MERRY CHRISTMAS MOONBUBBAS!!

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"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Renjun finally shrieks once they've locked themselves in an empty classroom in one of the school senior high buildings.

Jaemin doesn't flinch, trying to be as calm as possible until he can't take it anymore, until Renjun or Haechan cross the final line.

Speaking of the two boys, they're staring at Jaemin harshly. And as if looks could kill, there would be a debate on who would win.

Jaemin may look bored, but his eyes says it all.

Renjun has been quiet the whole walk whilst looking for a place to talk, clenching the hem of his shirt impatiently, couldn't wait to confront the blond haired boy.

Haechan is just the same, but he isn't really Jaemin's main concern right now. As he has said before, he finds the tanned male some sort of 'pet' of Renjun's.

Today is no different.

"Answer me, Jaemin!"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Jaemin says in a challenging tone, arms crossed as he raised a brow just to add some boldness.

Renjun furrows his eyebrows, creasing his once smooth forehead just a second ago. "What the fuck are you doing with Jeno?"

"Why do you care?" Jaemin replies, wanting this to be over with and get the hell out of here.

"Stop playing dumb and answer me properly, Jaemin! For fucks sakes, th–"

"I'm hanging out with him because I like him, that's all." Jaemin cuts him off in a stern voice, making sure his two best friends knew what type he meant by "like".

Fortunately for him, they did. Well, no shit they saw them kiss!

Renjun was appalled, quite frozen on the spot for a moment as Haechan did the talking for now. "Did you forget what we said? What Renjun has told us, what he kn–"

"He doesn't know shit." Jaemin grits his teeth, getting annoyed as each second passes by. He'd rather waste his time on something else, honestly.

"How are you so sure? He's been here the longest and has known Jeno before us." Haechan argues back.

"Just because he's been here before us doesn't mean he knows everything, just like everyone in this damn school, including us!" Jaemin exclaims.

Haechan scoffs, "stop it right now, Jaemin."

"Stop what? Telling straight up facts? Exposing you? Did I hurt your ego, Haechan?" Jaemin sneers, a sarcastic chuckle escapes his lips.

Haechan clenches his jaw, but before he could say anything, Renjun snaps out of his stupor and steps back in the argument.

"See what he's doing to you?!" He yells, even managing to make Haechan flinch a little beside him.

Jaemin raises a brow, letting him continue just before he could finally spill everything he's been bottling up about his frustration towards his two supposedly best friends standing before him.

"He's a bad influence, he's making you look and act like a jerk and he knows it! He does it all the time, it's what he does. I've warned you."

"I don't think I'm acting like a jerk," Jaemin comments with a flat look on his face. "But if we're talking about between us three, definitely not the most dickhead."

"What is wrong with you– this is another example of what he's done to you, Jaemin." Renjun groans in annoyance, "not only has he made you act like a jerk, but an idiot too."

His statement elicits a scoff right out of Jaemin, "if you really think it like that way, don't act all high and mighty when you're one of us too." He mutters.

"What the hell did you say?"

"Jaemin just stop it man, if it weren't for that dumb project, you'd be yourself and wouldn't be near him like this." Haechan butts in, eyebrows knitted together just like Renjun's.

The blond haired boy clicks his tongue, "yeah? If it weren't for the project, I wouldn't have been this close to him?"

"Yes! And none of this would've happened!"

"Then that's bullshit," Jaemin snaps almost instantly. "Because if it weren't for this, if it weren't for him, I would've been a puppet of yours."

Renjun blinks, "what?" He breathes out. Sharing a quick glance at Haechan beside him.

"You told me to stop acting, but I never was. You should stop acting, both of you." Jaemin says, glaring at them warningly.

Seeing his two friends looking a little puzzled on what he's on about, Jaemin rolls his eyes.

"Seems like the all mighty Huang Renjun doesn't know everything for once, or maybe he really hasn't since the beginning." Jaemin sarcastically says with a chuckle at the end.

"If it weren't for Jeno, I wouldn't have known that almost everyone here have masks on, have an image to put up with." He continues.

"Are you calling us fake?!" Haechan exclaims, taking great offense to that especially when Jaemin did nothing but smile sarcastically in response.

"You got it all wrong Jaemin, it isn't us but him–"

"It's the other way around." Jaemin cuts him off, glare turning harsher than earlier. "You two have been talking bad about him when he hasn't done anything."

"He has!" Haechan continues to protest, trying to make Jaemin realize how he's currently being controlled here. Unfortunately.

But the real question is, by whom?

Jeno or these two best friends of his?

"To everyone else, yeah, but to you guys, he barely interacts with you just because you push him away." Jaemin began to raise his voice.

"You don't know a thing!" Renjun steps forward, his face slowly turning into an angry red.

Chuckling sarcastically at his words, the blond haired boy shakes his head at him. "Says you! Hypocrite."

"Me?!"

"Obviously, who else?" Jaemin rolls his eyes once again. "You don't know a thing either, so you better shut your mouth Renjun before I–"

"H– oh, sorry I had my airpods on..." They all turn around to see a tall boy awkwardly standing by the doorway. "Sorry to interrupt, I didn't mean to..."

"How did you get in?" Haechan perks up, looking at him skeptically.

"I was asked to get some files here," the tall boy answers, then dangling a key between his fingertips to make it obvious.

Nodding off, Jaemin smiles at him forcefully, making it look a little too creepy. "That's okay, this conversation is over anyway."

And with that, Jaemin storms out the classroom, leaving his two friends equally as frustrated as he is– but there's another feeling circling around too.

The tall boy quietly gets the things he came here for and watches Renjun and Haechan soon leaving the room, shaking his head afterwards.