𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗠𝗢𝗗𝗘 | 𝗡𝗖𝗧 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠

Only Kissing You | Jaemin Fic #4

Title: only kissing you

Genre: college au, friends to lovers

Warnings: slight angst, (y/n) is a little negative-minded, mildly suggestive, descriptions of kissing

Word count: ~2.5k

Author's note: hey guys, this was an idea that just sprang to my mind a week ago. i know the kissing booth trope has been done before and it might be a little cliché, but this is my take on it. also, i have a feeling you guys like this type of stuff lol. anyway, happy reading ^ ^

Side note: "sunbae" is a Korean honorific for "senior." i wrote this story with the setting of the characters attending a korean university in mind.

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You were sitting in the library peacefully finishing up an assignment that wasn't due for another week. Yet you told yourself that staying ahead on schoolwork was far more productive than what most girls on campus were up to. The lively giggles echoing through the hallway reached your ears, drawing a quiet sigh of annoyance from you.

"Someone doesn't sound too happy," the familiar playful voice of Zhong Chenle brought you out of your thoughts.

Glancing up from your laptop, you found the dark-haired male in a basketball jersey grinning down at you. Unsurprisingly, standing beside him was Park Jisung, a tall yet shy boy who had recently dyed his hair cherry red after losing a bet with Lee Haechan.

Your cheeks flushed when Chenle called you out, but you quickly tried to mask it. "I don't know what you're talking about," you replied, feigning indifference by crossing your arms.

Unfortunately, Chenle wasn't someone you could easily fool— especially considering that he was able to crack through your reserved exterior by the end of your freshman year. Even now as sophomores, he could decipher your mannerisms better than your own family.

"Uh-huh," Chenle replied, not sounding very convinced. "I think the fact that you're like the only person here on a Friday night says otherwise."

Jisung chuckled nervously, "Hey, let's not peer pressure her."

"Peer pressure me into what?" you asked, raising an eyebrow. Your suspicion deepened when you caught the spark of mischief in Chenle's eyes.

"Into going to the student council's kissing booth, of course," Chenle then answered, as if it were obvious.

The mention of the fundraiser instantly set off alarm bells in your mind. "I still can't believe Mark actually approved of that," you muttered, shaking your head in disbelief.

"Well, Haechan managed to convince him," Jisung said with a shrug. "And it is a pretty great way to raise money."

You didn't need to question further to know what he was referring to. Ever since the pink flyers with animated kiss marks had gone up, the campus had been buzzing with excited squeals from every girl on campus. Not that you could blame them when the line-up featured some of NCIT's campus heartthrobs.

Chenle lightly nudged you on the shoulder. "You should go (Y/n). Na Jaemin will be there, you know."

"Yeah and that's exactly why I don't want to go," you exhaled, tapping on the mousepad of your laptop to wake up the screen.

Even though you dropped your gaze, the guys didn't miss the way your cheeks started to turn red. For they were both aware of the "small" crush you had on the junior majoring in biomedicine. You cursed internally, wishing you were better at hiding your emotions.