Jeno woke up gasping for air as he began to tremble, his eyes started to sting as tears ran down his cheeks. All of it kept going, non stop, even after a few minutes later.

He couldn't even go back to laying down, couldn't dare to close his eyes as his breathing was still unstable.

Too wary of his surroundings, he knows he shouldn't be this scared. But it still feels like he's back in time again, back where he was still... Him. In a bad way.

Back when he was still in highschool, where he didn't have anyone until Renjun, then Donghyuck and then Jaemin.

He gets nightmares, it's not that bad and terrifying but... It's still a nightmare.

Where it consists of those people he loves hurting him, leaving him or worse, hating him.

Usually, he gets nightmares about his stepmother again, or Donghyuck betraying him going back to his mother, or Renjun dying, or Xiaojun hurting him.

But this time, it was about Jaemin. He dreamt about the elder cheating on him again, and doing the worse things at him because he was pathetic.

The dream felt real, they were in the school hallways. Jaemin was hugging him by the waist while his hands were on the elder's broad chest. Both of them were smiling.

That is until, after one kiss on the lips, Jaemin pulled away with a scowl. In his dream, Jeno genuinely asked, "what's wrong?" Tilting his head to the side.

His simple question earned him a painful grip from Jaemin, the elder's fingernails digging through his skin.

"Jaem?"

After a minute of Jeno trying to wriggle his way out of the painful hold, Jaemin then scoffed and smirked mischievously. "You think I actually love you, Jeno?" He sneered.

"W-we're dating, y-you asked me–"

"It's called fooling around and playing with your feelings," nightmare Jaemin interrupted with a grin. "I don't actually love you, Jeno. I just dated you to have fun and get my Hana back." He stated.

"W-huh?"

With a blink of an eye, nightmare Jaemin teleported away from Jeno, setting the younger free from the painful hold.

However, he's still holding someone, this time a more gentle and loving hold, almost protectively. But it's not Jeno.

"Missed me?" The familiar girl grinned at Jeno, the same type of grin she used to give whenever she accomplished something.

"H-hana?" Jeno stammered confused and– almost scared. His gaze fell on Jaemin's arm wrapped around Hana's waist, like he used to do to both of them. "Wh– h-how?"

"Let me get this through your head, Jaemin doesn't love you Jeno, he loves me and only me. He will never love you, and you're only a toy, a dumb fucking toy." Hana stated sternly.

Jaemin hums in agreement as Hana glared at Jeno intently, "so give up." She scoffed and turns her head to face Jaemin.

Before Jeno could even process what was happening, Hana and Jaemin were kissing, they were so intimate like they were before Jeno was in the picture.

Jeno looks at his arms and sees his wrists attached to threads of string, he glances at his feet and saw they were the same. In fact, he looked like a puppet now.

He then looks back at Jaemin and saw the boy holding the marionette before he raises it up in the air and moves it as Jeno's limbs followed the movement. With no control of himself.

The couple stopped kissing and that's when Jaemin grins at Jeno, "you're only my toy. I don't love you."

Those harsh words echoed through the hallways like speakers, Jeno didn't have the privilege to cover his ears. He could only listen and stared at the couple with tearful eyes.

Hana then raised a gun and points it at him, the trigger was pulled and a bang was heard. It was then Jeno woke up from his nightmare.

Hana did accomplished something in that nightmare and as well as in real life before, she got Jaemin all to herself.

Without thinking properly, and afraid to go back to sleep and getting another nightmare, Jeno tried to contact his friends.

After a few minutes, a knock on the door was heard and Jeno stood up to answer it, bringing his blanket along with him.

A second he opens the door, the guest bursts in widening the opened door even more as it banged against the wall.

"Are you okay? Holy shit–" said guest asked worriedly and then closes back the door with anoher bang. The loud sound made Jeno flinched in the person's arms.

"I'm fine, Nana." Jeno whispered still shaking a little and grips onto Jaemin's jacket.

The blond calms himself down and nodded, "let's get you some water," he mumbled and didn't even let Jeno walk another step.

Instead, he carried the red haired boy bridal style in his arms as they head to the kitchen with Jeno clinging onto him as a habit.

"Drink up, but do it slowly." Jaemin said handing out a glass of water towards the younger.

He smiled softly and brushed Jeno's hair gently, loving the way it was messy yet it still made Jeno look pretty.

The red haired boy finishes up his glass of water with a hiccup and places it down on the counter beside him, "I told you to drink slowly," Jaemin scolded.

"'M sorry." Jeno mumbled clutching onto his soft blanket while Jaemin only sighed and wrapped his arms around him before pecking his head lovingly.

"What's the matter? Do you want to talk about your dream?"

"Nightmare," Jeno couldn't help but blurt out the correction, he smiled sheepishly and pursed his lips. "It was a nightmare."

"Then care to tell me? I'm not leaving you either way." Jaemin's words made the red haired boy blush with his stomach feeling all fluttery again.

So he did, he told and explained to Jaemin what his nightmare was, how he pathetically got scared and how he feels overwhelmed by it.

After he finished his mini story, Jaemin cups his cheeks and squished them with a stern look, "Lee Jeno, that nightmare is obviously against us. Don't let it get through us." He said.

He then ran his thumb over Jeno's beauty mark (which he likes to preferably call it because face it, Jeno's mole is beautiful) under his eye.

"Because I love you, Jeno. And only you, whatever happened and will happen, I always love you. So don't get that shit ass nightmare ruin both of us." Jaemin continues.

Jeno smiled softly and leans into the elder's hands, like a cat being loved. "I love you too, Nana." He whispered shyly.

Jaemin grins and pecks his lips, "what else do you need, my pretty boy?" He said teasingly.

The red haired chuckled, "I was gonna ask for you to stay and sleep with me..." He shyly admits.

"Oh?"

"But Jieun–"

"Jieun is at my mom's house a couple blocks away," Jaemin said as Jeno raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't ask, my mom invited us over." He rolled his eyes.

Jeno laughed and nodded, "so... Can you stay with me?" He asked looking up at the elder through his long lashes.

The blond grinned widely carrying him back in his arms again, ignoring the yelp from Jeno. "Don't call Donghyuck." He said sarcastically.

Jeno giggled landing on the bed as he rested his head on Jaemin's chest after the blond took his jacket off and adjusted their position.

"The others are coming over in the morning, they always do, it's kind of our routine. Either way we'll get caught like some paparazzi that got in my apartment." The red haired boy mumbled.

The blond huffed and tightening his grip around Jeno's small body, "both of them are the worse." He muttered only earning a stifled giggle.