《Languor || Zhong Chenle》Mill

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The wicked hollow laugh from Chenle earlier echoes through my empty chest.

The things that surround me had changed into things that build up a meeting room.

In the other side of the long table, sit a man with slitted eyebrows. He was exchanging looks to Chenle after he noticed a new face, none other than myself.

The man gave me a doubtful glance and smiled at Chenle. As if he didn't fully trust Chenle that explained what my role is in this party.

"Mental," the man finally let out a word from his mouth.

"Who would've thought this timid looking lad made this design."

My mouth agape. My brain was trying to make a sentence up but failing while leaving my jaw hang open.

Jeno pushed my chin up.

"So, when will we start the making process Hyung?" Ask Jeno to the man.

"Today."

My jaw definetly not wired shut after hearing that. They really do work fast.

The meeting come to an end after a few more minutes of explaining the material of the explosives. We all took a step out of the room.

"Hellow bomby~" a voice called me.

It was Haechan.

"Why did you call me like that?"

"Nothing special, but Chenle want you to go to the room again."

I nodded without any confrontation. Though my skin shivers at the thought of him grazing my arm with his blade one more time.

The room was empty until the door behind me closed by Chenle. He locked the door. I tried not to get scared only to be grabbed by the collar.

his voice was darkened and full of angst.

"I-i heard you grunting and you looked scared."

I fucked up.

He is totally mad now.

"I-i didn't meant to trouble you."

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He suddenly screamed.

His palms clenching untill his fingers began to turn white.

Sweat began to damp his face. He rubbed his face vigorously until the moment he stops, his eyes had turned. It was just like that night.

His voice is almost inaudible.

I want to do the same thing like last time but this time with more fears that he might remember and hate me even more.

Just as i was about to comfort Chenle, the door slam open. Jeno grabbed my wrist and lead me out of the room.

"Don't come near him now, he might actually kill you."

"But he looks scared,Jeno," i said with pity oozing out down my words.

I tried to get my wrist off his hands but failing again and again.

"Xiao Yue."

I turned to Renjun to see him showing his collarbone. There is a noticeable scar on his left collarbone.

"You know, i hate you but just so you know, me and Jisung had tried to calm him before, he stabbed my collarbone with a dagger."

He is hesistating to do this but the fact that he did is what i'm thankful for.

"Y-yeah, and he choked me that night, if Jeno hadn't save me, i would've died," Jisung explained with his face looking the other way.

I looked at them one more time. Their eyes filled to the brim eith such horror as they convince me not to go near Chenle at moments like this.

"What if he doesn't want to be alone?"

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