"What are we doing walking around town?" Jeno furrows his eyebrows, looking at his surroundings. "On a Saturday too." He adds.

Jaemin beside him chuckles in amusement, "well, I texted you asking where you wanted to go..." Trailing off with a silly smile etched on his face.

Jeno huffs in annoyance, "for my own safety purposes," he emphasizes although in a mutter. "You could kidnap me for all I know."

The pink haired boy glances at him and grins sinisterly, "with a pretty face like yours, I'm starting to consider it."

Immediately hearing that, Jeno snaps his head to look at him fully, eyes blown wide full of shock and fear in those dark brown orbs.

His mouth opens and closes like a fish, no words come out properly as he froze on his spot. And honestly, Jaemin feels bad now.

"I was joking," he softens up, also halting on his steps to face a shellshocked Jeno.

"Seriously, I wouldn't do that to you, come on now..." A chuckle escapes his lips to hopefully lighten up the mood and look more friendly than his little sinister-like acting a moment ago.

Jeno gulps and takes a moment to regain his senses, sighing deeply as he groans in annoyance. Smacking Jaemin's bicep before walking off first.

"Don't joke about things like that." He grumbles when he passes the elder boy's shoulder.

Jaemin blinks and chases up to him, lips twitching to form a small teasing smile, "why? Scared to fall in love with a bad guy?" He lilts.

Jeno clicks his tongue, "one of the many reasons, yes. But as if that would ever happen."

The pink haired boy snorts, amused by his determined retort. "I don't know for sure, but there's movies and books that have a plot like that, pretty boy."

"Like I said, it would never happen, to me at least."

"You seem pretty sure of yourself, darling." Jaemin comments, trying to match Jeno's heavy steps knowing that the younger boy doesn't even know where they're supposed to go.

Jeno pauses and grits his teeth, taking a break on their walk once again. "One, don't call me that, and two, yes I am pretty sure of myself because I just know it."

"Mind telling me why?"

"I don't fancy boys like you, Na Jaemin." Jeno harshly glares at him.

Raising a brow, Jaemin takes a step closer to Jeno's personal bubble, the action somewhat intimidating for the said boy.

"Really?" He lowers his voice, "tell me what kind of boy am I then, sweetheart." Challenging the younger boy.

Due to his slowly intimidating aura, Jeno doesn't say anything for a while and just swallows nervously. Racking his brain to come up with something.

But he couldn't really think of a certain one, even if he does have it, he wouldn't say it.

Because it's not just towards Jaemin, but his friends too.

Despite them not giving a fuck about it either way, Jeno still has his morals.

"A muffinhead."

Jaemin blinks a few times, not expecting that response as he tries to not laugh at the younger boy who seems to be deadass right now.

"A what?"

"A flirt who... Spends the night with people and stuff like that." Jeno stammers, unsure of where he's going with his own words.

"Ahh~" Jaemin drawls as he then guesses, "you think I'm a fuckboy or some shit like that?"

Jeno nods instantly with his lips pursed tightly. Despite the harsh glare he's giving the tattoo artist, Jaemin low-key finds him so cute.

"Is that why you really believed I would kidnap you at any point?" He earns another nod from the question, Jaemin bites his lower lip, fighting the urge to coo.

"In broad daylight-"

"I don't doubt you would do something like that."

"You really think lowly of me, doll. It's sad," Jaemin exaggerates as he pouts in return.

Jeno grimaces in disgust, pushing him away by the chest as he crosses his arms. "Can you stop whatever you're doing? I thought you were supposed to help me with my project."

The pink haired boy continues to pout, "doesn't mean I can't have fun with you." Wiggling his eyebrows to annoy Jeno even more.

No doubt it worked, Jeno makes a noise that was obviously out of annoyance and disgust. Hands clenching into fists.

"You are such a perv!" He shrieks, stomping his foot on the cracked sidewalk as he scowls at the elder boy.

"I'm going home!" His sudden announcement has Jaemin panicking a little and quickly snatches Jeno's wrist.

The raven haired boy squeals and tries to pull away, but Jaemin has a tight grip around him until he's pulling him closer, their chests almost touching.

"Hey, calm down. I'll quit with the jokes-"

"Unnecessary, vulgar and immature jokes!" Jeno cuts him off, correcting him at that.

"Whatever you refer to them as, I'll quit it, just... Don't go." Jaemin breathlessly says with a tiny smile.

The raven haired boy snorts, "for you to harass me even more? Heck no!" Managing to pull away just in time whilst the tattoo artist was quite distracted with his running thoughts.

Seeing the younger boy storm off, Jaemin was quick on his feet and races up to him. "Hey! Wait up!" He calls out, but Jeno ignores him.

Sighing, he continues to chase up to him and fastens his pace. In a blink of an eye, he's in front of Jeno again with his hands gripping his shoulders to gain his attention.

"What do you want?!" Jaemin cringes when Jeno yells at him.

"Look, before you go home if that's what you really want to do, let me at least buy you something... Food maybe? Gifts?" He offers.

"I don't need anything!"

"You could be just hangry, hungry and angry." Jaemin shrugs his shoulders in nonchalance.

But when Jeno does nothing but tries to remove Jaemin's hands off him, the pink haired boy shuffles to block his way by stepping closer.

Squeaking, Jeno stares at him from the close distance before backing up. "I said I'm going home." He mumbles, a little flustered.

Ignoring the blush creeping up to the younger boy's face for now, Jaemin nods in understanding. "Let me walk you home at least if you really don't want me to treat you with something."

Pondering in thought, Jeno really wants to refuse and do what he normally does. But then again, there's that particular reason as to why he shouldn't.

Biting his inner cheek, he huffs with his shoulders moving along. "Fine," he mumbles that has Jaemin beaming. "Just don't say or do anything weird."

"I'll take it!" Jaemin grins, taking Jeno's hand in his, completely forgetting if not, ignoring what the latter had just said a second ago.

I want to prove to you that I'm not a bad guy, Jeno. Would you consider that?

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Tbh, idk where I was going with this chapter- sorry you have to suffer with a messed up plot.

Jeno has conflicted thoughts if you're confused- don't worry, he's just as worse.

Just see it as Jaemin's character in "Toxic" :)