•The Ghost of Flowers• {[Nomin]}

✨🌸 Chapter 9 🌸✨

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"Ah that's better," Jeno said as he smoothed down his newly bought tux.

"We look swag," Mark said as he also exited his stall.

Jeno nodded and turned to the door, both of them exiting and going to find the younger.

"Let's show them who's bos-" but Jeno was cut off once he saw what had happened in the three minutes they had been gone.

The light haired boy was on his hands and knees, groping at what appeared to be murdered flowers. A huge crowd was standing around him, murmuring whatever to each other.

Jeno's heart broke as he saw the younger's pained face, his eyes traveling to the now empty bags that had scattered its contents all over the floor.

The flowers slipped from Jaemin's hands as he sat back on his knees, defeat apparent in his eyes.

"We gotta do something," Jeno said, carefully making his way through the crowd and to Jaemin.

He started by taking a bag and picking up all the smashed flowers.

Jaemin hadn't even noticed, too busy cursing himself and looking at his hands that were stuck with leaves.

By the time Jeno had picked up everything, he plastered a fake smile on his face and waved everyone off. "Haha, sorry about this. You guys can move on now."

The people took last glances but nonetheless moved on with their lives.

The dark haired boy then looked to Mark who shrugged, not knowing what to do.

His dark eyes then landed on Jaemin who was in the same position, his eyes not looking back up even once.

He slowly walked over to the younger and crouched down beside him, hesitantly putting a hand on his stiff shoulder.

"Jaemin?"

The older saw said boy bite his lip as he squeezed his eyes shut.

"Jeno... what am I going to do?" Jaemin's voice came out as barely a whisper.

The dark haired boy just shook his head and went in front of him, grabbing his elbow in order to help the younger stand up.

Jaemin just wanted to melt into the floor but stood anyways, seeing as how he didn't want more unwanted attention.

Jeno just led the boy to who knows where, but made sure it was out of sight for the time being. He pulled the boy over into a dark corner, noticing that the other's head hadn't lifted once since they started walking.

"Jaemin... what happened?" Jeno said softly, trying to be comforting to the younger who was standing in front of him with a frown.

"This was my one chance... I was so happy to finally repay him at least a little. But nothing ever works out. What am I supposed to do..."