Yujun's POV
They won't stop tearing me apart.
I can only pant when I want to beg and scream for them to stop hurting me but my voice doesn't exist, my wish doesn't count.
These strange hands attached to no body keeps clawing at me, trying to rip the skin off my body and steal the air from my lungs.
Two of those strange hands wrap themselves around my throat and squeeze, I am unable to make a single sound, unable to find and fight my enemy…whoever they are…whatever they are...
My ringtone, the blaring intro of BLACKPINK's kill this love suddenly jostles me out of the nightmare and I sit up panting with my hands automatically goes to my neck, to make sure I am still alive and that it was just a dream.
The phone rings again and I pick it up blindly, not checking the caller's id. "Yes" I ask groggily, turning to the side with my eyes closed and my heart still pounding from the dream.
"Yah Choi, did you forget I have an assignment for you?" the voice asks and my eyes shot open.
Hwang fucking Jaehyun.
"How did you get my number?" I growl, now fully awake and at alert. "Is that really a question you should ask?" Jaehyun ask with that obnoxiously nonchalant tone, "I am going to end the call" I hiss into the phone.
"Same way I will end whatever it is I have with Yunah and pass her to the next available motherfucker" Jaehyun said in a sing song manner, and I sit up quickly. "Fine, fine what do you want?" I ask in a rush, anything to keep my sister safe.
"I will send my address, and I need you here in 30 minutes" he says, and I grind my teeth, already exhausted in advance. Jaehyun has a special way of testing my patience, "I don't hear you moving Yejun-ssi" he says and I growl, "Yujun" I say with annoyance.
I get out of my bed and by default, I go to put on a scent patch before wearing a hoodie over my sleep shirt, not bothering to change the bottom. I drag my feet to my closet to pick a comfortable footwear, without wasting time I pick select a pair of Nike, something comfortable to fight in, if need be.
I stifle a yawn as I leave my room, only to bump into one of the servants. "Young master, w-where are you going to?" she asks, looking startled at running into me. "I can't sleep, I am taking a walk" I respond, "w-would you like cup of warm tea? It helps" she says with a smile that looks more like grimace than a smile.
"No thank you, I need air" I say, and she nods, stepping out of the way for me to pass. I look over my shoulder and see her with her hand over her chest.
"Why is she so scared" muse as I leave the hallway and make my way out of the house. I check my phone to see the address Jaehyun sent, it was an apartment in one of the most unexpected places for a pompous jerk like him, his apartment is located in hongdae.
Still sleepy, I flag down a taxi and get into it while hiding my face, I know my family is famous and being seen in a place I shouldn't be can cause much noise. The taxi driver is silent and mind his business all through the ride.
Upon arrival I spot Jaehyun waiting for me outside with a cigarette dangling between his lips. I take a breath, preparing myself mentally for whatever trick he has up his sleeve. "I'm here, what do you want?" I ask with a glare, instead of giving me a response, Jaehyun smirks.
"Yes?" I ask impatiently, "why are you so cute" he says as he puts out his cigarette and reaches out to ruffle my hair, "I am going to punch you" I deadpan, and he raises both hands in mock surrender.
"My lips still hurt, how can you be so violent" Jaehyun says with a pout. "What are you? Fifteen?" I ask, already tired of him. "Let's go in, you have so much to catch up with" Jaehyun says and points to the entrance of his building.
"If anything happens to me, my family will hunt and end you" I say to him gravely. "Relax, where is the alpha that has defeated my countless times?" he leans into me to ask, "Who knows what you will do with what you know" I respond, and he takes a step backwards.
"I am not that type of person" he says, his playful smile dropping and for some reason I strongly believe him. "Fine, I'll trust you this one time" I say to him gesturing for him to go up first. He walks up the staircase and I follow after him.
Used to being on edge, I monitor the environment as I walk behind him slowly noting the hallway of his apartment, it's small but cozy. He opens the door and walks in first, before gesturing for me to come in.
His apartment is oddly humble and homely, the air is permeated with his pheromone, the grounding smell of patchouli. "What did you want me to do?" I ask him, not wanting to get too immersed in his atmosphere.
"Follow me" he says and I did as he instructed, he walks into the kitchen and picks up a black bag, I take a suspicious step backwards as he approaches me with it menacingly.
"What is…what is…stay back" I stutter, my heart pounding and my body going into fight-or-flight mode, ready to attack if need be.
"I need you to…" Jaehyun says with the face he usually has on when he is on the field. "I need you to make ramyeon for me" he says and I froze.
"What?" I ask stupendous
"What?" he questions back.