Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/14097540. 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. 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