How To Stan an Idol: A Guide by Lee Taeyong (Jaeyong)

Part 16

I created this fic with Idreamt_once on Ao3 and she write a lot of it so basically all credit goes to her. GO READ HER FICS

"Did you reply his text?" Renjun asked Jaemin from where the older was slouched on the couch.

"Sure did," Jaemin replied from the floor. Renjun huffed. He wasn't sure where their relationship with Jeno was at this moment, considering that Jaemin was not subtle at all. Not. At. All.

"Why doesn't he text me?" Renjun muttered disappointedly. Jaemin pulled his small boyfriend close.

"I don't think he's very familiar with this whole poly thing," Jaemin comforted.

"Oh my god, Mark, what do I say?" Jeno groaned. He wasn't sure which one of the two boys he was into. Truth be told, he was into both of them, but that just feels weird.

"Jeno, just be yourself," Mark said from his spot on the practice room floor. Jeno flopped back onto the wood.

"But Injunnie is so cute, and Jaemin's so pretty, how do I tell them that?" Jeno asked. Mark looked up from his phone.

"Just tell them that. You're going to be fine. At least you and your loved one--loved ones?-- aren't in the same group, so you don't have to see them everyday and make it awkward," Mark rolled his eyes. Jeno suddenly sat up.

"Do you think Jaehyun has good advice?" Jeno asked suddenly, "I mean, he's got Taeyong already, right?" Mark scoffed.

"That loser, you really think he could have gotten Taeyong without our help?"

First day of the second semester was always the worst. Not only did the mid-year grades come out, but the increased pressure from comebacks also didn't help. Additionally, Renjun and Jaemin were distracted. By a boy. It wasn't unusual for Jaemin to be distracted by a boy, but for Renjun, top-of-the-class Renjun, it was a strange feeling.

"Shit, Jaemin, I didn't know he went to our school," Renjun muttered, nudging Jaemin. Jaemin looked up from his sandwich.

"Shit," they both mutter again. Jeno looks so fine, he must be the only one who can pull off the ugly yellow uniform and still look flaming hot.

"Did he always sit alone?" Jaemin asked. Renjun and Jaemin look at each other, then back at Jeno.

"No, isn't that Donghyuck?" Renjun replied. Jaemin craned his neck to see.

"Oh my god, that's Mark's boyfriend," Jaemin affirmed. Suddenly, Jaemin ducked down, banging his forehead on the table.

"Ah, shit," Jaemin groaned, rubbing at his forehead, "he saw us looking,"

"Oh my god, do you think we should invite him over, like, the four of us?" Renjun asked. Jaemin looked up from his self-pitying.

"Let's go," Jaemin dragged Renjun up. Renjun frowned, his face turning pink.

"No, you go," Renjun said, folding back onto himself. Jaemin cooed.

"Aww, are you shy?"

"Over there, Donghyuck, are you blind?" Jeno face-palmed. Donghyuck cackled.

"I know where they are," Donghyuck replied, scooping up another bite of rice. Jeno stared down at his chocolate milk.