You're Mine - Nomin

11

Two weeks had gone by since the last time Jeno saw Jaemin. He had spent his days hiding in his apartment, avoiding all human contact. The guilt was consuming him; Jaemin left him, taking with him the joy Jeno had found. In his mind he was just trying to protect the guy he liked, but for Jaemin this was the biggest rock on his path. He had been trying to contact Jaemin, leaving multiple voice messages which resulted in nothing. It was evident how hurt the stylist was; Jeno had lost all of his hope to win him back.

Mark was calling him. Today Jeno was supposed to get a fitting done for a new campaign. "Jeno, all of the staff is here. Where the hell are you?"

"Damn it Mark, I told you I'm not going!" Jeno had ghosted many events in the last two weeks. His stylist was nowhere to be found and he lost the last hope he had with love. He didn't have any reason to show his face.

"Jeno, you can't keep doing this to your career. If you don't stop this little tantrum your career will be over. Now get your ass to the studio, NOW!"

"Listen to me, you little shit. I make the rules here and I already said I won't go. If you are too worried about my career, go find yourself a new model to manage. Don't call me again, I'm trying to rest." Jeno hung up and went back to sleep.

His days had nothing interesting without Jaemin in them. After the night they spent together he was willing to open up more and let him in. He really saw Jaemin as something more than his stylist and now the story was different. The hours passed and Jeno was still rotting in his bed. A knock on his door made him curse so loud his neighbors probably heard him.

When he opened the door he found his dear friend Renjun. He had two bags full of food in his hands and a warm smile on his face. "I come in peace."

"I'm not in the mood for visits, Ren." Jeno stood in the door, not wanting to let him in.

"I just came to make you some lunch. I figured you ran out of groceries since you haven't left the house."

"Come in." Jeno opened the door and helped Renjun carry the groceries. When they got to the kitchen, Renjun saw the large pile of dirty dishes in the sink. Take out boxes were spread all over the counter and a terrible smell rose from the trash can. Renjun looked at the setting without judgment. This wasn't the first time he came to take care of Jeno during a depressive episode.

"How are you feeling?" Renjun asked as he cleaned the area.

"Like absolute garbage. I haven't left the house in two weeks, for sure I gained some weight and companies keep contacting me for new campaigns." Jeno usually wouldn't complain about business proposals but this time there was nothing to celebrate.

"It's okay to allow yourself to rest. You don't have to figure everything out at once." From the three friends, Renjun was the one who gave the inspiring advice.

"What does one do with a broken heart?" Jeno's question took his friend by surprise. This was the first time Renjun heard him talk about love in a serious way.

"First of all, you need to think if there is a way to fix the situation you're in. Not everything is that hard to fix."

"I already tried it but the person won't talk to me. Ren, I made a huge mistake. The type of mistake that's almost impossible to fix." Jeno hid his face between his hands. Probably Jaemin had blocked him from his contact lists and moved on.

"Are we talking about Jaemin?" Renjun made some lavender tea to help his friend calm down.

"Yes. We were just starting to get comfortable around each other but I did a really stupid thing." Renjun remained quiet, allowing Jeno to vent. "A lot of people were trying to contact me to get his information. I simply ignored the emails. I was just trying to keep him to myself. I was afraid that if I actually gave him wings he would fly away for good. I was so stupid." Jeno poured out his feelings. Every time he remembered what he did, it made him feel worse than before.