𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵; park jisung

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪-𝕊𝕚𝕩

"Cheers!" Taeyong called out, tipping glasses with Seyeon first as he gave her a comforting wink. "Welcome to our home, Seyeon. We will treat you with respect, if you treat us equally," he called out, to which she nodded enthusiastically.

To say this was what she wanted would be a lie, but upon refusal, she would of had a bullet to the head. And even if she got out someday, who was left out there for her? She had seen and been through things that no one could understand. This was the only plausible choice no matter how she looked at it.

The dinner continued, her heart dropping when her name became involved.

"Jeno will teach you hand to hand combat. That's his forte after all. Chenle will teach you the technology side of things to see if maybe that's your thing. Johnny will teach you about the weaponry and how to use it. Jaemin," he continued, pointing at the pinkette beside him. "will teach you the basics on medic training, so that if any injuries did surface and you're the only one around, you can still make a difference."

The leader continued to sift through his thoughts, hoping he got everything that was needed out.

Seyeon just glanced at each of the boys who had been mentioned, each of them nodding or winking at her when their eyes met.

She smiled in return, finally seeing this as an opportunity to get to know her colleagues.

"Oh and Seyeon," Renjun piped up, eyes moving from his fork to the girl. "Do you have your license?"

She shook her head reluctantly, unsure of the answer they wanted.

"It's probably for the better until we can fully trust you."

Her heart ached at this. After having proven herself one too many times to still be at home base with the trust issues.

She knew it would take a while, but was nearly three months not long enough?

She simply nodded, chewing on her food a little longer before the urge to vomit rose all of a sudden.

It wasn't the same sickening feeling as before, but instead a random and unexplainable pit in her stomach.

She quickly stood, eyes darting to each questioning gaze that was sent to her.

"I'm gonna get sick!" She exclaimed, taking no more time to see their reaction before turning on her heel and limping away with great struggle.

Once she had disappeared around the corner, each of the boys eyed each other, all at a loss for words.

"Well, I guess I'll go and check on her."