Nct Imagines[REQUEST OPEN]

Jaemin; Please?!

Who would have thought, huh? Y/N of all people was interested in the smiley good ol' Na Jaemin, your brothers best friend? Its barely an interest anymore, just a high, and bad crush.

But you wanted a chance, everyone wanted a chance when it came to that group of friends. They were perfect, beautiful, talented, dreamy. And most of all, Na Jaemin was at the top of your ranks out of the six, excluding your brother cause that's just weird. Being the twin, hidden twin that is, of Lee Jeno, you had a way of getting in, of course the 6 boys barely knew you, except for the maknae Park Jisung and the oldest hyung, they had both grown attached, Jisung the most since you apparently became his, 'protective pretty noona', as he may call it.

You were in the same class as Jeno and Jaemin, and of all possible things, you're brother was placed next to you, Jaemin right in front. You often day dreamed, eyes locked on the back of Jaemin's hair as Jeno scoffed from beside you, he knew what was up, he knew what was up as soon as he brought the 6 boys around to play video games a couple of months back and you had walked down the stairs -well it soon turned into falling half way down- and Jaemin was the first one to help you up. You were a stuttering mess once you had gained balance, soon running back upstairs, forgetting about the snacks you were going to take to your room.  Or the bruises that were soon going to appear and your bones that had started to ache.

That wasn't only the day Jisung had grown a fond of you, it was the day Na Jaemin started ruining your life. Of course Mark had started picking up on the fact that you rarely came down when the boys were there, as he had come over multiple times before Jaemin had, so he had questioned your brother, but he had only replied with personal reasons, which was slightly true. But the day you were walking into school without you're brother who had gone straight to the group, Mark had only raced over, checking if you were okay, Mark cared, he always cared, you were basically a little sister to him so he had to.

Of course you didn't tell him, but he kept asking, and asking, and asking until you gave in. He cared to much for his own good, but when he started talking to you about Jaemin and what he and the boys had been doing recently during lunch breaks, you were glad, you got to know if this was serious or not, but as you learnt more, your feelings only grew and soon it would of felt as if the whole world was collapsing around you but Jaemin would have stood tall. And as Mark would take it, this was bad.

Mark tried, a lot, to get you to hang out with the boys at school, and at your home too, but you wouldn't budge, resistance was running through your veins in the course of that time.

You were in the kitchen, scoffing down some ramen so you could be in time for the drama you were currently watching. Just as you placed the last mouthful in your mouth, you heard you're front door open, followed by noisy voices, of course you had to mentally groan, they were suppose to be going to Haechan's today.

You walked out, after cleaning away what you had, heading in the direction of the living room where the voices were coming from, and as you entered, the TV was on and they had all placed themselves on the couch and floor, apart from Chenle who was inserting the game to the play station. Mark, being Mark, seemed to had noticed you, turning to your direction and a wide smile coming his face.
"Y/N-ah~ hi!"

A smile played on your face from his enthusiasm, "Mark Oppa!" You're eyes had widened, everyone was looking at you, including Jaemin, while Jisung was already on his way over to you, wanting his hug from his pretty noona.

"Noona!", he had basically ran over to you, almost tripping on the way, but he got his hug, the boy was growing even more, and soon, he might be taller than Johnny Oppa, who was a friend of the family.