sour (nomin)

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Jaemin was just flabbergasted at the fact that the first place Jeno thought to go after everything went down was to go practice choreography. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that he thought to go to the place where they would without a doubt be put in to a meeting and most likely get kicked out of the group in just a few hours.

Jaemin had convinced the rest of the boys to let him go to SM and try and figure out what their game plan was, but only if he promised to bring Jeno back to the dorms as soon as possible so that everyone could be together.

Jaemin walked as slow as he could, not wanting to be face to face with Jeno, too scared of what would come out of his own mouth. 

The wave of exhaustion hit him like a bus only a few feet away from SM, but he kept walking, as he  was used to the feeling of extreme exhaustion. 

Upon walking through the doors, he threw his hood over his head, trying his hardest not to get pulled up to a conference room by a part of the staff.

He let out a sigh of relief after reaching the practice room that he knew Jeno would be in, but was quickly filled with anxiety about how the next conversation would go. He pushed it all aside, knowing he had to do it fast so that he could bring Jeno back to the dorms like he had promised the rest of the boys. 

His hand rested on the doorknob for a while before finally mustering up the courage to turn it. Once he did he hastily opened and closed the door behind him, turning to a sweaty, angry looking Jeno. 

Jaemin didn't dare let his eyes roam over Jeno's arms that were now on full show thanks to the tank top he was now wearing. 

"What do you want," Jeno says with malice.

That snapped Jaemin back to his angered feelings he had always had towards Jeno.

"You hugged me too much in public and now people think we're a... couple. There are already articles out and management wants to stop promotions. You kissed me in the park and then left without saying a word. What do you think I want Jeno?" Jaemin asks, trying to calm his angered nerves.

Jeno's face twisted in to one of discomfort at Jaemin's words.

"I need to leave," Jeno says as he quickly grabs his bag and attempts to make it to the door of the now silent practice room.

Jaemin quickly blocked Jeno's way, with a stern look and a pointed finger gesturing towards the table situated in the far corner.

Jeno huffed heavily but made his way towards it, and slumped in to a seat as he arrived.

"Stop being a little bitch and tell me what we are going to do now, are you in love with me or something because," Jaemin faltered with his words, not wanting to tell Jeno the truth.

"Because I will never and have never liked you so you need to get over it and help me think of a way we can get out of this," Jaemin says, a hint of sadness tainting his tone. 

"When did I ever say I liked you?" Jeno says.

Jaemin gives him an incredulous look as those words leave Jeno's mouth.

"You- your kidding right? Jeno, please tell me you're kidding," Jaemin says crossing his arms, talking to Jeno as if he was talking to a third grader.

"Don't act like I'm stupid! I know what I did at the park and it was a mistake alright! I wasn't thinking and I was delirious and couldn't get my thoughts in order, so just let it go!" Jeno screams as he stands, getting closer and closer to Jaemin as he shrinks backwards.

"Jeno, I finally know why I hate you so much," Jaemin says confidently, his scared demeanor quickly wiped away.

"And why is that Jaemin?" Jeno asks condescendingly.

Jaemin shakes his head and nods his head towards the door before walking towards it.

"I promised the rest of the group I would be back with you, so we need to go, and I won't be taking no for an answer," Jaemin says sternly as he goes to open the door, his gaze still on Jeno. 

He stumbled through the already open door in to a tall body and quickly backs up apologizing profusely.

"It's fine, now you two, follow me. Some of your managers want to talk to you," a staff member says with a sullen look.

Both Jaemin and Jeno's anxiety skyrockets in that moment, nodding and slowly following the staff member out of the room, wanting anything but to have another meeting. 

They both look at each other with anger behind their eyes as they walk in to a large conference room, taking their seats across from each other at the opposite end of the long table where the three managers are situated.

Jaemin didn't dare look towards any of them, and decided to focus his gaze on his twiddling thumbs that were settled on the table. 

"Boys, glad you could join us."

Jaemin felt his blood run cold.

AN: Okay, I know I know! Another short chapter I'm sorry!!! But 100 reads? amazing :( ily anyways tell me what you think. I'm so excited for the next chapter