𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 | 𝐇𝐚𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧

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'𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆'

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It was 8am and all hell had broken loose. The boys and girls alike ran around the house, trying to get their things packed and ready for the trip. Donghyuck and Renjun had already finished packing and left to buy some snacks for everyone to take with them.

Yeoreum wandered through the stampede of people after packing her things and dropped herself on the sofa to breathe. She watched the mess unfold as Jisung fought with Jeno over a hairbrush and she rolled her eyes turning to the other person on the sofa. Jaemin sat there, oblivious to the chaos around him as he scrolled mindlessly through instagram.

"You're awfully relaxed for someone who hasn't even packed." yeoreum pointed out.

"I don't need to pack, I have everything I need with me." He answered and Yeoreum looked at him as he began emptying the contents of his pocket. A phone, a charger, his wallet, a mask, airpods and a lip balm.

"That's all you need?"

"I just use their things and I can always buy whatever else I need." He told her.

"Very efficient, Mr Na." She nodded in acknowledgement.

"How is your hand, anyway?" He asked glancing down at her wrist.

Yeoreum looked down, observing how it had turned a mix of purple and green but she shrugged it off. She held her hand towards Jaemin for him to see.

"It looks worse than it is."

"Well you should still put ice on it. That'll help it heal faster." Jaemin smiled.

Jeno took a seat in the other side of Yeoreum, sighing in relief.

"All done?" She asked and Jeno nodded, raking a hand through his hair.

"You should really file a restraining order against him." Jaemin expressed, his face showing concern.

Jeno tuned into the topic, putting the pieces together as they talked.

"I already have one. He's just never been a rule follower." Yeoreum laughed bitterly.

"He sounds like trash." Jaemin said, putting his phone down.

"He is." She replied.

"Want me to beat him up for you?" Jeno asked.

"Jeno baby, you couldn't hurt a fly." Jaemin laughed.

"I could if I wanted to." He sulked.

He crossed his arms over his chest and Yeoreum giggled, leaning over to Jeno.

"Awww Jeno, it's okay. We can fight him together." She consoled him.

"Where are Haechan and Renjun?" Jaemin suddenly asked.

"They went to go buy snacks." Jeno looked at the time.
"They should've been back by now."

"I'll text Hyuck." Yeoreum told them, leaning back on the sofa besides Jeno.

Murderer

Hyuck
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On our way back now