thirty nine

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he shifted in the passenger seat as his eyes opened themselves, ready to acknowledge the reality he was in.



jaemin's eyes widen and his emotions grow to a panic once he realizes he's not in the parking lot anymore.



he turns his head and his mouth drops, hanging open.



"close your mouth, i can't focus."



jeno says as his hand grips the steering wheel tight.



"jeno.. y-you're here."



jaemin speaks up and reaches out to hold jeno's free hand.



"i've always been here, nana."



jeno replies as jaemin holds his hand up to his cheek, feeling his soft but strong hands close to him once more.



"what? w-why didn't you answer me? i thought you were mad at me. why did you run away from me?"



jaemin asks in a panic as he leans over to place a kiss onto his love's jaw, intentionally showing his affection.



"n-nana, not now. i'm driving, don't do that."



jeno responds.



his words say one thing but his actions say another.



jeno tilts his head slightly to allow jaemin more access, the younger boy unbuckling his seat belt to give more.



"jeno, pull over right now."



jaemin demands as his hand drags down jeno's chest to the belt buckle around his hips.



it was so clear what the boy wanted right now.



jaemin trails the kisses to jeno's lips, not caring about the dangers he put them in and all jeno could do was shift away.



"stop moving, jeno."



he whines.



"we're on the highway, nana. just wait until i find us a hotel—"



"wrong lane, jeno!"



the lovers stare at the speeding car approaching them unexpectedly, frozen from the shock.



the two take this last second of theirs to look each other in the eyes.



though they couldn't say much, they understood their feelings.



"jeno!"



the collision came quick.

• • •

"jeno!"



he opened his teary eyes with such panic and worry lining his voice, sitting up from the nightmare.



jaemin panted heavily as the recent memories of his dream raced through his mind.



what the fucking hell was that?



his eyes wander all around him, afraid for the past occurring actions.



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