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"Baby don't cry, stan EXO, accept that from womb to tomb you'll always bottom. It's not a bad thing, you still shine like Pentagon post-E'Dawn-kicked-out and diamonds."

"VVS my diamonds, I don't need that shit to shine!" Jaemin snapped, then rapidly sang, "Iced out both my dicks now I can barely do my grind, I nutted a million and I'm still not satisfied--" 

"'Cause you need Jesus on the regular," Jeno intervened. "Go snort bibles on the regular."

"Satan's better, I strongly believe--"

It was Jeno's turn to rapidly sing, interrupting again, "You would not believe your pants if ten million fire ants lit up your crack as I fucked a Jeep."

Their mothers bidding them goodbye, Jaemin and Jeno set off to Chenle's apartment. Thankfully, transportation wasn't too long a process for a bus stop was near Jaemin's house and another close to the Zhongs' place. But both boys felt awkward being only with each other.

Chatting the whole time, their topics raised the public's curious eyebrows or narrowed sensitive eyes. They sounded like your average crackheads.

Yet their nerves were just detectable, in rapid micro jittering of the leg, or fiddling thumbs on turned off phones. Not wanting to make direct eye contact for too long, and maintaining consistent distance.

Soon enough, they were freed from their situation when they got to Chenle's apartment. His parents were away for a couple days so he had the house to himself and Jisung was staying over. The party wasn't like a club, instead, it was a chill scene with graduated teenagers talking or playing games.

Jaemin's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the raven-haired boy he'd been texting for the whole month, and he immediately walked over. Eyes narrowed, Jeno watched as the two hugged and when they released each other, kept their arms lingering on the other's shoulder as they talked.

Suddenly, Jisung punched Jeno's shoulder and the older doubled over, shocked. Not even apologetic, Jisung shook his head. "If that were Chenle, I'd fucking claim my wife and show that white kid who tops."

Grinning, Jeno straightened and stood next to the taller. "How's it with Chenle? Y'all so much cuter than Mark and Hyuck, by the way."

Jisung immediately flushed and broke out into a grin, mouth stretched wide in the purest expression. He looked like a little kid, cute and happy, the whole world shining in his eyes. "It's great! I've known him for so long so it feels like nothing's changed, but everything has 'cause I know I'm officially dating the literal sun — Hyuck's canceled and jobless 'cause Chenle is the real legend making the world uwu, he's just so cute and the type who makes anything better...."

Smiling faintly, Jeno observed the orange-haired while he ranted. He emitted happiness, full of life as he rambled on, and though some may see it as cheesy, Jeno thought it was adorably endearing.

Just like when he had first met Markhyuck, he wasn't at all bothered by how cliche and in love Jisung was. Instead, Jeno envied the couple and wished he could have a relationship like that, where you loved someone so much nothing else mattered. Where that love was so strong it radiated energy like the sun, light cracking through the darkest of situations.

He knew Jisung and Chenle would last long and strong, just like Markhyuck.

And he hoped he could have his own immensely strong relationship.

"Anyway," Jisung heaved a breath, fanning himself from how much he talked. "Get your wife. Markhyuck's always existed, Chensung is finally official, Salami girl has Renjun wrapped around her finger even though he denies how straight he is for her memeful ass — all that's left is you and Jaemin."

Jeno smirked and began walking away before he could hear Jisung's last sentence, "It's been obvious from the start y'all whipped for each other."

Meanwhile, Jaemin had been across the room of the main area from Jeno, leaning against the wall with his friend as they ranted to each other.

"Stop denying," the green-eyed stated, interrupting Jaemin's rant about Jeno. "It's obvious what's going on. You genuinely hated him last summer 'cause of old childish drama, but he was still attractive and he thought the same of you. You guys live together and pretend to hate each other, but deep down, you're friends and Jeno saves you from those dudes during the street fight. Renjun drama, you're sad, but Jeno helps you through it. Drama fizzles out as school starts, not much happens 'til Christmas, except for the prank war, 'cause school's a cockblocker."

Jaemin nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly with his friend's explanation so far.

"Winter break: Renjun drama makes a comeback 'cause he doesn't like Jeno anymore and you think you have a chance with Renjun. New Years: you and Jeno act cute, but school's ugly hoe ass is back and you start being all cringe for Renjun. Turns out he's dating Chenle, you're sad and again Jeno helps you. March or April is when you and Jeno become really really good friends, helping each other through thick and thin and being there for each other. Y'all even text outside the group chat and live civilly and continue being happy together."

Again, Jaemin dips his head and continues to listen.

"Bless Salami girl's ass 'cause she's the reason you kissed in May or June. You realize you might think of Jeno as more than just a friend, but you're kunfused 'cause you're a n00b so you ignore it. It's all normal again, you and Jeno tight friends until you meet me. Jeno gets jealous even though we're a strictly, legit, no-homo zone — unlike you and him, 'cause you kiss again after Chensung becomes official."

The pink-haired blushed at the memories and bit his lip. His foot tapped anxiously on the floor as the rant continued to the most important part, "Now you're evaluating your feelings. You obviously have no genuine hate or dislike for him, he's your closest friend at the least if you're not whipped for him — which you are."

Neither of them spoke, allowing Jaemin time to think when he saw Jeno leave Jisung and begin walking over. He quickly spluttered out loudly, "Uh-uhm-- I can't stan Momoland!"

Luckily, his friend caught on to changing the topic to avoid something awkward once Jeno arrived. Unluckily, the dark-haired was uncultured. "Twice's Momo has her own group? Or her own country-- oh!! The controversial girls! Are you salty 'cause Bbaam bbaam and Boom are the same songs or--"

"You--" Jaemin sighed, disappointed in how little information his friend retained when he forced him to watch every Kpop music video that mattered. "No. Buzzfeed exposed Yeonwoo and her favorite game is PUBG — what the fuck?"

"Damn," the other commented as Jeno got closer. "I needa unstan and stick with the Aussie dude from Aye Kids-- the one who didn't call me out for procrastinating."

"JYP is cultured in general," Jaemin agreed, heartbeat rising as Jeno continued coming closer — but at an agonizingly slow rate. "Mark from Hot7 got exposed for being the best gamer 'cause he plays 🅱ortnite."

"Doesn't he play PUBG too?"

"🅱ortnite rules out the PUBG sin so it's Gucci-- don't even get me started on Queen Jessi."

"Jessie J? Ari? And Nicki? Name a more powerful trio--"

"Me, Jaemin, and our love." At this point, Jeno had finally arrived. He stood beside Jaemin and wrapped his arm around the younger's waist, pulling him close. "Sorry sorry, stan Suju, gotta steal my boyfriend for a sec," he bluntly stated and turned them around, walking away from Jaemin's friend.

"More addicted to SM than moths to lamps, or Sehun to no lines, or Yehet to Sehun." What the pink-haired didn't say was that Jeno's possessiveness was hot. And then he registered what exactly Jeno's possessive self had said. In bewilderment, he turned his head to look at the older and splutter, "Hol' up, 'Boyfriend'?! When did that become legal?!?"

"You're mine, remember?" Jeno's tone was deep and flirtatious, but his eye smile shone innocently on his face. His duality was something Jaemin would never be able to understand. "I prefer you being with me instead of your little friend."

Jaemin smirked as they entered the hallway where only a few people were casually hanging out. No one was making out or being horny but that would probably change soon.

The younger pushed Jeno against a wall, trapping him while his waist still had Jeno's arm around it. "He's not very little if you ask me."

Instantly, the brunette's eye smile turned back to his original smirk, and he snorted, "You haven't seen me yet."

While Jaemin laughed, the air shifted from light and joking to suffocating. Like when they were on transit, they seemed normal to any casual observer and were secretly spazzing out on the inside. Emotion and thought whirled in both of them, a catastrophic overload of feeling. There was so much behind their light chatter, so much to say, but neither had an idea of how to phrase it. They could barely even define what they felt or thought.

Jaemin decided to break their locked bubble by softly pressing his lips to Jeno's cheek. The older's eyes and mouth widened and he would've fallen over if Jaemin wasn't holding him against the wall. Smirking at the effect he had, the younger walked away, leaving Jeno standing there.

The brunette wrinkled his brows and ruffled his hair, frustrated.

What was Jaemin doing to him?

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