= The Man In the Mirror = {[Nomin]}

• Chapter 22 •

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Taeyong didn't return to Jeno's house until the evening, Chenle and Jisung sitting quietly in the back of his car as he drove along the road. It was dark and quiet on the streets, only the street lights lighting up the path.

"Do you guys remember the plan?" The pink haired man asked, catching the two boys attention. Both of them nodded in the mirror, Taeyong nodding back as he bit both of his lips.

The car pulled into the driveway, bumping slightly and shaking the vehicle. Once stopped, the three of them got out of the car. Taeyong looked at both of them, sighing as he took out some rope from the car's trunk.

"I'm going to loosely knot these, just pull on one side and they will come off instantly. Got it?"

Again they both nodded, turning so that Taeyong could tie up their wrists.

"You better not be lying about this," Chenle said, staring deep into the older's eyes once he was done tying his hands.

Taeyong shook his head and began to do Jisung's. "I'm not, I promise. I want this whole thing to end just as much as you do."

The blonde nodded, putting all of his trust into this man. There was barely anything else he could do, but he wouldn't admit that out loud. Sometimes it was safer to put your trust in someone, even if you have no reason to.

They walked up to the front door, the sound of crickets chirping as Taeyong knocked on the hard wood. Not long after, the door swung open to reveal his boss, giving a toothy grin. Taeyong ignored it and shoved the two boys in harshly, pretending that he had caught them.

"Very good job, Taeyong. I'm impressed that you didn't go against my word," Mr. Na laughed and pat Taeyong's shoulder, but the pink haired man only gave him the cold shoulder as he continued to lead the two boys into the dining room.

What he saw wasn't something he took lightly. Mark was now sitting on a chair tied up, sound asleep on his side with a red mark on his cheek. The sight made his blood boil as his grip tightened on the ropes, grinding his teeth as he just stared.

Mr. Na walked towards him, pretending like he had just forgotten all about this. "Oh, my bad. After me and your brother's little talk, I decided that he was useless. He almost ruined my plan, and I can't have that happening."

His boss was now right next to him, and something about that sentence seemed to be directed at Taeyong too. It was either obey his rules or be sorry. That's why he has to be discrete.