dilatory | na jaemin

four

second day of my punishment had already gone by so fast because i was so entranced by all the things jaemin made me do.

i sat on one of the seats in the cafeteria, trying to catch my breath. jaemin had made me run two laps around the whole cafeteria, i love suffering.

"here," he handed me a bottle of water.

"thanks, you're the worst," i say.

"you're welcome," he laughs as i roll my eyes.

i regain my breath and rest against the table.

"uhm, seul?" jaemin calls.

"yeah?" i reply.

"w-why did you shout at me y-yesterday?" he asks, worried.

"well, i.. so many things have been going through my mind lately and it's making me stressed, sorry for yelling at you yesterday," i apologise, feeling bad.

"it's ok, i'm always here so you can talk to me about it, cheer up ok?" he pinches one of my cheek.

i smile and sit up properly. i pull him into a hug.

"thank you," i say.

he pats my head as we release the hug. i realised that jeno was waiting for me in the dance room.

"sorry jaemin, but, i have to go, someone's waiting for me," i run off.

i enter the room and see jeno playing with a pencil with his head laying sideways on the table.

"jeno! sorry for being late, jaemin made me do random punishments," i explain.

he stands and gestures me to sit to him, "that's fine, so, what information are you going to provide me today?"

"well... i've told you some facts about her yesterday, i'll help you with your confession," i say.

and from there, we brainstormed ideas.

***

"what are you planning to do for your birthday?" i asked yoojin through the phone.

we've been calling for about 3 hours now but we didn't mind.

"i was thinking a sleepover at my house with the others, we could properly celebrate there"

"that's good to hear, soo, when do you plan to confess?"

"well, most likely on the sleepover"

"good luck!"

"do you think he'll accept? what if he doesn't, i'm worried now"

"you'll be fine, and i'm one hundred percent sure he'll accept your confession; don't overthink too much"

"thank you! damn, i think my eyes are going to give up on me, goodnight yeseul"

we ended the call as i got cosy in my bed. i sent the photo i took of jaemin the day he was sick and sent it to her.

i didn't bother check her reaction and was soon drifting off to sleep but a ring of a bell from my window interrupted me.

i complain, "what does jaemin want?"

i open my window and ask, "what do you want now? it's already 1:26am."