Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen

𖤈 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚-𝑻𝒘𝒐: 𝑨𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

"Is it just me or is Lee Jeno more.... Bubbly than usual?" Haechan hushes his voice down, although his so-called 'whispering' is ridiculous.

Jaemin looks up to glance at the said brunet boy, he bites back a smile of his own when he sees him practically beaming at whatever Amy was saying.

Jaemin was lucky enough that it was Amy who Jeno was with, and not Hakim nor Patrine. Another thing he should be thankful for is when Renjun didn't even notice the look he has on.

"Probably got a new hookup." Renjun shrugs his shoulders when he comments in nonchalance.

The blond haired boy across the table quietly huffs in annoyance, biting his own tongue to avoid snapping at them beyond their expectations.

He forces himself to hum as if he was agreeing to them like always, not wanting to seem suspicious.

Paying one more glance at the brunet boy, he thinks he sort of saw that wrong– but when Jeno winks at him again, Jaemin's lower lip starts to hurt from biting on it too hard to hide his grin.

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"What were you and your friends gossiping about?" Jeno brings up as sits on Jaemin's bed, making himself comfortable.

Jaemin places his backpack down onto his computer chair followed by a thud, "you, as always." He breathes out in reply.

Raising a brow, Jeno has a teasing smirk on while leaning back with his hands supporting his weight. "Do you guys have a crush on me or something? You talk about me a lot."

Rolling his eyes, Jaemin shakes his shoes off and places them on his personal shoe rack. "Don't flatter yourself," he grumbles about.

He hears Jeno snickering, turning around to walk closer to his bed where the younger boy was, he rests his hands on his hips. "What's so funny?"

"You sound jealous," Jeno's reply has him blushing in embarrassment, throat slowly starting to feel dry as he looks away. "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your friends."

Standing up to face Jaemin in the same level, both of them gulped at the very close distance between them; one more step closer and their chests are touching.

"But in all seriousness, you guys definitely gossip about me a lot... Unless that's what you only want to share," exaggerating a pout afterwards.

Finally turning his head to look at Jeno, Jaemin furrows his eyebrows. "I just want to let you know–"

"I already know, it's obvious." Jeno gives him a look, staring at him intently while his palms slowly reach up to Jaemin's chest.

Jaemin bites his inner cheek when he realizes what the brunet boy meant. "They talked about you seemingly more bubbly than usual." He brings up for no reason.

Luckily, Jeno understands him. He knows Jaemin will not stop sharing him details of what his own best friends are talking about him.

Is he snitching? Obviously, but Jaemin doesn't care. He's getting sick of it, hearing Renjun and Haechan talk about Jeno like they know him, when in fact, they don't.