✔️ Boy Problems • Jaeno/NoMin •

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Jaemin PoV

Well now we have to find a dance school college shit hole because our school didn't bother even helping us find one for some reason.

Fuck.

So that's how me and Jeno got here, laying on the floor with the laptop in between us searching for something we'd both want to go to. And to sum it up:

"That one!"

"Too far."

"How about this one?"

"Too fancy."

"Jeno do you even want to go to one or are you gonna keep being picky?"

"I like that one."

"Huh?"

And so now we finally found one, it's called NDT, or Neo Dance Technology. I thought it was stupid at first but it actually doesn't seem too bad. Plus I heard that Donghyuck and Mark are going there too so that's cool.

"It looks actually kind of nice but not too nice." Jeno points at the picture on the computer screen and I have to say I agree. It does look nice and homely, for sure. Plus from what the website shitter majigger says it's actually not too expensive either for a dance school.

"I like it." Resting my head in my propped up hand, I scroll through the pictures and reviews. "Show it to Ten or something to get it verified by him." I yawn, pushing the laptop to Jeno.

"Hey!" He whines, shuffling around. I can't really see because I've gotten tired to the point I might just take a nap right here on the floor.

"I wasn't the one whining about which school they want to go to. Now show it to Ten."

"Fine you big baby."

Jeno grumbles and I feel a lack of touch on my left side, automatically wishing he was back down here by my side.

"It looks fine."

"Yeah that's why we want to go to it."

"We'll have to talk to Jaemin's mother to let him go to it, she'll let him."

"Alright."

I look up to Jeno walking back, the laptop in one hand and his phone in the other. "Are you dialing my mom?" I ask and he nods, holding the phone up to his ear.

"Hey, Ms. Na?"

I hear my mom's voice coming from the receiver and quickly get up on my knees to hear better.

"Yes? Jeno?"

"Yeah it's me, uhh we've been looking through colleges and we found one and we want your consent on it. It's a dance college and a performing arts kind of thing."

"Oh! Sounds interesting. Could you send me the website link and I can look at it later?"

"Of course. Well I have to go now Jaemin seems to be getting angry."

I glare at him and clutch onto his thighs, my ear just above his belt.

"Alright then take care of Jaemin for me."

"With all my heart. Talk to you later, Ms. Na."

"Just call me mom. And goodbye."

"Bye."

Jeno hangs up the phone and stares me down. "She told me to call her mom." Jeno whispers, his eyes widening. "Yeah?"

"I don't know why this means so much to me..."