❅ Chapter Twenty: Sweet Little Target

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Hi... Holy shit it's been two months since I had updated this story....

I'm so sorry to keep you all waiting, I'm sure no one's reading this anymore though or has forgotten about it lmao.

But I guess I'll just try to make it work–

To whoever is reading this... How are you? And why–

Lol just kidding, if you're still here reading this and waiting patiently or impatiently (doesn't matter) for an update, thank you.

Truly, thank you so much. I hope to see you more often, especially until the end of this story 🤍

I will try not to disappoint, if so, more.


"I had another weird dream last night!" Mark announces as he stares at his peers, as if waiting for some sort of reaction.

"Look, Markie–"

"Don't fucking call me that." The said boy hisses.

Frowning, Yuta brushes it off and continues what he was about to say regardless of Mark's odd hostility towards him.

"I'm too jetlagged from my assignment earlier this morning, can we please talk about this later?"

"Fine, if you're not going to listen–"

"I didn't say I didn't want to listen. I–"

"Anyways, Jaemin? Surely you will listen, right?" Mark's gaze set on the raven haired boy who was finishing up his breakfast.

Not fazed my Mark's hopeful yet also desperate gaze on him, Jaemin shrugs his shoulders in nonchalance. "What does this have to do with the main point?"

His question has Mark pondering in thought, having Jaemin rolling his eyes in response. "See? It's not too important right now, is it."

"But it is important!" Mark protests, trying to gain their full on attention.

Damn, he didn't realize how difficult it was to explain his story nowadays.

Maybe because to Yuta and Jaemin, Mark is just being utterly weird and is not in his A-Game recently.

He has been trying to talk about these 'weird dreams' he has been getting for the past few months.

Either in the morning or just after he had gotten some sort of sleep.

However, as much as he dreamt about it, it all still felt confusing for him.

As ridiculous as it sounds, he doesn't quite get it yet. They all look similar, as if the scenes that are playing in his thoughts are connected.

But it was still blurry and muffled. Like he was half conscious; which he is, in reality. But in his dream, he is also half conscious.

Confusing, right? Exactly what Mark thought.

Although, he doesn't get them all the time. The dreams don't appear in a straight schedule, it's all random.

What he is really, really confused about is that he doesn't have a clue on how it started.

Not even as to why.

It just happened, I guess.

He does know when it all started consuming his thoughts, till this day.

It was a Thursday night, right after a long day meeting up with Mr. Lee, Mark felt tired and immediately went to bed, passed out.

At first he thought, Mr. Lee had poisoned him or something, but then it was just nothing but him being tired from the long day he had.

Especially when he was sandwiched between pop up assignments; especially back up plans.

So why does Mark care so much about these dreams? Honestly, he doesn't exactly know.

His guts just feel weird, making him want to tell the others about it. Obviously failing miserably everytime.

"How can dreams be so important? You're in your mid-twenties, Mark. Sorry to break it to you." Yuta sighs at him.

"It's just so... Blegh." A pathetic answer by Mark has Yuta and Jaemin shake their heads at him.

"I second that." Jaemin mutters under his breath as he stood up. "Anyways, I'm heading off, I have to pick up Jeno on the way."

"Still didn't tell you where he lives?" Yuta raises a brow in suspicion.

The raven haired boy shakes his head in response, "Yeeun still refuses to let me know, she made sure of that." Tone full of disappointment and annoyance.

Months spending time with Jeno has been... Well... Jaemin doesn't have a comment on that. Oddly unsure of his words.

However, he is also annoyed at the younger boy for not letting him know where he lives til this day.

Jaemin has been picking Jeno up around the areas they plan on heading off to; nearest cafe, bus stops, stores and etcetera.

Basically, Jeno's been secretive towards him. Not because he wanted to, Jaemin is very sure of that.

Why? Because the blond haired boy always whines whenever he says 'I can't tell you, yet' to his supposed fiancé.

Soon, Jaemin had assumed that it was because of Yeeun, Jeno's older sister. Who's quite protective of the sweet boy.

Who else would strictly tell Jeno to keep his mouth shut about personal informations from his fiancé?

Mr and Mrs. Lee had been open to them, telling them they should have dinner together at the other party's house.

Of course, that still hasn't been accomplished yet due to them all being 'busy'.

So they're not surprised it was Yeeun who told Jeno to be quiet. Another bonus for that was that the latter had told Jaemin various of stories about Yeeun's protectiveness towards him.

They're not afraid though, they're the ones who are part of a mafia gang. The whole 'intimidated by Yeeun' shit was all a hoax.

They have to pretend that she's a threat nowadays, they slowly got their senses back and realized that she can also be easily manipulated.

Jaemin isn't going to let her stop them. Besides, Jeno's the key, right?

So all he has to do is continue to be this normal guy, flirting with Jeno while getting some information from him has becoming easier.

It's been months, so Jaemin is kind of getting used to it, per se.

However, he still has his walls up. He can't fall for his target.

His sweet little target.

Nodding off, Yuta clicks his tongue and says, "well, just wait it out or make him say it I guess. I'm sure you know what to do."

"Of course." Jaemin grits his teeth.

"Just making sure," the elder boy snickers at his behavior with a mock surrender.

Flipping them off, Jaemin grabs his backpack and takes his leave, checking his phone for any updates before rushing off to where Jeno said he would be.


Hi, hello... Long time no see in this book.

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Any thoughts, whether it's about this (shitty) book or your day/what you want to share.

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