There's a lot of made up names for random characters or people. Just saying.
So don't be too confused and concerned on who the fuck those people are.
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Jaemin stops in his steps and sighs, "hey," he calls out. But the two boys were too busy making out, they couldn't hear him. Or maybe they did and they just decided to ignore him.
Groaning, he tries again. "Hey!" He raised his voice a little, getting impatient.
Jaemin's not one to rush things a lot, he can be very patient if he wants to, but he has class. He doesn't have time to wait for these two morons to finish their make out session just to get his textbook.
One of them pulled away to glare at him, and that's when Jaemin realized it's those two boys who were flirting in class.
"What?" The guy snaps, his attention away from the other boy who was caged between his arms and not to mention, against Jaemin's locker.
The brunet was panting and trying to wipe of the saliva away from his mouth as discreetly as he can while his... Partner, or whoever that guy is to him, is glaring at Jaemin.
"That's my locker." Jaemin curtly points out, sending a bored look to the triggered guy.
"So?" Said guy snaps again, clearly not giving any shits on what Jaemin's small problem is that includes him.
Well sucks on him because Jaemin doesn't give a shit about them either, however, he really just wants to grab his textbook and leave so he wouldn't be late for his next class.
Rolling his eyes, Jaemin shrugs and grips onto one of his backpack straps. "Look man, I just need to get my textbook and you two can go back to making out or whatever." He calmly said.
"Did you just talk back to me?" The guy furrowed his eyebrows together while he huffs angrily at him.
Jaemin wasn't surprised by the sudden reaction, he's seen many people like this dude around school. He's very unamused yet impatient right now.
He was about to come up with a calm reply, but the brunet boy that was caged between the angry guy's arms spoke up first.
"Babe, it's okay. We can continue, alright? Just let him grab his textbook so he can leave us alone." He calmly said to the guy, running his hands on the boy's biceps to calm him down. If that was possible.
Huffing, the guy turns to glare at him this time. "You're siding with him?" He now starts to argue to the brunet boy.
The boy widens his eyes, "what? Baby, you know-"
"I asked you to meet me here so I could get something in return for letting you borrow my pen. And now you're siding with this asshole?" The guy rants.
"I've been nothing but calm to you, bro. I'm just kindly telling you to move away so I could grab my textbook, what else do you want to waste more of my time?" Jaemin interrupts.
The guy scowls and was ready to pick up a fight with him, but the brunet boy with him halts his next move by taking a tight hold of his shirt.
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Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen
أدب الهواةHe's sickeningly sweet, shameless, mischievous, and most of all, he's Toxic. his eyes, his lips, his smile, his face, his aura, his body, his voice, his Everything. Top: Jaemin Bottom: Jeno All Credits goes to me: bbyjenomnom PLEASE DO NOT PLAGIARIZ...