unmendable ⍟ jaemin

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y/n

" wheres y/n? " taeyong asked as he scanned the faces at the dining table the following morning, " i've decided to let her go back to school. "

all eyes at the table turned to jaemin who shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

" She's been in her room. "

" has she eaten? "

He shook his head before striding to Taeyong's office. Unlike the other members, Jaemin had the freedom to enter and exit Taeyong's office as he wished, they were stepbrothers after all.

He yanked open the drawer filled with extra keys, scanning the neatly placed keys, he grabbed the one labelled with her name and ran to her room, cursing at himself for not doing this earlier.

He slid the key into the lock, flinging the door open once he heard the lock click open.

he immediately spotted the unconscious girl on the floor, the steady drip-dropping of blood causing the pool of blood next to her arm

jaemin knelt down, pressing two fingers against her neck to feel her pulse

not wanting to invade her closet, he pulled his shirt off, wrapping her bleeding arm in it and tightening the knot before scooping her up in a bridal style and sprinting down the stairs to the medical room.

kun nudged taeil in the ribs upon seeing jaemin dash down the stairs. entering the medic room, kun rushed towards y/n and ripped jaemin's shirt off her arm while taeil pulled the curtains around the bed she was placed on.

" she'll be okay " taeil patted jaemin on the arm even before he opened his mouth, vanishing behind the curtain to treat y/n's wounds

he stared at the drawn curtains, breaking down right there and then, tears slipping out from the corners of his eyes as his breaths became uneven. grabbing the roots of his hair as he normally would in attempt to calm himself down whenever he was annoyed, dizzy, or whatever emotion that did not bring any comfort to him.

he was undoubtedly annoyed at himself for not taking care of her properly. he thought of her as a precious jewel, wanting to protect her whenever he had the chance to do so.

he screamed at himself internally, hating how he had left y/n alone to talk to dino, hating how he didn't know what caused her to turn to self-harm again.

" nana " a voice he immediately recognised after spending most of his life with him spoke.

" don't call me that " jaemin gritted, no one could call him by that nickname except y/n. hearing the nickname made his heart ache for the girl who laid on the white-lined bedsheets behind the curtains

" jaemin... " taeyong called out again, " jaemin, go put on a shirt, I'll meet u in my office "

taeyong caught a glimpse of jaemin's tear-stained face, his eyes softening at the state his younger brother was in but returning to his office with his emotionless face.

he didn't like to wipe the different emotions off his face, however, he had no choice. he was nct's leader after all and he needed to look fierce to maintain order and discipline in the base, to get every gang member to listen to him.

no one ever knows what would happen to you if you show your weakness and not put on a facade.

the icy cold tap water was splashed onto his face, jaemin's palms rested on the sides of the sink as he stared at his red-eyed, wet haired reflection.

he was a total mess, he looked like he had been on heavy drugs. y/n was his drug and he was addicted to her. she drove him so fucking insane that he couldn't live without her.

jaemin ran his hand through his tangled blonde hair in frustration, exiting the bathroom and pulling on a random black shirt that was found on his bed.

his legs brought him automatically to taeyong's office, pushing the door open with much force even though he had no willingness to talk to anyone whatsoever

taeyong glanced up from the half-completed paperwork, opening his mouth and with much authority oozing from him, he asked, " what happened? "

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