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cameras-jeongin (stray kids)

click. click. click.

m/n saw his life flashing before his eyes.

click. click. click.

in his hands, he held pictures.

but they weren't the pictures that you saw 30 years in the future, bringing you a sense of joy when you remembered a happy memory. these were his careers end in his hand, instead bringing him a feeling of panic. dread.

fear.

"there going to release this." the ceo said, his hands folded, a solemn look on their face. m/n looked up, his eyes close to tears. "is there anything we can do?" he asked, flipping the printed pictures over. the ceo shook his head, his fingers tapping lightly. "nope. we just have to deny everything."

m/n's head hung low, tears falling on his wrist. he put his head on the table, breathing heavily, tears falling down quickly.

he was going to have to give it all up.

his relationship, his career. his happiness.

"i'm sorry m/n." the ceo said, rubbing the crying boys arm. "i really am."

***

m/n walked into his dorm, wiping excess tears from his cheeks.

it hurt.

he continued to see the photos in his hands. he could remember the date. every second, every word, every hug, every kiss. it hurt that the happy memories he had became a deadening anchor, pulling him under.

plopping face down on his couch, m/n felt his emotions come up to his throat again. he cried into his pillow, gripping the cloth between his fingers. it felt like his emotions were stirring in a pot, brewing with the bile in his stomach.

m/n turned around, his eyes flaring from the light. he wanted to continue crying. m/n pulled himself off the couch, aimlessly walking to his bedroom. pulling his clothes off, he put on a comfortable shirt and shorts, getting into his bed.

it all felt pointless.

what was he supposed to do now?

turning of the lights in his room, m/n closed his burning eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.

***

m/n looked around, making sure no one was following him. he slipped into the door, going into the dorm.

"jeongin! i'm here!" m/n whispered screamed, opening his bedroom door. "i'm right behind you stupid." jeongin said, tapping m/n's shoulder.

m/n turned around, giving jeongin a big hug. "ah you're here!" he squealed, leaving small kisses over his face, squeezing him tightly. "m/n i can't breathe." jeongin whispered, his lungs being compressed. m/n giggled, letting him go.

"ready?" jeongin asked, pecking m/n on the forehead. m/n smiled, grabbing his boyfriend's hand and pulling him out the dorm and onto the street, ready to walk out on the city.

*

m/n and jeongin sat in a quiet place in the park, legs intertwined, breathing heavily. jeongin caressed m/n's hair, the stars twinkling above them. "you're beautiful."

"what if we get caught-" "shh love, i'll make sure the cameras won't find you."

how m/n wished he was right.

***

m/n woke up from his slumber, tears drying out on his face. his phone was buzzing on his side table, m/n picking it up, wiping tears off his face.

"hello?" he asked, sighing in defeat, upset he was awoken from his dream into this nightmare.

"are you ok?" a voice asked, his voice sounding through the room. "honestly not chan. i don't know what do to." m/n sighed, his hope slipping out like a balloon being slowly emptied.

"would you like to come over?" he asked, almost nervous. m/n took a deep breath, slowly responding. "sure." "see you."

m/n hung up the call, putting his phone back down. staring up at the ceiling, he got up from his bed, putting on a sweatshirt and hat, grabbing a mask from his desk.

walking into his living room, he slid on his shoes, grabbing his keys and wallet, closing the door.

he walked out of the front of the dorm, waiting at the bus stop, putting on his mask and slipping his earbuds in.

the bus pulled up, m/n scanning his bus pass and choosing a spot in the back of vehicle, scrolling through his phone.

the pictures.

twitter was full of the pictures, people disgusted at the two boys in the park. tears starting dropping on his phone, overwhelmed.

playing music, he drowned out the laughter, voices taking over in his head. m/n waited for his stop, getting off at his stop, walking to stray kids' dorm, not ready for the horror to ensue.

***

"come in m/n." chan said, a somber look on his face. m/n weakly smiled, his face tired, tear stains covering his cheeks. "you haven't been looking at what they've been saying have you?" he asked, gently holding m/n's hand, guiding him inside. m/n slowly nodded his head, almost unsure with what he was suggesting. chan chuckled, patting the boy's back. "don't lie to me."

the two walked into the dorm, waving hello to the stray kids who were sitting around the living room area. "jeongin's in his room." hyunjin said, tilting his head down the hall. "good luck m/n."

m/n took a deep breath, walking down the carpeted corridor, turning the knob on his boyfriend's door. "jeongin? you in there?" he whispered, entering the messy room.

m/n heard soft sobs.

walking over to the closet, he opened the door, his boyfriend looking back up at him. "m/n?" jeongin sniffled, wiping the tears off his face. "i'm here love." m/n whispered, hugging the boy.

the two sat in their embrace on the closet floor, quietly crying and reassuring each other. "what should we do love?" jeongin whispered, holding the crying boy. "i can't stand them talking about you."

m/n looked up at him, wiping his tears. "maybe we should break up." the two looked at each other, tears falling from their eyes. "maybe we should." jeongin whispered, his tears falling onto his neck. "one last kiss?"

the two connected their lips, salt falling in between them. pulling away, m/n tucked his head on jeongin's shoulder, water soaking his sweatshirts.

"i'm sorry i couldn't stop the cameras."

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word count: 1041
status: unedited
original date of publish: 2/12/2023

omg watching super bowl halftime riri is so prettyyyy
i swear the next oneshot won't be angsty
valentine special and maybe jaehyun one?!?
alright byebye i need to watch this

byebye<3