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the first thing i draw for my yttd swap au… and its This

[sungbeam]

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

wolf shifter!jeno x human!reader x vampire!jaemin

▷ 1.9k words this time,,, send help

▷ twilight au; read "i know what you are" which takes place chronologically after this one, but you don't need to read them in order!

a/n: OKAY I KNOW I SAID I PROB WOULDN'T, BUT I DID IT huhu this is dedicated to the anon who was asking abt a series for my other oneshot </3 i'm sorry i couldn't deliver, but here's another one 🤧

Lee Jeno was insistent that he walked you to your first class of the day. Well actually, he insisted that he walk you to every one of your classes, with his muscled arm slung around your shoulders, with eyes subtly glaring at anybody giving you a look. You didn't miss the glare. You never missed the glare. 

It wasn't like you condoned the glare; you just gave up on persuading him to stop. When Jeno had been convinced of something, he could be very determined. 

"—fastest route to the science classes is through this hallway, but I wouldn't recommend going through here without me because—"

"Because why not?" You mused, eyebrows arched. "You are not my bodyguard, Jeno Lee, and I don't need one either."

Jeno wrinkled his nose at you—or, you guessed it wasn't you specifically as his eyes narrowed into a glare at a group of students walking toward the two of you from the opposite end of the corridor. They had a certain… presence to them. There were maybe five of them in total, but they all wore some variation of black or leather, their expressions cold and unreadable. Students scrambled to get out of their way as they sauntered down the corridor as if they owned the damn place. 

"That," Jeno grunted, "is why."

Jeno directed you to the other side of the walkway and levelled a glare at the passing group. The one at the center, a boy with dark hair and a face sculpted like a Greek god (a complexion that rivalled Jeno's? Impossible…), passed you a curious glance. Another of the entourage grinned mirthlessly at Jeno in a taunt. 

Jeno's grip on your shoulder tightened just a little. 

You found his free hand and held it. "Hey, are you okay?"

He visibly relaxed. His hand entwined with yours and he shot you a small smile. "Sorry, yeah."

You began walking again.

"As I was saying, you don't really want to walk this way since those guys like to make this their personal runway." He rolled his eyes at the mention of that group. 

"Who are they, anyway?" They walked like gods.

Jeno huffed out of his nose. "No one important. Just… stay clear of them, Yn-ie. For your own safety, okay? And stay away from Na Jaemin, especially."

"Jen," you laughed, "I don't even know which one he is."

"He was the middle guy. Bastard in leather. Black and red jacket," he described for you. The image of Jaemin looking at you flashed through your mind. 

You hummed lightly in understanding and Jeno smiled, satisfied. 

As the two of you continued down the corridor, this time, walking a bit slower since you suspected your biology classroom was coming up soon, you tried to ease Jeno's tension. "So, what do you have first period?"

Jeno grumbled, "Calc."

You snorted. "Sucks to suck."

To your surprise, Jeno winced. "Oh, can we like… not use the word 'suck'?"

"Uh, sure?" You shot him a weird look, but tried again. "Good luck with calc then, Jen."

He hung his head. "I'm failing calc."

"That's a lie."

"No, but it's not." He peered over at you through his black bangs, a pout on his pillowy lips. "Yn-ie, you have to help me! The math teachers here are terrible at their jobs."

Your pride soared at the fact that Jeno was asking for help. You knew it was difficult for him to ask for help from anybody. "Of course, I'll help you!" You added teasingly, "But it'll cost you."

Jeno cocked his head to the side, the pouty, helpless puppy no longer present. He was replaced by a predator. His eyes darkened, tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. "Hm, how can I possibly repay you then, love?"

A feeling stirred in your stomach and your eyes widened, a deer caught in headlights. It had been an innocent, teasing question. And somehow, Jeno had turned the tables—no, flipped the tables. 

Perhaps sensing how flustered you were, Jeno suddenly smiled, an innocent sort of puppy-like one, the predator nowhere to be found. Strange. "I'm kidding, Yn-ie. I'll buy you dinner sometime."

"Jeno," you protested, "you always buy me dinner."

He steered you around the corner. "Then I'll buy you that cute, little sundress."

You stopped short in the middle of the corridor. "How did you—"

"It's been sitting in your online shopping cart for three months," he answered cheekily. "And you had the site bookmarked."

You blinked. Then turned away, defeated. "Screw you."

Jeno's bright laughter filled the hallway and you found a smile crawling onto your face against your will. He nuzzled his nose into your hair affectionately. "You're so cute. I wish."

Oh, for God's sake—

The classroom (finally) came into view as the two of you rounded the corner. Students continued to stare and comment to their friends about you and Jeno as you passed, but you tried your best to ignore them. It seemed like Jeno was used to them or just plain unbothered. He thrived off of attention sometimes. 

As you entered the bio lab, Jeno hollered, "Mrs. Lim! I brought my lovely best friend, Ln Yn, here for you."

Mrs. Lim was a pretty woman dressed in a smart sweater vest and slacks. She looked like one of those aesthetic academia Pinterest posts, her dark hair twisted into a claw clip and a pair of black glasses seated on her nose. She glanced up from her demonstration table at the front where a pile of papers sat before her. 

She smiled warmly at the sight of you. "Ah, hello, Miss Ln. I'm Mrs. Lim, your biology teacher." She offered you her hand to shake, to which you shook firmly. "Welcome to Neo City High."

"Thank you," you chirped back. "Glad to be here."

Mrs. Lim shot Jeno a small smirk. "You can hurry on now, Jeno. I'll take good care of her."

Jeno ruffled your hair and you slapped his hand away. "I trust you, Mrs. Lim. See you, Yn-ie!"

"Bye, Jen!" You called back as he waved and disappeared out of the classroom. 

Now that it was just you, Mrs. Lim, and your first period biology class, Mrs. Lim walked you through some standard procedures and classroom rules. Overall, it was pretty basic stuff that you comprehended right away. The next step was finding you a lab partner. 

The classroom was steadily filling up now that the bell had rung to signal the beginning of first period. You scanned the classroom, feeling a pair of eyes pinned to you. 

As soon as you connected gazes with them, you tensed. Staring at you, head cocked to the side as it rested against a fist, was Na Jaemin. How the hell had he gotten here so fast—?

Mrs. Lim then said words that you dreaded to hear. "Oh, Yn! You can sit beside Jaemin. He hasn't had a partner for the past week. Jaemin, raise your hand."

Jaemin lifted a couple of fingers up lazily and Mrs. Lim nudged you in that direction. You hoped you didn't look too disappointed or nervous as you walked toward him. But then again, by the way Jaemin's eyes slowly dragged up and down your figure with a calculating gaze made a shiver shoot down your spine. There was something very… off about him. 

You dropped your backpack at your feet and slid onto the stool beside him. 

Jaemin's head turned to the front. 

You breathed a sigh of relief. 

Until he muttered, "You smell like the mutt."

Your head whipped around to him. "Excuse me?"

He arched a brow at you, then paused. His eyebrows furrowed and took in your offended facial expression. Then, it morphed to curiosity. "Interesting. You don't know who I'm talking about?"

"You're saying I smell like a dog."

"No," he drawled, leaning back slightly to cross his arms over his chest, "I'm saying you smell like Jeno."

You scoffed. "Don't call Jeno a dog."

Jaemin smirked, amused. "That's really funny. You're really funny, Yn."

"How do you know my name?"

He shrugged. "I have very good hearing, darling. I also pay very good attention to things. So... Jeno Lee likes you?"

You didn't know why your heart skipped a best at that. You stammered, "I don't know what you're talking about." Jeno liking you? Not possible. You were best friends since childhood, and Jeno was Jeno. He flirted a lot, sure, but he could do so much better than you, in your opinion. 

Jaemin smiled this time. "You're very cute when you're flustered, darling. Okay, I'll leave it at that." Then he turned back to whatever Mrs. Lim was projecting on the screen and said nothing else to you for the rest of the period. 

You tried your best to shake the conversation away, but it was a little difficult with Jaemin sitting beside you. Jeno's warning from earlier rang in your head—stay away from Na Jaemin. Well, not exactly possible at this moment, Jeno. 

It wasn't like Jeno would find out that you two were lab partners now, right?

At the end of the period, you began putting your materials back into your backpack. Jaemin had his bag already packed and brushed behind you to leave the classroom just as you gathered your hair up into a ponytail and exposed your neck. He halted, right behind you. 

The hairs on the back of your neck stood up. "Sorry, am I blocking you?"

Jaemin cleared his throat. "No, you're not. Is that… what perfume is that?" His voice had gotten deeper and raspier.

"Oh, uh, I'm not wearing perfume?" Was this about the dog thing again? You were this close to beating his ass—

"Forget I said anything then." Before you could ask him what was happening, he rushed past you and out of the classroom. The most unsettling thing was that he had the back of his hand pressed against his nose, as if blocking out a smell. 

You frowned, looking down at yourself self consciously. That… was probably the weirdest biology class ever. You hoped tomorrow would not be the same, or would at least be somewhat normal. Maybe you'd wear perfume tomorrow if your scent bothered him that much. 

As you thanked Mrs. Lim on your way out of the classroom, Jeno appeared in the doorway, a big grin on his face. That smile melted away just as quickly as it appeared. 

"Hey, Jeno—"

His eyes narrowed, scanning the room. "Why the fuck was Jaemin here? And why do you smell like him?"

Funny. That was what Jaemin said about you and Jeno. "What is up with people telling me I smell today?" You laughed nervously, trying to play it off. This really wasn't cool. Not exactly the best thing to say to a girl. 

Jeno snapped out of whatever daze he was in. "Sorry, no; that sounded really stupid." He smacked his hand to his forehead. "I'm sorry, Yn-ie. It's just that, uh, his cologne is really strong right now."

You sniffed the air. It really wasn't…

"Let's go, yeah?" Jeno asked you, offering you his hand. 

You nodded, taking his hand. "Sure." Plastering a smile on your face, you met Jeno's grin, and then you let him guide you to your next class. Hopefully, this was the last weird thing that would happen to you today. 

Oh, how wrong you were…

"i know what you are." / "i will always tell you the truth."

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