Genre : Fluff, angst - contains panic and anxiety attacks, may also contain gore and violence in future chapters, read at your own risk.
A group of college students are living together in a dorm. Everyone has their own story and struggles in life. Let’s also add the fact that everyone has a reason why they were living in that dorm. Whether it is running away from something that fate has decided for him, it was not what he wanted. Another is trying to hide something from everyone, and he had to lie about everything. Or simply because he doesn’t have anywhere to go, and he didn’t want to go sleeping with the rats besides the trash bins. Each of them has different priorities, but they all live in the same dorm they call home. How will life turn out for them?
Jaemin Na - Barriers
Status: At home, come in! word count: 17k atm!
Life was easy for the likes of Jaemin, and everything went as smooth as he wanted it to be. But when he decided to make his own decisions, why did life seem to disagree? The love of his life is slowly drifting, further and further. How will he break his own creation? His walls that he made that were getting between the two of them? His barriers.
Renjun - His Distraction
Status: Currently out! will be home soon!
His peaceful life was once a miserable one. Renjun might have encountered every single uncanny situation in his lifetime. Having an unfortunate past, he now chooses the life he currently possesses and is living without regrets. But then again, life seemed to have its way with everyone. Life gave him something that he least desired, a distraction. Not just any distraction, it’s his distraction.
Haechan - My Fate
Status: still having fun! will be right there!
Having everything at his disposal, Haechan was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He has everything that he could ever ask for, but—he wants none of it. It was a life that he dreads, so he did what he does best. He ran away. But will fate accept his actions this time? Or will he find his match, where he won't be able to escape from? Will he finally say, "this is 'my fate'."?
Jeno - Deceived
Status: coming home soon!
Lies. Lies. Lies. Jeno's life was full of lies, and he was great at telling one. His world revolves around his secret that he is willing to tell as many lies if he could to hide the ugly truth. What if the time came where he would hesitate to tell a lie? Did love indeed weaken his defenses? Or life was playing a game wherein the deceiver finally gets deceived.
i'm going to discontinue "dorm of us", my vision for the series has been completely lost as my priorities have shifted and so i will not be able to continue the said series. i hope you guys understand, thank you for supporting this account and i will always be grateful :)
FUCK U TO THOSE GUYS WHO DONT SEE WOMEN'S WORTH, FUCK YOU IF DONT KNOW HOW TO BE CONTENTED AND FUCK YOU FOR BEING SUCH AN ASSHOLE FOR PLAYING WITH WOMEN'S FEELINGS.
you watched the cinema prepared for closing, indicating the end of the last day of showing for your new film. one that you directed and wrote yourself.
it was a hit, to the least of your expectations.
your main goal was just to pour all of your feelings into a film. and it did.
there was hatred, sadness and loneliness.
you had no idea what made it the crowd's favorite.
was it relatable? inspirational? was is it because of it being about a clichè break up? you don't know.
but you do know, that they were curious about one thing in the film.
"based on a true story."
you sighed standing up. stretching your joints as you have been sitting for the longest time.
it was getting late, you have to head home.
turning your heels to the direction of the exit, you walked your way through the white tiles of the mall. heels clicking, echoing through the almost empty halls.
"y/n!!"
you turned around, meeting a breathless ex-boyfriend!haechan. His figure was bent, hands were resting on top of his knees as he struggles to breathe.
"what?" you responded blandly, eyebrows raising.
haechan straightened his posture, finally catching his breath.
"I-im sorry—"
"for what?"
"for everything."
you scoffed. "now you're sorry? that's bullshit haechan."
"look, i didn't know you would feel that way—"
"you should've haechan, you should've have. and now, you feel sorry? for not knowing what i would've felt? it even took me to create a film just for you to understand what i have been through?! and now, you're sorry? you should've known better."
glaring at him, you take your leave in a haste, not wanting to gather further attention from the minimal people in the premises.
but your actions came to a halt when he grabbed your wrist.
"i still love you, y/n."
you looked at him, tears brimming in his eyes. showing his genuine sorrow for what has happened between the two of you.
but what's done is done.
"i would've believe you two months ago haechan. but i want to pick myself this time. could i at least do that?" your words coming out soft, tears also warning to fall from your eyes at any given moment.
his head was bowed down as tears continued to fall from his bewitching eyes, that once you have loved, how it holds the universe and how it shines whenever he looks at you. but now only misery was evident.
"i don't want to lose you, y/n."
"we won't gain anything in this relationship anymore, hyuck. im sorry but i am now having my own life. i finally accepted that we are both destined to live our lives, where we cannot be with each other. you proved that yourself."
you walked away, leaving him sobbing by himself.
pain. pain taught you to be cruel.
loyalty and faithfullness are the greatest strengths in a relationship however, it is also the weakness.
you were too weak, and he took advantage of it.
while you thought you two were happy, he found satisfaction from others.
even blaming you for not being enough.
but at the very least, pain taught you to be who you are now.
pain brought you success, while it left him breathless.
Growing up in a problem-free household, Jaemin didn’t want to leave the house where he grew up. He has two childhood friends who he trusts and will do anything and everything for their sake. And when we say everything, we mean everything. And if that means moving together with them for the contentment of his traumatized friend and leave his beloved home, then he will. At 16, Jaemin was out of the household he grew up in and lived with Jeno and y/n. But that was not the only reason he wanted to move in. That was also because of his hidden feelings that he wanted to let out. Little did he know that there will be a lot of things in his way. Will he be able to end up with her? Or there will only be barriers between them?
"Hey babe? You're still doing that?" Jaemin's forehead scruched at whatever you were working at.
He glanced towards his phone, 3:46 am.
It has been days—no, weeks since you had a goodnight's sleep and Jaemin is getting worried. It just doesn't look like you're reviewing for an upcoming test anymore.
It's starting to look like you're—
forcing yourself.
"Y/n, baby. Come on, you need to rest." He grabs your shoulders lightly not giving him any glances as you were still in a trance with your work.
Jaemin sighs.
"Y/n. Please." He begs.
But you didn't move.
He decides to leave you, he turns around only to look back at you to see that your shoulders were shaking.
Jaemin immediately turned you to face him with a small sob leaving your lips.
His frustated features quickly softned with pity.
He embraced you tightly while you continued to cry out your tears.
"It's okay baby, I know," His words comforts you, rubbing your back slightly to calm you down, " you don't have to pressure yourself too much."
You broke down. "I don't know Jaemin, I feel like I'm not doing well enough. It's like e-everyone is waiting for me to make a mistake." your tears fell harder, your chest feeling lighter after having to finally let it out.
Jaemin felt bad. You were already at the top of everything, but the pressure that's being put at your shoulders is becoming to much for you to handle.
"W-what if I f-fail? Then everyone will be dissapointed in me, t-they'll laugh at me because I finally failed."
He cupped your face between his hands and wiped the tears from your eyes. He hugged you once more, giving you a peck on your head.
"Don't think about them, baby. It doesn't matter what they think of you. If you're tired, then stop. Even if everyone leaves you for quitting something that makes you unhappy," he stared at you in the eyes,"I'll be here for you." He smiled, embracing you again.
summary: a genius student who has done nothing but study met a new boy and both of their lives changed because of 7 days
It was another lame day. The same exact thing.
Students all over the hallways, girls who were busy gossiping about boys, your classmates crowding in the corner for a game—everything was the same as it usually does.
You sat at your seat as the lunch hour passes, with no one to talk to, to study with or anything.
Hands busy studying for the next subject, ears blocked with music from your headphones, attention focused on your chemistry book. It’s no wonder why anyone wouldn’t even try to talk to you. Not like it mattered though.
After all, school was just another requirement for you to please your parents.
Signing up for the student council, the academic clubs and everything that would get you high marks. Other students wouldn’t want to be you being boring and all, you also could say the same—but let’s just say that this lifestyle is better for you.
A pat on your back caused your focus to disappear. Taking off your earphones, you looked over your shoulder to see the person that disrupted your attention. It was a first actually, since no one ever talked to you after 10th grade.
A tall figure stood behind you. He had dark hair, muscles evident were from his white uniform and— a really handsome face, a new one perhaps. You haven’t seen him before, you reckon, he was a new student.
“Hey, y/n right?” He asks in his deep voice, which you find oddly—attractive.
You nod in bewilderment. Your mind is confused on as to why a guy as handsome as him dared to even talk to you when no one else would.
It’s also not helping that your classmates have their eyes locked on the both of you. Perhaps they were also curious as you were.
Your thoughts melted as the boy spoke to you again.
“Mr. Kim wanted to meet us at the student council room for a briefing, I expect you to be one of the candidates if I am not mistaken.”
Oh. That.
You completely forgot that today was the briefing and selection of candidates for each partylist.
The election slipped out of your mind. Well, how would it not when it is the first time in years that you have had an actual conversation with a boy in that close of a proximity.
They can call you naive and innocent for all you care, but it isn’t your fault that anything that isn’t related to studying is unacceptable to eyes of your mother and father.
It isn’t your fault to be feeling this way.
“Oh, right.” You awkwardly replied. You stood up and went to gather your belongings to keep them.
Lucky for you, the boy was kind enough to wait for you. Afterwards, you immediately signaled him to lead the way.
You followed him quietly from the back. There was no exchange of words or what so ever. But you noticed that he would turn to check on you every couple of minutes or so.
To which you remembered—you don’t even know his name yet.
Maybe it’s because of his intimidating presence or it’s really just considering the fact that you both have just met—
He stopped in his tracks and turned to your direction. Possibly indicating that he wants you to walk together.
You caught up and he showed you a smile. A bright smile that went up to his eyes, making him more charming than he already was.
“I’m Jeno by the way.” He lends his hand for you to shake.
You smiled softly. “Well I supposed you already know me,” you chuckled, “Y/n” you shooked his hand and you felt heat spread throughout your face.
You both giggled and took the rest of the journey to the office as an opportunity to get to know each other.
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Days passed and the election was over. It was a really an amusing coincidence that Jeno ran for the Student Body President and you ran for the Vice President positon.
To top it all off, you were both in the same team. Which overjoyed you.
Now would it really just be a coincidence that it happens to be that you both won the position!
Well, you kind of expected that in Jeno’s part since every girl on campus were smitten over him. But overall, it was a great and fair election.
You and Jeno spent most of your days together. It didn’t really mind you since aside from the duties of being in the council, Jeno was a really nice person to be with.
And of course, your mother and father didn’t do anything since it was all related to school which was clearly favorable to you.
Jeno hung out in your house that afternoon to finish some paper works. He argues that doing it in the comfort of a house was much better than doing it in the eerie office. You agreed because you can say the same as well.
You stared at the ceiling, laying in your bed while the flicking sound of Jeno’s pen hitting the wooden desk resonates through your ears.
The both of you enjoyed the comfortable silence, until you thought of something.
“Jeno?” You called out to him.
He responds to you with a hum as he was still focused on hs paper works.
“I was wondering why you joined the council even though you barely even know most of the students on campus.” you chuckled. You asked him in a form of a joke but you actually wanted to know why.
Jeno paused for moment, then chuckled with you. He sat up straight and spun around in your office chair.
“I just wanted to be the most.powerful.student in all of the university!” He faked an evil laugh.
You pursed your lips at him, unamused by his terrible joke. “That shit was a no, Jeno. Try harder for pete’s sake.” You tsked.
He stopped and gave you a ‘really?’ expression, you nod at him.
“Ow man I thought that was a good one.” He sulks.
“Hey but seriously though, why did you joined?” You asked him for real this time. You have been curious about it ever since the positions were announced.
It’s not everyday that a new student would be that brave to run for a positon as high as a president on his first year at a new university.
He’s got to have a reason or a purpose right?
“If you really want to know,” He turns to look at you, “you.”
You were confused. You. What did you have to do with him running for the highest position?
“Me?”
That was way too much of a nonsense for you to believe in. Unless Jeno—
He scoffed. “I like you y/n.”
Your eyebrows furrowed, head tilting to the side. “I am not comprehending—WAH!”
Jeno pulled you to his lap and looked at you in the eye. His hands were holding your waist to keep you from squirming.
“7 days.”
“W-what—”
“Ever since the day I laid my eyes on you, I fell for you completely. In seven days.”
You thought he was joking but by the way he was holding you, the words that comes out from his mouth. Everything seems so, real.
“I joined the council only because of you, I wanted to be with you even if I am going to face a challenge. I wanted to know how it feels like to be loved by you.”
“But what about our duties, our professors—”
“I don’t care about them y/n, I only care about you. And even if you don’t feel the same way, give me seven days to prove my love for you. I am sure you won't regret it." His words were sweet and genuine, enough to make you feel flattered and shy.
You didn’t know about his secret admiration for you. but you were sure as hell that you felt the same way.
Nobody mattered to you anymore, not your parents, your classmates or anyone. It’s as if the world revolves on only the both of you.
You smiled and hugged him tight. “Oh, I don’t think you’ll need seven days Jeno. You’ll just need one kiss.”
Jeno immediately gave you a warm and passionate kiss, one that he’s sure you’ll feel his intimate love.
You smiled into the kiss.
For once everything felt right, everything was were it was meant to be,
You sighed, it has been at least a week since you started giving Jaemin the cold shoulder. You thought it would frustrate the shit out of him but it turns out—it frightened him more.
“So? What are you gonna do now? Wait here and do nothing?” Renjun asks, completely sick of your ‘lover’s quarrel’ with Jaemin.
“How am I supposed to know idiot! I should probably be all dumb and be the one to say sorry, would you want that to happen Mr. Huang?” You rolled your eyes at him.
Plopping to the couch in frustration, you massaged your face as if it was some kind of molding clay as you thought about your next moves. With Jeno, and Renjun—just looking at you hopelessly, when all of a sudden—
“Haechannie is here!”
Haechan appeared, out of nowhere. Hands cupping his face, using his sickly sweet voice that is bothersome to the ears. And yes—he has been doing that since he moved in, it was some sort of ‘dramatic entrance’ as he would say.
“Can you please stop doing that for pete’s sake?!” Renjun complains blocking his ears in complete disgust.
of course, Haechan ignored him and went to throw himself on the couch right next to you.
“Soooooo, my dear y/n what seems to be the problem?” He pats your head, and is still—using that high-pitched voice.
You remained silent, arms crossed and face distorted in a frown.
Haechan raised his arms in defeat, looks like he finally understood your siganl and kept his hands to himself.
“Don’t—”
“—touch you, yeah yeah whatever,” he rolled his eyes. “I’m trying to be a good friend here while you were being ‘ugh don’t touch me’, you have such an ungrateful ass.” He mocks you while making straight up ugly faces.
You showed him your fist. “Do you want to get another taste of your own medicine?”
He immediately got up and went behind Renjun to hold his shoulders as if he was a child on the other hand Renjun just shook his body to get rid of the boy who kept on clinging on to him.
Jeno shooked his head in confirmation. Looks like things didn’t went as you and every one else thought it would. You thought that maybe a little time off each other might be a good idea but clearly, it wasn’t.
You sighed and closed your eyes, you’re worried that this might become the last reason before you and Jaemin drift apart. And of course, you didn’t want that to happened. You’re terrified that things might go down hill from now on and it clearly shows.
The boys knew exactly how you felt.
Renjun sat down beside you on the spot where Haechan Had previously sat on. You looked at him and saw a concerned expression on his face, the same with everbody else.
“You know, y/n. I don’t think it’s a good plan to just wait for Jaemin to come and apologize to you.” Renjun starts.
You were confused, what does he mean?
“What do you mean?” You asked, eyebrows furrowing in wonder.
He scratches the back of his head, thoughts battling in his mind on whether he should tell you or not. He glanced at the two boys who was analyzing the situation, which then they gave a nod of approval.
He glanced back at you. “It’s just that, don’t you think your pride is too high by just you know—waiting for him?”
You stopped for a moment, processing Renjun’s words. You didn’t thought about it before, it seemed to you that Jaemin was the one who was being pride-y here but when you think about it—it makes sense.
It doesn’t mean that Jaemin was the person who made a mistake that he should be the only one to try and talk to you.
Maybe—you are also being selfish.
“I mean yes, Jaemin is the one at fault here but it’s been a week y/n, if you want to save this relationship it’s only you and Jaemin who could do this. Now that nothing has happened—like literally. The outcome of your relationship is at the palm of your hands.”
Renjun is right. It’s up to you on how this relationship will continue. It can only go further, or end—right here, right now.
And you absolutely don’t want to lose Jaemin.
You love him way too much. It’ll be the death of you if you lose him just because of your pride. You didn’t spend years of suppressing your feeling for it to end in just a month?
You’ll do anything just to make things better, but there’s one problem. You don’t know how and where to start.
“B-but, I don’t know how Renjun,” You pulled your hair back in frustration,”I really don’t know know what to do, I don’t want to lose him but I really really don’t know where to start.” You sob into your hands.
Jeno stared at you with worry in his eyes. He didn’t want to intercept with your relationship because he knows that it’s what’s best for the both of you, but he can’t bear to see you like this.
Confused, lost and is full of frustration.
At this point he was doubting if it was even the right choice that you have made but what can he do, you love Jaemin too much. He himself should know that.
He walks up beside you and pat your head. “Everything will be alright y/n, why don’t you start by talking to him?”
“Yeah, we could get out of here so you two can talk in private.” Haechan suggests before going to his room to get ready to head out.
Renjun turns to you, his expressions indirectly asking you if you wanted to do it.
“Thanks guys, I appreciate it but—how can I possibly talk to him if he’s not even here in the first place?”
“Don’t worry, I got it.” Jeno says while grabbing his phone and dialing Jaemin’s number. It shouldn’t be a problem since it’s past 3 which means his classes are over.
Jeno puts it in loudspeaker before Jaemin picks up.
‘Hey what’s up’
‘Hey Jaemin, are you about to go home?’
‘Erm, no. Not really. At least for the next 2 hours, why do you ask?’
Jeno looked at you to which you mouthed him an ‘it’s okay’. He went back to the call, your disappointed face engraved in his mind.
‘Nothing, what are you up to?’
‘I was asked to show a new student around, her name is Hee-young. In Hee-young if I wasn’t mistaken.’
Your eyes grew wide, fear evident in your face. Renjun immediately notices it and quickly signaled Jeno to end the call.
‘Bro sorry gotta go.’
‘Wait why—’
*beep beep*
Jeno kneeled in front of you, holding your shoulders as he and Renjun tries to calm you down. “Y/n what’s the problem?”
You try to speak the words but your mouth was dry.
You were too scared, why does everything have to be happening all at once?
“Y/n answer us please.” Renjun begged you, almost breaking his phone by his tight hold.
“S-she—”
“What?”
“She’s back.”
A/N’s note: Owkie, I kennat promise you dis time my updating schedules. I hate my modules, really. as in. I literally had a whole new plot in mind but then these freakin modules came in the way ugh. but anyway, i was motivated because we had ONE HUNDRED FOLLOWERS. That means a lot to meeeeeeeee, tysmmm!! I hope you enjoyed thiss chapterrrr, i have a lot more in mind for the nextt onesss *smirk*
A/N: okie, first of all. IM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING AN FREAKIN UPDATE. Cuz my pc is kinda busted rn so i hate it so much and i dont like using the mobile version to update :/. But anyways i'll try to updatee more often oncee my pc is back on track achu. Okie you may read now ehe, tysm for waiting! <3
You stared mindlessly at your plain, white and boring ceiling. The endless whoosing noises of the air conditioning continued to be the only source of sound as you lay in your bed.
Maybe, a screw went off in your head that staring into thin air now intrigues you so much.
Well, who wouldn't though? With all the events that happened this month, you were sure that anyone would also lose their mind when they finally get to rest.
It was still hard to believe for you. A month has already passed since—you and Jaemin became a thing.
You smiled to yourself. Jaemin was a really great boyfriend even if—you don't what a great boyfriend is really like since, you've never had one.
But nonetheless you still think that Jaemin is a great one—or so you thought.
The first day was rather interesting if you were being honest. The both of you agreed to meet up at an 'fancy' restaurant.
However, when the both of you were actually there—Jaemin didn't know what to do as well as you who was also completely clueless.
Ditching the fancy restaurant plan, the two of you end up in the park—again. It was nice though, you get to talk with him and play with him, overall it was a fun night.
That's when you thought that Jaemin indeed was a great guy and maybe choosing to be with him was the right choice.
But—things went downhill after that.
The next couple of dates were rushed and was unplanned. It happened almost everywhere. The park, the campus. Most times, it happened at Mcdonald's.
You would wait there for at least an hour before Jaemin arrives, the both of you will just catch up and talk but after that—Jaemin would immediately leave.
It was that time where things were crazy busy cause midterms were coming and your schedule and his were not-so alike to each other.
Due to that, you can't really complain. You expected him to give more time to you at the dorms since it was the only place that the two of you could hang out without interruptions.
But instead—he kept on locking himself inside of his room.
Haechan actually cleaned his room the first two weeks into the month so Jaemin got to move in to his room in a swift.
You don't want to overthink about it, but you can't help it.
But it was somehow—you were being treated differently.
If you were to compare yourself to his ex, which was Oh Miri. He used to be out frequently with the reason of he was going to see Miri.
You wanted to believe that it was because of the midterms that was causing you this overthinking but at the same time—it also makes sense.
There was this part of you that was screaming that this was wrong, and another is telling you that Jaemin was really at fault.
It's giving you a headache.
You just want to get over with this and talk to him, the more you kept your mouth shut, the more you get these thoughts.
You just—want it to stop.
A knock on the door caused you to stop floating in your thoughts. And speaking of the devil, there was Jaemin, peeking his head through the small gap of the door.
You raised your eyebrow at him giving him the look of 'what?'.
He completely understood and went inside of your room. You were confused as to why the heck was he dressed?
"Want to go out?" He asks, placing his palms in his pockets.
You furrowed your eyebrows, surprised that he wasn't 'busy' nor locking himself. "Aren't you busy?" You answered with a question.
He shrugs. "Nah, I have two hours, come on." He said pulling your arm as usual.
You panicked, would this guy really want to go out when he was fully dressed and you aren't? You were wearing a tank top and shorts for pete's sake.
You pulled you arm from him and he looked at you surprised. "You prick! You really want me to go out in this?" You widened your eyes at him, pointing at your clothing which was embarrassing.
He straightened his posture and looks at you from top to bottom, as if he was evaluating you.
"It looks fine to me." He says in confusion.
You face-palmed yourself. Was this guy really dumb or what. Whatever it is you aren't going out in this state.
"Uh-uh, I ain't going out like this," You pushed him out of the room, "now sir please kindly leave the room, I need to change." You sarcastically said in a sing-song voice.
"I could just stay there you know." Jaemin smirks at you, raising his eyebrows in an up and down motion.
You glared at him.
"Okay okay! But make it quick!"
"Whatever!" You slammed the door in his face, quickly making your way to your closet.
Exactly as what you thought, everything still hasn't changed except for the fact that you two are together now.
You pulled out an t-shirt in frustration. Leaning against the closet you thought of ways to tell Jaemin.
Cause you weren't staying silent anymore, you were done.
This overthinking has to end.
"What do you mean?" Jaemin asks you, his eyebrows shot towards the ceiling.
You can't believe him.
"What do you mean you don't know Jaemin? Are you that oblivious to not see how frustrated am I?," you rage at him, jaws clenching, " Or or—you're pretending to not know anything?" You can't help but raise your voice at him.
Not caring about the people who had their eyes on the both of you.
Jaemin slightly bows his head as a way to apologize to the other customers who were also inside the establishment, hoping that they would start to mind their own business before he talks to you.
He looks at you in frustration, he was clearly holding himself from erupting like an volcano. It wouldn't be good if he as well would throw his anger.
"Y/n look, we can talk about this just please—" he looks around the people close to your table, "not here."
You massaged your temples, calming yourself cause you might not be able to the next time around.
You sighed. "I'm so fed up with this Jaemin. I don't want to think about it this way hence the reason why I stayed silent but—I can't take it anymore." You respond to him.
Jaemin remained silent, as if he was asking you the other for more details.
"I-i just don't know what to do about this anymore, I know you're busy and all that but at least—at least make time for me, please make me feel that i'm now your girlfriend Jaemin." You closed as you feel tears form around them.
Jaemin's face softened, he was guilty that he didn't know you were feeling this way. "Y-yn...you are my girlfriend." He mumbles.
"Well yeah?" You raised your eyebrow at him, "I don't feel like it. I still feel like im the y/n who was your bestfriend, not y/n as your girlfriend." You confessed to him.
He was shock at the very least. Jaemin was completely clueless, he might've gotten himself a bit too engrossed with the fact that the exams were coming and—set aside your relationship.
"Y/n I swear, that's not what it is—"
"But it is Jaemin," you cut him off, "I want to be treated as your girlfriend. I want to go to amazing dates, be gifted with flowers you know?"
"I-i thought you didn't like those?" Jaemin questions.
Must be because you were uncomfortable during that first date. But you doesn't mean that you didn't like it!
"I do Jaemin! I just to experience that I'm now your girlfriend, because from the looks and feels of it—it isn't." you repeat.
The both of you stayed silent for a while, not having any more to say.
You decided, it must be good for the both of you to breath out some air before talking about this once again.
You stood up, ready to leave that damned Mcdonald's when Jaemin grabbed your wrist.
"Where are you going?"
You showed him the time. "2 hours is up, you're busy right?" You grinned sarcastically at him, your smile immediately fading as you packed your things.
Jaemin was flustered, he didn't know what else to say but he was sure that the both of you need to talk this out.
"We need to talk about this Y/n." His grip on your wrist, insisting that you should stay.
You pulled your wrist from him, grabbing your purse.
"We'll talk when you finally realize that I'm now your girlfriend, not your best friend who you can treat like shit." You remarked, immediately leaving the place with fast steps.
"Renjunnnnieeee!" You call out to your boyfriend, stretching your arms as you do your best to prevent your droopy eyes from closing shut and sending you to dream land.
"What?" He responds blankly, his eyes concentrated on the screen in front of him.
You frowned at him then turning your gaze to the bright computer screen. Mind already flying because of the head speaker's boring voice.
You wonder how the fuck does Renjun goes through these webinars without eventually dozing off.
Renjun tsks. "Hey, what did i tell you? Being a part of the student council is hard."
He did warn you about that but, how can you not have the urge to join the council when Renjun makes it look so cool and powerful.
Plus, it really isn't fault that your term was somehow at the same time—as the pandemic.
So the outcome? You're stuck at home—with a sassy president!renjun—and a shit ton of online webinars.
He chuckles at your bored state, pulling you close to his embrace. "Hang in there okay baby? I promise we'll have fun later." He reassures you, patting your head in the process.
doing it again (psst, @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses @thebootydiaries @thehugwizard @glumshoe @writing-prompt-s @one-time-i-dreamt) hecc your blog theme, reblog this and save lives
You were sitting at your seat minding your own business, listening to your favorite album as you read a book. Yes, you have a lot of friends in your class. However, being the introvert that you are, it was exhausting to be hyper all day. And some much needed alone time is always necessary.
A lot of people were actually confused by your sudden change of behaviors at most times but what can you do? It’s a part of being an introvert.
“Hey Y/n.”
You look up from your book to see your friend, Aya. She was actually quite different from you. While you were reserved and silent, she was rather peculiar, not that I am saying that she was absolutely chaotic but— she is absolutely chaotic—nope scratch that she was a total disaster! Did I mention she was chaotic? Oh I did? Okay, she’s chaotic.
But that was exactly the reason why you like her, not like actually but love, you loovee her so much. There’s something about her that when she’s with you, somehow you get affected by her chaotic nature like it was a contagious disease. Unnecessary information I know but trust me, this is true helpful knowledge.
Anyways, now that you know that Aya was chaotic let’s proceed with my storytime. So, there’s thing that also happens whenever she approaches you. Apart from you catching her contagious disease, she also spills the tea sis!
Well, tea spilling doesn’t actually happen from time to time. Aya really respects your alone time and doesn’t really bother you unless, she has some serious tea to spill.
summary: you get interested at the boy who you were tutoring. and he was more than ready to steal your heart. would this be the next chapter you’ve always wanted to open?
You’ve been flicking your pen for who knows how many times now.
He’s stressing you out, if you don’t get him to get this simple equation then he would most definitely fail.
You glared at him with cold eyes, while he returns it with a smug smile. He could easily understand the question, he wasn’t dumb—he was just trying to be one.
You’ve never seen anyone like him.
“Seriously, Na Jaemin.”
“What?” He asked looking all innocent when he was absolutely doing this on purpose to annoy you.
“You know your tactics won’t work at me, they don’t call me the ‘nerdy bitch’ for no reason.” You chuckled sarcastically.
Yeah ‘nerdy bitch’. A weird name but it suits you.
At first, everyone thought that you were just a girl with a pretty face. But to their surprise, you were a nerd. A nerd with a bitchy attitude at that.
Since then, every playboy on campus has you on their bucket lists.Testing themselves if they’re the person who’s going to make you snap.
Sucks for them, you hate people who begs for attention.
But there was something about this guy, Na Jaemin.
You don’t know what this person sees in you—cause he usually fuck around with the easy-to-get type of girls and then suddenly he was begging for your attention.
You were amused by his behavior but it gave you second thoughts.
Cause sis unlike other girls, you aren’t wasting your parent’s money for your tuition just so you can party, go out and do shit with other people.
You go to school, you study, maybe socialize a little bit and that’s the end of the discussion.
Some may say that you don't have a life. But how are you supposed to have fun when you have your life ahead of you.
You really wanted to go to parties, have fun but—study first. You’ll open that next chapter of yours when the right person and the right time comes.
If you were going to compare yourself to Jaemin, well let’s just say that—you were the exact opposite of each other.
Na Jaemin was the biggest player on the campus, doesn’t go to his classes—even if he did he was always late or he’d sleep through out the entire period, uses weed—basically he’s the epitome of a ‘bad boy’.
And the last thing that you’d want to be is tangled up in a mess alongside Jaemin. So—what the fuck were you exactly doing here?
Jaemin could’ve had any person there who was also a ‘genius’ to willingly tutor him so why you?
Well unfortunately for you, his parents were the owners of the university and there was absolutely nothing—literally nothing you can do when Jaemin says that he wants you to be his tutor.
Now, Jaemin actually had good grades even if he was an asshole but after finding out about you. He figured that this was the perfect way to get close to you.
So what did he do? He skipped a lot of classes and begged his professors that the only way that he'll get back on track is to have you tutor him. And you must say, his acting was quite good that if you didn't know any better—you might have actually believed him as well.
However, you're not dumb. Just like any other person who gave you the same reason on as to why you don't accept tutoring is, he was after your love life. You knew about his plans so you already declined your professor's wish except—he told you that you might go down to a B if you didn't agree.
So, the illogical part of your brain thought that this might probably change your college life—not that you find it boring cause you were actually satisfied with how it is already—you agreed.
And so here you are, in his room. His house empty with just the both of you, on a stormy night and your house being too far away left you with no choice but to stay and teach this kid.
Which if you were being honest, it was a terrible idea—a terrible, dreadful idea.
“Hey?” He waves a hand in front of you face,”Aren’t you suppose to teach me what these triangles mean?” He asks confused, pointing to the set of theorems and postulates of triangles.
You stared at him blankly. “We’ve been going through these triangles for the past hour and you haven’t even memorized the meaning of at least one of them?” You faced-palmed yourself.
“This is why I don’t accept tutoring.” You muttered, completely tired of him.
Jaemin laughs. “Kidding, I already know about them. I just want to annoy the shit out of you.” He giggled.
You raised an eyebrow at him. “Well Mr. Na, if you don’t quit the games with me I’ll make sure that you’ll suffer.” You glared at him, unconsciously crushing the piece of paper that you were holding.
He pretends to be shocked. “Oh shit—I feel scared.” He exclaims in a high pitched voice.
“Care to enlighten me on why the fuck did you have to choose me?” You questioned him out of stress. At this point you really wished that you should’ve politely said no and used your parents as an excuse.
However, you can’t lie, Jaemin was actually quite a fun person to be with.
“You don’t know?” He asks right back at you.
“Would I be asking if I knew?” You shot back at him, pretending to not know his plans.
He giggles before switching to a serious face. “I’m fond of you y/n.”
“Doesn’t look like it tho.” You pursed your lips at him, clearly not buying his nonsense. “You annoy me way too much for you to like me.” You roll your eyes.
“That’s my way of charming you missy,” He grins then pinches your nose teasingly causing you to glare at him, ”Does it work?”
“No.”
“Oh what a shame.” He says faking his disappointment.
“No matter how hard you try Na Jaemin, I won’t ever like you.”
But you were curious tho? What might happen if you tried to mess around with this guy for a while? A bit of fun won’t hurt right?
“You say that but oh y/n, you’ll be looking for me the next couple of days.” He smirks while giving you a wink.
Who would’ve thought that you’ll be interested with the likes of Jaemin? You want to see how far his efforts could go. Well then, let’s open the next chapter shall we?
“Make me then, Na Jaemin.” You smiled mischievously at him.
“Oh by the way, where’s the other boys?” He asked in confusion, “I bet they would crackle up if I had told them about this ehehehehe” He continues to chuckle in a rather, weird one though.
“Wait—I thought you guys went out?” You raised an eyebrow at him.
Jaemin looks around then right back at you. “Well, you can clearly see that I’m right in front of you. In flesh y/n.” He explains as he shrugs his shoulders.
Your forehead furrows even further. “Sooo, what the hell have you been doing that you absolutely had no idea where the boys were when you went home earlier than me?” You ranted in confusion at him.
Jaemin giggles. “Calm down y/n, I fell asleep okay? Ya know it’s hard to look for someone when that person is really trying hard to not be seen.” He smirks, causing you to shut your mouth.
“Besides, it’s really not a big deal that they left us here. Unless,” His turn to raise his eyebrow at you now, “you’re still guilty of something.” He says, crossing his arms.
It wasn’t really a big deal for you anymore—okay fine, it was still a big deal for you that you came in contact with him and not only that, you were alone with him in that space.
That could only mean one thing, more interaction!
Your mind panicked. You need to get out, you need to escape from the possible outcomes that were unfolding in your head. Grabbing your bag, you immediately made your way to the door.
It doesn’t matter where the heck are you going to end up for the night, the club at a fraternity house? Or should you just crash into a friend’s place?
Jaemin grabs your wrist, stopping you as well as your thoughts.
“Stay Y/n please just stay.”
His soothing voice shook your whole being. You really wanted to go out and escape yet another chance for you to talk to him but now—it seems like there’s nothing you can do.
You let out a sigh and turned to Jaemin, who was ready to let go of your hand and hear your words of farewell, however.
You beamed a smile at him. “What should we do to kill time then?”
His lips immediately formed into a wide grin and that was enough for you to convince yourself that you’ve made the right choice. You’re going to accept this one for now, but you’re going to make sure that the boys will get the best beating of their lives yet. They must be having the time of their lives right now.
That made you curious though. Where are they?
Unwary to you and Jaemin’s knowledge cause the both of you were somehow convinced that the boys were having the time of their lives, clubbing, partying, or what the hecky heck they were supposed to do.
Cause your assumptions might have been wrong or let’s just say—it was completely wrong. Turns out, they were having the worst time of their lives.
They’ve made the river park their own personalized debate arena.
“Who’s idea was it in the first place huh?!” Renjun snarls at Haechan, “I was supposed to be studying right now you maniac!”
“Hey! I thought you wanted to see the two idiots together cause they were giving your non-existent ass a damn hard time?!”
Renjun gasps in disbelief and proceeded to look at his ‘non-existent ass’. “How dare you say that I don’t have a butt when yours is as flat as a pancake!”
So yeah, basically the two were doing their thing as usual except the only difference were—they are in public. Making it 1000000x more embarrassing.
Jeno on the other hand, has his lips puckered while sitting on the edge of the sidewalk, mindlessly playing his game on his phone. He was trying his best to ignore his companions as well as pretending to not know any of them, cause they were hella embarrassing
Thoughts such as ‘I regret my life rn’ ‘I wish I should’ve just stayed back home’ ‘I don’t know those guys’
Yeah, each one of them were regretting their life decisions, especially Jeno.
He doesn’t even know how is he going to go home peacefully at this point. He was a hundred percent sure about the events that were about to go down when they go back home.
And it wasn’t going to be good.
So for the mean time, he’s just gonna enjoy the fresh air and play his games while pretending that the two boys who were just exactly 5 meters away from him were non-existent and silently hope for the best.
“Why was I friends with these psychopaths.” Jeno mutters to himself quietly. Which wasn’t really that quiet since someone might have picked up his words.
Renjun turns around to Jeno with angry eyes. “Ya! Lee Jeno! Who were you calling a psychopath huh? It better be this bitch here or else!” Renjun said that annoyed Haechan.
Haechan’s eyes widened.“You bastard! I’m going to fucking kill you!”
“Not if I kill you first!”
Jeno just smiled to himself while shaking his head. “Kids.”
You thought the idea of staying with Jaemin would be fun.
The both you could play games, watch movies, or even talk about you know—stuff. Maybe you made up your decision a little bit too fast? No, it would be fun. You haven’t really spent time with him since you avoided him.
Maybe this time, you could make up for the lost time. It wouldn’t be awkward right?
If you were sure that the both of you can spend leisure time together without being awkward then—you were completely wrong.
You stared into blank space as the terribly awkward atmosphere messes with your brain. Who would’ve thought that a happy question could lead to this situation right now?
Well, who were you kidding? Of course it would be awkward, why didn’t you thought of this sooner? You should’ve just went out.
You’re really going to kill the boys once they step foot inside of the building.
If it weren’t for those morons then you wouldn’t be sitting here staring into thin air for the past hour with Na Jaemin. Yes, you’ve been sitting for the last hour and now your butt is starting to hurt like hell.
You’re also hungry af, you haven’t eaten anything except for those countless glasses of strawberry milk that you had at the cafe when you ran away earlier.
You just wish that your stomach wouldn’t betray you and make noises without—
“Ahm Y/n? Was that your stomach?” Jaemin asks after he heard a loud growl.
—asking for your permission. great.
“Ah hehehehe,” you giggle nervously, “yeah that was me. I haven’t eaten anything after school ended.” You smiled awkwardly, scratching the back of your head in bashfulness.
Jaemin chuckled loudly leaving you confused. “You should’ve told me then haha, come on I’ll cook us something.” He says while standing up.
“Oh really? You really don’t have to, I’m fine.”
“Your stomach says otherwise Y/n.” He smirks at you which made you responded with a blank face. “Come on now~.” He convinces you while pulling your arm. You always wonder why he pulls your arm when he tries to convince you at something.
Well, it does work though.
You sat at the table while you for Jaemin to finish up cooking. Yeah you weren’t helping, you really wanted to cause it would be burdensome for him if he did all the work by himself.
But he insisted, saying that he was ‘the chef of the household’ and it was his responsibility to do the cooking. If you were being honest, that was a very ridiculous reason but nonetheless you accepted it.
You were too tired to create an argument and who wouldn’t want to just sit and do nothing right?
He worked in the kitchen for probably about 20 minutes, Jaemin decided to cook something easy and quick as you were probably tired and need to head to bed any time now.
How can he say so? It was evident that sleep was already at your doorstep when you kept on staring onto space for the past few hours now.
You snap out of your reverie when Jaemin placed a bowl of fried rice and fried eggs in front of you. The aroma of the food slowly made it’s way to your nostrils making your mouth water by it’s scent.
After you thank Jaemin you immediately begin to devour your bowl. After sometime, you tried taking another spoonful of the fried rice but instead you were met by a sad clinking sound of the bowl.
“Uh? It’s gone already?” You ask your self as you took the bowl closer to your face to take a better look. Empty.
Jaemin snickers at you making you look at him in confusion which then he immediately stops. You gave him ‘the look’.
“What?”
“Why were you laughing at me~?” you ask in a annoyed tone.
“Why?” He chuckles looking at you from top to bottom then averting his gaze. “You were cute.”
Heat rose to your cheeks as you look away from him, avoiding his eyes in attempt to hide your flushed face. You stood up flustered and made your way to the sink to put away your dishes.
Jaemin was confused when he saw you walking towards your bedroom. “Hey! Where are you going?”
“I’m going to bed.” You responded quickly.
You were about to open the door to your bedroom when Jaemin grabbed your wrist. How many times have he stopped you today by grabbing your wrist?
“Can you stay for a little while longer? I want to talk to you about something.”
You turned to look at him. “There’s nothing for us to talk about Jaemin, and if this is about the other week then please, let’s just forget about that.” You pulled your wrist from him and continued to open your door.
“How can I forget about that when I haven’t even said what I wanted to tell you.” His words made you stop.
You look at him in the eye. “Jaemin please—” your words got cut off by him.
“Tell me, why did I decide to leave home so that I could be here?”
“Because—”
“Tell me y/n, why did I still made efforts knowing that you’d still run to Jeno in the end?”
“J-jaemin...”
He ran his fingertips through his brown strands. “Why do I feel jealous whenever a guy touches you even if we were just friends?”
You were confused by his words, you never knew Jaemin felt that way about you.
Does this mean you were special to him?
That he treasures you? Or is it—
He grabbed your arm and embraced you tightly that caught you by surprise. “I love you y/n, I love you so much to the point that I had to pretend because I was afraid to lose you.” His words were genuine.
You were shocked and happy and dazed at the same time, you were already tired and then these new information started shaking your mind. You never knew but, what about Miri?
“I-i thought you still love her?” you asked softly.
“I didn’t y/n, I never did. I tried to forget about my feelings for you but I—can’t. I can’t bear to think that I would lose you y/n.”
“Why would you lose me?”
“I was scared that if I told you the truth you’d be gone, forever. I was scared that I might ruin our friendship. So what you told me last week, it made me feel—ecstatic. From that moment on, I realized that I should stop pretending and do something. My feelings only get stronger and stronger each day.” Jaemin admits as tears fall from his eyes.
You smiled and returned the hug. “You know? I was scared too Jaemin. But now, I’d be gladly to say that—I love you too.” you say as your heart beats uncontrollably in your chest.
You cannot see it but you were sure that Jaemin smiled widely as he embraced you closer to his. Everything was—perfect.
The both of you stayed in that position for quite a while, your chin was resting on Jaemin’s shoulder as he slowly caresses your back. Only stopping when he heard your soft snores.
He smiled to himself, you must have been really tired for you to pass out while standing. Jaemin slowly picked you up and opened your bedroom door. Which caused your eyes to snap open while muttering a soft ‘please don’t leave me’.
Jaemin then decided to take you to the couch. He sat on one end while you peacefully sleep on his lap.
He still couldn’t believe it. Who would’ve thought that the both of you will be in this position. With you in his arms as he slowly guides you to sleep.
Not as friends, but finally as lovers.
Haechan and Renjun quietly tiptoe their way to the dorm while silently wishing that you and Jaemin were already fast asleep cause if not, they’re going to get their butts whooped tonight.
On the other hand, Jeno was casually walking not giving a damn even if his shoes were producing clinking sounds across the tiled floor.
“YA! Lee Jeno! Would kindly make your foot shut up?” Renjun whisper-yells at him.
Jeno’s eyebrows furrowed. “Ahm no? Why would I? It’s not like my foot has a mouth so that I’d be able to make it shut up.” Jeno sarcastically replies to Renjun.
“Will the both of you shut up? I am about to open the fucking door and if y/n sees us then we’ll be fucking dead,” His eyes widened while running his finger across his neck to indicate that ‘they will be dead’.
That made the two shut up while Haechan cautiously open the door, praying that it wouldn’t make any sound to betray them. But much to their dismay, the opening of the door made a ‘creaking’ sound that would certainly wake anyone who wasn’t a heavy sleeper.
This caused the three of them to scrunch their faces in disappointment.
In addition to that, they were welcomed by a wide-eyed Jaemin who was noticeably waiting for them and that scared the living shit of their souls.
“WAH!” Haechan freaks out.
“WHAT WHAT WHAT!” Renjun follows.
“Took you two long enough.” Jeno said as he was the first person to notice your sleeping figure on Jaemin’s lap.
Jaemin just gave them a fake smile while hushing them to prevent you from waking up.
“Oh boi, I guess our plan worked!” Renjun glee cheerfully, giving Haechan a high five.
“So, you were the guys who planned this shit ei? Guess who’s gonna get a nice, lovely beating tomorrow.” Jaemin clicks his tongue while shaking his head.
“Ahehehehehe we’re sorry.” Haechan apologizes.
“We only planned this out cause I was fucking tired of seeing you both being in-denial. It was stressing me out.” Renjun complains, folding his arms together.
Jaemin just rolled his eyes and turned his gaze to Jeno, waiting for his explanation for his side of the story.
He immediately shakes his head. “Nuh uh, I wasn’t apart of this. These guys blackmailed me saying that they will destroy my computer if I didn’t tag along.” Jeno briefly explains.
Jaemin just rolled his eyes for the nth time. “Did you guys had fun? What did you do?” He asks.
Renjun and Haechan awkwardly laughs.
“Of c-course we had fun. We ate out tonight and—” Haechan reasons out.
“We ate pizza”
“We ate burgers.”
Renjun and Haechan both said at the same time. Haechan gave Renjun the ‘stink eye’ telling him to shut up.
“Ah yes we ate burgers and pizza we also went bowling. Yeah we had fun hehehe.” Haechan awkwardly laughs.
Jaemin pursed his lips as he knew they were lying.
“Well, I didn’t know we went bowling and ate burgers? All I knew was there was apparently two boys bickering at the park as if it was their debating arena.” Jeno innocently says.
“Oh. okay. gotta blast.” Renjun says as he and Haechan ran for their rooms and immediately lock their doors.
Jaemin and Jeno laughed at the behaviors of the two.
Jeno turned to your sleeping figure and gave Jaemin a warm smile. “Take care of her huh? She’s been through so much.”
Jaemin returned the smile to Jeno. “I’d definitely will,” Jaemin looks at you and gave your fore head a gentle kiss.
“She means the world to me.”
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A/N: Again I’m sorry for the latee update, i’ll have more time now that school has been moved again. Wiee ty!
