summary: one risqué mistake leaves jaemin as the butt end of every single joke his friends make for the rest of his life, emphasis on the butt.
themes: humor/comedy/crack
warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, incessant teasing, the defamation of na jaemin probably
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“who’s most likely to have their sex tape leaked?” renjun giggles as he flips over his most likely to card onto the small coffee table you were all sitting around.
your entire group, consisting of you, jaemin, haechan, jeno, renjun, and mark, errupts into ear piercing laughter. minus jaemin, of course.
apparently it was jaemin’s turn to be the target of his friend group’s teasing during tonight’s edition of their weekly game night.
“it was only one time! and it was an accident!!!” jaemin tries to defend himself, the tips of his ears beginning to burn red.
“but your moon is still all over the internet!” renjun snorts.
for reference, during one of your streams, you shared your twitter direct message chat between you and jaemin to prove to your chat that jaemin never responded to any of your dms.
ever the stream sniper, jaemin, who also happened to be streaming, took it upon himself to respond to your message right away to prove you wrong to your chat.
unfortunately, as he went to send you an ugly blackmail selfie that you took on his phone (from what you considered to be the most unflattering of unflattering angles), taken from his hidden folder in his camera roll, he accidentally sent a different, private photo instead.
even more unfortunate, the picture happened to be a screenshot from a video of jaemin getting up from the ground after losing (falling down face first) in a round of twister in the ultimate twister tournament that your house was holding on stream. what’s worse is that in the screenshot, jaemin is seen pulling up his too big sweatpants that slipped down just enough to expose the top half of his ass.
luckily, jaemin’s indecency was never actually captured on stream. unluckily, the demon on jaemin’s shoulder that breathes down the back of his neck, you, managed to capture both jaemin’s face plant and his half-assed (ba dum tss) attempt at saving face and pulling up his sweats on video.
and being the sweetest angel that you are, you immediately shared this video with your group chat so you could all cackle at jaemin’s series of unfortunate events together.
both you and jaemin were so flabbergasted at his critical mistake that the two of you simultaneously ended your streams to protect the last remaining bits of jaemin’s modesty. immediately after, you heard jaemin let out the loudest muffled yell from his room next to yours.
you then spent the next few hours (days) with the rest of your roommates trying your best to console jaemin, distracting him from his phone so he wouldn’t see the endless amount of memes and hashtags that were found under his now trending name.
of course, after jaemin recovered from his initial embarrassment when the memes died down, you and your friends resumed your endless teasing and pestering, even going as far as to rename your group chat “na jaemoon”.
“he’d have to have sex first to have a sex tape leaked, though,” renjun snickers.
“hey!” jaemin exclaims, “i get plenty of ass!”
“doesn’t look like it,” you say nonchalantly, staring inconspicuously at your phone screen.
jaemin peers down over your shoulder and sees that you have the screenshot pulled up.
“hey!!! you said you deleted it!” jaemin yells again, lunging for your phone.
jeno swiftly takes the phone off your hands before jaemin is able to snatch it.
“looks like jaemin’s been skipping leg day,” jeno comments after examining the picture up close.
“shut up!!!”
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a/n: excited to debut the first installment of the Streamer Chronicles!!! Please leave a like and comment if you enjoyed <3
genre; fluff, comedy, eventually more smut in later parts
notes/warnings; there isn't much to mention about this one, hope you enjoy! a lot of Jaemin pining after the reader and sticking to a superstition that annoys the rest of the Dreamies.
work count; 1.9k and some change (if you care about this)
PART 1, PART 2, PART 4
Day One
Jaemin had been home for less than 2 hours, when he thought about texting you. Sighing as he sat on the couch, holding his phone in his hand, just staring at it as if he was waiting for you to make the first move. He hadn’t played this game in a long time. He was usually too busy, and avoided attachment...why were you different.
Jisung’s leg draped over the armchair, a controller in his hands, he couldn’t help but feel distracted from his game by Jaemin. He kept sighing. God, it was annoying. Like when someone wanted to say something, but wanted you to break the silence first. “Hyung, what are you doing? Play the game with me or something. Why are you staring at your phone?”
Glancing up, Jaemin looked at the television, watching Jisung’s character run across an abandoned field towards a large warehouse. “I don’t think I want to play anything right now, Jisung…” Another sigh left his lips as his thumb ran over the phone screen.
Jisung groaned and raised a brow. “Are you thinking about that girl? Is she coming back over?”
Jaemin shrugged and decided to pocket his phone. “Maybe...sometime.”
Scoffing, Jisung’s brow still raised, he grunted as he fought a zombie in the game before speaking again. “What do you mean maybe? You didn’t like her? You had your hands all over her at breakfast. She’s the first girl I’ve seen you bring home, and then bring to breakfast. She seemed to like you.”
Did she? Well, of course there was an attraction. The night before was evidence of that. A smirk on Jaemin’s lips as he replayed the night in his head, before looking at Jisung with another shrug. “Yeah, I like her...she’s great. Smart, beautiful, funny, but there are rules, Jisung. You’ll understand when you are older.”
“Hyung...I’m an adult. Why do you treat me like I’m a baby, your baby? You make me want to find my own place.”
Jaemin’s mouth drops open at Jisung’s words. “You will not find your own place, what the hell are you talking about? I know you aren’t a baby...I’m just protecting you. Haechan sure isn’t doing a good job of that.”
Jisung smirks a bit, thinking about Haechan’s antics. By this point, it had become amusing. “I don’t mind it...it’s kind of funny. I’m not oblivious to things, and I’ve been on dates.”
Jaemin sits up and moves close to Jisung on the couch. “Spill...when. Are you being safe? Do you need your condoms back? If you are going to be sexually active, I need you to be careful. You can’t have a kid this young…”
Groaning loudly, Jisung puts the controller in his lap, rolling his eyes. “I’m not telling you any of that. I’m fine, Hyung...but you need to text Y/N. You obviously want to. I’d like to see her around here again. You smiled more this morning than you have in a long time, it was kinda cool.”
“I will...3 days. For luck....”
Jisung shakes his head at Jaemin's logic and scoffs going back to his game.
Day Two
Jeno had watched Jaemin mope around the house the entire day. It was a chore day, and he was almost positive he had done at least half of Jaemin’s shit, because he couldn’t get him to stop looking at his phone. He wasn’t an idiot, he knew what Jaemin was doing, or rather what he wasn’t doing.
A broom in hand as he swept the kitchen, Jaemin paused and took his phone out of his jeans one more time to look at it.
That was it. Jeno threw down his towel and sighed. “Fucking text her. Don’t tell me you are doing the stupid 3 day rule.”
Jaemin jumped at his friend’s outburst, sliding the phone back into his pocket, going back to sweeping. “It’s not stupid. It’s logical and for luck. You can’t rush into things, Jeno.”
Scoffing, Jeno picked up his towel and sprayed more cleaner on the counter, before scraping at something that was either eggs or a bodily fluid. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know which one. “The hell you can’t...someone else besides Haechan needs to get laid in this house. He’s driving me crazy, and now you are.”
“I’m cleaning...I’m not doing anything to drive anyone crazy.”
Jeno scoffed at Jaemin’s words and raised a brow, meeting his eyes. “Did you clean out the fridge?”
Jaemin shook his head no and then sighed. “No, but I was going to…”
Jeno deadpanned at his friend and threw up his hands. “When would you have time? Between sweeping the same spot 14 times or checking your phone 50 other times?”
“One more full day, and I’ll text her.” Jaemin tried to help Jeno make sense of his logic. The number three was his favorite number, it had always been lucky for him. He wanted luck on his side when it came to you.
“Or I’ll text her for you, and tell her to get her ass over here and fuck some sense into you.”
Jaemin’s cheeks flush red, and he scoffs. “This is why you are single, Jeno...always romantic. You know just the right words to say. I don’t want to just fuck her...don’t you get that?”
Jeno mocks Jaemin, muttering after him, before he suggests he wants more with this girl. “You had one night with her, and you know you want more than that?”
Swallowing hard, Jaemin checks his phone, feeling it buzz and seeing it was a message from Mark. Sighing, he ignores it and puts it back in his pocket, before avoiding Jeno’s eyes. “Yeah...I don’t know, it felt completely different. I can’t stop thinking about her.”
Jeno watches his best friend, a bit shocked by his reaction. “Damn...alright well. I, well, from what we got to see of her, and learn about her, I like her. She’s cool.”
Jaemin can’t help but grin a bit, getting a bit of approval from Jeno. Lifting his gaze, he looks at his friend and shrugs. “Yeah? She is, isn't she? I think I’m gonna take her to that coffee shop I found last year, the one that Mark keeps wanting the name of.”
He was careful not to say the name out loud. This shop was perfect, the coffee was always good, and there was never an overwhelming amount of people there. Jaemin wanted to keep it that way, but if Mark, or god forbid Haechan, found out about it, they would taint the experience.
“Seriously? Fuck, you are whipped…”
Jaemin laughs and scratches the back of his neck at Jeno’s accusation. “Nah...just hopeful I guess.”
Day Three
He just had to wait 1 more hour to make it a full 3 days, and he could finally text you. It was torture, and the rest of the roommates were feeling the tension. Mark stared at Jaemin’s leg as it bounced. He had been doing that for the past hour, and Mark was ready to either tie his leg down or throw Jaemin into the pool to cool him off. “It's close enough, Jaemin.”
Looking up to meet Mark’s eyes, Jaemin shakes his head no to his friend's statement. “Nope, 3 days on the dot. Not a minute before…”
Mark runs a hand over his face, and moves to sit next to Jaemin, pushing his leg down to stop it bouncing.
Grunting, Jaemin looks at Mark’s hand as it grips his knee with a bit of force. “Ouch?”
Mark sighs and pats his leg, before letting go. “Just...keep it still. You are driving me insane.”
Renjun laughs, watching his friends. He was a bit annoyed by Jaemin, but he wasn’t going to tell him how to date anyone. If he wanted to wait 3 days, so be it. He didn’t think a girl would be happy waiting 3 days, but it wasn’t his ass on the line.
Jaemin glances towards the laugh, and raises a brow to Renjun, who shrugs. “Hey, I’m on your side. I told them to back off. I might not get it, but you do you. You think she’ll answer you after waiting around for 3 days? She could have gone bar hopping again.”
He felt a knot form in his stomach at Renjun’s words. He knew he hadn’t meant it in a cruel way, but his friend did have a way about not thinking things through. Glaring at first, Jaemin lowers his eyes and shakes his head. “I think she will answer...and she wasn’t bar hopping to begin with. She was out getting a drink to wind down...apparently not something she even does often. Including going home with someone...so fuck you.”
Renjun scoffs and puts up his hands. “I didn’t mean it like that, sorry. I’m just saying 3 days is a long time in the grand scheme of things. Jeno would have lost his mind by hour 4 of day 1.”
Jaemin laughs a bit as he looks at the time on his phone wishing it would move faster.
Jeno looks up to Renjun, from sitting on the floor next to Jisung, his attention drug away from their game. “Hey...true. Maybe, I should start bar hopping. Too much testerone in his house...it drives me crazy. I need to get laid. Jisung, let’s go out tomorrow.”
Jaemin sighs and runs his hand over his face as Jeno invites Jisung out to a bar. “No. Go by yourself, especially if you are going to pick up a girl. I don’t need Jisung getting roofied.”
Jisung had been staring at Jeno, considering the offer, but it would be awkward to be stuck there by himself once Jeno had found someone. “I have plans tomorrow anyway.”
Mark perked up at that revelation, and tilted his head, “Oh? With who?”
Jaemin, too, was listening with full attention to Jisung. The sudden attention of the room causing Jisung’s cheeks to flush. “I was going to go to the park for that concert. A friend called, and asked if I wanted to go with her. I told her yes.”
“Her?!” Jeno put down his controller and stared at Jisung, before looking around the room. “Jisung is going to get laid, when I am sitting around this house...fuck this. Later…”
The others watch as Jeno suddenly stands up and starts towards his room.
Jaemin raises a brow and turns on the couch. “Where are you going?”
Jeno sighs and mutters, “Out!” as his door slams, leaving the others shaking their heads.
Mark groans and glances at the clock, before speaking again. “I hope he gets laid. He’s annoying the hell out of me. Man’s so wound up I dread showering after him.”
Jisung wrinkles his nose and shakes his head, only imagining what Mark was talking about, before turning his attention back to his game.
Jaemin purses his lips and finally looks at his phone again, seeing the time. “Shit...oh. Fuck...it’s time”
Renjun jumps to Jaemin’s sudden change in tone. Eyes widening, he turns and watches intently. “Do it, text her. You said on the dot for luck.”
Jaemin groans and types out a few different things, deleting each one with a shake of his head, before finally hitting send. His face is a bit pale as he watches the message go to be sent, delivered, and finally read.
