shortie | renmin

004

"now i have to sit in the same table with you here too." renjun complains to the guy that transfered to the seat to his right. everyone else that sat with them went to get food. renjun stayed because there were too many people. he hated having to deal with crowds so he decided to go when everyone else got other things to do. jaemin on the other hand, he stayed because renjun stayed. and of course he saw this as an opportunity to talk to the quite standoffish fellow.

"you make it sound so bad!" the pink haired clutched his heart dramatically with his hands. he even laughed at himself before moving his glass of water, half of it being ice because he noticed that renjun was the only one who didn't ask for service water. "here. cool your head a little."

this just made the shorter boy roll his eyes before taking a long sip from the glass of water jaemin had handed him. indirect kiss. the korean boy thought, his lips rising to form a smirk. "cool my head? you irritate me."

he didn't like jaemin's presence because the guy is someone he'd never be. sporty, tall, and charming-- no. renjun shook his head when he noticed that they were just staring at each other. this made jaemin smile mischievously. "hm? what is it, mr. smarty pants? anything on my face?"

"yes. ugliness."

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"come on! why don't you drink?" haechan has been trying to make jaemin drink a glass of red wine. taeyong's afterparty is a crazy one. the lights are blinding and the music was very loud. chenle and jisung went home first while the 00 liners were forced to stay because doyoung invited them. nobody could ever say no to kim doyoung.

"zhong told me to take renjun after this. i don't want to drink." jaemin refused again before taking another slice of cake up to his mouth. his eyes were focused on renjun by the counter, drinking by himself. actually, their table wasn't that far so guarding him was not a problem anymore. chenle didn't actually ask him to look after the chinese guy. he just volunteered. the younger didn't have any suspicions on him because they're classmates after all so he just gave all his trust to na jaemin.

"oh... alright." hyuck had his suspicions. only one semester has passed and he's starting to think that jaemin has a crush on the guy but he decided not to ask. he'll tease him about his crush maybe next time. but for now, he'll enjoy the night with his tipsy boyfriend who was already dancing. mark already had two of his buttons opened and haechan found this hot.

"do you drink?" a guy in his early twenties suddenly approached renjun who was drinking his soju peacefully. he had no energy to entertain people today but he still answered anyways.

"why ask the obvious?" he answered, and of course it wasn't as nice. the only reason he stayed is because the drinks are on taeyong so he could drown in alcohol without having to take his wallet out. free stuff is always good. he would always tell chenle that.

"no need to be rude, cutie." the stranger tried to pinch the chinese boy's cheek but he dodged, looking at him angrily. he hoped that he would just stop and get lost but that wasn't it. he had one last cup in his sleeve to try and get the pretty boy. he leaned in his ear, his hand on the short guys waist. "how much for two pops, baby?"

this made renjun angrier. he pushed the guy then took his coat to leave but the guy held him by the wrist. "let me go, bastard!" he shouted in chinese, caused by the frightening man. jaemin didn't understand what he had just said this alarmed him. he ran towards renjun and pushed the creepy guy, but he was way bigger and stronger than himself.

renjun tried to remove the guy's hold on his wrist but he just tightened it even more. "let him go!" jaemin screams at the guy, trying to make him let go of the chinese guy.

this made a few people stop to watch them. they didn't want to intervene because they were scared of getting themselves hurt.

the stranger raised his fist and swings it to hit jaemin's face. it washis first time to ever be punched on the face and hell did it fucking hurt. "damn it." he muttered upon realizing that he was at disadvantage.

but then he realized that the stranger was also a guy, so it means that they have the same weakness. he thanked the gods that he had talent in playing soccer. he had given the creepy guy a very i-hope-you-never-have-kids kick on his balls that made him fall on the floor, holding his private part in pain.

he made sure to make a run with him gently holding renjun's hand out of the door just to make sure he doesn't hurt him.

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jaemin could just groan in pain when renjun tries to treat his wounds. "what are you? a fucking kid?" the chinese boy would complain everytime jaemin flinches in pain. he just wanted to get over with it and send the pink haired home.

"it hurts! don't put so much force!" jaemin replied, crossing his arms. "i'm not sure if you're treating me or trying to kill me."

"if you don't want them to get better, then i'm leaving." renjun gathered the meds and medical equipments, getting ready to go back to his room. but jaemin held his hand, telling him to stay. it made him chuckle. "then act like a big boy."

after treating jaemin's wounds, he offered him snacks and a glass of cold water. he didn't have any ice yet. he forgot to buy some earlier because he got busy. but jaemin refused this. "then atleast take the snacks. i don't want to owe you."

the korean boy sighs, nodding as he took the plastic bag with snacks that renjun prepared. he just wanted him to thank him instead of paying him like this. but it didn't seem like he'll hear it from renjun anytime soon. he decided that it's time to go home."i'll go now."

"wait!" jaemin was already about to close the door when he heard renjun call. the younger just looked at him standing by the door. it shocked him when renjun extended his hand, avoiding eye contact with the other. "thanks for back there... i'm renjun. huang renjun. call me jun."

he felt butterflies run wild in his stomach. the pink haired boy smiled, taking renjun's warm palm in his. "nice to meet you, jun. my name is na jaemin. close friends call me nana. feel free to call me that too."

he didn't know what was waiting for him in the future now that renjun finally opened himself up for friendship but it's already an opportunity. after all, he waited a whole damn semester for this moment.

what the fuck this is so long. 1k words i- AHAHAH anyways, idk if ppl are reading this book but i have a lot of fun writing this. probably because i alr have ideas for the jeno and the markhyuck side stories. anyways, if u're stiill here, can i get an owa owa?