You Make My Day (even if it is through text)

i didn't mean to be mean

Jaemin locked his phone and put it in his pocket after Donghyuck  texted him that he was on the bus and won't be able to text him.

He  was sitting on the bleachers in the area that the match was going to  take place. Thanks to the Japanese exchange student, Yuta, he was  earlier than everyone, even the janitors. His parents and him treated  Yuta as their own son and brother and Yuta did the same. Jaemin mostly  wishes he didn't. Then he wouldn't be dying from boredom as he waited  for his friend or at least anyone to come.

"Wow, you are really early." He heard a voice coming from the back, from the enterance door of the venue.

Jaemin  didn't turn back to see the person but he heard him coming to his side,  climbing down the stair that he climbed down half an hour ago.

"You  aren't really late yourself." He replied back calmly as he scaned the  basketball court like he was scanning for the first time. He didn't know  why he was acting odd.

"I like coming early to the area before  the match if it's a place I have never been before. It makes me feel  like I know the place." The voice replies him. Jaemin doesn't need to  turn back and look at him to understand that he sat a few rows behind  him. He also has a feeling that the other is smiling slightly.

"Yeah...  That makes sense, I guess. I'm only here because my dumb brother Yuta  has a date and he promised my parents that he was going to give me a  lift here. They should have made a promise about the time too."

Jaemin  smiled a little when he heard the other chuckle lightly. Jaemin wanted  to turn back and look at him but something in him kept saying that he  shouldn't move and he decided to listen that voice a little bit too.

On  the other hand, the other guy most probably doesn't have that voice in  him because after a minute long silence of Jaemin scanning the  basketball court and the guy doing his own thing, there is a face coming  from his right and blocking his view completely. Suddenly, he can only  see milky skin with black hair and a smile that could make him addicted  to the guy. (Like how can someone's eyes could be like that when they  smile?)

"Oh, hi Na Jaemin." The guy said with his cute smile. The  time stops for Jaemin and he realises who he had been talking with, Lee  Jeno.

He bites his bottom lip as he answers with a cold voice. "Hello, Lee Jeno."

His cold tone must have surprised the other because he doesn't say anything and instead he continues sitting behind him.

"I  don't know what I did to you, Na Jaemin." He hears Jeno murmuring as he  packs his stuff. "But if I were you, I wouldn't be so mean. It might  make you look mean sometimes."

Jaemin watches him as he leaves the bleachers.