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

🫧 14. The One With the Handjob 🫧

8:57 pm
Tuesday

At least they did track down Renjun. He was at Mark's house, confused on where to go as Mark tried to help him. If he couldn't find his (Jaemin's) house by six pm, Mark had offered to take Renjun with him to church.

Luckily, Jaemin and Jeno ran to Mark's house across town by 5:40 and snatched up Renjun; the last thing they wanted was a literal demon inside of a church.

And now, they all sat in Jaemin's bedroom again. Renjun tried to eat one of Jaemin's stuffed animals, but the boy had pried his mouth open to retrieve the little plush bunny.

Jeno scrolled his phone idly as Jaemin tried to hide his plushies from Renjun.

"What are we going to about him? He's teething like a toddler." Jeno asked, pointing at Renjun. Renjun scoffed in return, blushing and getting up from where he sat on the ground.

"'Him' has a name. Stop acting as if I'm not right here!" Renjun reminded, once again annoyed that they talked like he wasn't present.

"You're the worst. You make me want to go back to being Catholic." Jeno stared at him blankly. Jaemin held back a laugh at that one.

Renjun shot Jeno a dirty look and folded his arms like a child. He sat back down with a huff.

Again, the room was silent save for random Tik Tok sounds from Jaemin's phone and Jeno's long-ass fingernails clacking against his screen as he typed.

Jeno scrolled before making a little noise and turning to Jaemin. "Jaem, we need to get rid of him. I don't have any ideas, but I've been online and I think..."

Jaemin shot Renjun a sympathetic expression, knowing that Jeno's insistence of sending Renjun back to hell was hurtful, but Renjun was already stomping across the room to Jaemin's closet, which he'd been sleeping in lately. He slammed the door and Jaemin hoped that the noise didn't wake up his mother.

He didn't even say goodnight.

• • 🫧 • •

Renjun was asleep in the closet again, which let Jeno and Jaemin finally get down to the usual horny shit they do at 9 pm on a school night: mediocre handjobs, baby!

The lights were turned off and the house itself was quiet. All that could be heard were labored little breaths from Jaemin and Jeno whispering filth as he stroked Jaemin.

Jaemin really hoped Renjun was actually asleep, or else he'd be absolutely fucked.

Jeno only used his hands tonight because of Jaemin's little problem being contagious, but Jaemin couldn't even enjoy it as much as he might have usually. The hands weren't the issue, it was the-

"Ow! Ow! Oh, Jeno!"

Jeno retracted his hand from Jaemin's dick, looking at him concerned -not that the younger boy could tell in the dark. Jeno got up from his spot next to (and almost on top of) Jaemin.

"It hurts. This shit really fucking hurts." Jaemin but his bottom lip, looking at the sores on his dick as Jeno turned on the light. Jeno disappeared to the bathroom to wash off his hands since... y'know, a literal STD and bacteria... all of that.

"Don't... please don't touch it again, Nono." Jaemin whimpered, as Jeno returned to the room and shut the door behind him. Jeno kissed the top of Jaemin's forehead and chuckled against it.

"Yeah, I wasn't planning on it, man." Jeno retorted, placing his wet, clean hands on the back of Jaemin's neck, making him squeal like a little bitch.

Something in the closet fucking fell and but Jaemin ignored it and whimpered and whined dramatically. "I need a doctor."

"Where's the fun in that? We can have goofy ass hijinks if you actually go to a medical professional like any normal person!" Jeno announced, completely breaking the fourth wall. Jaemin only blinked at him in confusion. "We need to enlist some help. Even if it's not supernatural help, you still have herpes. Text Jisung for plot convenience." Jeno commanded, Jaemin's eyes widening.

"No... they're pissed off at me. Plus, they're like... a little kid." Jaemin thought back to unread texts and the dented car and Jisung's scowl. "Not to mention, they're giving me the silent treatment because I beat the shit out of Chenle."

"Fine. I'll text them."

"NO!" Jaemin yelled a little louder. Jeno was already typing away.

"Chenle probably deserved it" Jeno chuckled, before getting serious again. "Listen, Jaem. They're the smartest dumb person I know. We might have a chance to send him back if we consult with them." Jeno reminded. "Or at least do something about your dick sores, dude. That's concerning as hell."

Jaemin put his head in his hands and groaned. It felt as if his rib age groaned with him. "No. Please, no."

"We're going to have to get Jisung to fix this." Jeno looked Jaemin in the eyes and held his face in his hands with a firm, but gentle grip. "For your sake, for my sake... and for the poor bastard writing this story's sake, too."