Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen

𖤈 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚-𝑺𝒊𝒙: 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

Jaemin is a little hesitant until now. Even when he's already in front of Jeno's house gate, he has that little thought in the back of his head saying he could just turn around and leave.

He doesn't need to be here, he could care less about what Jeno said earlier in the boys' bathroom - okay that's a blatant lie, he does care because he's getting curious.

Still, he purses his lips and squeezes his grip on the backpack strap that's on his shoulder. About to turn on his heel and head home as if he wasn't here in the first place.

Until the guard stops him, "hey, kid." Voice stern as he stood up from the chair by the gate. "I've seen you a lot around here lately." He said, walking over to Jaemin.

The blond haired school boy raises a brow, inwardly thinking, "what the hell is that supposed to mean?" As he clears his throat.

"Uh, yeah... Jeno and I are classmates, we kinda know each other." Silently cringing afterwards by his choice of words.

However, he quietly sighs in relief when the guard in front of him hums. "You live around here?" Another question was being sent to Jaemin.

What is this? An interrogation?

"Err... Not really," choosing not to say where exactly he's from. What if the guards hunt him down or something for whatever reason he did? What if Jeno sends them to attack him?

Might be a bit over exaggerated, but you never know.

"Then, do you need anything? Must be about Jeno, I suppose?" The guard asks, his tone a tad bit more friendly now.

"Oh," Jaemin couldn't contain widening his eyes for a second, remembering as to why he's here. "Yeah, uhm, he said I should stop by for something?"

Seeing the slightly confused face the guard has, Jaemin scratches his nape awkwardly. "Sorry, sir. I don't really know why Jeno invited me over..."

Hearing that, the guard surprisingly nods and beckons him to follow as he opens the front gates. He gestures someone over and then to Jaemin.

"Little prince has a guest. Please guide him to the front door," the person who was called over, nods obediently.

Jaemin didn't have any other choice but to follow, like every time he's here.

It's honestly pretty weird, he can literally run back out of the Lee residence at any point, it's not like he's being held in restraint.

But once he steps foot in their property, it's as if he doesn't have any control over himself. Or maybe changing his mind as he's low-key in denial anyway.

However, none of that matters right now. What matters is he's back in Jeno's bedroom after the person - seemingly a gardener - and Smithers, welcome him in the house.

Once Jeno was being called to greet his guest, the brunet boy immediately led Jaemin upstairs to his bedroom. Discreetly gesturing something to Smithers.

"Why are we here?" Was the first thing Jaemin asked. Not why he's here. Sitting on the side of Jeno's bed.

Jeno briefly glances at him as he walks around the room to close the newly changed window curtains. "Privacy." Quietly mumbling in reply.