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• title , pairing : neck tie | na jaemin x fem!reader
• description : when he ask you to put his necktie, so you did. but the thing is you don't know if you're doing it right.
• genre : fluff
• note : might be cheesey, classmate!jaemin, costume for school project purposes.
• word count : 393
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You stood by the female dressing room door, watching your co-members busily fix their own costumes.
Just silent, anticipating for them to finish– and for the reason if ever anyone asked for your help. You can immediately lend a helping hand since your clothes appearance seems fine already.
Then you gaze around for minutes before deciding to step out for a bit, just to see Jaemin– one of your classmate struggle with his suit.
Slowly, you walk beside him, hesitantly asking if anything is wrong. “Wassup? You need help?”
He glance at you, still immersed in wearing his neck tie without any words leaving his mouth, but also bothered– feeling your eyes watching him in anticipation.
“Yeah uhm–” he cleared his throat, untangling the piece of cloth from his neck and handing it out.
“You want me to tie it for you?” you pursed your lip, meeting his gazes while giving you a vigor nod.
He watch you stood right in front of him, wrapping around the tie around his neck– hand brushing his broad shoulder when you tuck the material under his collar.
You suddenly felt anxious, feeling his gaze on your face, while you just smile tremendously, pretending you know what you're doing when tying his necktie.
As you were immerse into it, you didn't realize some already watch the both of you. You gaze around then look at Jaemin the same time he looked at you, orbs are meeting in split of seconds before breaking the agonizing awkward contact.
You brush your hand on his chest one last time, clearing your throat before timidly smiling. “All done.”
“Oh- ahh.. Thank you.” Jaemin nod, straightening his suit before turning around.
You huff, chunk of air blowing from you, breathing deeply.
“Me too. Put my tie.” one of your clostest guy friend exclaimed handling his neck tie out while you gladly accept it with okay emitting your mouth. “You look flustered by the way.” He coo, chuckling irritatingly.
“Shut up!” you half yelled, smacking his shoulder. “Stay still bitch.”
