ᴜɴᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢᴇᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ☀ (Jaesung) [SLOW UPDATES]

五: I Love, I Pine, I Perish

"I felt like an idiot, just sitting there watching people I didn't even know." Jaemin whines, throwing himself face first down onto Renjun's bed, prompting Renjun to slap his butt.

"First of all, these are real silk sheets. Second, I just made my bed. Third of all, does he have a nice butt when he dances?" Renjun says, crossing his arms as Jaemin lifts his head from the bed to look Renjun in the eye.

"It's firmer than Jeno's." Jaemin mutters, slamming his face back down into the red silk that Renjun calls a bed.

"Fuck, you don't even know the kid and you're whipped. Because, according to you, and I quote 'I've never seen a nicer ass than Jeno's' remember that?" Renjun says, sitting down next to his friend.

"Fuck you." Jaemin groans, not even bothering to life his head at this point.

"Sorry, but I have Jeno and Chenle for that." Renjun says smugly, earning a slap to the ribs from Jaemin.

"You're such a hoe." Jaemin grumbles, flipping over to lay on his back, smiling weakly at his best friend.

"You're right.  If loving people gets me called a hoe, then I am most certainly a certified hoe." Renjun says, laying down on his back, joining Jaemin in his ceiling gazing.

"Do I really seem that whipped?" Jaemin asks, mumbling slightly.

Renjun sighs, rolling over to face Jaemin. "Listen, dìdi, as your best friend and as someone who wants to see you live a long and happy life: You're hopelessly whipped for the boy, even though you met him only yesterday, not to mention that you keep turning pink when you mention him." Renjun admits honestly, giving Jaemin's thigh a light pat before rolling back over.

"Hyung, we talk about me liking someone all the time, but what about you?" Jaemin says, his tone more serious as he watches Renjun's chest rise and fall, a silence falling over them like snow.

"I... the person I like, doesn't like me. I've been pining since I was twelve, and he just sees me as a friend. So, I've just never really done anything about it." His voice was soft and barely audible, Jaemin strained to hear him sometimes. "And it isn't like I haven’t tried to get over him. But he just keeps popping up, and we're still friends.... it's horrible."

By now, Renjun was actually in tears, and Jaemin wasn't quite sure how to comfort his friend. He knew Renjun liked to cuddle, so that's exactly what he did.

He reached over, wrapping his arms around Renjun before pulling him closer to his chest, resting his chin above the Chinese males head.

It was official, Jaemin was getting Renjun a boyfriend this year.

Even if it only ended in heartbreak.

[A/N]
462 words, yiss.
I'm trying to update everything, and like?
Why is it so hard?
I either have long chapters that never end, or writers block, and it's really confusing.
Like, I have the motivation, but my inspiration and determination are both crap.
Ugh.
Love, Siha.☀☀☀