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twelve

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song recommendation: serendipity - bts

▬▬ι Jaemin's POV ι▬▬

Jeno had cried himself to sleep in my arms after sharing his traumatic experience with me. I had no idea how hard his life was, yet I'm standing here pitying myself. It was my fault that Jeno's father acted out. It's my fault that Jeno is blind.

My heart twists and aches as I carefully pry Jeno's arms off of me and sneakily leave his room. By now, the sun is setting, illuminating the long hallway with orange light. Gasping softly, I notice something that I didn't see before. The paintings lining the hallway are glistening in the sunlight. Small patches of tape, reflecting light. Jeno's mother must've tried to repair the paintings after his father's outburst. My heart wrenches at the sight.

"Jaemin?" Jeno's soft, sad voice rings out through the empty hallway. "Jaemin, are you still there?" I don't answer. I can't answer. It's my fault. Jeno sighs heavily, slumping against the hallway wall. He puts his head in his hands.

I gulp down my guilt, storming back down the hallway to confront Jeno. "Yes. I'm still here, Jeno." Squatting down in front of him, I find confidence that I didn't have before. "I'll always be here for you, whether you like it or not." My hands find their way to his face, cupping his cute, red cheeks.

It might be my fault that Jeno is blind, but that isn't going to stop me from trying to bring back his old personality. I want to see the Jeno that would smile so brightly, his eyes would crinkle and the sun would be jealous. I want to see him happy again.

"Jaemin, I-"

"No, hear me out first." Jeno nods, "I don't like seeing you sad, Jeno. I hate seeing you despise yourself so much. You're dad may think you're not good enough but I think you're the greatest. I've always admired you, Jeno."

"Jaemin, I don't want to talk about art anymore."

"I'm not talking about art, Jeno. I'm talking about you."

"Jaemin, please-"

"I've always admired you, Jeno. Not the art, but the artist." His silence is deafening. His face hot under my hands. "You have no idea how long I have waited for you."

"I don't know what you mean... you're confusing me."

"I like you Jeno. I always have and I always will."

A/N

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