Small talk became a common thing between Jaemin and I.
Whenever he came up to the register, we always exchanged words, even though his speech still remained very quiet.
"The weather's getting warmer and you're still dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants?" I raised an eyebrow, my eyes raking over his outfit.
"It's comfortable..." he replied, fumbling with the coins in his hands.
"Ah, hoodies are always comfortable."
He nodded his head, giving me the money.
"At least the ice cream will cool you down." I smiled.
"Yeah." he agreed as he reached out to grab the ice cream, his sleeve rolling up a bit. For a split second, my eyes caught sight of red cuts lining his wrist, then they disappeared under the fabric.
I blinked a few times, my brain denying the possibility of what they could be.
"Thank you Jeno." he softly said, turning towards the door, snapping me out of my gaze.
"You're welcome Jaemin." I replied, grabbing my coffee.
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Night Shift // nomin
FanfictionThe raven haired boy worked during the night. The dirty blond wanted a midnight snack. → trigger warning (mm/dd/yyyy) started: 7/09/18 ended: 9/12/18 [ vietnamese translation by @minpinete ] [ indonesian translation by @lovelyzflowerkei ] Copyrigh...
