music major / jaemin

two

it wasn't really different than any other day when na jaemin held a fanletter in his hands. the only difference was that during his days as a trainee, he got lesser letters (almost none at all) and never received them at school. no one had ever sent him letters at school, so this was a first. but jaemin was drowning in the water, thoughts (practice singing dancing homeworks practice singing dancing homeworks letter from someone?? practice singing dancing) being the cool water that's weighing him down. he tried his best to reach his hand out for somebody, anybody to pull him out, but he was already in too deep.

he thought, “wow, i can't believe my last thought before i drown is ‘will i be able to get the choreography right?’.”

and then suddenly, a hand shot into the water, pulling jaemin up with so much force that he landed onto the land on his stomach. he coughed out water violently until his throat hurt and braced himself to look up, only to be met by the annoyed expression of lee jeno.

his best friend. his savior. his –

“you gotta stop spacing out every five seconds, na jaemin.” lee donghyuck said with his hands on his waist, his expression feigning annoyance. much more annoyance than jeno's expression had held. jaemin wondered if his mind had messed up jeno and donghyuck's face. “look, i get it that you're really distracted and you have a lot on your plate, but get! a! grip! jaemin! get ahold of yourself!” donghyuck had his hands gripping jaemin's shoulder, shaking him back and forth violently.

jaemin let donghyuck shake him reluctantly as he felt his soul leaving his body. nobody could save him then.

“okay, donghyuck, stop doing that,” jeno came in between them and there jaemin was again, looking at him with heart eyes as a cheesy tune plays in the background. lee jeno. his bestfriend, his savior, his –

“it makes me a bit,” donghyuck made wild hand gestures and shot a nasty glare at jaemin. and then he threw his hands up, obviously have given up on explaining how frustrated jaemin makes him feel, mumbling some gibberish about how "jaemin is always staring into space as if he just came back from the moon," to which jeno replied with "donghyuck stop he's not a bunny" which turned into a heated argument. the only thing jaemin could make out from their argument was donghyuck yelling "bunnies are NOT from the moon", and how jeno asked how was he so sure about that. ("you should ask doyoung hyung from confirmation." "jeno, stop smiling, this is serious." "is doyoung hyung from the moon?") the debate definitely wasn't helping jaemin, so he banged his head against the table, and the world crumbled into dust under him.

when he shot up again to rub at his forehead (holding himself back from whining in pain), he remembered the letter he received. it looked nothing fancy, just a ‘addressed to na jaemin’ in the front, otherwise nothing special and eyecatching. deciding that it would be better to open it then to distract himself from his two noisy friends (who were still arguing), jaemin tore open the letter carefully, and placed it on his thighs to hide it from their view.

jaemin cracked a little smile at the part where the writer had pointed out how all three of his friends had the same surnames. it was all coincidence, of course. if it were real, the world would be in flames, kids would be running about and crying, hide your kids, hide your family, hide everything. his friends are actually.. capable of making more mess despite how angelic and pure they may look. jaemin glanced up momentarily to look at donghyuck and jeno, making sure they didn't develop telepathic powers over the time they were arguing and listened to his thoughts, and then continued reading his letter as if nothing happened.

“what's that you're reading?" jaemin almost jumped out of his skin when donghyuck peered over his shoulder to read the letter in his grasp. he quickly folded it back neatly, ‘from: a music major, who wants to be your friend’ still lingering on his mind. “a letter i found in my locker.”

“a letter? it's not always we get letters.” jeno pointed out. jaemin agreed internally. they can't even accept fans' letters at the airport because of the security, and they haven't had a fanmeeting yet. whoever and sent in the letter was lucky because he or she attended the same school as him. “yeah, well, this person is from the same school as us after all.”

“a letter?” donghyuck mumbled, an accent evident from the way he was speaking. “do you know who it's from?”

jaemin's mind told him no, i don't even want to find out while his heart yelled YES, WHO IS IT FROM, I LOVE THIS PERSON ALREADY. though, outside, he looks extra tired and ready to drop dead anytime soon. “i wish i knew.”

donghyuck and jeno shared a look before holding both their hands out. “no. as much as you want to find out who your little fangirl or fanboy is, we can't afford to lose time over this while we could be practising.” donghyuck said, a faraway gaze on his face. jeno nodded along with him, a sad smile on his face.

oh, well, it wasn't like jaemin wanted to find out anyway. yeah, he wanted to thank him or her, but he could get too distracted and forget practice. jaemin hung his head low, which donghyuck and jeno took as a sign of him telling them yes, okay, i will not do that, instead i will spend most of my time in the practice room which is already like my home. jaemin pushed back the heavy feeling tugging at his heart away.

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(a/n)

comparing this to my old drafts, i really like the fact that my writing has improved a lot. back then, i just wrote whatever came to mind and published it. but because of the books i've read lately, i've managed to use better words & better grammars, and including some metaphors. HAHAHA. i hope it's okay!

++ some things might be different but it's okay, everything will slowly unfold throughout the chapters. also i changed it a bit so it would seem more realistic, but i worry that the way i interpret the characters doesn't really follow the way they really are in real life. I Apologize In Advance For That.