A Sungtaro AU wherein Jung Sungchan is known as the famous tenth grade ghoster from class 10 section 2 who ends up being ghosted by the infamous self saying maker Shotaro who leaves him with the self saying
❝ A ghoster will have a hard time being m...
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𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞|| 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: 9 Ladies Dancing
Jaemin was never ugly. He was pretty. Only someone blind or ignorant would say the rabbit was. And ironically, jeno was once of them. Thinking that jaemin's visuals didn't stand out like the rest his friend group. But he was wrong, jaemin was the one who stood out. His amazing personality complimented it as well.
Jeno realized it late that jaemin was someone perfect. Someone he knew his family would love. At first he thought that jaemin lacked many aspects to fit the elite circle. He didn't know how to keep his posture straight( jeno was to talk as he sat like a cooked shrimp), he was occasionally loud—outspoken, and he didn't dress the way the elites did. But, somehow along the two years they hadn't talked, jaemin managed to fix those. He was always poised, waving delicately at people, he was outspoken yet had a sense of wisdom (jaemin never lost this or newly discovered it, he just happened to enhance it), and he had style. Resembling a Duke.
Eyes filled with adoration, jeno was staring at jaemin from the door frame, a content smile on his lips as he watched the rabbit pick up zyffe (they somewhat agreed to put their anger for each other and focused on getting rid of yeojun).
❝love is pure, love is blind❞
Jeno ignored as sungchan went into Shakespeare mode, quoting something jaemin probably told him.
❝love is patient, love is kind. Love, ❞ sungchan stood beside jeno, leaning down until his mouth was near the older's ear. ❝is something you're not lucky with❞
Jeno rolled his eyes, pushing the younger's face away from his ear. ❝and you're telling me this because? ❞
❝because I can't help but feel regret❞ sungchan pouted, crossing his arms over his chest, ❝jaemin would be the ideal in-law but❞ he jabbed his finger on jeno's chest. ❝just had to lie to him❞
❝me?❞ jeno scoffed in disbelief, ❝it's him❞
❝and this is why no one likes you❞ sungchan sighed, ❝you can't accept that you lied, lost, and were wrong. I pity jaemin❞
❝that's funny especially coming from you❞ sungchan had a point but jeno was going to give the younger the satisfaction of knowing he was right. ❝you should pity me❞
❝and why would I do that? ❞ sungchan gave jeno a look. ❝are you the father? The son? The one who suffered? ❞
Jeno was stopping himself from punching the younger. They called it truce since their last fist fight, agreeing that whoever shotaro would pick can have the otter as their moon. He sighed, ❝what do you want? ❞
