Men Who Love Dragons Too Much [jeno/jaemin]
hogwarts au; 6.2k
Jaemin always knew Jeno was trouble. Now, if only anyone would believe him.
Jaemin always knew Lee Jeno was trouble. He had known it when they were eleven and losing themselves in the twists and turns of the Hogwarts Castle and Jeno brought him an egg for Christmas.
“What’s in it?” Jaemin had asked, naïvely.
Jeno, then, with all the light in the world and as though he held the stars in his small hands, pressed the warm, warm egg to Jaemin’s clothed chest with a smile. “Guess,” he’d said.
Jaemin didn’t need to guess, because he saw the way the orange light of the fireplace turned glossy green when it touched the curve of the spotted eggshell. And he’d known.
“Where did you even get that?” Jaemin asked, spine forming a comma around and away from the egg. There was fright there, a heavy, sour sense of trepidation that grabbed onto his lungs until they sank beneath his stomach — but there was also awe, bright and warm and unfurling through the spaces between his ribs, and Jaemin never did seem to be able to shake any of those feelings when confronted with Jeno and his grand schemes.
Jeno smiled at him, secretive. “I’m going to name them Seol and Nal.”
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