High || NCT Jaemin

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𝐏𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐨
𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭

JAEMIN

I stepped out of my flat, closed the door and walked exact 2 meters.

I stopped in front of my neighbours' door and rang the doorbell.
Ha, I didn't forget it existed this time.

A minute after, a familiar girl opened the door. 'Hi, Jaemin.'

'Hey, Jiwon. Where's Jisung?' I stepped inside the flat (inviting myself in) and looked around.

'In his room. Wanna eat something? Or drink?'

'Nah, we're going out. But thanks for the offer.' I smiled and walked into Jisung's room, bursting in without knocking.

'Get up, Jisung, it's bonding ti- hey, aren't you supposed to study?'

The guy was laying in his bed, using his phone. He was wearing grey sweatpants and a black sweater, contrasting his light green and yellow stirped socks.

When Jisung saw me, he tried to hide his phone under his pillow but when he realised I saw it anyways, he chuckled nervously. 'I-I was taking a break.'

'Yeah, right. Now come on, I'm taking you out.'

'But I don't wanna move.' He whined.

'It'll be fun. I know a really good BBQ restaurant but it's quite far so we better get going.'
I smiled and leaned down to pat his knee then left the room.

'He needs to study.' Jiwon folded her arms as I got out of Jisung's room and went to the kitchen.

'If he studies one more minute, he's head will explode.'

'Doubt it, he's on his phone half of the time.' The girl rolled her eyes.

'How do you know?'

'Jaemin, I've been his sister for 17 years, I know what he's like.'

'True.' I nodded.
'Jisung are you done?' I yelled out.

'Just a minute!' Jisung's muffled yell was heard.

'Where are you going?' Jiwon asked.

'A BBQ restaurant. The bus ride is 20 minutes, but it's worth it.'

'Have fun.' The girl smiled. She grabbed her purse from the coffee table in the living room and walked to the coat rack. She pulled out Jisung's wallet from his coat's pocket and put some cash into it.

'You can come too if you want to.'

'It's alright, I'm going out with my friends.'

'Really?' My eyes widened.

Jiwon folded her arms. 'You act like it's a surprise that I have friends.'

'But it is.'

'Alright, alright stop talking. Let's go, Jaemin, I'm hungry.' Jisung stomped out of his room (dressed in black jeans and a grey hoodie) and walked to the door, putting on his shoes.

'Damn, chill. You didn't even want to come in the first place.'

'But I'm hungry now.'

I rolled my eyes and walked to the door. 'Bye, Jiwon. Have a good time with your friends.'

'Thanks, you too.' The girl smiled and I left the flat with Jisung.

'Finally. We're eight minutes late because of you but whatever.'

'Shut up.'

*

'I refuse to believe Donghyuck used to have black hair.' Jisung shook his head and took a bite of his meat slice.

We were in the restaurant, eating. It was great; good food, warm weather, nice company.

I just stared at him for a minute. 'Then what do you think, what is his natural hair color?'

'Uh, I mean I can't imagine him with black hair, I'm so used to blonde.'

'Let me see, I'm sure I'll find an old photo of him with black hair.'
I took a sip from my drink then pulled out my phone from my pocket.

I was scrolling down my gallery when I accidentally clicked on a photo, it appearing on my screen in a big size.

I watched the picture and sighed, remembering the day I took it.

'What is it? You look bothered.' Jisung patted my arm since I didn't move; just stared at my phone.

Without a word, I showed Jisung the photo I took at my date with Dahee around this time last year. We went to ice skating. It was fun although she wasn't good at all at ice skating.
It was a selfie; we were both smiling, our cheeks rosy from the cold weather.

'Is she Dahee? She's really pretty.'

'Yeah. She has black, shorter hair now and I think she's even prettier with that hairstyle.'

'Damn, you're whipp- Wait a minute!' Jisung suddenly raised his voice, causing a few people to look at us.
After bowing as an apology to them, the younger boy looked at the photo again, more carefully this time.

'I'm positive I saw her before. I mean, I tried to imagine her with black hair and- Bingo! She's working at the Sunset Café, isn't she?'

'I think so.' I shrugged, although I knew for sure she was working there.

'She was my barista like two times.'

How lucky.

'She was nice.' Jisung nodded, agreeing with himself.

'It's her job though.' I frowned.

'Oh, shut up, you know what I meant.'

I nodded then averted my gaze back to my phone.

After like a minute I finally found a photo of the three of us- Renjun, Donghyuck, and me- in our high school uniforms.

'Look, this was taken in our.. junior year, I think.'

'Wow, you look so young.' Jisung's mouth formed an 'O'.

'Me?'

'No, all of you.'

'So what do you think of Hyuck's hair?'

'He should die it black again. I mean blonde is great but black is even greater if you ask me.'

'Yes, I think that too. But he's way too narcissistic to listen to anyone else's opinion.' I rolled my eyes.

Jisung sighed. 'You were looking this cool in your junior year and there's me looking like a potato in my senior year.'

'A cool potato.' I laughed.
'No, Jisung you're already cool.'

'Really?'

I nodded and patted his hand. 'Now eat your food or else it's gonna get cold.'

The end of the 12th chapter
To be continued..

Song: EXO-Love Shot (translation credit - genius.com)

Bruh what was this chapter

Trust me, the next one is going to be more iNtEreStInG (or I think so)