My Sleep Paralysis Demon Gave Me an STD [RENJUN • JAEMIN • JENO] ✔️

🫧 12. The One With the Threat 🫧

2:00 pm
Tuesday

"Why are we here, sir?"

"Because this is life. It's boring and mundane and we have to go to school and learn useless shit. The government and all that, blah blah." Jaemin hissed back as his teacher droned on in front of the board, talking about quadratic-whatever-the-fuck-this-was.

"Wait, what's a government?" Renjun asked, leaning over from his desk.

"Shut up, stop asking questions." Jaemin whispered, no sparing him a glance. He'd been trying 'research' how to send an entity back to the underworld, but was unsuccessful. All he got was stupid Tumblr posts that were more than likely fake.

"Sir, I have to ask questions. I am unfamiliar with literally everything." Renjun hissed back, almost falling from his seat as he leaned over to respond. The teacher eyed them down and turned back to the board.

"Mister Na! What's so funny? Care to share it with the class?" The man barked, stopping his dried-out dry erase marker right where it had last been writing. Jaemin shut his mouth abruptly, thinking of an excuse.

"Uh..." He thought, avoiding looking at Renjun. He noticed a stinging pain in his abdomen that was either an intestinal infection or held urine -he couldn't tell which. But it was convenient, I guess.

"I have to... uh, pee! Yeah, like really bad!"  He blurted out suddenly, crossing his legs together dramatically. It was half-true.

His teacher gave him a look and nodded begrudgingly towards the pass on the back of the classroom door. Renjun looked at Jaemin panicked, but Jaemin just shook his head.

"Stay here. Don't go anywhere else." He whispered, the demon nodding as Jaemin departed the room.

Jaemin walked down the hallway and into the bathroom, the smell of piss on walls infiltrating his nostrils. He nearly gagged, but he actually did have to piss pretty bad, so he made his way to the second-to-last urinal. The bathroom was empty and just as Jaemin were about to close and lock his stall, bathroom door swung dramatically on its hinges.

He unzipped his pants and went, standing over the urinal, careful not to actually touch the disgusting thing. A steady stream of urine that was a color it shouldn't have been and the silence of a bathroom.

And as he zipped up his pants, there was someone behind him clearing his throat loudly. Jaemin paled, forgetting that someone else was in here.

He looked back, zipping his pants back, to see Donghyuck backing him against the largest stall, smirking as he did so.

Donghyuck saw his dick. His herpes-infected, three inch meat. Jaemin could just die right where he stood, actually.

"I already know. Now, I don't know who your clueless little friend is, but I know your other little friend has something nasty, Na Jaemin." Donghyuck spat, a nasty grin on his face.

"What?" Jaemin asked, taken completely aback. He was going to crack a joke about seeing another man's dick and how gay that was, but Donghyuck actually seeing his infected dick was too mortifying.

"I already knew anyways. Tell your big-headed buddy Chenle to stop yelling about how 'Jaemin won't stop bitching about his itchy dick'". Donghyuck giggled, stepping away and grabbing his backpack.

Oh, he was going to KILL Chenle!

A million homicide ideas flashed through his brain at once as Donghyuck continued.

"I told him not to spread rumors and that it was rude. And it's not out of pity, no, it's so that I can spread it myself. And I'm going to spread your business so fucking wide."

"That's gay." Jaemin snorted, Donghyuck biting the inside of his cheek in annoyance.

"I'm sorry... do you think this is a good time to be fucking around right now? This is a serious threat!" Donghyuck reminded, but with his bitchy voice and urgent tone, it sounded more like a whine. There was a pause before he backed away slowly and turned. "I want you to do one thing for me."

"Easy: Help me get into Mark Lee's pants and I'll stay out of yours." Donghyuck's boots clicked on the floor as he stepped in front of the mirror.

Jaemin held back another laugh at Donghyuck's unserious wording. "Dude, that's really gay."

Donghyuck narrowed his eyes from the mirror as he fixed his hair. "Oh, shut the fuck up. Listen, you need to help me. There's a party on Friday and I heard that Mark was going. Get me laid and I'll leave you alone. Piece of cake."

"Or else..." Jaemin asked, Donghyuck's expression falling as he sighed exasperatedly.

"Are you brain dead? What do you mean 'or else'? Or else I'll tell the entire school that you have an STD, dipshit." Donghyuck stated, not even grinning anymore. He seemed tired of this whole interaction (and the author writing this is lowkey tired too, so...)

"You've got three days, Na. Don't let me down, m'kay, babe?" He asked sweetly, as if he were simply asking for a piece of gum. He tousled his own hair in the mirror as Jaemin stared in disbelief, unable to move.

Now he had both an incubus and blackmail to deal with.