Straight [Nomin]

7

When Jaemin slowly got to the bleachers, he did not expect to see Yeeun standing with two other guys.

Jeno wasn't anywhere to be seen either.

"Ah Jaemin right?" Yeeun raised a brow with a smile laced with something he couldnt place.

"Right..." Jaemin nodded but didn't take a step closer to her.

"Ok let's get straight to the point," Her smile dropped as she crossed her arms over her chest. "This is Eunwoo and Wonho."

Jaemin recognized them well swallowing harshly at their glaring faces. They were on the wrestling team and were boxers outside of school.

"I know about your little crush Jaeminnie," Yeeun walked forward and grabbed his chin tightly.

"I d-don't know what you're talking abou," Jaemin glared and ripped his chin out of her hands.

Mistake.

Yeeun laughed before snapping one of her fingers.

Jaemin's eyes widened when Wonho stepped forward with a smirk on his face.

Jaemin backed up quickly and turned to run but Wonho was already on him. He yelped when Wonho twisted his arm around his back brought him to the ground.

"Don't play dumb with me," Yeeun yelled at him and smiled when Wonho pushed Jaemin's cheek further into the metal below them. The little lines it it digging into his skin.

"P-please leave me alone," Jaemin huffed and tried to get away but Wonho yanked his arm up and slammed him down again. "Ah! What do you want from me?!"

Yeeun bent down in front of him before speaking. "You are going to stay away from Jeno."

Jaemin's eyes widened before he scoffed. His sexuality already separated him from Jeno enough, he wasn't going to let this girl separate him from their friendship.

"Fuck off," Jaemin spat and brought his free elbow up as hard as he could and elbowed Wonho in the face.

He got up when the pressure was taken off him and he started to run towards the stairs of the bleachers.

"Eunwoo!" He heard Yeeun screech. He turned his head around to see where Eunwoo was but he didnt see him.

He turned back around and it was too late to stop. Eunwoo stuck his foot out and Jaemin plummeted down the metal staircase, his hand slammed into the concrete walkway and his knuckles felt like fire.

He tried to catch his breath but the pain soaring threw him was too much for him to focus on getting up.

He yelled when he was ripped up by the hair by Eunwoo and was looking at Yeeun.

"Try that again," She smirked and stepped on his injured hand, elicing a cry from Jaemin. "I dare you."

Eunwoo laughed and pulled his head back harder, almost ripping Jaemins hair out.

Jaemin reached one hand up to latch onto Eunwoo's wrist, desperately trying to pull it away.

"Now that I've got your attention," Yeeun caressed his face before slapping him hard on the cheek. "You will stay away from Jeno. He isn't fucking gay and he doesn't want you and he never will. He wants me. A beautiful girl with a lot more to offer. If you or your friends try to turn him against my wishes then I will make sure you pay for it."

"Jeno...isn't horrible like you-" Jaemin's hitched breath came out. "He won't put up with t-this."

"Hmm," Yeeun smiled further taking her nails and digging them into the injured knuckles Jaemin was sporting. "I dont care what you think. You are inferior to us both. You don't have a say in a straight boys life especially not Lee Jeno. I dont even know how he likes you. You are pathetic."

Jaemin felt his neck starting to strain harshly from the hold and tears welled up in his eyes.

He felt like he was breaking.

"...please leave me alone..." Jaemin's voice was hushed, all the pain clouding his mind.

Yeeun chuckled before standing up and pointing to Eunwoo.

"AH!" Jaemin cried out as Eunwoo dropped his knee into Jaemin's already previously injured spine.

"You come near Jeno or give him any negativity about me then I will set Eunwoo and Wonho on your ass every day. Until you break and you can't even get up anymore," Yeeun spat in his face, her saliva hitting him in the eye. "And if you still don't listen...I can set them onto those other bitches you sit with."

Jaemin felt his heart pounding in guilt and anxiety.

Not Donghyuck and Chenle.

They couldn't be subject to this because of him.

"Ooo that spark a nerve?" Yeeun saw the urgency surge into Jaemin's eyes. She pressed the toe of her shoe into his adam's apple and pushed. He felt like he was going to choke.

"Please don't hurt them," Jaemin felt like he was going to pass out from lack of oxygen.

"Then you will be a good bitch and do as I say," She snapped at him and pushed her foot against his chest. His back arching even further along with Eunwoo's knee in his back.

He really might snap in half.

"Ok ok please stop!" Jaemin had tears streaming down his face in pain as Yeeun smiled and signaled to Eunwoo for something.

Jaemin felt a hand in his back pocket and Eunwoo handed Yeeun his phone.

"Open it," She said while putting it near his face, face recognition opening it for her. 

He watched with blurry vision as she did something on his phone before she threw it down on the concrete. The screen smashing into a million pieces.

"You better do as I fucking said," She signaled to Eunwoo to let him go. "Or else, you and your little friends will pay for it."

Jaemin was released and he flopped forward. Gasps and hallow heaves leaving his mouth as he stayed on the ground with tears leaking out of his eyes. His face laying next to his broken phone. He couldnt focus on anything other than the pain in his back and fingers.

All this pain only to be kept away from Jeno Lee.

Jaemin cried harder on the concrete as it started to rain.

He was forced to let his happiness go.