At lunch later that day, Jeno and Jaemin were discussing the upcoming dance competition that the school was holding. The prize was for the winner to get to choreograph a dance for the principals. Everyone was amused at the idea of the two fifty-year-old men dancing, so quite a bit was signing up.
Jeno was yet again playing with his food. Jaemin was tempted to smack the guy's hand, but he still was not taking a chance of having it thrown at him.
Out of nowhere, Jeno looked up, "Y'know, you should join that dance competition. You're an amazing dancer Jaeminie."
"Hell no," Jaemin made a face, "I hate getting in front of a bunch of people like that."
"But you can dance perfectly in front of me."
Jaemin sighed, "Yeah, but that's because I'm comfortable around you. All of those people in the crowd aren't gonna be my best friend... unless you can clone yourself."
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Locker // NoMin
FanfictionAs soon as he opened his locker a blue sealed envelope fell out. Jaemin grabbed it and shoved the thing into his pocket, not caring too much.
