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

🫧 18. The One With The Party 🫧

9:32 pm
Friday

"Oh, you're here! You're late!" Chenle smiled and yelled over the music, which shook the walls. Jaemin waved as Chenle dove in to hug Renjun. Jeno stood with his arms crossed, still bitching about earlier.

"Hey, Lele. This is... a lot of people." Jaemin looked around at the faces of people he knew and didn't, people he'd just seen around town and around his school. Chenle nodded eagerly and gestured to the marble-finished kitchen, where people swayed and chatted with cups in their hands.

"Yeah! I invited almost everyone in school! Kun's here and he invited his college buddies since he thought it would be a 'dignified get together' or some shit! It's an absolute rager! He's so pissed!" Chenle giggled, grabbing a heavy looking bottle from the countertop and holding it out to the trio. "Oh, we got the contraband! Drinks for everybody, we've got everything."

"I told you no drinking! You're like, a baby!" Jeno chided, hitting Chenle on the back of his head. He whined and rubbed the spot, glaring at Jeno.

"Aww, but Johnny brought it! I didn't even buy it myself!" Chenle whined, turning to look else at something in the hallway.

"Who's Johnn-" Jeno began to ask, before Renjun piped up.

"Jaemin, look!" Renjun pulled on Jaemin and tugged him towards the bathroom, Jeno trailing behind. Renjun opened the already cracked door to reveal Mark Lee in a goddamn bathtub, looking absolutely shitfaced.

"I'm washing me and my clothes, bitch! I'm washing me and my clothes!" Mark sat in a bathtub, fully clothed, dragging a bar of soap over himself, chanting.

Jaemin and Jeno both stared in shock.

"Mark, are you fucking drunk?"

"I mean, if Jesus turned water in... into wine, then-" Mark hiccuped and held his cup up with a goofy smile. "I caaaan too!"

"I don't think that's wine, Mark." Jeno peered into the plastic cup and looked at the clear liquid. "I'm pretty sure that shit's straight vodka."

"I can't believe it, Mark Lee drank alcohol. Underage drinking... from him!" Jaemin laughed in disbelief as Mark continued to wash himself in his clothes.

Jeno shut the door gently and turned away, still slightly disturbed. The world must have turned upside down, what was going on?

"Oh, the pool's available. So are the rooms if y'all wanna... you know. But don't go in the third floor room with the Steph Curry poster on the door! That's mine!" Chenle briefed. Jaemin was about to make some nasty joke, but Jeno nudged him and nodded for them both.

"I think we're good, Lele."

"Suit yourself. Oh, me and Sungie were gonna play some games pretty soon, if y'all wanna join. We'll be in the TV room, next to the in-home theater and two doors down from the second kitchen, okay?" Chenle directed. Jaemin bit back some asshole comment about Chenle's house being too big for Chenle's little non-showering self to be so raggedy.

"Yeah, sure. We'll be ther- RENJUN! GET YOUR DUMB ASS AWAY FROM THE SHOE RACK, WE DONT EAT SHOES." Jaemin dove down to tug the demon away from a rack of shoes, where he nibbled on someone's fake Yeezys.

Jeno narrowed his eyes at Chenle. "We'll play, because I need to make sure you're not drinking. You little shit."

"Fine... we start in like, 20 minutes."

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"Yangyang! Spin the fuckin' bottle and stop staring at Hendery!" Chenle shoved the other boy, causing him to blush and frantically spin the coke bottle they were using for their game.

Jaemin and his little gang sat in a circle with a few other friends and a couple of people he didn't even know, playing Spin the Bottle. Already tonight, he's kissed a junior named Jungwoo (her lips were very soft), Chenle (he hated that one and Jisung seemed to be mentally cursing him out even now), and then Jungwoo again.

Chenle's friend, Yangyang, spun it and it landed to his left, on a senior named Ten. He paled as the senior yelled "Hot damn!" and lunged at Yangyang, pulling him by the collar to lock lips. The pair fell on the floor and a junior by the name of Xiaojun began to cackle at their side.

"Ugh, gross. Ten, you're like, two years older than Yangyang!" A junior named Lucas laughed from outside of the circle.

"Three years" Ten corrected, before immediately diving back to kiss Yangyang.

"That doesn't make it better! Why are you so proud of getting held back?" Xiaojun asked, still laughing. Ten shrugged, diving in to kiss Yangyang again after the boy had tried to get away.

Jisung clapped their hands to distract from whatever the fuck was going on in that corner. "Well, isn't it  Jaemin's turn? Spin the fuckin' bottle, man!"

Jaemin rolled his eyes and absentmindedly spin the bottle. He didn't care about aiming it, he didn't care who he kissed.

The bottle slowed and stopped in between Renjun and Jeno, the two looking up in surprise.

"It landed perfectly in between them!" Chenle pointed out. Jisung giggled and pointed a painted finger at them.

"Guess you've gotta kiss 'em both, Jae." Jisung laughed, making Jaemin's face turn red and the other two glaring at each other. "Sucks to be you."

"Don't be childish, he kisses neither of them. Just spin it again." Sungchan suggested from the sofa he'd been sitting on, leaning on Shotaro with a cup in his hand.

"Or, he can just choose." Jeno replied smugly, already sure that if it came to a decision, he'd be picked. Or at least... he'd hoped so.

But what if he wasn't? What if he wasn't chosen and Renjun was kissed instead? Wouldn't be the first time Jaemin gave out Jeno's kisses to the demon.

Jaemin rolled his eyes and pointed at the two of them. "Since it's such an issue, kiss each other. Fucking do it."

Jeno's eyes widened as he stared at Renjun. There were "ooh"s all around the room and the thump of the shitty techno bass that shook the walls still wasn't as loud as Jeno's heartbeat.

Jaemin's glare was fiery, but a part of him was amused to see if they'd do it. Renjun crawled closer and Jeno pretty much gay panicked. What would it mean if they kissed? Then he wouldn't hate Renjun, right? Then he'd-

Renjun pressed his own lips to Jeno's and before the panic could set in, his gay ass really thought 'oh wow... his lips are soft'.

Renjun leaned forwards, sitting on his legs and holding Jeno's arms down. Jeno couldn't breathe, couldn't think... he could only let himself be kissed. And the kiss lasted maybe five seconds, but in Jeno's mind, they transcended time and space.

Jeno pulled away first, horrified. Renjun sat back with a satisfied little grin on his face. There was a hoot of applause, but it died down in Jeno's ears when it registered.

He just kissed Renjun... and he kinda liked it.

He loves it? But... fuck! He's supposed to... wait, but Jaemin? What about Jaemin? He...

This was all so confusing. It made him wanna fucking punch something.

A/N: Double update, yEAAAH!!