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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      NCT_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Lee_Jeno/Na_Jaemin, Park_Jisung/Zhong_Chen_Le, Lee_Donghyuck_|_Haechan_&
      Mark_Lee
  Character:
      Lee_Jeno, Na_Jaemin, Park_Jisung_(NCT), Zhong_Chen_Le, Lee_Donghyuck_|
      Haechan, Mark_Lee_(NCT), Huang_Ren_Jun, Chittaphon_Leechaiyapornkul_|
      Ten, Lee_Taeyong
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Confusion, Swimmer_Na_Jaemin, Soccer
      Star_Lee_Jeno, DJ/Rapper_Mark_Lee, For_the_sake_of_life_Mark_was_born_in
      2000, Baby_Jisung_2002_line, I_have_no_idea_where_this_is_going_but_I
      swear_it_will_be_cute, Texting, Underage_Drinking
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-26 Updated: 2018-03-29 Chapters: 3/? Words: 7332
****** Off The Deep End ******
by Fineapple
Summary
     When Na Jaemin is forced to move in with his friend Lee Donghyuck and
     go to a new school he thinks his life is doomed. However, when he
     meets a blonde boy with a bright eyesmile then he might have to
     reconsider the whole 'doomed' idea in his outlook.
Notes
     I am honestly not sure where this is going at all. However, I promise
     this will be great. I will take requests to add scenes into this
     story. This is my first story here so no judging ;)
     -Random author who loves pineapples and cute shit
See the end of the work for more notes
***** New Beginnings *****
                                        
“I swear to GOD this day could not get any worse! We are late, it is cold, and
we have to walk to school! I am already the new kid in the middle of the year.
This is ridiculous,” Jaemin shout at the top of his lungs. He was shuffling
along sidewalk kicking a rock and complaining to his friend Donghyuck.
 
“Look bro. It is only October. Also I have put up with your crap complaining
for a week already. So shut the fuck up man I am seriously tired of you!”
Donghyuck whined.
 
“What if I get judged? Literally who-“
 
“Shut up-”
 
“No! I-”
 
“Oh my fucking lord! If you let me finish my sentence it would be like five
times better. At least you’d keep your mouth shut for a few minutes. I can’t
hear my thoughts with all the crap you are spewing.” Donghyuck rubbed his
temples as if to pretend to have a headache.
 
“Fine talk you drama queen!”
 
“I am offended. At least I’m not a noodle like some people.” Jaemin let out a
loud groan at Donghyuck’s comment, but did not attempt to interrupt him in fear
of him beating him.
 
“Personally, I find you as a huge pain in the ass, but you’re still my best
friend, so I have to be nice. Also you look like a ghost.”
 
“YAH”
 
“Hush noodle boy. I highly doubt that you would not be liked. You’re literally
always dressed nicely, you are a star swimming, and you are hot as fuck. You
will be able to pick up any girl you want.”
 
“Yeah-” Jaemin awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, “about the whole ‘pick
up any girl I want thing’.”
 
“Okay fine. Nana’s gay. Whoo hoo. Big deal. You can pick up any guy you want.
But it will never happen with those noodle arms.”
 
“Seriously enough with the noodle arms thing.”
 
“Fine. You look hot so you will be fine. You also have swim practice this
afternoon so I am sure you will meet plenty of people there. I mean… how can
you not, you’re a… big deal.” Donghyuck glanced down and smirked. Jaemin punch
Donghyuck hard in the shoulder causing both of them to bust out laughing when
Donghyuch started to dramatically whimper.
 
The friends were approaching the school when there was a loud roll of thunder
and water started falling in sheets from the sky. “I seriously was starting to
have a better outlook on today, but everything just got ruined.” Jaemin yelled
and shoot his fist at the sky.
 
An old lady looked up from her desk and directed Jaemin to the scheduling
office. Jaemin, being a new student and the school was absolutely huge, was
very lost. “Take the second left, walk some then take a right and the office is
three doors down. Super easy my ass” Jaemin wondered through the halls
attempting to find his way.
 
He had been walking through the halls for fifteen minutes now and everyone had
already gone to class. 8:15 he huffed. He took three more steps when he stopped
suddenly in front of a large glass wall. Inside there was various gym
equipment, however, that was not what caught Jaemin’s eye. There was a gorgeous
boy at one of the pull-down machines. He had blonde hair that was plastered to
his forehead with sweat, he had a jawline that could have honestly been carved
by god himself. He had on a grey t-shirt with the arms cut off and Jaemin was
extremely thankful for that.
 
“Holy fuck he’s hot. Maybe this year won’t be that bad,” Jaemin muttered to
what he though was just himself because nobody else was in the hall. However,
he was extremely mistaken when a loud laughter erupted behind him and a hand
clasped his shoulder.
 
“Boy you’ve got it bad,” chuckled a brunette boy in a red shirt and exercise
shorts wheezed.
 
Jaemin could feel his cheeks heating up, “I- what? I DO NOT! I don’t even KNOW
HIM!” Jaemin whisper yelled seemingly losing his ability to speak well.
 
“Ah- listen… Don’t worry about it. I am pretty sure 90% of the school’s male
population has a crush on Jeno,” the brunette continued to chuckle.
 
“I DO NOT LIKE HIM. Just please let me go I am already so embarrassed. You
diffidently are NOT helping.”
 
“Fine. I’m sorry-”
 
“Jaemin, but most people call me Nana.”
 
“Okay, Nana. I am Mark and I am only kinda sorry because it still is the truth.
I haven’t seen you around the gym in the morning. Are you lost?”
 
“As a matter of fact, I am actually lost. I am new,” Jaemin squeaked.
 
“Ah- well, welcome to SM High School. Where do you need to get to?”
 
“Counseling office.” With that Mark dragged Jaemin down the hallway in the
opposite direction of the beautiful blonde boy.
 
The counseling office felt damp. The chair felt like they were a thousand years
old and Jaemin was pretty sure that they would make his pants wet by sitting on
them. After waiting for what felt like an eternity a short lady with bobbed
black hair walk out and called his name. She introduced herself as Lisa and
gestured for him to follow her to an office.
 
Jaemin spent 45 minutes with Lisa attempting to find classes that would fit
what he needed. He swore Lisa was way too young to actually work at the school.
She looked like she went there instead. She was very pretty if Jaemin had have
an opinion, but she was far from his type. When his classes where finally
decided it was 9:30 am and he was directed to his second class of the day. He
walked from the office with a pink paper in his hands indicating which classes
he was scheduled for.
 
===============================================================================
 
===============================================================================
 
                           Na Jaemin Class Schedule
Monday/ Wednesday/ Friday Classes
8:00-9:00- Language
9:10-10:10- Maths Level 3
10:20-11:20- World History
11:30-12:30- Lunch
12:45-2:10- Biology
                                                      Tuesday/ Thursday Classes
                                                               8:00-9:30- Dance
                                                              9:40-10:40- Piano
                                           10:50-11:30- Study Hall/ Free Period
                                                             11:30-12:30- Lunch
                                                                12:45-2:10- Art
===============================================================================
===============================================================================
Jaemin walked to his math class on the second floor and prayed he knew someone
in the class. It took his about 10 minutes to find his class, it was not hard
to spot but it was just far away, around the door there were signs about
joining the student counsel and volunteering to help animals. Also there was a
large sign with Welcome to Maths Level 3 with Mr. Doyoungwritten on it in bold
blue lettering. Jaemin was breathing heavily with nervousness and willed
himself to knock on the door.
 
A man in a grey suit, who he assumed was Mr. Doyoung, answered the door with a
bright smile.
“An- Good morning! Class this is our new student Na Jaemin. Please be nice to
him or the tests will suddenly get harder. Please introduce yourself Jaemin.”
Mr. Doyoung almost had to drag Jaemin into the class because he was frozen in
place with fright.
 
“I- Um-”
 
“Nana my BOY!” a loud yell eruppeted from the back of the class stardeling
Jaemin. He quickly looked over and saw Donghyuck and a few other boys laughing,
including Mark and the gorgeous blonde boy. Jaemin was suddenly more nervous
than before, which he thought was actually impossible, when he saw the blonde
boy with his eyes locked on him.
 
Jaemin coughed and tried to regain his composure. “I’m Jaemin- uh- I’m new
here. Please take care of me.” The words came out jumbled and he felt heat
rising in his cheeks yet again that morning. He was directed to an open seat
between Donghyuck and a small boy with round glasses that later introduced
himself as Jisung.
 
The back of the class was filled with people who he assumed were Donghyuck’s
friends because they were almost just as loud and obnoxious as he was. Jaemin
found it impossible to focus on the lesson at the front of the class, so he
just settled with listening in on the conversation in front of him. Donghyuck
introduced Jaemin to everyone sat with him. Mark, Jisung, Chenle, Renjun, and
the beautiful blonde boy named Jeno. Donghyuck and Jisung were arguing about
whether the ability to fly or breath underwater would be a better super power.
Jaemin was observing the conversation while most of the other people seemed
pretty distraced by what the two boys had to say. What Jaemin did notice was
how Chenle looked at Jisung, he could basically see the big heart eyes. Mark
had his head on his hands and a huge smirk plastered on his face while looking
at Donghyuck.
 
Maybe he wasn’t the only none straight person here.
 
The rest of the day dragged on very slowly. He had World History with Renjun
and Chenle, but both boys were distracted with talking in Mandarin to each
other. All seven boys ate lunch together in the dance studio.
 
“Yah. Nana. Give me your phone.” Mark randomly blurted out in the middle of
lunch.
 
“What? No!”
 
“Ah- chill man. I am going to put our numbers into your phone so we all can
talk.”
 
Donghyuck’s loud ass just had to comment. “Oh look’s like someone likes our
Nana. Surprised noodle boy?” he directed the comment at Jaemin and the rest of
the group burst out into laughter. Jaemin just grumbled and handed his phone to
Mark.
 
“Nana?” Jaemin jumped at the suddenness of a voice that he hadn’t heard before.
He knew exactly who it was before he had turned around to look at them. Their
voice was deep and honey like, he could listen to it all day long.
 
“Huh?” he managed to croak out as he made eye contact with the blonde boy.
 
“When did you move here?” Jeno asked with a big smile.
 
“I- Uh-” Donghyuck elbowed him in the ribs and gave him a look almost saying
‘answer him noodle boy’. “I moved here last week. My parents wanted to travel,
so I was sent to live with Donghyuck.”
 
“Donghyuck? That should be interesting. His house should just be considered a
college dorm honestly.” Jeno chuckled with a huge eyesmile.
 
“A college dorm?” Donghyuck wheezed in between laughs.
 
“Yeah. I’m serious. You live with your brothers and god knows what else in that
house. Knowing you I completely understand why your parents wanted to travel
and leave you.”
 
“Rude.”
 
“It is the truth man.”
 
“Listen at least it is fun, and we can have parties there all we want.”
 
“That is true.”
 
Jeno turned his attention back to Jaemin. His gaze was intense almost as if he
wanted to remember every detail of his face. “So Nana, do you play any sports?”
Jeno asked in a husky voice.
 
“I am on the swim team and I also dance.”
“Ah- very interesting. I am on the soccer team with Mark. I dance too actually.
Do you take dance here?”
 
“Yeah. Tuesday and Thursday 8:00 to 9:30. Do you?
 
“Same class. I look forward to it.” Jeno said and winked at Jaemin. Jeamin was
so shocked that he did not hear the bell ring and was dragged to the door by
Donghyuck.
 
“It looks like mister soccer star has eyes for you” Dongyuck whispered into
Jaemins ear causing his breathing to hitch.
 
 
***** Feelings? Possibly? Maybe? *****
Chapter Summary
     Jaemin is still getting use to school and his new group of friends.
     Rumor has it that Jeno has heart eyes for Jaemin, but that is
     according to Chenle and Renjun. Who knows what is right at this
     point?
Chapter Notes
     Hello all!
     Second chapter! You really get to see the groups personalities here.
     I might double post today because I have another chapter that is
     *cough cough* kinda steamy. I get that they're still minors,
     buuuutttt we are the same age sooo. If you don't like it then go read
     something about Ten/Johnny or Ten/Taeyong or Taeyong/Jaehyun. All
     highly recommended by me ;) Have fun reading this because I had fun
     writting this. Let me know what you think.
     -Happy Author
See the end of the chapter for more notes
 
It was Thursday now, and the weather had not gotten better in the three days
since Jaemin started school. The temperature had actually dropped and left him
to resort to wearing oversized sweaters and beanies. Not the most flattering
clothing in Jaemin’s opinion, but it would keep him from dying of the cold. The
wind made Jaemin slower on his walk to school causing him to get there just as
the bell rang to go to dance class.
 
Jaemin arrived in the locker room before most people to start changing. He was
hoping to avoid people seeing his skinny frame and being mocked. He quickly
removed his black jeans and replaced them with gray joggers, he was about to
pull on his shirt when he a voice call his name.
 
“Oh damn Nana. One could was clothes on those abs…” he expected to see
Donghyuck when he turned around due to the absurd comment. It was, however,
Chenle. The two boys had grown close over the past few days at school. Besides
Donghyuck, Jaemin considered Chenle a rather close friend.
 
Jaemin was surprised at the comment and slipped on his shirt quickly. What was
more surprising was Chenle’s messy appearance.
 
“Lele, are you okay? Your clothes are all rumpled, and your hair is crazy.”
 
“I am fine, no worries,” Chenle answered slightly out of breath with a shy
smile. Jaemin had no idea what to make of that. But when Jisung rushed into the
room looking equally a messy he had a slight idea.
 
Chenle and Jisung. No surprised and surely not disappointing.
 
But they were getting more action than Jaemin, which did hit a slight nerve
near his heart. The locker room was filling up more now, but Chenle and Jisung
where still frozen and panting in the middle of the locker room.
 
“Ah, Lele! Practicing holding your breath for the swim team, huh?” Jeno laughed
as he threw his bag down onto the bench near his locker.
 
“Jisung seemed to be helping him! What good friends!” Mark joined in joking
with the two younger boys making them turn bright red and scramble off to
change.
 
Jaemin was still relatively quiet in the group of boys, so he just sat down and
pulled on his shoes. He was attempting to look at Jeno without drawing
attention to him. He was startled out of Jeno taking off his shirt when two
boys slid up next to him on the bench. He was slightly annoyed to have to move
his eyes away from the muscular tan boy with messy blonde hair to see what
Chenle and Jisung wanted.
 
“Ah I see you’re into blondes,” Jisung wiggled his eyebrows.
 
“More specifically the messy blonde boy with the nice body,” Chenle added with
a smirk.
 
“I- uh- I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Jaemin attempted to defend
himself as a light blush rose on his cheeks.
 
“Oh, lies. You were looking at him like he was your favorite type of Korean
beef.”
 
“Just one dish? No, he’s a whole meal,” Jaemin realized what he said too late.
Jisung and Chenle giggled like school girls and looked over to Jeno. “Okay, at
least just don’t make it obvious guys. Damn.”
 
“Jisung, this is wonderful. Swimmer boy has a crush.”
 
“Oh, this will be wonderful,” Jisung said with a devilish smirk across his
face. Chenle and Jisung got up and promptly walked out of the locker room
before Jaemin could protest.
 
“Hey, everyone. Party at my place tomorrow,” Mark shouted with a huge grin.
“Also lets go dance before our asses get kicked by the new instructor.
 
Jaemin was expecting some evil looking person to be the new dance instructor,
however, he was greeted by a happy Thai man covered in many piercings. He new
this person well considering he had moved in with his boyfriend and his family
recently. Ten, the dance instructor, was Donghyuck’s older brother’s boyfriend.
He stayed over at the house more often than not. He made Jaemin very welcomed
at the house and forced Taeyong not to mother the boys too much.
 
“Ah look Jaemin is here. Long time no see Nana,” Ten grinned at Jaemin.
 
“You literally saw me last night Ten. Don’t be dramatic,” Jaemin muttered
hopping not to draw attention to himself. It was too late for than though. The
entire class was gapping at Jaemin.
 
Chenle and Jisung were slumped against the back wall laughing. Mark stood in
the middle of the room with Jeno slightly shocked. Jeno, however, he looked
disappointed. His eyes were cast downward, and his blonde hair fell into his
face. Jaemin didn’t know why such a beautiful boy looked so sad, it broke his
heart seeing him in such a way.
 
 
 
Dance practice kicked everyone’s asses. The boys were stumbling back into the
locker room when a large hand grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. He was
face to face with Jeno. Jaemin was unsure how someone could look so amazing
with their shirt drenched in sweat and their hair stuck to their forehead. But
Jeno diffidently looked very sexy like this.
 
“Hey, Nana,” Jeno said quietly.
 
“Hey… umm- Hi Jeno. How do you like the new instructor?” Jaemin asked with a
smile.
 
“I- Uh- he’s okay. I’m going to ask you a very blunt question. Sorry in advance
for the intrusion.” Jaemin was very worried what the question would come to and
really hope it was not as awkward as he thought.
 
“Are you and Ten a couple?” Jeno had a concerned look in his eyes when he
looked into Jaemin’s eyes.
 
“Oh god No!” Jaemin screeched choking on his spit.
 
“Wait… What? You’re not?”
 
“God no! Ten is dating Taeyong, Donghyuck’s brother. Ten just happens to stay
at their house frequently so I see him a lot. We are just friends, I swear.”
 
Jeno’s entire mood seemed to change in an instant. He flashed his famous
eyesmile as he dragged him along to the locker room. “So, Nana. Are you going
to Mark’s party tomorrow?”
 
“Possibly. I don’t really party.”
 
“No excuse. You’re a hot athlete. You gotta party.”
 
“Excuse me?”
 
“You heard me Nana. I’ll pick you up at 9 tomorrow for the party.” Jeno added a
wink and left Jaemin to change.
 
 
 
Jaemin went through the rest of the day in a hurry. Today was the first day of
swim practice at the new school and he excited to see who was on the team. He
knew that Chenle was on the team, but he had not asked further in the friend
group. Luckily there was a swimming pool at the new school, so he didn’t have
to walk far to get to the locker rooms.
 
When he arrived the other six guys in his group were already there changing.
 
“Okay, I need to know. Who plays what sport?” Jaemin asked loudly when he
walked in to draw the attention of the other guys.
 
Jeno, Mark, and Jisung played soccer. It turned out that Mark was captain and
Jeno was the star player. Chenle and Renjun swam with Jaemin. He was relieved
that he had two people to hand out with. Donghyuck was the only one that did
not answer.
 
“Donghyuck, why are you here? You don’t play sports,” Jaemin pointed out
curious.
 
“Honey… I’m observing. This is a great place to people watch,” Donghyuck
stated. Mark blushed and rushed to get dressed attempting to ignore his
comment.
 
What is up with those two?
 
Jeno spoke up at this. “So let me get this straight. You think like to watch
me, Mark, Renjun, Chenle, Jisung, and Jaemin change?”
 
“No, no straight. It is a slightly curvy situation. But not, I do not like to
watch Renjun, Jisung, and Jaemin change. They’re like noodles. And Jisung is
just a tiny baby.”
 
“Fucking creep,” Jeno muttered.
 
“How do you know I’m tiny Donghyuck?”
 
“I don’t. I’m just assuming because you’re so young,” Donghyuck said with a
smirk.
 
“If you want to know just ask Chenle,” Jisung stated with a devilish smirk.
 
Chenle turned the color of a tomato and ran out in the direction of the pool.
At this point Jaemin was changed into his suit and the other boys just looked
to shocked to say anything. Jaemin could have left but he was so focused on
Jeno as he changed he was almost late to practice. He liked to watch how his
muscles moved under his skin and the proportions of his body. His graze was
fixed on Jeno and Renjun had to practically drag him out of the locker room.
Jaemin might need to get his eyes checked soon because he could have sworn that
Jeno winked at him as he pulled his shirt over his head.
 
 
 
Jeno and Mark ran together around the track for their warmup, Jisung was
trailing behind panting heavily.
 
“Jisung, is you didn’t spend all of before school and during weights sucking
face then you wouldn’t be breathing heavily now,” Jeno yelled over his
shoulder.
 
“Fuck you, fake blonde!” Jisung yelled viciously.
 
“Pass. I think Chenle has got you covered for that!”
 
“You’d think the amount of time they spend doing that then they both would have
better stamina!” Mark decided to join in on insulting Jisung.
 
“Fuck you too midget!”
 
“Nah I am covered for that. Save it for Chenle.”
 
The coached blew the whistle signaling for a water break. The three boys caught
up and started chatting aimlessly.
 
“Serious question guys. It is actually important,” Jeno spoke up after a long
conversation about movies and videogames.
 
“I swear if it is about who tops then between me and Chenle, I will smother you
in your sleep Lee Jeno.”
 
“Good question, but not what I wanted to know. So, what do you know about
Jaemin?”
 
“Uh- I don’t know that much actually. I know that he is really good at piano
and he is apparently a star swimmer. I heard from Donghyuck that he doesn’t
show feelings well.”
 
“Jisung?”
 
“I swear I have no idea about anything. I have… been- uh... Busy recently?”
Jisung said awkwardly and scratched his neck looking away.
 
“Oh fine, lots of help.”
 
“Why do you want to know Jeno?”
 
“I guess he’s kinda cute. I honestly just want to know more he is really
quiet.” Jeno said shyly.
 
“Well, in that case ask Donghyuck. He knows everything about him.”
 
“Thanks Mark.”
 
“I’m glad you finally found your gay Jeno. We have been waiting,” Jisung said
and clapped him on the back.
 
“My what? Jisung, I have dated guys before.”
 
“Yeah, but you have also dated girls.”
 
“There is this magical concept of being bisexual…”
 
“Yeah, you’re like a rare lame unicorn.”
 
“Rude.”
 
“It’s just that you’ve dated lots of girls. Also, you have no feelings. It’s
like being around a brick wall. You’re super lame.”
 
“Yeah, I like girls. I also like guys. But, damn. Jaemin. He’s just so-”
 
“Damn you’re whipped Jeno,” Mark cooed.
 
“He probably likes that,” Jisung barely escaping the push of Jeno’s large
hands.
 
 
 
 Jaemin, Chenle and Renjun had gotten out of the pool and were drying off.
 
“Dear lord. I feel like my legs have turned to noodles,” Renjun complained.
 
“Oh same. Nana, question.”
 
“What’s up Lele?”
 
“Is there something up with you and Jeno?”
 
“What? No, I barely talk to him.”
 
“Seriously? You both stare at each other constantly. It is like you both have
gigantic heart eyes when you do.”
 
“We aren’t saying your pathetic, but you’re slightly pathetic.”
 
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Jaemin muttered as they walked into
the locker room.
 
The soccer boys were nowhere to be seem, this gave Renjun, Chenle, and Jaemin
to claim the showers. Luckily, there were six separate showers so Jaemin
wouldn’t feel ashamed about being so skinny again.
 
“Renjun, he told me that he likes them,” Chenle yelled over the water.
 
“I said no such thing. Don’t lie about me!”
 
“Don’t worry Jaemin, I am pretty sure that they like you too. I was right about
Jisung and Chenle after all,” Renjun chuckled and narrowly missed getting hit
by a flying shampoo bottle.
 
“Fine. Say what you want. I just think they’re nice to look at,” Jaemin said
shyly.
 
Jeno, Mark, and Jisung were walking in and caught the last part of the
conversation. Jeno stopped dead in his tracks and looked shocked.
 
“He’s straight?” Jeno whisper yelled at Mark, who just shrugged him off and
went to change.
 
There was a quiet squeak from Chenle’s shower followed by a quiet “Hi Jisung.”
 
“Get a room!” a voice yelled from the locker room, but Jaemin was unsure who it
belonged to.
 
“We are, technically, in a room,” Jisung said slyly followed by a thud of
something getting slammed into the wall and a small whimper.
 
 
 
School on Friday was a blur to Jaemin. He was just excited to go to the party
at Mark’s house tonight. Jeno was taking him and he was absolutely over the
moon. He just couldn’t let they others know, or he will never hear the end of
it. He attempted to ignore them the entire day, so they wouldn’t get an idea of
how he was feeling. He occasionally laughed at a joke or muttered a response
when Donghyuck elbowed him in the ribs.
 
When the dismissal bell finally rang he flew out the door and bailing on
Donghyuck on the way home. He was really bad at hiding his feelings from
Donghyuck, especially because the boy could basically read his mind.
 
Friday 5 pm
                                  Group Chat
 Mark (Markie), Donghyuck (Hyuckie), Chenle (Lele), Renjun (Injunnie), Jisung
                                 (Devil Child)
                                        
Hyuckie: So we are getting them together right?
 
Markie: I thought that was a given
 
Lele: Good news because he admitted to liking him earlier
 
Devil Child: First fuck you all for the nick name
            Second Lele is telling the truth I heard him
 
Hyuckie: Kinky
 
Lele: Later shush
 
Injunnie: You are nasty children
 
Devil Child: Also Jeno likes Nana
 
Markie: it was a surprise
 
Hyuckie: Seriously!?! The brick wall admitted to feelings?
 
Markie: Actually he did
            After we joked about @Lele and @DevilChild sucking face
 
 Injunnie: Maybe he was jealous
 
Hyuckie: Kinky
 
Markie: Shut up hyuck
 
Hyuckie: Make me
Chapter End Notes
     I wrote this listening to Adele and Ed Sheeran... However, I am not
     sure the vibe of my music got absorbed. Oh well... It is spring
     technically, but it is still freezing... I don't know how much more I
     can take of this weather. I am build for summer weather not the snow.
     -Pineapple Loving Happy Author
***** House Parties and Mistakes *****
Chapter Summary
     Mark's house party leaves Jaemin confused and sad. A truth or dare
     game takes an interesting turn and leaves Jaemin and Jeno questioning
     whether their friendship will surprise.
Chapter Notes
     I wrote this on my phone in the waiting room of they eye doctors and
     in the car and while cooking dinner. This went in a completely
     different way than what I originally thought, so goof luck reading
     it. Angst angst angst? Also a wild appearance of Ten and Taeyong they
     make might heart weak.
     -Author in need of new glasses
See the end of the chapter for more notes
 
Jeno was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans which showed off his muscular
thighs and a loose white t-shirt. Jaemin couldn’t help staring at Jeno. His
hair was messy, and his smile was bright enough to blind someone.
 
“Hey,” Jeno said softly. There was alight blush creeping onto his cheeks. It
was possibly from Ten looming in the hallway watching the two boys with a huge
smile. 
 
“Okay, you are slow… Please leave,” Ten herded the boys out of the house.
Jaemin was not expecting to move so quickly so he ended up falling into Jeno’s
chest.
 
Jeno smelled like what Jaemin considered happiness. He smelled of vanilla and
firewood. It made Jaemin feel all warm and fuzzy inside. The sweet smell was
making Jaemin lose his train of thought and ended up leaning further into
Jeno’s chest. He was so warm, his chest harder than Jaemin imagined, but still
very comfortable to be against.
 
“Someone seems to be happy,” Jeno’s deep voice vibrated in his chest. Jaemin
suddenly moved away from him afraid of making him made.
 
“Hi Jeno. You look- uh- very nice,” Jaemin felt his cheeks heat up and casted
his gaze to the ground.
 
“Thank you. I would say the same about you, but I don’t think very nice covers
it. Since when did you have a lip piercing?”
 
“It’s fake actually.”
 
“Shame… It looks good,” Jeno said with a smirk as his eyes flited over Jaemin’s
body.
 
Jeno threw his arm around Jaemin’s shoulders as they walked to his car. A cool
wind was blowing, and the sun was setting making the sky an abstract canvas of
reds, yellows, oranges, and pinks.
 
 
 
“Who wants to play team beer pong?” Mark yelled over the crowed.
 
In the two hours they had been at the party Jaemin had continuously denied
drink offers from Donghyuck and Jisung. It wasn’t until Jeno offered a bottle
of something that he finally caved. Tipsy Jeno had the most convincing puppy
eyes and Jaemin turned to putty in his hands. Jeno and Jaemin had been glued
together the entire party. He was convinced he was going to teach Jaemin how to
party right. That ended up being Jaemin following Jeno around the house making
sure he wouldn’t break anything. Jaemin found out that Jeno had a surprisingly
high alcohol tolerance, but three beers and three plastic cups of unknown mixed
substances Jeno was very drunk.
 
“Come on. Lets play Nana~” Jeno whined as he snaked his arm around Jaemin’s
waist.
 
“Jeno you’re drunk,” Jaemin insisted attempting to move Jeno away from the
table.
 
“Tipsy. I have magic hands and fingers though. I think you would like them,”
Jeno winked with a devilish smile.
 
Okay, maybe he was just slightly tipsy.
 
“Fine, but if we lose you have to by me lunch one day.”
 
“It’s a date then.”
 
Mark decided to make the losers of the beer pong game be forced to do a dare of
his choosing. Jeno did have magic fingers. Magical for never making it into the
cup.
 
“Jeno, what happened to your magical hands that wouldn’t let us lose?”
 
“Nana, I never said they were magical in beer pong.”
 
Jaemin just squeaked in response and was covered in a deep blush. The entire
room burst into loud laughter shaking the room. Jeno looked very proud of
himself for the response he earned. Jaemin, however, was furious. He felt
heated from head to toe.
 
He couldn’t believe he let Jeno talk him into playing dare beer pong and let
him convince him to drink. This was completely different than what he hopped
the night would go. Jaemin couldn’t stand being around him anymore and stormed
off into the back bedroom, which (thank the lord) was free.
 
Jaemin slammed the door and sat on the bed. He was so dumb. A dumb drunk. That
was all Jeno had turned out to be. A perverted drunk with pretty deep brown
eyes and messy blonde hair that fell into his face. Maybe talking badly about
him wouldn’t change how he felt about him.
There was a soft knock at the door. Jaemin rolled over and groaned hoping
whoever it was would leave him alone. There was another louder knock at the
door.
 
"Leave me alone!" Jaemin yelled and covered his head with a pillow.
 
There was a soft squeak of the door followed by the soft padding of feet
towards the bed. It reminded him of little kitten’s feet when they walk around.
 
"Jaemin... Please don't hide. I'm sorry. I don't really know what I did besides
losing the game. But I am truly sorry. Please be happy. You look adorable when
you smile and it makes my heart melt," a deep soothing voice said.
 
Jaemin already knew who it was. It slightly regretted being so harsh, but he
was the one that dragged him into everything.
 
What did he say adorable?
 
"Fine. You are really drunk though Jeno," Jaemin announced as he sat up in bed.
 
"Actually, believe it or not, I'm just slightly tipsy."
 
"How on Earth was that 'just slightly tipsy'?"
 
"Long story, but I have a high alcohol tolerance. Very high. It is just easier
to act drunk around people that make you nervous," Jeno's voice was small, but
he never broke eye contact with Jaemin.
 
"You nervous? I'm surprised. You always seem so chill around people."
 
"Just because I'm on the soccer team and I'm slightly popular-"
 
"SLIGHTLY?"
 
"Nana, hush. I still get nervous around some people. It's just how I am."
 
"You have social anxiety?"
 
"When you say it like that I sound pathetic..."
 
"Hey, no. It's okay. I understand. So, how is this person?"
 
"Just somebody that I'd really like to take out on a date, but they're very
oblivious to everything."
"So you're just kinda stuck?"
 
"Yeah for now. By the way we lost..."
 
"I'm not surprised," Jaemin said laughing loudly. "What dare do we have to do?"
 
"Not sure lets go see"
 
Jeno took Jaemin by the hand and they walked back into the living room
together.
 
"Perfect! Nomin the losers are back!" Donghyuck chanted from the couch.
 
"Just in time for truth or dare. And your special dare."
 
"Okay let's just get this over with. It can't be that bad," Jaemin groaned and
looked over to Jeno, who actually looked excited.
 
"That's where you're are wrong, I decided the dare with Donghyuck," Jisung
grinned and actually looked like a tiny devil child.
 
"I actually feel really bad for you..." Chenle slurred.
 
"Okay let's do this. Jeno you have to get your tongue pierced and Jaemin you
are getting your nipples pierced," Mark barely got through his sentence before
he burst out laughing.
 
A collection of gasps were heard around the room. Jaemin and Jeno were staring
at each other in shock.
 
"Well at least I'll be able to use it to my advantage later," Jeno finally
announced when he came to his senses.
 
"You're dirty Jeno," Renjun yelled tossing a cup at him.
 
"Kinky boys," Donghyuck called laying back onto Mark's lap.
 
"Well this will be new..." Jaemin stammered.
 
"Let's play truth or dare. I'm SO bored," Jisung yelled as he slung his arm
over Chenle.
 
Everyone sat on whatever surface was clear around the room. Jaemin and Jeno
ended squashed together on a couch next to Mark and Donghyuck. They played for
a little bit getting by with easy questions.
 
"Jaemin who was your first kiss?"
 
"I-uh- haven't," Jaemin stammered. Coos were heard around the room.
 
"Donghyuck, I dare you to give Mark a lap dance," both seemed overly eager for
the dance.
 
Donghyuck happily got up and turned on a song to dance to. He eyed Mark up and
down visibly making Mark shy and blush heavily. Baby Don’t Stop starts playing
and Donghyuck starts moving his hips in a circle. He suddenly became the
sexiest person in the room and nobody could take their eyes off him. He runs
his hand up Marks’ inner thigh making him blush even more in that was possible
and a small moan escaped from his mouth. Donghyuck climbed on top on the other
boy who had his head thrown back. He had one thick thigh on either side of
Marks’ hips and was grinding his hips down in time with the music. Marks’ hand
slid up and tangles themselves in Donghyuck’s hair. He ended up kissing from
his collar bone up to his jaw leaving small bruises as he went. He had gotten
so entranced in the dance he forgot about everyone else in the room.
 
Had he done this before? This seems WAY too familiar for both Mark and
Donghyuck.
 
The music suddenly shut off and was followed by various yells and complaints
from people in the room.
 
“Ah don’t stop!”
 
“That will forever be burned into my brain!”
 
“I’m just a child, have some decency!” Jisung wailed and fake cried while
clinging to Chenle.
 
“I hate you…”
 
“How? You should not be able to move like that?”
 
“Enjoying yourself Markie?”
 
“You could make a living from this!”
“I really do NOT need to see what you guys do in the bedroom!” Curtesy of Jeno.
 
Mark had come back to his senses after Donghyuck climbed off his lap and
whispered into his ear. He furrowed his eyebrows when everyone in the room had
their eyes glued to the pair on the couch.
 
“Take a picture it last longer!” Mark exclaimed still embarrassed.
 
“I’m pretty sure a picture like that would count as porn and I’d get arrested,”
this snarky comment actually came from Renjun’s corner of the room.
 
Jaemin suddenly spoke up hoping to draw attention away from Mark and Donghyuck.
"Chenle, who do you think is the worst dressed person in the room is?"
 
"Jisung," Chenle announced with a smile.
 
"WHAT? You literally picked out my outfit tonight. You hypocrite!"
 
"Chenle just prefers Jisung less dressed," Renjun said slyly.
 
"I am going to opt out of answering that," Chenle slurred and laid back onto
Jisung, who was currently turning bright red.
 
"Donghyuck, truth or dare?"
 
"Truth."
 
"Did your parents give you the sex talk?"
 
Donghyuck burst out laughing loudly. "No, it was Taeyong and Ten. I don't think
I have ever experienced something more awful."
 
Eventually it Jeno's turn. Next would be Jaemin, who was actually very nervous.
 
"Jeno, truth or dare?"
 
"Uh, dare."
 
"I dare you to kiss the person to your left," Renjun dared with an amused look.
 
"Really? You're all very drunk..."
 
"Well, maybe slightly. Mainly it is just a push in the right direction."
 
Jeno looked to his right. Jaemin sat with his hands in his lap looking shocked.
His hair was messy and falling into his eyes. He had an innocent look on his
face and his lips were formed into a small pout.
 
Jaemin's heart was beating fast and he was sure everyone in the room could
hear. He looked over to Jeno. Their faces close enough to hear his breathing.
Jaemin had the sudden urge to not resist his kiss. After all it was just a
dare.
 
What could go wrong?
 
Jaemin gave Jeno a soft smile. He took this as an indication that it was not
going to kill their friendship. Jeno put his hand on his cheek and leaned in.
Jaemin's lips were soft and he tasted like peppermint with a slight hit of beer
from earlier. Time seemed to slow down as they kissed, a fuzzy feeling arose in
each of their stomachs.
 
"Damn!" Someone yelled bringing them back to reality.
 
Jeno and Jaemin broke away, their lips were red and glossy. Jaemin suddenly got
shy and found the wall across the room very interesting. The room suddenly grew
quiet.
 
"Okay.... Let's keep playing," Jisung clapped his hands trying to draw
attention away from the awkward tension in the room.
 
After a few more questions the interesting seemed to die down leaving people to
talk with themselves. Jaemin had attempted to move as far away as possible from
Jeno on the small couch. That was deemed impossible after a few attempts.
Jaemin eventually got up and left the room.
 
Renjun sensed something was wrong and followed Jaemin into the kitchen.
 
"Hey, Nana. What's up? You look off," Renjun asked with concerned filled eyes.
 
"I think I'm okay. I just have a lot on my mine right now."
 
"The kiss?"
 
"Yeah.... The kiss... With Jeno..."
 
"Don't sound so bummed. I heard he was a good kisser."
 
"That was definitely not the problem. Far from it."
 
"Well what is it? Nana you have to talk to me, so I can help."
 
"It was amazing... I didn't want to stop. That's really bad right?"
 
"Not necessarily."
 
"What do I do? Because I really want to go back in there and kiss him like
there was nobody else in the room."
 
"Talk to him," Renjun sighed.
 
"What if he doesn't want to?" Jaemin started to breath heavily becoming
worried.
"Go home. Think about what you want to say. Talk to him tomorrow. He's very
understanding. Also, he looked anything but mad."
 
"You sure?"
 
"I'm positive trust me. Now go home."
 
"I don't have a way home. I can't drive," Jaemin looked at his shoes ashamed.
 
"Okay, get your stuff. I'm going to drive you," Renjun grabbed his keys and
started walking to the door with Jaemin at his heels.
 
Renjun and Jaemin almost left without anyone seeing. However, Jeno say
everything and was left standing in the doorway with a disappointed look on his
face.
 
 
 
"Donghyuck, do you know what is wrong with Jaemin? He suddenly left."
 
"He didn't tell me anything. Maybe he isn't as gay as I thought." Donghyuck
exclaimed.
 
"Nana is totally gay. No questions. Maybe he just got shy," Chenle chimed in.
 
"He just left. He didn't even say anything to me. Everything is ruined!" Jeno
cried.
 
Jisung leaned forward resting his arms on his knees.
 
"Okay look big guy. I'm going to tell you something that I probably shouldn't.
But this will benefit everyone because I don't want to hear either one of you
whining about it."
 
"This is a really simple situation," Chenle added.
 
"Jaemin likes you. He told me, Chenle, and Renjun. He probably got extremely
shy that his first kiss with you was during a game of truth or dare."
 
"That little rat! He never told me any of this!" Donghyuck yelled.
 
"He- really? He likes me?" Jeno had a look of disbelief.
 
"Why do you think a kiss from a fucking truth or dare game was so romantic?"
Mark groaned.
 
"What do I do now?"
 
"Talk to him! Dear lord I thought you had common sense!" Chenle yelled annoyed.
 
"Brick walls do not have common sense. We should know that by now..." Donghyuck
pipped up.
 
 
 
Renjun dropped Jaemin at his house around 12. He was tired and went to his room
to change into his pajamas. Sweatpants and an oversized long sleeve shirt made
him feel safe and comfortable. Jaemin was not sure if he had the courage to
talk to Jeno in the morning. He decided that he would try to forget about it
for now and go get a snack from the kitchen. Instant ramen can cure heartache
at midnight more often than not.
 
When he got to the kitchen Ten was sitting on the counter talking to Taeyong.
It was dim in the room giving off a romantic lighting. They looked so adorable
and in love. Jaemin wondered if he will ever have that. He wanted what Ten and
Taeyong had, they were like two overprotective mothers and Ten was slightly
cooler than Taeyong at least. They were happy together.
 
Jaemin didn't think before he blurted out, "how are you two so happy? I don't
understand! I want that, but I unfortunately only get kissed in truth or dare
games!" he wailed, and tears started sliding down his cheeks.
 
"Oh honey, what happened?" Taeyong was on him in an instant making sure he was
not hurt.
 
Ten automaticity started making Jaemin food hoping it would help whatever was
going on. They sat at the kitchen table while Jaemin ate and explained what
happened. Ten and Taeyong both had concerned looks for the younger boy.
 
"I swear I'm going to kick Hyuck's ass. This is ridiculous." Taeyong seemed
furious.
 
"It wasn't him that dared Jeno."
 
"I know, but he should have kept something like that from happening."
 
"If you liked it, despite it being awkward, then you should talk to Jeno. He
needs to know how you feel," Ten offered.
 
"I will... Later... How are you two so happy?"
 
"Oh, it was never like that," Ten and Taeyong said at the same time.
 
"You're lying. That's impossible. You're like perfect for each other." Jaemin
gasped.
 
"We actually use to hate each other. We were forced to work together on a duet
dance our senior year of high school and then it just kinda worked out."
Taeyong explained. Ten was looking at him with a dreamy look in his eyes, which
made Jaemin have a little hope for his situation.
 
Just then the front door slammed open.
 
"I'm home," Donghyuck hollered as he walked into the house. There were
obviously two steps of footsteps, which neither of them tried to hide.
 
"Who is with you? I can hear two sets of feet walking around." Taeyong asked
with and annoyed look on his face.
 
"Nobody Taeyong mother dearest!" Donghyuck said in a sing song voice as the
two-people disappeared upstairs.
 
"That boy is a lost cause..."
 
"Taeyong, let him have fun. He's in high school." Ten tried to reason with him.
 
Jaemin excused himself upstairs and was laying on his bed unable to sleep. His
thoughts were going a million miles an hour.
 
Should I talk to him?
 
Will this change everything?
 
What if it meant nothing to him?
 
What if is DID mean something to him?
 
How fast does Jeno move in relationships?
 
How will I face him?
 
What does he think of me now?
 
Jaemin had dozed off when suddenly his phone buzzed. He attempted to ignore it
hoping whoever it was would leave him alone.
 
                             One New Message: 1 am
Unknown: Is this Nana?
We need to talk.
 
Chapter End Notes
     There will not be a new chapter until Sunday probably as I am running
     away to the beach. I will attempt to update this, however it will
     probably be a shorter chapter. Still check anyways because I am very
     unpredictable and spontaneous when it comes to doing anything in
     life. With that being said opinions of various ear piercings and lip
     rings????
     -Happy little lady
End Notes
     How did you like it? Anything I should do next? I am a sucker for
     Jaemin and Jeno. Comment to tell me your thoughts :)
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