Jaemin turned his head as the door opened, Jisung poking his head in. He immediately turned his music down.
"Hyung, where's the pork belly?" Jisung asked.
"It's in the fridge. I already cooked it for you." Jaemin told him. Jisung nodded his head, closing the door to Jaemin's room.
Jaemin turned back to his work, about to turn his music back up when he heard Chenle's voice from the kitchen.
"Park Jisung, I swear there is no pork belly in this fridge." Chenle called out, concerning Jaemin.
Kids these days.
He let out an annoyed huff before getting out of his seat, making his way out of his room.
Chenle was searching the fridge while Jisung was opening random cabinets, the two of them looking for the pork belly. Jaemin cleared his throat, making them turn their heads towards them.
Jaemin waved his hand and Chenle stepped away from the fridge, letting Jaemin take a look.
"I swear if I find it." Jaemin mumbled as he took Chenle's spot.
To his horror, the pork belly was indeed missing.
Jaemin's first instinct was to check the drying rack and sure enough, the bowl that once contained the pork belly he had made for Jisung was there.
Renjun just came home with Chenle and Jisung so this can only mean one thing.
Jaemin hands clenched in fists, his blood already beginning to boil.
"It's okay, I'll just eat ramen." Jisung said but Jaemin didn't register any of it.
Jaemin didn't even hesitate to barge into Renjun and Zhilan's room, making both their heads turn. Jaemin's eyes were only on the girl.
"You insult me? Fine. You smoke in my house? I'll tolerate it. You make a big mess and leave it for me to clean? Whatever. But you eat the precious food that I saved for our baby Jisung?" Jaemin had to take a deep breath. "Not okay."
"Jaemin, what happened?" Renjun asked, evidently worried for the two of them.
"She ate the pork belly that I bought and cooked for Jisung." Jaemin said, pointing at Zhilan.
Instead of being scared though, Zhilan rolled her eyes, only making Jaemin more angry. "It was in the fridge and I was hungry. It's no big deal."
"Yeah, for you! But do you ever care about others?" Jaemin paused. "I don't think so."
"Yah watch it." Zhilan warned but Jaemin was fuming.
"You're literally the worst human being I've ever met. You don't seem to care about anyone but yourself. Did it ever occur to you when you smoke, Jeno gets triggered because he used to have the addiction too? Or that Jisung is scared of you because you come home covered in blood? Or the fact that Chenle gets excited because he can speak Chinese to you but you ignore him?"
"Jaemin." Renjun said as Zhilan began looking away but Jaemin couldn't help it. He had to continue.
"Not to mention how inconsiderate you are of others. Haechan's skill was being able to tell when money was missing but you took that. And Ayeon and Soojung are only nice to you because you're a female but I bet you piss them off too. You're lucky that Renjun cares about you so much so I haven't said a word to you until now but how do you live like this? No wonder you're single, I couldn't imagine anyone being with someone like you!"
"Jaemin enough!" Renjun yelled, raising his voice. It wasn't until then that Jaemin realized that tears were flowing down Zhilan's face, the first time that Jaemin had ever saw the girl cry.
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The Rules | JAEMIN
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