"But I'm still not understanding, it was a milkshake for fuck's sake, how did it crack a window?" Renjun hadn't let go of the topic for a few minutes now and it was making Yangyang a bit curious too. "You know what, that's actually right. I'll ask Jisung about it later and get back to you. Just put your number in my phone so I can text you later." He handed him his phone in which Renjun saved his contact.
"How long until we get there?"
"Four business days, depending on how long Donghyuck takes to fuck his pink tiger dildo, it ranges."
"I hope that's a joke."
"I hope so too."
Renjun looked out the tinted window of the van again. It wasn't snowing or raining or anything. It was just your typical, slightly cold Thursday evening and the streets were slowly getting deserted as the sun went down. Three minutes to 8 o'clock, he checked his phone again. No texts either. He hadn't blocked Jeno or Jaemin, and he was hoping that they hadn't blocked him either, even if he wouldn't admit it. "You still haven't told me who you're working for."
"I work for the people you're thinking about right now. Don't bother lying Renjun, I can see you smiling to yourself when you look at your wallpaper that is questionably Jeno and Jaemin snoring on top of each other."
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"No, those flowers don't look sexy, bring me tulips instead!" Jaemin was yelling. Sungchan was running around with bouquets. Jeno was hitting his hand against the wall in the beat of a nursery rhyme, 'Dino ABC'. Donghyuck was yelling at Shotaro. Xiaojun was rocking back and forth in his chair, trying to comprehend whatever was going on around him.
"WAIT! I have a headache!" Jaemin yelled, resulting in the noisy room falling silent. "Look, I know you guys are pretty stressed out already, but me and Shotaro have to leave soon and this is the last bouquet I have that Jaemin hasn't rejected yet." Sungchan walked back into the room with a bouquet of yellow tulips. "This is the best I can do for you today." He put the bouquet on Jaemin's desk and gave him and Jeno a nod before dragging his boyfriend out of the room.
"Look, this room is a little too fruity, even for me. You want to marry a murderer, don't drag me into it. I'm going to go now. Have fun with Sangwoo." Donghyuck sighed and gave his friends finger guns before leaving the room.
"Renjun isn't exactly like Sangwoo is he?"
"Similar but not close, Jaemin."
Xiaojun left a napkin on the table and stood near the doorway. "If he attacks you, try and get some blood on the napkin so we know. I'll check back here in two hours." He walked out of the room.
Jaemin looked at his boyfriend. "What are we even doing, Jeno?"
"An attempted loveshot to Renjun's heart."
"BY EXO!" They heard a yell from the corridor. "DONGHYUCK SHUT UP, YOU'RE EMBARRASSING US!." Another yell.
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tiny | norenmin
Fanfictionsoft boy, soft boy, and another soft boy. renjun loved the idea of it, but he couldn't risk worsening his injuries, no? -𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶- 2020 - yutaney_spears© [unedited]