TW: angst :(
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Jaemin walks around the entire main school building, speed walking through the hallways and quickly scanning each classroom he passes.
Initially he wanted to run, but there's too many people blocking his way, not to mention his mind is getting hazy from what happened.
He couldn't think properly while desperately looking for his boyfriend. He could call him, but he knows Jeno has his phone on silent so it wouldn't really matter anyway.
He could try to ask for help from Patrine and the others, but unfortunately Jaemin doesn't want to bother them right now.
Especially Patrine, whom he has gotten close with and is the number one person to go to when you're asking about Jeno.
As you know, the said girl is going through a lot as well. So of course Jaemin will give her space and respect her, leaving it up to the other two who actually knows what to do.
He doesn't want to stress her out even more. Who knows what she will do next in this situation that doesn't involve her whatsoever.
Finally, just as Jaemin was about to open the next classroom that comes to his view, the metal knob turns, making him halt merely right in front of the door.
He doesn't even realize he was holding his breath until the door was pulled open. Eyes widening in surprise to see the boy he has been looking for.
But he was not alone, to his left stood Renjun Huang, his ex boyfriend. The duo seemed to be more shocked as he was himself, not expecting to meet him here either.
He couldn't help but look down to Jeno's boney fingers wrapped around Renjun's wrist, trailing his eyes up to see the latter's slightly exposed collarbone.
Were those rumors actually right this time?
No fucking way....
But then... It makes sense....
Now that Jaemin thinks about it, Jeno has been disappearing from him quite often than before.
The brunet boy's excuses weren't exactly specific.
"Just some stuff caught up in the library."
"not really, I mean sure the activities were a lot but at least it's over now and I get to be with you, eh?"
"Stuff got caught up in the Arts room,"
"But no worries, that's fixed now."
At first, Jaemin obviously didn't think much about it as he also didn't want to pry at whatever Jeno's doing.
Especially when the younger boy was seemingly tired at the end of the day more than usual, he just left it at that.
But he couldn't help hut think quietly;
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Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen
FanfictionHe's sickeningly sweet, shameless, mischievous, and most of all, he's Toxic. his eyes, his lips, his smile, his face, his aura, his body, his voice, his Everything. Top: Jaemin Bottom: Jeno All Credits goes to me: bbyjenomnom PLEASE DO NOT PLAGIARIZ...