Eight Shots of Espresso | Na Jaemin

Chapter 6

It was almost 6:00 PM when you and the group decided to go home. You were quiet the whole time and you were thankful that nobody noticed it because Haechan did a good job filling in the conversation.

Or so you thought.

Jaemin had been stealing glances at you the whole time, he was an expert at it and you didn't catch him, not even once. He knew that something was bothering you. It was obvious that your mind was wandering somewhere, you had been staring at his empty cup the whole time while heaving a deep sigh.

He wanted to know what's on your mind but it would forever remain a mystery to him because he didn't have the guts to ask you. And why would he? After all, you're a stranger to him.

You left the cafe and everyone bid each other goodbye. Jisung was right, Chenle did own a Tesla and you're sure that cost a lot of fortune, probably more than enough to cover your tuition and other fees for four semesters.

"(Name), don't forget our meeting on Saturday. Don't be late, okay?" Chenle reminded you.

"That's right! The president hates latecomers, so I'll be sleeping in his house," Jisung said.

"Who said you're allowed to have a sleepover? I'm gonna beat your ass if you're late," he told Jisung before turning to all of you. "Bye guys! Doyoung hyung, I'll transfer my payment to your account later."

Doyoung didn't have a time to reply when the expensive car sped away, leaving the seven of you.

Mark, Haechan, and Renjun happened to live in the same neighborhood so they all walked together to the train station. All that's left now was you, Doyoung, Jaemin and Jeno. A cold gust of wind blew past and you shivered under the thin fabric of your clothes. You didn't expect to be outside at this hour so you didn't bring your jacket.

Doyoung noticed it, but he wasn't the only one who did. Jaemin had been staring at you like a hawk, and Jeno was stiffling a laughter.

His best friend was willing to move to the furthest part of the globe just to stay away from you and yet he was quick to notice everything about you.

"Are you cold?" Doyoung asked.

"It's okay," you said. "I live nearby so—"

Someone gently put a jacket over you. It was a rather rash gesture but his hands were light. Jaemin stood between you and Doyoung, his eyes glued on you as he fixed the jacket to cover your neck and arms.

That was the first time Jaemin approached you.

Jaemin wasn't sure if it was because of the caffeine that made him act out of character. Or maybe it was his instincts to protect you kicking in.

"I'll drive you home. It's warm in my car, being out in the cold for too long will make you sick," he said in his deep voice.

"What about me?" Doyoung asked.

Jaemin clicked his tongue, the effects of coffee wearing out. He no longer had the upbeat attitude earlier which he mostly spent annoying Jisung. "I'll give you a ride, for the treat earlier." It was against his will, but you were looking.

The four of you walked together to his car. Your jaw dropped when you saw a shiny black car parked near the sidewalk. Your knowledge about cars was limited, but you knew it's expensive when you see one. His car definitely belonged to a million dollar brand you see on magazines. You had no idea that Jaemin was filthy rich. You used to feel bad when you ask him to buy you marshmallows before, but now, he could buy the whole factory.

"What are you looking at? The door will not automatically open for you," Jaemin said and that's when you gathered your wits. Beside you, Doyoung was shocked himself. Jaemin sat on the driver's seat, Jeno filling the seat beside him. You and Doyoung sat together on the backseat, admiring the car's interior.