Crying

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"Really?"

"Yes, we're sure!" Haechan said softly over the phone. "We want to make sure Taeyong is okay. We love him and want him to be safe."

Their manager cleared his throat and continued. "Thank you for the information Donghyuck. We will take this to questioning."

Haechan froze. "Wait, what?! Questioning? I don't think that's..." he trailed off and he heard the familiar sound of the phone being hung up. 

"Hyung, what do you mean questioning?" Jisung braved as the Dreamies huddled around their friend, nervous. "Will Taeyong be okay? They won't fire him, right?"

No body said a word for a while, just sitting in silence until Jaemin spoke. "They won't fire him, I think. He's too talented to let go. Plus, Jeno you said he didn't seem drunk or disoriented," Jeno nodded. "So he couldn't have been doing anything wrong. He probably just went on a walk to clear his head." 

Renjun bobbed his head in agreement. "You're right Jaemin. I trust that hyung was being responsible."

The Dreamies conversed for a while longer until Haechan broke up the meeting. "Alright, well I think we should hit the sack now, it's pretty late." He glanced at the clock. "Wow, almost 4am!" 

Chenle scoffed. "Phhhh! 4am? Child's play!" He then yawned. 

Jeno grabbed Chenle and threw him onto the bed since they happened to be in Chenle and Haechan's room. "Go to bed now!" He insisted to an exhausted Chenle.

The Dreamies dispersed and went to sleep without much thought as to their mission. The one person thinking about questioning was their manager. Where has Taeyong been that night? 

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The next morning Jaehyun woke before Taeyong. He stretched and went to sit on the edge of his friend's bed. He noticed his phone lit up but thought nothing of it. He began to play with Taeyong's hair. Suddenly the phone lit up again. It's probably nothing. Jaehyun thought. When he was interrupted by the darn phone lighting up again he sat up and grabbed it. 

"3 missed calls from our manger?" He whispered quizzically. He went back to his side of the room, turned the volume down, and listened to the voicemails. 

Lee Taeyong you are required to come to the main office to speak with Mr. Lee Sungsoo. Be there at 10:00. Do not be late.

Jaehyun cocked his head in confusion and played the message again. It sounded very odd. There was something about their manager's voice that didn't sound natural. It sounded very harsh and angry. 

"What did you do Taeyong?" Jaehyun asked himself. He stood up and threw the phone at his friend. "Wake up now!" He shook Taeyong until he woke up. 

"What's what happening?" Taeyong asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes. 

"You're going to be late!" Jaehyun pulled his friend up, panicking. "It's already 9:35!" 

"What's happening? Why are you so upset?!" Taeyong blushed as Jaehyun took Taeyong's shirt off and threw him a clean one. 

"Get dressed, now! I don't know what you did but you're in big trouble."

Taeyong froze. "Trouble?"

Jaehyun nodded, tossing him a pair of nice shoes. "Why do you think?"

Taeyong gulped and shook his head. "I don't know." He lied. 

"Well anyways, you better get to the office!"