Rain and Outer Space ✔️

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As they walked into the battlefield, they could hear the screamings of each school's supporters. Jaemin's heart beat ten time faster, as he took his position for a pre-match photo session. He realized that their opponent had bulkier, way bigger bodies. He just hoped that they would somehow win this match.

"Good luck," Mark patted everyone's back as he stood in the middle of the field. Jaemin went to his side, near the bleachers where he could see faces he knew. Hansol and Yuta were there. Taeyong and Jaehyun too, with a smaller, awkward-looking man. Maybe that's Taeil. He could also see Chenle and Donghyuck. Next to them were Renjun, standing side by side with Doyoung. What made Jaemin's blood boiled was, both of them didn't pay attention to the game. They were chatting.

"Focus, Na!" Jeno screamed from the other side of the field. Jaemin gave a thumb up, right when the referee blew the whistle.

Unfortunately, the taller guy snatched the ball from Mark's hands, and easily passed it over to his teammate. It was only two minutes before the other school team scored their first point.

Mark and the others were starting to get pissed. Not only because their opponent were bigger, they played rough. Lucas, the tallest of the team, even got knocked down a few times until he had scratches on his elbows. Also, the referee seemed not to care about the fouls.

When Jeno got pushed until he fell on the third quarter, Jaemin had enough. He pushed the person who injured his best friend and punched his nose, causing it to bleed.

The referee blew his whistle, and claimed it as a foul for Jaemin's team. The crowds and coaches from both team went wild.

"Fucking use your eyes, moron! You fucking use your eyes!" Jaemin pointed as his own eyes while staring deadly at the referee.

"Filthy scum! I swear I'll kill you!" Jaemin turned to the person, guilty for Jeno's fall.

"Nana, Nana! Come on, dude, stop," Jeno restrained him from behind with one hand, while pulling him to their own side to prevent Jaemin from lashing out, "I'm okay, I'm not hurt. Look at me!"

Jaemin turned to look at his best friend with teary eyes. "We can do this, Nana. We're only ten points away. Get your head in the game, forget about those assholes, forget about Renjun. Stop glaring at him and Doyoung every five seconds."

Jeno knew him too well. Jaemin sighed in defeat and nodded. They continued to play.

Jaemin got scolded by his coach at break time between the third and fourth quarter. He didn't pay attention.

Fourth quarter, and they were better. Lucas shot a few two-points, while Jisung shot two times of three-points. A minute before the match ended, they were even, 40-40.

Jaemin was the closest person to the ring, while Mark who was dribbling the ball was getting blocked by another guy. His eyes landed on Jaemin and he yelled, "Jae!"

Mark threw the ball from a far distance, and it all felt like a super slow-motion scene for Jaemin. He reached up, and caught the ball. When he's sure he really got it, he ran closer to the ring and jumped up to score.

Unfortunately, when the ball was off of his hands, he got pulled down by the opponent, and he fell right on his bottom. He squinted his eyes and groaned in pain as the airhorn blew off, signaling that the game was over.

He was still sitting on the floor with his butt aching like crazy, when suddenly he got lifted up by his teammates and the supporters.

"You did it! You did it!" Jisung who was lifting him on his shoulder screamed, "We won, hyung!"

Jaemin zoned off as he saw Renjun and Doyoung was still on the bleacher. That was it. He had reached his limit.

When Jisung put him down, he grabbed Jeno's shoulder, "Do it."

Jeno was confused, "Do what?"

"Kiss me. Now."

"Are you sure? You're looking—"

"I swear, Lee Jeno, do it now!"

Jeno stared at him for a brief second before his hand snatched the back of Jaemin's neck and pulled him closer. His other hand rested on Jaemin's lower back as he closed his eyes and landed his lips on Jaemin's.

People got shocked but cheered anyway, since they thought Jaemin and Jeno were together. Jaemin bit the taller lad's lower lip, and soon their tongues slithered in, roaming every corner of each other's mouth.

They pulled apart not long after they began. There was a silence before they both broke into laughter and slapped the back of each other's head.

"No homo," Jaemin chuckled.

"No homo," Jeno agreed, "Let's get changed."

Jaemin nodded and they walked with their team to the locker room. Jaemin stole a glance at the bleachers and didn't see Renjun anywhere.

Written : April 6th 2018
Published : June 13th 2018
pLeAsE dOn'T hAtE mE tHiS wOn'T tUrN iNtO a NoMiN fAnFiC oMg. I turned red while writing that last scene I CAN'T—

okay, let's talk about another topic.

Remember when I asked whether you would read a Chensung fic if I wrote one? Guess what? I really write one. Jsjwisjqosk It's still on progress, though, and it is DIFFERENT than ROS or my previous works. Ehehe.

Do you want some clue? :)