I forgot to say just in case any of you haven't noticed, but I italicized the "censored" cuss words Jeno says.

Like when he's trying to cuss but can't because that's his character.

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Walking around the fewer aisles in the convenience store, Jeno grabs a chocolate or two before he moves to the very back where the drinks are located.

The pad of his index finger trails along the condensated glass of the rows of refrigerators, leaving a now cleaner and clearer line on the glass.

He ponders in thought on what kind of drink he should get, soon deciding to get a bottled green tea which was located in the second to the last fridge.

Opening the refrigerator door while still holding the two bars of Twix he got, he then grabs a bottled green tea from the fourth row, bending over a bit to reach for it.

"Nice ass." A low voice startles him, immediately standing straight while almost dropping the cold beverage in hand.

He should've known who it was the first second, especially from the familiar voice and how vulgar the person said it; his body.

Glaring at him, he huffs in response. "I told you to go away, pervert." Hissing as he shuts the refrigerator door closed and quickly walks pass the person.

Unfortunately for him, the person follows suit towards the cashier, watching Jeno pay for his items with the employee not caring who they're facing, clearly having a bad day.

They're not the only one though, because now Jeno has to suffer with this perverted tattoo artist who's apparently in the same small group of friends as him.

At first, Jeno thought the elder boy didn't have anything to pay since he wasn't holding anything. But soon rolls his eyes when he catches a glimpse of what the guy does next.

"That'd be one dollar." The tired cashier mumbles in a monotone, lazily taking the money Jaemin hands them before reciting the usual "have a great day." Which was ironic.

Following Jeno out the double doors, the younger boy finally halts on his steps and turns around to face a grinning Jaemin.

"What the heck do you want? Stop following me, stalker."

The pink haired boy dares to chuckle at his words and obviously annoyed reaction, "feels like deja vu, huh, pretty boy? We keep meeting like this."

Although he jokes about it, Jeno wasn't amused, even a tad bit.

"If you won't leave me alone this second, I will call the cops on you." He tries to threaten, hoping by mentioning law enforcements, Jaemin would do as he was told.

But he shouldn't have expected that much coming from a friend of Yangyang's; a pink haired tattoo artist who does nothing but bother him with a stupid grin all the time.

"They won't do anything too bad, pretty boy. Considering, we're technically friends–"

"No, we are certainly not nor never going to be 'friends'. Just because you're Yangyang's friend doesn't mean we are friends too." Jeno crosses his arms.

"You're really cute when you're mad, Jeno-yah." Jaemin muses and adds on, "also, maybe you're right." Confusing the younger boy for a moment.

As soon as he leans in to invade Jeno's personal bubble, getting all up to his face with just a few inches away, he continues.

"We could be more than friends."

In an instant, Jeno pushes him away with a small shriek. Stumbling back as he stares at a disgustingly grinning Jaemin. What's new?

Jaemin couldn't help but laugh at Jeno's mortified look, blushing from the tip of his ears to his puffy cheeks and now slowly down to his neck too.

"Wh–what are you saying?" Jeno stammers, frozen in place as his heartbeat becomes erratic.

"Well, what do you think?"

"Nonsense!" Jeno yells, earning a few heads turning to them in confusion while Jaemin remains unbothered.

Huffing, he makes a turn to leave the scene and tries to walk off before Jaemin can follow him again.

But obviously he expects too much and too little of Na Jaemin.

Because he yelps in surprise when someone grabs his wrist and pulls him back, facing the person in such a close distance, Jeno almost drops his paper bag.

Due to their distance, he's forced to meet Jaemin's eyes. And weirdly enough, this time the elder boy isn't showing any mischief.

But that doesn't mean Jeno's letting his guard down to this flirty tattoo artist.

"Let me go!" He screeches to which made Jaemin slightly panic when people nearby gave him a look, probably thinking he's kidnapping the younger boy in broad daylight.

He then tells himself to calm down before telling Jeno the same thing, but the younger boy wasn't listening as he kept squirming.

Sighing, Jaemin apologizes to the people looking at them, smiling sheepishly when he says, "we're friends, I'm so sorry. He's just upset at me."

After that, he pulls Jeno to a nearby curve between buildings, hiding from the crowded streets and entering a more secluded area.

Jeno continues to squirm before gasping when Jaemin gently pushes him against a brick wall, caging him between his arms and leaning in.

"What the frick!" Shrieking once again when he sees Jaemin inching closer and closer, assuming the elder boy is about to steal a quick kiss or so.

"Shh!" Jaemin shushes him with a finger on his cupid's bow. "Calm down for a minute, pretty boy. You're going to get me killed before I can even kiss y– ow!"

Groaning, the pink haired boy tucks his face in the junction of Jeno's neck and shoulder. The action making Jeno gulp with his hands mindlessly resting on Jaemin's broad chest.

Okay, maybe Jeno feels a little bit bad now.

I mean, he did kick Jaemin on the nuts. Thinking it was the best option out of the several ones that can push the elder boy away from him.

But obviously it went south, because instead of pulling away, Jaemin gets closer with his face tucked in the junction of Jeno's neck and shoulder.

Inhaling sharply, slowly regaining his composure, he finally pulls away from Jeno's warmth as he blinks furiously.

Although his crotch is still stinging, he doesn't focus on the pain anymore once he notices the sweat trickling down on Jeno's neck.

Looking up, he grins at the raven haired boy looking away with cheeks aflame. "You're cute like this too, pretty boy." He snickers.

"You're a nuisance, a pervert, a sadist– basically a complete bastard!" Finally snapping out of his daze, Jeno snaps at him and finds the strength to push him off.

Stumbling back, Jaemin's annoying grin doesn't falter. And that only angers Jeno even more– Jaemin knows it too.

Thus, Jeno doesn't say anything else before storming off. Leaving the pink haired boy snorting to himself, "should be more gentle, Jaemin." He inwardly says.

Shrugging off, he soon walks away as well, heading back to the tattoo studio with calm and light steps, hands in his pockets.

"Lee Jeno, you're really something."