𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐃 [EDITING]

21

"So Jeno, how are we going to pursue Mr. Huang?" Jaemin said, popping a fry into his mouth. "I don't know Nana, maybe we should just keep up with the flirting and hanging out with him everyday." Jeno said, gulping down his Coke.

"No, we can't do that. I mean, nobody knows he's ours, and you saw what just Lucas being near him does to you, look at your nose." Jaemin said, taking an aggressive bite out of his burger. "True babe, lets brainstorm." Jeno out his hand out, Jaemin grabbed it and rubbed it soothingly.

"I know! We can have a sleepover, maybe make it a bit PG-13." Jaemin said, getting a hit from Jeno. "That's more of a boyfriend losing his virginity type of date." Jeno said, leaning his head on his hand.

"I've got it!" Jaemin shouted.
"What?" Jeno questioned, eating more fries. "It's the dance soon, and as President I'm on the comity, and as my boyfriend so are you." Jeno was about to protest, but Jaemin shushed him, "We get Renjun to help too, then we subtly flirt and shit, then boom, we ask him to the dance."

"That's, actually, not a bad idea." Jeno said, shaking his head laughing.  "What's that supposed to mean?" Jaemin said smacking the boy gently. "Nothing babe." Jeno said, leaning in to kiss the boys cheek. "You missed again." Jaemin said smiling, then kissing Jeno's lips.

"Much better."

//////

"Dance?" Renjun questioned Haechan. "Yeah, I'm going with Mark, Chenle is off with Jisung and, hopefully, Jeno, Jaemin and you are going together." Haechan shouted from his wardrobe. Chenle and Renjun were laying on his bed. Haechan's house was actually close to Renjun's apartment, as he kinda lives in the middle of nowhere.

"So you invited us to have a sleepover so you can look in your wardrobe to find something for the dance? Which is in three weeks." Chenle questioned the older, munching on popcorn. "Oh I'm sorry that I just want all of us to look good, tell you what you go looking a like a troll doll with that orange hair of yours."

"It was meant to be red!"

"Oh and that picture of you in-"

"Jisung wanted to see what I looked like in them-"

"Oh well I can tell you what yo-"

"Shut up, both of you. Just carry on with the god awful conversation we were having before." Renjun said, not really paying attention as he was playing on Haechan's PlayStation. "What have you got against dances?" Chenle questioned, going through some of the stuff Haechan laid out.

"I've never really been to one." He shrugged. "You've never been to a dance? Like ever?" Haechan was shocked. "No ones ever asked you to one?" Renjun shook his head. "People have asked him, he's just oblivious." Chenle said, trying on a blazer. "Who?" Renjun asked, turning his attention to him. "Yangyang asked you, Yeri asked you, hell even I asked you."

"Yangyang asked me to go with him to make this boy he liked jealous. Yeri didn't know I was gay, so I politely declined. And you asked me because your mum was going to make you go with your neighbour if you didn't get a date."

"And you made me go with my neighbour!" Chenle yelled. Haechan then burst out of the wardrobe with more clothes. "That's it, you are going to this dance, and we'll be the three best looking boys there. Now get your arse over here so I can find you a nice outfit." Renjun reluctantly walked over to him.

"Don't people just wear suits to these sort of things." He whined, not liking the fuss. "Boring people do, and no friend of mine is boring. Plus you need to look like a whole damn meal to match with your boyfriends." Haechan finished his sentence in a teasing tone.

But Renjun didn't mind. He liked the sound of that.

Boyfriends.