Strawberry Cake [EDITING]

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Happy Dream comeback day and happy birthday to Chen's daughter!!

⚠ WARNING ⚠: implications of non-consensual sexual content, trauma, violence, I'm not crying you are, I'm so fucking sorry..

Jaemin didn't even knock on the door, bursting in and looking around.

"Renjun? Yangyang? Guys?" He called frantically as more thoughts of what could go wrong flowed through his head. It could be too late...

"Jaemin! We're up here!!" He heard Renjun call from upstairs. He quickly ran up, ignoring everything in his body that said to just run to his car and drive away. Once upstairs he ran towards where the voices were coming from.

Opening the door to the room, he stood in the doorway. The room was surprisingly clean, Yangyang and Renjun looking at something on the desk intently.

"We need to go save him.." Jaemin said. Renjun turned to look at him and saw the fear in Jaemin's eyes. He walked up to the younger.

"What did they tell you?"

"They work against him but.. But...."

"What is it?"

"Mark is going to rape him.." Jaemin cried, finally letting all of the emotion out that he had been hiding away since Jeno got kidnapped. "He's g-gonna hurt him.. My Jeno.... Not him, please....." Jaemin cried. Renjun embraced the younger, hugging him tightly.

"Shh... It's alright Jaemin. We're going to get him out of there, okay? We're gonna save him. Don't worry." He reassured. The younger just nodded shakily and pulled away from Renjun, wiping his eyes.

"W-we need to go now." Jaemin insisted. Renjun turned back and looked at Yangyang with a heavy sigh.

"Jaem, how about you go get some sleep? We'll wake you up when it's time to go.." Jaemin nodded carefully.

"Please be quick Renjun... I don't want him to get hurt." He whispered, his voice hoarse. Renjun nodded.

"Of course Nana. Now, go get some rest, yeah?" The younger nodded with a sniffle before walking out of the room. He slowly made his way down the stairs and to the living room, sitting down on the couch and just staring off for a moment.

Eventually, he felt the tears returning, crying into his hands as he sat there. He felt like such a failure. He told Jeno it was all over, promised that they were safe, but he was wrong. He was wrong and now Jeno was alone somewhere without any help with a disgusting man who is driven only by his desire for sex. It was disgusting to Jaemin that such a man existed. That such a man would be alive and willing to do something so revolting to innocent people.

"I'm sorry Jeno..." He cried, his hoarse voice carrying softly on the stale air.

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Jeno watched as Chenle ate the last of the chicken on the plate with a satisfied hum. The younger picked up the plate and brought it to the door, setting it on the ground. They weren't sure what else to do with it, worried that if Mark or Sicheng saw it, they would go after Lucas. Jeno had explained where everything came from and was now sitting against the wall huddled under Lucas' jacket. He felt safer by the feeling. It wasn't Jaemin's, but at least it was something to make him feel just a bit safer.

A bit less alone.

"Lucas is so kind.. His husband is lucky." Chenle remarked as he sat down beside Jeno who cuddled into his side. Two days. It was officially day two of Jeno and Chenle being locked up. Over the two days, the fear had slowly edged out of Jeno's mind, which he was grateful for. The last thing he wanted to add to his current state was fear which only made him more miserable than normal.