Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen

𖤈 Chapter Seventy-Six: Only Hope

Warning: cringe-fest and a lot of crack shit. Like honestly I don't know anymore so this will be very stupid and unorganized lmao.

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"I can't believe you're still crying." Renjun mutters from his place on Jaemin's couch, staring at the latter with a heavy gaze.

Jaemin was sobbing, for a while now, a certain journal opened in front of him as his tears drop onto the pages, slightly soaking it.

His legs are numb from his position but he doesn't care right now, "it's just so– messy!"

"Yeah we get it, all of us fucked up. But it isn't too late to fix it, Jeno literally loves you. And I'm saying this as his ex boyfriend who knows that certain look he gave you." Renjun sassily says.

"Shut up, Jun! I'm still emotional of this fucking journal." Jaemin cries, sniffling as he rereads a description on one of the pages.

"Why? You realized it all?"

"Duh! Jeno literally admits it here that he has liked me since day one, and apparently I was the most realest person he's met."

"I feel so offended but where's the lie?" Renjun couldn't help but quip, liking it when Jaemin is being teased even at this emotional situation.

"Anyways, he isn't wrong. You were only against him because of us and the rumors. You just go with the flow, trusting others' words because you've been fooled by their fake images."

"If it wasn't for us, I can highly agree with him that you would've been more accepting and your relationship could have started early." Renjun shrugs his shoulders.

"I feel so bad!" Jaemin whines, and Renjun has the audacity to giggle at him. "I just– pushed him away and– goddamn!"

Jaemin doesn't bother to tell him to shut up anymore, he remembers what type of friend Renjun is, very similar to Haechan who would seem to be ignorant but isn't.

Despite the elder boy acting like he doesn't care about Jaemin's state and is not taking him seriously, Jaemin knows he genuinely is in the inside.

Putting up a front to cover his soft side, being snarky and teasing him even with tears running down his cheeks.

It's like those two best friends laughing at the other when they had tripped over or fallen down.

However, in the end they would help and are always there for each other.

"Eh, we've all been there y'know." He walks over to sit beside him, patting his back carelessly. "Like look at me, I'm giving you actual advices because we're in good terms now."

"Oh fuck that," Jaemin suddenly swats his hand away and takes a loud sniffle, ignoring Renjun grimacing in disgust.

He suddenly snatches his phone from the table, "what the hell are you doing– WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" Renjun panics.

Jaemin marches up to the door, bringing his phone and the journal with him as Renjun tries to catch up. "Jaemin!"

"Don't follow me." Stumbling as he puts on his shoes.