《Prank || LJN》meeting:15
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Jeno approach the house he had grown familiar to the past few months, panting heavily. Donghyuck wasn't lying when he said Jeno had gone sprinting for Minseo. He is now a few houses away from the Lees house, regretting for impulsively going out running without warming up.
He then directed his vision to the house entrance, his eyes slightly widened when he saw the girls Minseo had mentioned in the group chat, and he had to admit it wasn't a pretty sight.
There's a few of them that are trying to climb over the gates, their attempts futile as far as he could see. He shuffled to tree near the house, thankful it was outside or he would be facing a lot more difficulties. He stretched out a hand to start climbing when a paper bag hit his face. His confusion was replaced with realization as he narrowed his eyes at the bag.
"I half regret bringing you with me." He grumbled, bringing out his bike rope, wrapping it around his arm before hooking the paper bag on it. He then started climbing, grunting once in awhile as he went up the tree like how he usually does. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the balcony, getting onto it cautiously. Jeno knocked on the sliding door three times, his signal for Minseo every time he come unexpectedly. After a few seconds, he couldn't wait anymore as he tried to open it.
The sliding door was surprisingly unlocked, which allows Jeno to get in. "Choco?" He called, eyes wandering around the deserted room as he unhook the paper bag from the bike rope. He then briefly checked her bathroom before exiting the room, assuming she is somewhere else in the house. "Choco where are you?" His voice echoed through the quiet house, causing Jeno to feel even more uneasy.
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He perk up when he heard whimpers and gasps. He followed the direction of the sound, which leads him to the guest room. He hesitated for a second before turning the doorknob, peeking inside before pushing it. The door flung opened, revealing the girl he was searching.
Minseo was leaning against the nightstand, holding to the bed frame for support. Her breathing was irregular as she was sweating profusely. Jeno silently cursed as he hold her hands, slightly squeezing it. "Hey it's okay I'm here now." She replied with a shaky nod, calming down slightly. "You need your meds?" He asked softly. Minseo nodded again, pointing to the pills scattered all over the nightstand.
Jeno briefly read the label on the container before taking two pills, taking a tumblr from the paper bag he carried earlier. He make sure she managed to swallow it down properly, rubbing her back soothingly. "Concentrate on your breathing okay?" Minseo did what she was told, taking deep breathes. Fortunately it wasn't too difficult to steady her breathing this time. Jeno wiped the sweat from her face with his sleeve carefully, glad she had fully calm down.
"Thank you pup. Sorry for being a burden to you." She said, looking down at the floor. Jeno frowned, placing his index finger under her chin before lifting it to face him. "Hey you ain't a burden okay? You're anything but that." He said, squishing her cheeks when she gave an unconvinced look. "Choco~ You are not a burden~" He whined, shaking her head slightly. She spare him a small smile before slapping his hand to let go of her face.
"You went through the balcony again?" She asked, raising a brow. He grinned sheepishly which answered her question. "I bought you these by the way." He said, changing the topic as he took two familiar packaging from the paper bag. Minseo took it, giving him an amused smile. "You had time to buy two bags of chocolates chip cookies?" Jeno shrugged, opening one of it. "You once said chocolate is great at reducing stress. And I was planning to visit your house today." He explained, placing a cookie into his mouth.
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"How did you get to contact Mark hyung?" Jeno asked back. Minseo sighed, munching on two cookies. "SM gave every idol and family members of the idol a small button for emergency that kinda has a mic on it. It would directly connected to the idol's managers. I was scared so I used it, but hyperventilate halfway. So yeah." She said, sighing loudly.
"Why would they want to break into your house anyways?" Jeno asked, referring to the people outside her house. Minseo blew the hair that was blocking her vision before answering. "Don't you know? Stalkers like them could get away with only Mark's underwear but still make a lot of money. They sell stuff like photos of the idols house, clothes that idols had wear and private info for a high price. And believe it or not there are people who are willing to buy it." Jeno blinked his eyes a few times before letting out a dumbfounded "Huh?". Minseo nodded, signalling she wasn't lying.
"What kind of private info?" Minseo stilled before shuddering. "Like if the idol is still a virgin or not and weird things like that." She gave a small smile to Jeno who was flabbergasted. "Yup. They're crazy I know." He shuddered at the thought something similar to that happened to him. "Must be hard." Jeno then panicked when he saw droplets of tears suddenly trickling down her cheeks.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concern laced in his tone. "First that stupid dating allegations, then that creepy girl. Now fucking stalkers." She exclaimed, frustration could be clearly heard. Jeno stayed silent before offering a cookie to her. She took it and nibble on it quietly, giggling as Jeno started to prep kisses all over her face. Smiling at him adoringly, she bop his nose before peeking the content of the paper bag.
Minseo managed to laughed despite her sniffles when she saw a container. "You even had the time to buy cookie dough ice cream?" Jeno look at the tub of ice cream and sighed. "Yeah but I think it had melt." She look at him, slightly confused. "We could just freeze it again pup." Jeno scratched his nape, smiling sheepishly.
The sound of sirens wailing and panicked screams could be heard, catching the couple's attention. Minseo drawn the curtains to see a police car in front of her house and a few policemen shoving the girls that were intending to break in into the car. A sigh of relief escape from her lips as she felt a bit safe, for now.
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