Obsession Nct Mafia

22:

N's view:
Zuley had returned with the boys.
She successfully managed to convince Taeyong, that Jisung did well on the mission when the truth was,
He was playing Nintendo switch at full volume in Zuley's car.

She was wearing a black jumpsuit, and her hair was not curled anymore.
With obvious marks on her face and throat,
Of a fight.

Mark was with his German Shepard, giving it a bath. Since well you could say the insider was eliminated.

Jisung was happy he was telling Jaemin about the wins he got in Mario kart.

Chenle felt strange. He had been staring at the empty bottle of poison he had used.

Was this really what he wanted to do?
Was he really going to be his uncle's successor.

Haechan was placing an ice pack against his face since he got punched right in the face the first moment he stepped inside the club.

No it wasn't one of the insiders men.

He was punched by his ex girlfriend, because she was drunk.

He thought it was karma for making fun of Y/n a few days before about the door.

Jeno, was in the boxing ring in the basement.
He was disappointed in himself,
That he couldn't defend his comrades.

He punched the punching bag furiously as he yelled out his frustration.

He watched his teammates get hit.

He saw the blood splattering on the glass tables.

Since he wasn't fast enough. He blamed himself.

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Renjun was laying on the bed and sighed.
He had been playing with y/n's hair for the past 20 minutes.

Purposely tangling it so she'd be mad.

"Hey Doctor, can you tell Taeyong I need to see him."

Doyoung laughed as he opened the curtains. "I'm not the doctor but sure I'll tell him."

Doyoung called Taeyong,
Which he of course on the other side of the phone was intrigued.

Never once had Renjun asked to talk.

Once he was there,
He asked Doyoung to leave.

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Renjun's view:

I made sure Y/n was completely asleep before I began to speak.

"Taeyong."

"Yes?" He voice echoed in the hospital wing.
Something I was accustomed to.

"I won't be able to complete this mission."

"Oh?" He hummed, he raised his eyebrow. "How so?"

"I won't be able to do the final step." He whispered yet loud enough,
for Taeyong to hear.

"Oh, killing her? You won't be able to? Why? Did you catch feelings?" He teased as he caressed the gun slinging on his thigh.