Jeno's annoyed, not really surprising but he's still annoyed.

He went through his jeans earlier this morning to search for his wallet, which he had unfortunately misplaced.

However, in lieu of finding his missing wallet, he found a small crumpled peace of paper in his back jean pocket.

Now, he doesn't remember shoving something like it in there. He's sure it's not the grocery list or the receipt as he did neatly folded those so his mom could check it afterwards.

Shrugging the thought off, he decides to just check it immediately so he can see what the crumpled paper actually was about.

Unfolding it and squinting his eyes to scan the small random paper on the tip of his fingers, he soon glared at it once he realized what was written on it.

"That bastard!" He groans in annoyance and holds himself back from tearing the small paper into shreds as he does need it for evidence purposes.

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Which brings us to here now, Jeno looking around the hallway for any signs of his dear friend.

Soon heading out to the open school field and sighs in relief once he saw Yangyang chilling at an empty table with headphones on.

He jogs up to him and doesn't hesitate to slam his palm on the table, right beside Yangyang's right hand as the latter flinches at the unexpected presence.

Taking his headphones off while pausing the music he was jamming to, he blinks furiously and looks up to meet Jeno's slightly glaring eyes.

He smiles in amusement, but holds back his chuckle at the visible irritated feeling Jeno's experiencing.

"Hey, Jenjen. What's up?" He asks lightly, completely unbothered by the raven haired boy's aura. It's kind of nothing to the three of them anyway.

Jeno inhales sharply and says, "bring me to your tattoo artist later after school." Yangyang raises a brow at that.

But the there's that small grin slowly stretching itself on his lips that makes Jeno even more annoyed.

"Oh? And why's that, Jen?" Yangyang has his usual teasing tone on.

Grumbling, Jeno sharply exhales. "Forget it, I'll just ask Mark hyung instead." He doesn't know why he didn't think of that earlier.

Out of the three of his friends, Mark's probably the most reliable and chill person Jeno can count on.

Meanwhile, Yangyang and Haechan usually just teases him on end.

One of them is who he's facing right now if I may remind you.

Shaking his head, he was about to turn on his heel and go back inside the main school building and find Mark instead.

But Yangyang had already grabbed his arm, pulling him back gently yet the force still made Jeno stumble a little on his feet before he turns back around to face his friend.

"I'm just kidding, Jen. I'll bring you to him after school if that's what you want, I don't have detention later anyway." Yangyang said with a kind smile.

However, he then tilts his head to the side and gave a confused look, "but what's the reason?"

"Huh?" His question made Jeno confused as well.

"Why do you want to see him? I thought you said you wouldn't go back there?" Yangyang elaborates before a gasp escapes his lips.

It's exaggerated, Jeno can already tell what's going to happen next.

"Oh my gosh– don't tell me you like him!" Before he could protest against Yangyang's words, the boy himself continues with his act.

"Or you guys have been dating this whole time! Behind our backs and all." Now Yangyang's being more obvious as soon as he continued.

He didn't bother to fight back his teasing grin anymore, not backing down to Jeno's glare yet also mortified look.

Spotting the raven haired boy's ears slowly turn red – obviously from embarrassment – Yangyang keeps his act up.

"You're blushing!" He points at the beetroot red colored ears.

In instinct, the victim of his teasing covers his warm ears with his now sweaty hands. "Out of embarrassment, yeah!" Jeno hisses.

"Why would you be embarrassed? You know it's totally okay if you guys are together–"

"Oh my goodness! Stop saying nonsense crap, Yangie. I don't like him and we're not together!" Jeno cuts him off, the warm red color now spreading throughout his cheeks.

Yangyang cackles, in both satisfaction and amusement. He soon calms himself down and takes a few breaths.

Patting the raven haired boy's hip, he keeps his hold there as Jeno was still embarrassed.

For crying out loud, they're in an open area with a bunch of students roaming around as there's also those who are playing some games nearby.

And Jeno's theory was only confirmed when he glances to his side to see people he knew from his Biology class – to which he's about to have after this – looking at them weirdly.

Cussing to himself inwardly, he scowls at Yangyang who didn't even regret it. But Jeno knows his friend feels bad knowing how he is sometimes.

So he decides to not be childish and move away from Yangyang's space, accepting the thumb rubbing on his hip as he sighs.

"It's just that your tattoo artist gave me this out of nowhere, unbeknownst to me after we bumped into each other a few days ago in the grocery store." Jeno manages to mumble after he relaxes.

Yangyang hums while listening carefully before furrowing his eyebrows, "you guys crossed paths?"

"I just said that." The raven haired boy deadpans.

"Sorry," his friend chuckles sheepishly, "anyway, what did he do? What's the thing he gave you?" He asks, now interested.

Pursing his lips, Jeno hesitates if he should tell Yangyang now or maybe later once he confronts Jaemin at his own workplace.

Because of him taking so long to answer, Yangyang starts whining and pestering him about it. So nosy as he's pulling him into a hug around the waist.

Groaning, Jeno thinks it's better to tell him now once he remembers it's Yangyang who's going with him later.

He doesn't prefer having his friend reacting later to the news and probably tease him at the same time he's trying to confront Jaemin.

So he takes the crumpled paper from his jean pocket and hands it to his nosy friend, letting him scan it before snatching it back away once Yangyang starts cackling.

"H-he gave you his number!" Yangyang shrieks, throwing his head back as he couldn't stop laughing.

Smacking his arm, Jeno shoves the paper back in his pocket and gives his friend a warning look. "Don't tell the others about this."

But knowing Yangyang, he probably still would, no doubt just like any of the others would.