DREAM | NA JAEMIN

𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶: 20

Jaemin stood still at his desk, his gaze fixed on the empty seat. "If you're looking for Yujin," Hyeji said from her desk, "she went to meet Mr. Qian." Jaemin's eyebrows pinched in confusion. "I just came from meeting Mr. Qian," he stated.

Hyeji blinked, confused, as her gaze shifted to Minju. "Didn't you say Mr. Qian wanted to meet her, Minju?" she questioned. Minju's gaze shifted in shock. "I uh -" the girl stuttered, noticing Jaemin's stare.

Jaemin's gaze suddenly strayed to Hyun's desk, which was empty. As he returned his gaze to Minju, his eyes darkened. "Where is she?!" shouted the boy, causing the entire class to flinch. His raged took over as his breathing has grown heavy.

"Science Lab," Hyeji stated. The boy raced out of the classroom, trailed by Hyeji, headed towards the other building. His chest contracted as panic and rage overcame him, causing every vein on his neck to bulge out.

Jaemin pushed open the lab door, displaying Hyun towering over Yujin's small frame. Not wanting to wait, the boy yanked Hyun's back towards him and punched him across the face. With blood on his lips, Hyun staggered at his punch.

Yujin fell to the ground, but was soon caught by Hyeji, who covered the poor girl with her jacket. She tried to soothe the trembling girl by repeating, "Hey, it's okay, it's alright." Hyeji comforted her by pulling her into her arms.

Hyun tried to lurch at Jaemin, but Jaemin was quick to react and kicked him in the chest, causing him to fall hard to the ground. As he approached the boy, Jaemin's black visage stared into his, and kicked him in the face again.

"You have cross the line this time Hyun,"

With his dark side surging through his veins, Jaemin grasped the almost unconscious boy's collar. Jaemin chuckled "I told you not to cross the line," and struck Hyun in the face with all of his power, leaving him unconscious.

Jaemin sat there and watched Yujin's frail frame in his father's study bed. The boy brushed his hair back in a stressed, his throat tightening at the sight of the mark Hyun's had left on her neck. "Fuck," he murmured.

Jaemin's face was buried in his palms, and his breathing was heavy with rage and despair. He resented himself and the state Yujin was in. Tears well up in his eyes, and his shoulder shudders as only tears start trickle down.

Yujin's eyes light up when she hears his crying. With the heaviness pressing her down, guilt flooded her chest. Yujin raised her hand gently and softly touched the boy's hair, forcing him to whip his head towards her.

She brushed the tears away from Jaemin's face, not noting the tears that had also fallen down on her cheeks, and the girl lips formed a soft smile. "Come here," she whispered, scooting aside a little to free up space for him.

Jaemin slid onto the bed next to her,  facing her sweet face. Jaemin softly rubbed his thumb on her face, and she closed her eyes as the serenity washed past her. "I'm sorry," he said, forcing her to reopen them.

Yujin watched their souls become one as her gazes met in his dark one. Yujin leaned her forehead on his, their noses in touch. His breath fanned across her lips, giving her a tingling sensation that she has grown to like.

"Thank you for being here with me, Jaemin," she said gently, her eyes closed. "You saved me, and you stayed," she went on. "You have done more than you thought, Jaemin," she continued. "Thank you, for that".

"After what happened to my mom, I was never the same. I'd never been happier than before you drew me into your warmth "She continued. Yujin's breath caught in her throat as she recalled her mother.

"You have ended my suffering by staying by my side, Jaemin," she added, reopening her eyes to meet Jaemin's. As every sensation of warmth and tranquility poured into their souls, their gaze melted into each other.

Jaemin's gaze softened as his hand cautiously lifted, cupping her face. Yujin let him draw her closer with her eyes closed, their lips pressed against each other. His blissful touch had taken away her pain and misery.

The kisses were gentle and pillowy across her lips. As they breathed each other in, she could feel the sweet tickling of his breath against her nose, fingers carding on her cheeks. She felt as if she were completed.

Jaemin pulled away as the two of them gasped for air. He drew her closer into his tight hug with a soft smile on his lips. Yujin leaned on his chest, listened to the melody of his heartbeat, her now favorite music.

I think we twisted
That's right, we twisted