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finally, jaemin snapped his head up to look at the older in disbelief. "mcscuse me, bitch?! y-you're lying, you only like my dick."

"your ass is pretty fine too," jeno winked, "and i'm not, i'm really not. i know you don't like me back, and i know you don't believe me 'cause i'm an international playboy, but it's the truth. i'm not fucking jisoos so i can't do anything about it if you think i'm being fake."

"of course you're not fucking jisoos, you needa stay holy and pure," jaemin hid behind speaking memes, nervous to voice out his true emotions. his heart was beating furiously, and he had no way of knowing whether jeno was sincere or not.

after an awkward, quiet moment, jeno exhaled, "fuck it, jaemin, there's so much i love about you. your voice is the sound people hear when they're oofing to heaven, your smile is the purest most beautiful thing, i could look in your eyes forever and lose myself and forget everything, you're the funniest person i know, you can light up a city just by laughing and my favorite thing ever is just seeing you or being near you because you make me so damn happy and whipped for you. it was stupid of me to chase after your body and create our suck buddy relationship thing, i should've just come clean from the start and said this shit, i know i hurt you, i fucked up, please just know i'm so fucking sorry for everything i did and for not immediately telling you i loved you. i was scared. i didn't know what i meant to you, and i thought you'd be disgusted or wouldn't believe me if i had confessed, especially over text that one time you asked what we are, i'm a pussy, but i'm not gonna fucking confess over text that's as fake as me subbing, also, if i'm being real with real feelings i ain't boutta be rejected by the most beautiful--" he cut himself off, and leaned over, hands on his knees to catch his breath from his long ass rant. "sorry, i have weak stamina."

"that's not what you show in bed," jaemin murmured, then sighed, ruffling his hair, trying to collect his mess of thoughts and control his erratic heartbeat.

he was panicking, his body flooded with insanity and chaos, yet he tried to keep up a cool front.

licking his lips, he chose his next words carefully, "you have nothing to be sorry for, i helped to initiate our relationship, it's my fault too. and," at this point, the beginning of jeno's rant replayed in jaemin's head, causing the younger to break out into a boyish grin, "you're cute. your rant was really cute. and it better have been sincere or i'll fucking au revoir sayanara adios your ass."

jeno nodded, face serious.

"ugh, why couldn't you just pussy up and say this all earlier, we could've been dating for the past year?!??" the caramel-haired exclaimed, frustrated. "and saved the angsty drama shit????"

"bitch, i'm never pussying up, i'm confident in my body and my eight-inch dong, cardi b could never," jeno countered. "so fuck y-- wait, what do you mean 'we could've been dating for the past year'? how?!?"

rolling his eyes, amused, jaemin stated the obvious, "i like you too, dumbass."