chapter 08 | feelings flow both ways

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jeno still thought about it. even two days later, as he lightly traces his fingers along where jaemin had kissed him as he plays mascara by deftones from his phone.

his heart flutters at the very recent memory. jaemin might've kissed him. he might've really done it. the skin he traces his finger over seems to tingle a little, a faint feeling, and he softly smiles. jeno felt so giddy over it, and it felt justified. he didn't shy away from telling his friends about it and everyone had something to say but for dejun, who came later and sent a very confused text.

he laid back on his bed, smiling softly to himself as his eyes close.

jaemin's face was still so close, his warm breath fanning over his cheek —

jeno's phone buzzed suddenly, making him jump as his eyes open. he sits up, seeing what it was. it was a text from yuta in the group chat.


old man
i heard about this band performing at this bar
we should definitely go

sounds fun

jun
what kind of band ???

old man
i wouldn't have mentioned them if it wasn't the kind of music we listen to

jun
count me in

yang still would've gone if they sounded like paramore

yang
excuse me
still into you is a perfectly awesome song
you're just a hater

whatever

old man
you two going?

yang
obviously!

uh huh

old man
im scared to ask
mark...?

four eyes
i mean
i'm not like you guys but sure

yang
mark hanging out with us?
unheard of!

four eyes
ok you can fuck off right now

jun
and he swore
what version of mark is this?

four eyes
the one i've always been?

thats a lie
known you for years and you've never said as much as damn
like ever

four eyes
i
never mind

old man
ok it's starting at night
i can carpool everyone

yang
good because my parents don't want me anywhere near their cars right now

jun
ok

and i can't drive anyways
woo hoo

four eyes
your fault for constantly failing your driver's test
but, anyways, that's cool yuta

old man
okay
look your best!


jeno grins before putting his phone aside and resuming laying on his back with his eyes closed.

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