Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen

𖤈 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚-𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆: 𝑫𝒆𝒋𝒂 𝑽𝒖

"I can't come over tonight and play with you guys," Jaemin says through the phone as he buttons up his black jeans.

Although they're not in a face time call, he can still feel Renjun raising a brow at him as Haechan probably looks quite intrigued.

"And why's that?" Renjun was the one who asked, holding himself back from snatching Haechan's phone away from its owner.

"Because, my dad is making me study for the night after he saw my quiz score in Literature." Jaemin comes up with no hesitation.

Thanks to the several minutes of planning this out.

His parents were no problem, they're off to work for the night - coincidentally.

His only obstacle is his friends, of course.

He loves them, no doubt. But right now, in this situation, he has a gut feeling that he shouldn't truthfully tell them on what he's up to.

Hell, even he himself doesn't know why the fuck he's doing this knowing he's literally entering the toxic zone and will surely face a lot of consequences and obstacles.

But he doesn't think of those right now, he has one thing in mind; secretly go to that party and find Lee Jeno - for an unknown reason.

"Damn, you really got a low score on that?" Jaemin mumbles a quick reply as he hears Haechan humming, "makes sense. I thought you were kidding at first." A chuckle escapes his lips.

Jaemin breathlessly laughs along to be more convincing than he already is. "Yeah, my dad was a bit disappointed while my mom tried to encourage me."

"Well, good luck on your studies then. I'll take care of Renjun over here." Haechan says as if it was a promise.

"It's the other way around, Hae." The elder boy deadpans as Jaemin can already imagine him having that usual look on his face whenever he's done with Haechan's antics.

He hears Haechan grumble in reply, "in the game, moron." To which he quietly snickers at.

Jaemin clears his throat once he feels like he's finished getting ready, walking over to the full body length mirror as he quickly ends the call with a "goodbye, have fun."

Looking at the mirror in front of him, he checks himself out and thinks his outfit is good enough.

It's nothing special actually, he's wearing all black, making his blond hair stand out even more - almost looking like it's glowing in the night.

He then stares at his said blond hair, pursing his lips before quickly reaching out to grab the hair gel on his wardrobe.

After styling it a few times until he settles with the simple one - which is literally just having it down where his bangs are kinda covering his eyes.

Yet, the style made the look even better. Making him look chic and hot. With his bangs kinda covering his dark eyes, it makes him have an intimidating look too.

Not noticing he was smiling proudly at himself until he snaps out of his thoughts, he furrows his eyebrows together.