HURT (Nomin 🔞)

HURT

"Jen-"

Jaemin gasped when suddenly a pair of very familiar hands pushed him to the wall-nearest to the door, as soon as he entered his shared dorm room.

His breath hitched as soft lips latched onto his neck-kissing and nicking it with frenzy.

"Ngh~" He moaned and his chest heaved when a hand snaked around his waist, balancing him and his shaky legs.

His eyebrows pinched and his mouth flew open as he struggled to breathe due to the onslaught of licks and bites.

"Jeno- please sto-ah~"

His sentence was half interrupted by his distressed moan due to a particularly harsh bite, right below his collarbone.

Tears sprung in his eyes, and his fingers flexed over Jeno's shoulders, blunt nails digging over the soft material of his T-shirt.

Jaemin was tired, both physically and emotionally-his body was sore and his mind a mess.

Physically, because- comeback season. Their schedule was packed with recordings and rehearsals.

And emotionally, because, Jeno.

Jeno had been treating him very weirdly these past few days.

The usual Jeno who was all sunshine and smiles-who would tease Jaemin for slacking off, ask (beg) Jaemin to cook for him, accompany him for their weekly bike rides, who would never give up the chance of cuddling him while they watched whatever Jeno found interesting-was nowhere to be seen.

Instead- Jeno, these days wasn't even sparing a glance in his direction. He was completely ignoring Jaemin's existence. He would straight up disregard Jaemin's every advance towards him.

And all of this was taking a toll on the younger, it was getting difficult for him to focus on anything as his mind was always plagued with-have I done something wrong to upset him?

Jaemin knew their recent arrangement of them being friends with benefits-proposed by Jaemin himself-would cause problems.

But Jeno was okay with it, anything to get his mind off of things.

So they fucked-several times after that. Them being roommates was a plus.

Jaemin was happy, even though the most important aspect-the love and adoration he craved from Jeno-was not there.

He was trying not to regret it because having Jeno in any way was rewarding to him, or so he thought.

It was all backfiring now.

"Jeno-yah~ please.." He tried once again as he held onto Jeno's broad shoulders to anchor himself. His mind was getting mushy due to Jeno's keen ministrations and he was slowly losing himself to the space where the only thing that mattered was having his Jeno close.

'He is NOT yours! No! This has to stop-' Jaemin thought shakily, he was not feeling well today, Jeno's distant behavior towards him was like a wake-up call, that he would not survive if Jeno decided to end their friendship for once and all.

He pushed Jeno's shoulders a little to create some distance between them, to no avail, Jeno's mouth was unrelenting and demanding as it covered the whole expanse of Jaemin's neck with bruises that were already darkening.

Jeno licked a stripe from the base of Jaemin's neck to ear, and Jaemin couldn't help but shiver, he bared his neck, even though he wanted Jeno to stop.

Jaemin closed his eyes, his body was sore because of the dance rehearsals and he couldn't get an ounce of sleep.

He didn't want to continue, he was sure that Jeno was also tired because of their heavy schedule, 'Is this why Jeno is so frustrated these days?' He thought. 'But then why can't we just talk it out! Why this? Why-'