REIGN OF FLAMES ☑| NOMIN ONESHOTS COLLECTION

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Part-1

It was my birthday and we were ten years old.

"How many times did I tell you to not jump from there? Now look! You scraped your knee." Jaemin pouted, his chin wobbly and eyes filled with tears as he tightly hugged his knee around the painful area.

Jeno sat down in front of him with a first aid kit on his lap. Even though Jaemin was the one who got hurt, Jeno was the one who winced when he treated the wound.

"I am sorry. I won't do it again." Jaemin tearfully said.

"It's okay. Now stop crying Nana, I'll ask mom to bring us icecream okay?" Jeno said wiping away his tears away.

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It was Valentine's Day and we were eighteen

"Jeno! I have no idea what am I gonna do. What if-" Jaemin was nervous. He was walking back and forth with his hands in his hair, making a nest out of it.

"Hey Nana, it's okay. You just need to be yourself. She seems to be a nice girl. Trust me! You guys are gonna do great." Jeno tried to encourage him.

"Now let's go." Jeno brushed Jaemin's hair back to it's place with a smile on his face before proceeding to drive him to his date.

Few hours passed.

Jeno didn't know when he fell asleep over his textbooks. The shrill sound of his ringtone made him jump. He squinted his eyes to look at the name to find that it was Jaemin. He picked it up immediately.

"Jeno I- Jeno she didn't come." Jaemin's broken voice raised concern in Jeno's mind.

"Where are you?" Jeno quickly got up and scrambled out of the room with his car keys.

"At home. I'll probably go to sleep now." Jaemin replied sadly.

"No! No! Stay awake. I'm on my way." Jeno's tone made Jaemin confused but he still went to his window to open it for him. It was past his bedtime so he couldn't go and open the front door.

Jeno got into the car and ended the call. He sat a box of chocolates on the passanger seat. He brought it for Jaemin but didn't have the guts to give him, especially when Jaemin was already going out with someone else.

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Wedding at twenty-three

"Nana! Nana! Damn this boy." Jeno banged at Jaemin's door.

"I'm done! Just a minute." Jaemin shouted from the other side before hurriedly opening it.

Air was pathetically knocked out of his lungs when his eyes landed on Jaemin.

He looked ethereal. How is that even legal?

The black tuxedo with his hair pushed back enriched his beauty more. Those brown orbs were speaking out the language of shooting stars to Jeno. He felt hypnotized and dazed to the point where he could count how his heart was beating achingly in his chest.

Too bad! Jaemin is getting married to someone who isn't him.

Yet Jeno made a daring move as he walked forward. When Jaemin didn't show any sign of backing away, Jeno proceeded to hold his face between the palms of his trembling hands.

Jaemin didn't know why his heart was beating loudly, quieting every single sound and stopping everyone and everything around him. He felt as if he and Jeno were the only people in the room, living and breathing.

Jeno leaned in and kissed his forehead, making himself aware about the boundary that he shouldn't cross.

"You look beautiful Nana." He said as he took all his beauty in.

"Thankyou." Jaemin replied.

Why is he feeling shy yet sad all of a sudden?

Probably he is nervous about the wedding.

Yes! This has to be it.

"You guys are here. Let's go down, it's time." Mark walked in with rushed steps and informed the boys.

As the day passed,

Jeno watched as Jaemin exchanged vows with the princess of his dreams.

Jeno felt Mark squeeze his shoulder. He smiled at him and looked at his feet.

He sighed and screamed in his head for the nth time, blaming himself for never mastering the courage to confess his feelings for Jaemin

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Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed reading the first part. I'll soon upload the second part.