#lee jeno scenerios

[neocrias]

really nice guy who only hates you

Summary : Jeno hates you and always makes it clear, but you don't care because the feeling is mutual. Until one day, your mutual friends set you up and the unwanted encounter ends in a way neither of you could have imagined.

wc: 4,6K gênero: fluff; kind of haters to lovers; slightly suggestive

Jeno doesn't know why he hates you so much, but he definitely hates you.

From the minute you walked into the arcade, walked into the hangout of his friends, clinging to Jaemin's arm and pretending to be all cute and innocent, he knew he didn't like you and decided to make it clear. Jeno didn't look in your direction when you spoke, he didn't laugh at your jokes - even though his whole group of friends thought it was funny - and whenever he had to talk to you he was harsh and rude.

He never bothered to be at least a little polite to you and there were many times when he bumped into you on purpose just to annoy you. He succeeded every time, by the way. 

Also, you were never a very patient girl and this only worsened the hostile atmosphere between the two of you. 

Maybe it was your very confident manner, or your different style, maybe it was the way you gestured when you spoke... Jeno doesn't know what it was, but he knows he hates you. And if he could do everything he wants, surely, "spill a bucket of paint when you pass him in the hallway" would be the first thing. Oh, he longed for the moment when he could tear the confident, self-centered expression off your face, removing all the happy sparkle from your eyes was his biggest dream.

You hated it too. So maybe the enmity was reciprocated, but you knew it wasn't. You didn't hate Jeno, not in the same way he hated you, but you sure hated the way he treated you.

He never bothered to be even a little polite to you and there were many times when he bumped into you on purpose just to annoy you. He succeeded every time, by the way. You were never a very patient girl and that only made the hostile atmosphere between the two of you even worse.

One day you went to see the new cafeteria that opened on the university campus.

At first the whole group would go, until everyone, one by one, canceled. Leaving only you, Jaemin and Jeno to go alone. Of course, none of the three bothered to check the group chat conversations, so the reaction of disgust you and Jeno had when meeting each other was too dramatic and annoying even for Jaemin – who has always been very patient and playful with your mutual hatred.

That day, however, he didn't want to hear about the bullshits between you, feeling too tired to deal with it. Jeno didn't take the hint and made sure to hit the bottom of your glass when you went to drink your juice, consequently dirtying you on purpose. You also didn't act as polite as you should’ve and on impulse threw all the rest of your cold drink in his face in retaliation.

— I told you, man — Jeno commented when you shot back. The boy wiped his face with his hands and then twisted his wet shirt with an arrogant look and proud of the reaction he managed to get out of you. He was talking exclusively to Jaemin, his best friend, as if you weren't by their side. — She hides behind this sweet girl façade, but she's stupid.

— YOU are stupid, stupid asshole.

— You don't even know how to curse —  Jeno crossed his arms, being the arrogant bastard he's always been with you. He had a sneer gracing his thin lips and an eyebrow raised in defiance.

You wanted to rip that evil smile off his face in the most violent way, but you prioritized your friendship with Jaemin and only for that reason you made an effort to have a greater tolerance for the boy's teasing, unfortunately you lost control this time and already felt the guilt because of the disappointed look Jaemin gave you.

— Jaem… — you called in a restrained voice, pouting your lips when your eyes filled with tears of anger and frustration, you tried to hold back the tears, refusing to cry in front of Jeno.

The blond let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his temples hard, looking at you with the most tired and annoyed expression. — That's it, let's go.

— Oh, what's up!? — Jeno complained nervously. — Are you going to stay by her side even when she does shit?

— You're the one who started it — Jaemin warned.

— It was just a joke — Jeno said.

— A joke, my ass — you grumbled and Jeno gave you an angry look, silently yelling at you to keep your mouth shut.

— I'm tired of you two — Jaemin complained. The blond chattered endlessly, complaining about you at such a fast speed that the two of you missed half of the scrambled words. — Act like an adult at least once in your life and stop messing it up for everyone.

This happened a few weeks ago. About the same number of weeks you don't see Jaemin, or the other boys in the group. It's not that they're purposely excluding you. You're just too ashamed of your lack of control to face any of them, especially your best friend.

Even remembering it makes you angry. Because of the damn Lee Jeno you don't even have the courage to look at Jaemin and what makes it worse, is the knowledge that he's only like that with you.

You see how Jeno is so kind to everyone else, always offering to help anyone who needs it, even the ones he doesn't know, always promoting group study sessions for friends who are struggling, and you've been actively excluded from all the sessions by him. Jeno has even driven his car over a puddle of water just to get you wet, when earlier that same day he handed over the umbrella to a pair of freshmen to get home without getting wet.

Tired of feeling lonely and miserable, you decided that you would go after Jaemin today. You felt the need to apologize for your behavior before, even after the boy asked you incessantly to have a little more patience.

The walk to Jaemin's dorm was very quick, taking no more than 15 minutes at a slow pace, and the cool spring weather was an incentive for his apology. Without realizing it, you arrived in front of the small and old dull yellow apartment, the doorman didn't even bother to announce your presence, already used to you wandering around the building. Tired of feeling lonely and miserable, you decided that you would go after Jaemin today. I felt the need to apologize for your behavior before, even after the blond asked you incessantly to have a little more patience.

— I haven't seen you in a while! — he greeted.

— Hi, Mr. Choi — you replied with a sympathetic smile. — Is Jaem home?

— Oh, yes. He arrived a few minutes ago, you were lucky. 

With a restrained thank you you took the stairs up to the third floor, where he shared an apartment with Renjun, a design student, and Jisung, a freshman in the dance course.

You give three rhythmic knocks on the door, his trademark and after a few minutes of waiting, Jaemin appears disheveled and with swollen eyes. 

— Thank God, I thought you were going to run away from me forever — he complained, but he wasn't mad, and pulled you into a tight hug. 

— I was embarrassed — muttered. — I know I promised I wouldn't do anything stupid, but…

— But Jeno won't give you a break — Renjun shouted from the couch.

— You didn't have an internship today? — you asked. 

— I traded my time off with Soohee — he replied simply.

— That's weird, you know? — Jisung, who was coming back from the kitchen, eating another one of his many packages of ramen, asked rhetorically. — Jeno hyung is usually very nice and kind, I don't understand why you guys are like that... 

— Because he hates me!

— That's the problem, Jeno hyung doesn't hate anyone.

— Well, there's a first time for everything, I guess.

Jaemin remained silent during the conversation and sat down next to Renjun on the couch, going back to paying attention to the movie they were watching before you arrived.

— I’m really really sorry, Jaem

— Don’t be. He had it coming — Jaemin comforted you, pulling you to sit with them and watch the movie. Suddenly, everything was fine again.

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— Dude, I think you're crossing the line with her — Chenle complained about the drama between Jeno and Jaemin's best friend.

The Chinese didn't understand what his friend had against you, in fact, Chenle liked you. To him, you were a nice, funny, decisive girl, you knew very well what you wanted and you didn't give much confidence to anyone who wasn't your friend. This, of course, gave you a bad name in the halls of college during integration week, some upperclassmen didn't like being continually let go by you, so they made up a rumor or two out there, but you never cared. Chenle admired that. 

— Fuck, even you, dude? — Jeno was unhappy. No one was on his side, and he began to question whether he was really overreacting to you. This made him hate you even more, again for no reason.

— At this point it just seems like you can't control that you're like SUPER into her — Haechan proves.

— Not everyone is a weirdo like you who likes to make girls cry, Haechan — Jeno pinched the tip of his nose.

— Not everyone — the brunette agreed — but you sure do.

Chenle let out a loud laugh, amused by Jeno's irritation, but he couldn't help but think about how Haechan's theory made a bit of sense, so the Chinese asked incredulously. — Dude, are you seriously into her?

— Of course not, idiot. 

— So you're intimidated by her? — Chenle insisted once more, and that only made Jeno even angrier. Jeno rolled his eyes hard and crossed his arms uncomfortably and replied with an arrogant voice.

— Intimidated by what?

— Well, she has a reputation.

— So? 

— SO you are afraid to get dumped by her? 

— Ugh! As if!

The two boys continued arguing heatedly as Jeno grew more and more annoyed, which only amused Chenle more and more and made the Chinese man laugh loudly. Eventually, Jeno got up and locked himself in his room, slamming the door hard to make his anger clear.

Haechan smirks and Chenle realized right away that their older friend was planning something bad – or good, if seen from the right point of view. 

— What are you planning?

— Only good things — Haechan replied. Then the two exchanged complicit glances and smiled mischievously at each other, already knowing where they wanted to go and immediately agreeing to the plan.

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haechan created the "genius idea" group haechan added renjunnie haechan added Jaemin

jisung: I don’t think this is a good idea, hyung

haechan: Don’t be a pussy, jisung

Jaemin: no, he is right, haechan-ah that’s a terrible idea

haechan: Jaemin, trust me a little, ok? I know what I'm doing, man!

Jaemin: i don't think so… rejunnie: maybe he’s right

haechan: I’m always right, man.

chenle: My thought exactly

Jaemin: i should know you’ll be involved on this you little brat

chenle: You know what they say: great minds think alike

haechan: Come on, he’s so into her. It’s getting stupid!

renjunnie: what could go wrong? they already hate each other…

jisung: So… what do you think, hyung?

Jaemin let out a tired, thoughtful sigh. He knew that this was definitely not a good idea, but maybe it was a necessary move.

If Haechan's theory was right and in fact Jeno was into you and just didn't know how to react, then maybe it would change things for all of you and for the whole group to be honest. But if Haechan was wrong...

Jaemin doesn't even like to think about that possibility.

In the end, he decided to give his - almost always - well-meaning friend's crazy ideas a chance. Without giving it much thought, Jaemin typed his reply:

Jaemin: fine let’s do it

Now he just needed to talk to the two of you, especially you. 

It would be easy to convince Jeno to go out with the group, all he needed to say was that it would be a date with the boys and the brunette would be there in a flash. But it was different with you. 

You two hung out a lot, Renjun and Jisung joining you often, but when Haechan and Chenle got together, it meant that Jeno would join in too. And you'd been avoiding him like the plague ever since the incident in the cafeteria, wanting to ignore him at all costs. So it would be hard to convince you to go out with the whole group again and Jaemin was the one responsible for thinking of something to change that.

He called you earlier that evening, biting his nails anxiously at having to lie to you when one of his promises was never to lie. Guilt was already coursing through him, so he hoped it would pay off.

— Jaem? Did something happen? — your sleepy, soft voice rang out on the other end of the line when you picked up after the fifth ring. — Are you all right? Do you need help?

He only realized he'd been too long without answering when you started firing off questions in a hurried and worried manner. Jaemin let out a nervous, breathy laugh before answering. - I'm fine. A bit anxious, actually.

— What do you want now, Na Jaemin? — you asked from the other side, this time in an impatient and accusatory voice.

— The boys are going to have a meeting at the usual arcade, to celebrate Haechan's scientific initiation…

— No — you cut him off, knowing full well that he was going to ask you to go along and, normally, you would have accepted, because you liked going out with the boys, but now you were avoiding Jeno like the plague.

— Please, I need you there! — Jaemin hurried. — Yuki's going and she hasn't left my side for months, I kind of need...

— That I help you get her off your back? — you cut him off once again. — Why don't you just tell him you're not interested? 

— I've already tried!

— Jaem, I don't know if...

— Please, for me? — Jaemin knew it was a low blow, but if he wanted you to go he'd have to appeal to the emotional. Anyway, it's your fault for being a butter heart.

He heard her heavy sigh on the other end of the line along with annoyed grumbles, cursing herself for being so soft.

— Okay...

— Yes! I love you, you know that, right? — he thanked you, and imitated various kissing noises. You laughed tiredly and hung up on him, not wanting to put up with any more of your best friend's mushiness.

Okay, you've gone, now all that's left is Jeno.

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You entered the arcade alone after waiting for Jaemin for long minutes outside. You also flooded his number with messages and calls that he deliberately decided to ignore. 

— Na Jaemin, I swear to God... — you grumbled, entering the vintage arcade that no one knows how it has managed to hold together over the decades and looking for the boys at the tables in the integrated cafeteria, but finding no one.

You picked up your cell phone again and checked the time: it was just after 6 p.m. "Maybe I'm too early," you thought to yourself, calculating the possibilities and deciding that this was what had happened.

To pass the time, you ordered a strawberry milkshake. You were happily savoring the sweetness of your frozen dessert, feeling minimally happy at the start of the evening, but your happiness didn't last long because it was at that moment that you noticed Jeno entering the arcade, also alone and angry.

— Of all people… — you grumbled, rolling your eyes.

If the boy saw you here, he made a point of not showing it and walked straight past you. Jeno sat at the last table, sprawled on the brown leather sofa and typing furiously on his cell phone, his thick eyebrows furrowed in concentration until he raised his face in confusion, feeling that he was being watched.

So your eyes met and he made a sneer that was promptly reciprocated by you. When Jeno raised an eyebrow, as if to silently say "what are you looking at?", you responded with an exaggerated roll of the eyes and turned away from him.

The arcade was still partially empty and therefore quieter than usual, so it wasn't hard to hear the sound of heavy boxes falling to the floor in a loud thud, followed by a thin scream that aroused your attention and concern.

— Oh my God! Are you all right? — you asked hurriedly and got up from the bench you were sitting on. Just as you were about to lift the mobile bench to help the attendant, Jeno pushed you, getting in front of you to get to the little accident faster.

— Idiot — you grumbled.

— Are you all right? — he asked, gently lifting the girl off the floor and checking that she had no apparent injuries.

— I'm fine — the girl replied quietly. — I was startled by the boxes falling, but they're all empty, so I'm fine.

She let out an embarrassed laugh, looking at Jeno and then at you with cheeks red with embarrassment. You realized that there was no point in trying to help her, thanks to Jeno who monopolized the girl's attention with his exaggerated worries, so you decided to pick up the boxes that were scattered on the floor and the few packages that fell out of them.

— Thank you, you've been very kind — she thanked you for what seemed like the fifth time in a row. — You can order whatever you like — she suggested, looking hopefully at the two of you as you gathered outside the counter again. Seeing your refusal, she insisted — It's on the house.

— I've already eaten — You pointed to the half-empty glass of milk shake.

— My friends aren't coming anymore, so I'm leaving — Jeno denied it and you turned your face away in confusion, looking at him in shock and denial. 

You took your cell phone out of your pocket, looking for the group chat and frantically reading the messages in search of answers. You refused to believe Jeno, but Jaemin's singular message apologizing was the cruel confirmation you needed.

— Shit! — you both complained together - which surprised both of you - but the reasons were quite different for you.

You were stressed that Jaemin had let you down, you felt angry and disappointed that he had lied to you and used the "for our friendship" card to manipulate you into meeting the tormentor of your nightmares.

For Jeno, the situation was a little worse, as his stalker was walking towards him with a wide, frightening smile that didn't reach his glazed blue eyes. In the same minute he felt his breathing become heavy and his knees give way, he looked around, thinking of the best way to get out of there without the girl catching up with him.

You noticed your enemy's desperate face, trembling hands and ragged breathing after noticing the foreign girl approaching. You looked at him, then at her, then back at him and decided that you could revel in the suffering of the boy who was too nice to everyone but you. So you turned your back on him and picked up your bag, preparing to leave and leave him behind.

Jeno didn't react with anything other than frightened glances and an unsure step backwards when the girl started to come closer and try to touch his face with her pale hands. You wanted to punch yourself in the face for worrying about the boy who had been nothing but cruel and rude to you, but his cowed reactions got to you.

Jaemin was right, you do have a heart of butter.

With an exasperated sigh you moved back closer to the boy, entwining your arms with his and stared at the girl with your typical cold, sharp eyes that you wore as your personal armor against the harassment you suffered from seniors at the beginning of college.

The blonde girl looked at you with the same fury in her eyes as you looked at her, but you didn't let yourself be intimidated. She was no match for you anyway.

— Is something wrong? — you asked with disinterest.

— Yes! — she was impatient and clenched her fists in a firm, furious grip. — You're touching my boyfriend!

— Your boyfriend? Are you sure? - you replied condescendingly. — Because it seems he can't even stand to look at you and neither can I.

— You don't know who you're messing with — said the girl, trying to look intimidating.

You just smiled mischievously in response and took two steps towards her, towering over her who is considerably smaller than you. With your chin held high and a glint of pure evil in your eyes, you replied: — And do you know who you're messing with?

You must have looked really scary because she blinked in shock and staggered backwards, her eyes blinking nervously, trying to understand what had just happened. Jeno was also surprised - and a little scared - by your attitude, suddenly remembering the feeling he had when he first saw you on campus.

Contrary to what he remembered, it wasn't with Jaemin. On the first day, the veterans organized a hazing to welcome the freshmen and you were there, looking all proud and fearless for refusing each of the challenges they proposed until the leader got too angry to deal with you and sent you away with a simple wave of his hand and a tired sigh. 

That day he realized that you were everything he wanted to be and would never be: able to stand up for yourself. That day he also realized that he was jealous and intimidated by you, so when you showed up behind Jaemin, acting completely different from when you were alone, he decided that he didn't trust you and therefore hated you.

Now, Jeno couldn't feel more grateful for your duality. Thanks to you, Ava was gone and he could return home without having to deal with the girl's obsessive and stalkerish attitude.

He sighed with relief. But the feeling only lasted a brief moment, because as soon as he looked at you again, he saw the way your eyes looked worried. Worried about him.

Without understanding what he were feeling, Jeno got angry again and shoved his shoulder into yours as he walked away. You snorted in disbelief and glared at him angrily, watching his broad back move away towards the alley where he had stashed his bike. 

In an impulse of rage, you went after him, stepping heavily as you were equally annoyed, running a little to catch up with him.

— Is that what I get for my thanks? — you shout marching after him and when all he does is walk faster without looking back, taking the bike key out of his jacket to leave, you feel even angrier and run after him, pushing his back hard.

Jeno stumbles, but manages to balance himself and turns to you with a red face and furious eyes. — I didn't ask for your fucking help, okay? — he shouts back and towers over you.

You don't back down, in fact you take another brave step forward, coming face to face with him. — You couldn't do that even if you wanted to. You were acting like a puppy who'd lost its mother — you teased, pushing his chest with your index finger. It wouldn't hurt, but if you were going to annoy him, you'd take your chance. — You missed peeing your pants, scaredy little puppy.

He pushed your shoulders back in retaliation and, after a shocked sigh, you retaliated by doing the same thing to him. The two of you repeated the childish act a few times, never too hard to hurt, but enough to cause a nuisance.

— Dude, what's your problem with me? What the fuck have I ever done to you? — you shouted. Lucky for you, the street was empty, except for a trio of friends who had passed you both earlier without caring. — Apart from getting you rid of that crazy bitch, of course!?

— You get in my way all the fucking time. You've wormed your way into my group of friends, into my life and now I can't even hate you in peace because you can't stop being the Miss heroine who has to save the day, can you?

You laughed out loud, throwing your head back. — Have you heard yourself? — you asked incredulously. — You sound like you're into me and you don't know how to ask me out.

You tried to joke, hoping that sarcasm would be able to get you out of this weird and confusing situation you've gotten yourselves into, but Jeno was serious. Staring at you in shock and realization, expressions that you were quick to copy the next second.

Before you could say anything else, Jeno grabbed your face in his hands and kissed you eagerly. It was quick, strong and desperate, like the first impulse to breathe after drowning for so long. You gave in almost automatically, your body instinctively knowing what to do, accepting him as if he had always been yours. In fact, he was, he just didn't want to admit it.

You melted in Jeno's warm hands. The boy's soft lips tasted like paradise itself. You almost felt your knees give out when he circled his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. 

You encircled the boy's neck with your arms and propelled yourself on tiptoe so that you were at the same height, making the kiss more comfortable for both of you. You pushed back, trying to make space between you so that you could breathe.

Jeno wasted no time and trailed kisses down your cheek, jaw and neck, sending shivers down your spine at the ghostly sensation of his touch. Everything was so new and intense for both of you that all you wanted to do was give yourself to each other right then and there.

He took precise steps forward, pushing your body back until you were leaning slightly against the leather seat of his motorcycle. His right hand went to the back of your neck, gripping your hair to keep you where he wanted you.

Your lungs were burning from lack of air, and although you didn't want to, you pushed back, trying to make space between you so that you could breathe.

But Jeno wasn't satisfied with just that. When you pulled away, he wasted no time in trailing kisses down your cheek, jaw and neck, sending shivers down your spine at the ghostly sensation of his touch. It was all so new and intense for both of you that all you wanted to do was give yourself to each other right then and there.

— I can't fucking believe it, Lee Jeno — you complained, but this time your voice had a tone of amusement, causado by the situation and the playful little bites the boy was leaving at the base of your neck.

— I don't believe it either… — he replied and gently brushed the hair from your face. — I still hate you, just so you know.

— It's mutual — you replied teasingly and they both smiled mischievously.

— Yeah? — he replied before coming closer once more, surrounding you with his scent. His lips brushed against yours so lightly that you leaned in, wanting to kiss him again.

Você acenou com a cabeça em confirmação, o que só fez Jeno sorrir ainda mais.

— That's even better.

[moonlightjeno]

so like when youre free maybe you could do roommates!au + enemies to lovers + “you have the emotional capacity of a brick.” from the prompt list with im-not-even-gonna-say-his-name-because-you-know-it? hopefully with a happy ending idk maybe theyve both been burying their feelings for some time? dont push yourself and you dont have to do it if you dont want to 🥰 ly so much bubs ❤❤

asdfghj im so so so sorry this took me ages to actually write !! i do hope you like it’s seriously like just pure fluff and some small tiny angst but basically I want a jeno after this and you know why. 

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬: [roomate!au] +  [enemies to lovers] + [“you have the emotional capacity of a brikc”]

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: f l u f f and full on crackheads. this is a mess

creds to @mozartwasajungkookstan ,, ty for the help on how to start this!

Having a roommate or really lack thereof was nothing like the movies, especially when lee jeno was involved. It’s not like you saw him often, he seemed to spend most of his time either in his room the only sound coming either grunts or the click click of the video game controller that he seemed to be attached to dearly. You were almost sure he talked more to the tv screen in his room and his phone was six other voices would at times come through, seeping through the door. 

When your old roommate had suggested you move in with jeno, you had initially agreed. From what you’d heard from her he wouldn’t get much in your way, loved animals so wouldn’t mind you bringing your cat and he was cute. Jeno was the epitome of a perfect roommate according to the paper in front of you and Jaemin who’d had to leave you and therefore make you move because of a modeling gig he’d been presented halfway across the world. The boy at least had shown you pictures of the boy who you’d be spending the rest of the year with and when you’d first seen them you couldn’t deny that he was easy on the eye. The pictures that jaemin had shown you had done him no justice, had been your first thought when you’d the boy who’s black hair had been pushed back, clothes clinging to his body from sweat, a result of what you had later learned was from a late dance practice you had been stunned. The initial stun of his beauty quickly faded the moment he opened his mouth only to close it back up again, and turn around leaving you in the entrance hall. 

The relationship between the two of you didn’t grow much from the initial encounter. It seemed that jeno would either spend too much time outside and come back to your apartment marks left along his neck where he would maybe wave a hi to you, and if it was a good day wouldn’t complain about you taking up most of the space in the living room. On your defense, he never used it either way. At least that’s what you thought, it had never occurred to you that the boy was to shy to disturb you, or that anytime he would come in the living room only to find you concentrated, most of the time scribbling over papers across the desk that he didn’t want to bother you. Especially when you looked kinda cute, all concentrated on whatever it is you were working on, he never asked never dared to. 

Three months into the rooming and it seemed that you had traded the boy you loved and had grown to be one of your closest friends for a stone-cold dark-haired boy. Jaemin was a foil to jeno in every way possible that the english dictionary could come up with. Where jaemin would greet you by the door almost every day, and was ready to give you a hug and talk about your day to no end jeno wouldn’t. The most jeno would do was tell you what the weather was outside on the occasion you went out to get the groceries, but in the times of a global pandemic, those were few. No relationship seemed to blossom, not that either of you put much effort into making any sort of conversation, the most you would get out of jeno were vague nods or “mmhhhmmm” that always had you questioning if he was agreeing or disagreeing with you. It had seemed to become a sort of talent to be able to distinguish between the different noises that jeno would make, most of them when you were involved in the speech were negative. That is what one would gather from the low tone that would come from grunts, half of the time it was jeno not every really knowing what to say on the subject of the human body and it’s many muscles, he was a dance major he didn’t know. 

Five months and quarantine hits your city. It’s during moments in quarantine that you are grateful for it and the organized chaos it brings with it in the apartment. Well peace is you considered music blasting through the household as jeno practiced his dance and choreographed new routines while zooming with his even louder group of friends. The pumping music though made up because when you would see jeno a smile or the ghost of one would grace his features, and you two would at times, very small times would make conversation about the weather. Talking about the weather had truly just become a joke, as neither you or jeno could actually leave the apartment. Nevertheless, jeno never failed to remind you when it was going to rain, it was both sweet and slightly annoying you couldn’t quite decide. It was on rare days, when you would get back from a daily grocery shop run you would find dinner prepared. Too much of your surprise it had been edible the last two times he has cooked, and though not much conversation flowed between the two of you it seemed this hate to hate relationship had become a more of acquaintances to acquaintances. It was progress, and you couldn’t help but smile at it.   

There were times when you looked at him, times when you two though wouldn’t talk to each other but would decide that on that night you would maybe attempt to get along better. These scenarios tended to end up happening from the constant nagging that jaemin put you both through, a constant “just talk” and “i swear they aren’t as bad as you think” and you couldn’t forget his most recent one that drove you nuts to no end “are you sure you don’t just you know like him?”. The phone conversation tended to end with a beep the second those words left his mouth, only for jaemin to text you about it continually. You were happy when that jaemin lived so far away in those moments if not you were sure he would have died either from you or jeno. It was one of the rare things you two agreed on. 

“So… what movie do you wanna watch?” you posed the question, not expecting much of an answer apart from maybe a shrug or a complaint on why were the two of you doing this again. 

 “Ummm, are you good with avatar? I haven’t watched it in a while and the sequel is supposed to come out” the suggestion left you gaping at him, eyes wide at the fact he had directed more than five words to you.

“Hold up” the awe in your voice was very much present which caused jeno to turn around and look at you, “did you just actually give me a sentence?” you couldn’t help the smile that blossomed on your lips and it only grows when you see jeno, biting his lip a small attempt to stop his smile from showing. 

“And…” you move closer to him, sitting in front of him one hand pointing slightly at his lips, “are you smiling?” you can’t help the laughter that leaves your lips, and soon jeno has joined you. Though he stops quickly the moment you see him looking at you, a genuine smile on his face. 

“Whatever. Just play the movie” he grunts, shifting his boy to face the tv and hugging your cat next to him. If it weren’t for the fact that you were almost sure you’re cat loved jeno more than he loved you, even if jeno was allergic to them you would have tried to rob him back. But this was the most you’d gotten out of jeno and you sure as hell wasn’t about to ruin it.  

“I’m on it, i’m on it” you mumble, as you search through your disney+ account expecting to find the last few shows and movies you’d been binge-watching cars a childhood favorite of yours right at the top and avatar which at this point you almost thought you watched religiously right next to it. The moment the screen showed Cars, you heard a cough from beside you. Your glare on jeno made him look at you slightly eyes narrowing before he chuckled, rolling his eyes. 

“Why is Cars on here?” the question seemed to mock you and you only smiled. 

“Nostalgia. Why?” the movie brought up the fun and happy memories from when you were younger, you had watched it so many times the dvd had broken. 

“So it’s not because it’s just a bad movie and you wanted to make fun of it?” and just like that, you’re ready to fight jeno, even if the way his hair fell slightly across his eyes from not being cut in months, and the way is he moved just slightly you could see the muscles shift from beneath his white shirt. 

“Are you mocking Cars?” 

“Maybe. It has no emotional value” is his response, followed by a shrug as he turns again to face the tv eyes darting from the tv to you from his side-eye. Oh that’s it. You think bitterly before grabbing the pillow behind you and hitting jeno full face, your power yell leaving your lips. The thud the pillow makes as it collides with jeno’s face and the yelp that leaves his lips and you smile. 

“The fuck was that for?” he’s looking at you again, arms crossed against his chest, your cat no longer in sight.

“Because you” the emphasis on the word is caused by another hit in the shoulder, “have the emotional capacity of a brick.” jeno’s face is the only answer you need before you settle back into the couch, a proud grin adorning your face, until you are pulled by the waist a shriek leaving your lips. In some way you can’t fully understand you are now sitting on jeno’s lap, his face only centimeters from yours, and you can see the light specks of gold that swirl in his dark eyes. 

“No” the word is a whisper, and he moves closer to you, “i” you can feel his hands on your waist holding you in place “don’t” the movement is too fast for you too process but one moment your breaths are mixing and a noise you can’t place is in the background, and the next he’s kissing you. 

kissing jeno like everything related to jeno is nothing like you expected but everything you wanted. It’s slow and warm, and your hands come up behind his neck playing with the loose strands of hair. Kissing jeno is a new feeling, a way of conveying emotions when words between you two have always failed, and maybe just maybe it’s a confession because when you pull apart foreheads touching each other love-struck smiles on both of your faces you realize jeno isn’t that bad. 

“See?” a small peck to the lips, “my emotional capacity is beyond your reach” a grin replaces the small smile, “and i like you” another kiss, this time to the corner of your mouth and you thank the dark lights in the room from hiding the warmth from your cheeks. A small hmmm leaves your lips in response before you kiss him again, “i guess i like you too”

[hyuckssunchip]

also, jeno…. you need to stop putting things in your mouth

not everything is edible sweetie…

[softyn]

I’m Just Like You | Lee Jeno

Summary: Jeno hated you and you hated Jeno, everybody could see that your competitiveness and rivalry could be felt miles away from you, but at the end, you guys were more alike than you two would have expected.

Words: +5.1K

Genre: Fluff, basketball player! Jeno + basketball player!! Reader, enemies to lovers! AU

Warning: Some curse words.

A/n: Hello loves! I finally ended this and omg this is so long??? And i kinda feel like this is shit,,,, sorry😔💖

-Mai

-

You hated to wake up early, even more, if it was because of high school's first day, but today you've found the motivation to wake up and dress up quickly, since you would finally see that the female basketball team were going to train in the school's well-equipped gym instead of the outdoor court, with the old and worn basketball baskets this year.

Since you can remember, the male basketball team have been monopolizing the gym, obligating your team to train outside, with the basic equipment.

Your team has made everything they had in their hands to, at least, train in the gym one year but nothing you did had good results.

But since you were proclaimed as the new captain last year, you have argued with the principal every single day, to a point where when every time he saw you in the corridors, he hid.

Eventually, he promised you that you and your team would train in the gym next year since this one was already decided.

You walked down the corridor, heading to the class where a board with all the clubs and their respective places of the meeting was.

A big smile was adorning your face, finally, you were going to rub in Lee Jeno’s face, that you were going to enjoy the gym your last year of high school.

The class was full of students, and you had to break through the crowd until you were in front of the board.

“WHAT?” You yelled, scaring the students who were next to you and making everybody look at you. “WHAT KIND OF FAVORITISM IS THIS?” You shouted again.

This can’t be, it has to be an error.

You reread the board, but it was clear.

“FEMALE BASKETBALL TEAM - OUTDOOR COURT”

You made a noise of desperation and left the room, ready to discuss with the principal about your team.

“Look y/l/n, I know you are pissed right now.”

“Really pissed.” You corrected, crossing your arms.

“Yeah, really pissed, but you have to understand that there are a few members from the male basketball team that might have a scholarship and your team doesn’t have any.” The principal explained.

“But we don’t have any because we can’t train properly!” You complained.

“But I can’t see any problem with the outdoor court.” He said.

“You can’t see any problem...? The baskets are older than your age and mine together!” You shouted, raising your arms to the sky.

“Y/l/n, language.” He nagged.

You made a noise full of frustration, this was unbelievable.

“You can always ask the captain of the male team if they want to share the gym with your team.” He suggested and you couldn’t help but laugh.

You?

Asking a favor to Jeno?

How funny.

“Listen, I’m gonna leave now, but I hope you know that I’ll never forget that you have remarkable favoritism over the male basketball team.” You said before leaving.

-

“So what do we do now?” Yiren asked.

“Y/n you should talk to Jeno.” Serim suggested.

“There’s no way I’ll talk to... that.” You replied.

“Listen y/n, you are the captain of this team, forget your fucking ego and pride and go to ask him if we can change the courts at least two per week.” Yoorim spatted.

The room grew quiet, they all were observing you, waiting for your reaction.

You sighed. “Okay, but wait outside the gym, if you hear me shouting, come to stop me because it will be probably me trying to kill him.” You warned.

Once you were in front of the gym, they all cheered you.

They knew you hated Jeno with all your soul and they also knew about Jeno’s feelings towards you and how much he enjoyed pissing you.

“Good luck y/n!” You heard Eunji said before entering the gym.

The boys heard the gym’s door opening, then closing and turned their heads to look at you.

Jeno already had a stupid smile on his face, he enjoyed so much seeing you so pissed.

“Look what we have here... Isn’t she our little y/n?” He said coming closer to you until he was at your side and placed his hand on the top of your head.

You sent him a death glare and you smacked his hand away.

“Oh wow, she’s especially angry today.” he laughed, touching his hand and looking at his friends.

“Cut the shit Lee Jeno.” You spatted.

He looked at you seriously, his gaze almost made you shiver, but you tried to compose yourself.

“What are you doing here then? Can’t you see that this is not where you will train?” He spatted as well.

You sighed and looked at his friends, who were carefully watching both of you.

“Look, I'm here to make a pact.” You said.

Everybody seemed surprised, they knew you too well to know that you would never make a pact with Jeno.

Jeno’s expression didn’t change though, he was still looking at you with the same cold glare.

“So?” He asked, crossing his arm over his chest.

“Listen, we both are captains, we both want the best to our teams so that’s why you have to know that we won't reach any far if we keep practicing in the outdoor court.” You explained.

“And...?”

“So we were wondering... and, I have to say that it was the principal’s idea too, that maybe, we could change courts some days... or practicing all together?” You finally suggested.

He looked at you for several seconds without saying a word.

The rest of the guys kept in silent, waiting for their captain’s response.

“No.” He simply said.

“WHAT? WHY!?” You asked, opening your arms.

“Because I don’t want to.” He shrugged.

The guys looked at you, then at Jeno and finally to their watches, it was already lunch’s break and they knew that this fight would last long.

“Jeno, we are heading to the canteen, you inform us later.” Donghyuk said, palming Jeno’s shoulder.

You followed them with your gaze but soon looked at Jeno again.

“Well?” You asked again.

“No means no.” He said with a little smile.

You closed your eyes and massaged the bridge of your nose.

“I swear to god I’m going to kill you.” You muttered.

“Oh so you want to make a pact with me but you are talking to me like that...?” He asked with a faked surprised expression.

“You weren’t going to accept anyways so what about if I throw you a ball to that ugly face of yours?” You said with the fakest smile you could make.

He arched one of his eyebrows at your words.

“What would I win if I let you train here?” He asked.

“I don’t know... the satisfaction of having done a good deed?” You said.

“Uhm... that’s not enough, what a pity!” He pouted and you rolled your eyes.

“What do you want?” You asked.

He placed one of his hand under his chin. “What do I want...” He repeated, thinking. “Oh! Yeah, the cutie that plays in your team... what was her name... Jo? Jo Serim?” He said.

“What about her?” You asked.

“What about a cute date with her? Wait, I’m actually good with a night.” He asked, raising and lowering his eyebrows.

Your face only showed pure disgust. “Your friend already broke her heart and I’m not letting you or any of the other boys touch her again, you hear me?.” You said, approaching your face to his.

“Oh? And what about you?” He asked, grabbing your face, squeezing your cheeks and bringing his lips closer to yours.

You pushed him away with all the strength you had and cleaned your lips with your hand, even if he hadn’t touched your lips.

“Don’t you dare to do that again!” You shouted.

“Or else what? Are you gonna punch me with that tiny hands of yours?” He mocked and just when you were about to throw yourself on him, a pair of arms grabbed you by your waist.

“Y/N STOP!” Jiwon shouted.

“DON’T DO THIS Y/N” Sihyeon also shouted.

“I’M GOING TO KILL HIM, LET ME GO.” You shouted back.

“Y/n stop, you are only going to get yourself spelled!” Serim said.

“That’s right y/n, do what your friends say and stay quiet for once in your life.” He said before leaving to the canteen.

-

You walked to your house thinking about today.

Well, actually, only one thought filled your mind.

Lee Jeno.

You couldn’t express how much you hated him and you can’t really say when you guys started to hate each other, but the fact that he was the principal’s favorite and he could get whatever he wanted for his team only because Mark Lee, the young promise of basketball was the captain of his team last year, made your blood boil.

Of course, they also had a new star this year, Lee Donghyuk, the whole school knew he was going to get the best scholarship of the State.

Only if they cared about your team as much as they did for them...

You looked for your keys in your bag and opened the front door of your house.

The house was empty, per usual. Since your parents lived for their work, you barely got to see them, they started to work early in the morning and they worked until late at night so you spent your days alone.

With a sigh, you left your keys and bag on the table.

You went to your bedroom, feeling already bored, but when you looked through your window, you automatically rolled your eyes.

Did you mention that Lee Jeno was your neighbor?

No?

Well, yeah, he was.

He looked at you through his window too, with a clearly disgusted face.

You showed him your middle finger, making him roll his eyes and turn around.

You sighed again and lay down on your bed.

You closed your eyes and soon, you fell asleep.

Later, in the house next to yours, Jeno just finished having a shower and he was getting ready to bed when he looked through his window again.

“Already sleeping? It’s not that late.” Jeno muttered to himself.

He couldn’t really tell why he heated you so much, he just didn’t like your attitude.

He got into his bed and picked his phone.

He texted the boys for a while until he decided to go to bed.

Deal with an angry y/n can make your day really tiring.

The weeks passed quickly and soon, your first match was around the corner.

Of course, your team trained in the outside court and you didn’t even try to change your facial expression every time you saw Jeno.

You were training there thanks to his empathy.

He didn’t try to change it either, he even made sure to piss you off, because, why not? It was funny.

But today you just weren’t in the mood.

When you woke up, you found your parents in the kitchen and you had a heated argument.

They kept nagging at you because of your studies and they complained about how much basketball distracted you from school.

Of course, you knew that they weren’t right, maybe you weren’t the perfect student, the first one of your class, but you were passing all your classes and you were happy with it.

Not wanting to hear them more, you left your house in a rush and ran to your school.

Sadly, you couldn’t make it in time and you were late for your class. Now you had to spend two hours in detention after your practice.

“But teacher...” You begged.

“Y/l/n, don’t make me repeat all again, you were late.” He said.

You sighed and joined the rest of your class.

Little did you know that your day was about to get worse.

“Come on y/n, practice will help you to relax.” Yiren smiled and you smiled back.

You nodded with a big smile, which disappeared when you saw the court.

“There’s no fucking way in the hell...” You said with your mouth wide open.

“How... How did the basket break!?” Yiren asked surprised, at the sight of one of the baskets on the floor.

“We don’t know... it was like this when we arrived.” Sihyeon explained.

You massaged the bridge of your nose, your day couldn’t get any worse.

“Look, girls, I have to suspend the practice today, for your security, I’ll tell the principal about this and we will try to get the basket fixed as soon as possible.” Your coach said.

So know you didn’t have a court to train and your first match was around the corner, great.

“Girls, I’ll go to detention then.” You sighed.

They all nodded sadly and started to pick up all their things.

When you arrived at detention, only two people were in the room, a girl who uses to spend too much time in detention and... Chenle?

You were surprised to see one of the top students in the school in detention but you decided to ignore it, it wasn’t none of your business anyways.

You took a seat and sighed, hoping you didn't die of boredom.

-

You sighed, it was surrealistic, your day was surrealistic.

First, you had an argument with your parents, then your teacher sent you to detention, the basket broke, making you impossible to practice and after spending two hours in detention, you found out that it was pouring outside and you didn’t bring an umbrella with you.

You sighed again and started to walk to your house under the cold rain.

When you arrived at your house, you were completely soaked and uncomfortable, you just wanted to have a hot shower.

You looked for your keys in your bag but they were nowhere seen.

“What?” You muttered to yourself.

You looked for them again, in your bag, your pockets and even in your pencil-cases but you couldn’t find them.

And then, you remembered, you were so pissed this morning when you were arguing with your parent that you left the house in a rush and you didn’t even pick up your keys.

“You have to be kidding me.” You said with a groan.

Nobody was at your house so you couldn’t get in, you sat on the floor in front of your house, under the rain and decided to wait there until your parents came.

“This is fantastic.” You groaned again, your phone just ran out of battery.

Now you found yourself sitting alone in the middle of the street while it was raining like crazy and with no communication.

You brought your legs closer to you, hugging them, trying to keep yourself a little bit warmer.

You sighed again and placed your head on your knees, closing your eyes.

You just stayed there, listening to the rain and immersed in your thoughts.

After some long minutes, you felt the rain stop.

With your eyes still closed, you frowned.

Why didn’t you feel the rain soaking you but you could still hear it? So you lifted your head and opened your eyes.

“Jeno?” You asked when you saw him standing in front of you, holding an umbrella.

“What are you doing here, you idiot?” He asked.

You sighed and looked to your side.

“Look if you are here to mess with me agai-

“I won’t.” He interrupted you.

You looked at him narrowing your eyes, but for some reason, you ended up telling him about your keys.

“Come into my house.” He offered and you looked at him in shock. “What?” He asked.

“Is Lee Jeno, the same guy who hates me and I hate, offering me to come into his house?” You asked quite surprised.

Jeno rolled his eyes and looked at you again.

“Well yeah, I hate you and you hate me, but I’m not a monster, I’m not gonna leave you here, alone, while it’s almost diluting outside.” He explained.

You looked at him in silence, you didn’t expect him to say something like that to you if you were being honest.

“I’m good, don’t worry... And my parents are about to come.” You muttered and he sighed.

“Y/n, we’ve been neighbors since forever, I know that your parents don’t arrive until past midnight and... it’s not even eight pm.” He said.

You looked at him debating yourself if you should do what he was saying or not.

You hated him so much...

But he was right, it was almost diluting.

“Oh my god y/n, your pride is so fucking big.” He groaned and grabbed your arm, lifting you from the floor. “Come on, you're gonna catch a cold, for god’s sake.” He said, dragging you into his house.

You let him drag you while you remained in silence.

“Y/n? Oh my poor sweetheart, what happened to you?” Jeno’s mother asked when she saw you.

You couldn’t understand how someone as stupid as Jeno could have a mother as nice as his mother.

“I-I forgot my keys.” You laughed a little bit embarrassed.

“Why didn’t you ask Jeno if you could come? Look at you, you are shivering...” She said worriedly.

You looked at Jeno with the corner of your eye, he was next to his mother, looking at you as well.

You looked at Jeno’s mother again, saving for yourself all the rude comments that were passing across your mind about his son.

“I didn’t want to be a burden.” You said, hugging yourself.

“You are not a burden! On the contrary! I’m sure Jeno i-

“Mom, y/n is shivering, why don’t we let her have a warm shower?” He suggested, interrupting his mother.

“Oh of course! I’ll cook you a soup meanwhile.” He smiled at you.

You shook your hands. “No, it’s okay! I’ll just stay here until the rain stops.” You said.

“Don’t be silly y/n! You will end up catching a cold.” She said pushing you to the stairs.

“B-but... I don’t have any clean clothes with me...” You said, trying to stop her from pushing you to her bathroom.

“Don’t worry about that! I’m sure that Jeno won’t mind lending you some of his clothes, right Jeno?” She asked, turning her head to her son.

Jeno was taken aback because of his mother suggestion.

Jeno?

Lending you his clothes?

“Right, Jeno?” His mother asked again with a big smile.

“N-no, o-of course not.” He said with a fake smile.

“You see y/n! Now go and take a shower!” She said, still pushing you.

Maybe Jeno didn’t have his mother’s character, but they both were equally stubborn.

You laughed, giving up, there will be no way you can change her mind.

“Okay, thank you, Mrs. Lee.” You thanked.

“Jeno, accompany her, I’ll go to cook the soup now.” She said and went to the kitchen.

You followed Jeno until you were in his room.

You scanned the room, and for your surprise, it was really tidy and it didn’t smell like shit.

"Uh... You can sit on the bed if you want." He commented. 

 "You know." You said as you sat on the bed. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to." You commented. 

Jeno stared at you for some seconds before talking. "I've already told you, we may don't get along but I'm not a monster." He repeated, facing now his wardrobe, looking for something that could fit you. 

Silence filled the room and it could only be heard the sound of Jeno looking between his clothes. 

You looked at his back, feeling weird. You were sitting on the bed of the guy you hated the most, while he was about to lend you some of his clothes. 

Yeah, the atmosphere itself was weird. 

Suddenly, the door being opened slowly caught your attention, but no one was there. You lowered your vision, confused and your eyes widened when a little cat entered in the room. 

"Aw hi, buddy." You couldn't help but say in a cute tone and pick up the cat, hugging it.

The cat meowed and you let out a little yelp, scaring Jeno.

He turned to look at you and he saw you being all affectionate with his cat.

He looked at you with curiosity, he was so used to see you being a cold and unfriendly person that he was quite surprised to see you acting all cute.

“I didn’t know you have cats.”You commented, still with his cat on your arms.

“Yes, I actually have three.” He said and laughed when he saw you open your mouth in awe. 

Jeno looked at how his cat purred against you. “Come on Nal, let y/n have a shower.” Jeno said, taking his cat from your arms. “Here, use this.” He said lending you a sweatshirt and sweatpants.

Jeno followed you with his gaze until your body disappeared when you entered in his bathroom.

“You never hug me, why do you hug her?” Jeno asked, looking at Nal.

-

You thanked Mrs. and Mr. Lee for the dinner and followed Jeno to his room again.

Jeno sat on his bed and you did the same, and soon, three cats were all over you, making you giggle.

“It seems like they love you.” Jeno commented, watching you caressing his cats.

“Yeah, it’s said that cats can sense what people can’t, I’m sure that they sense what an asshole you are... oh wait, I can sense that too.” You teased, rather in a playful tone than an offensive tone.

He rolled his eyes with a smirk and looked at you again. “This is the y/n I know, I was starting to wonder who you were.” He said.

You decided to not t say anything and keep caressing the cats.

After some minutes of silence, Jeno talked again.”So... I heard about your court.” He muttered.

“About the basket?” You asked, not looking at him but his cats.

“Yeah...” He said and stayed in silent, just like you.

The silence was uncomfortable, you guys had argued countless times because of basketball and now, that you both were sitting on his bed, while you were wearing his clothes made things really weird.

You kept caressing the cats, not wanting to make eye contact with him, but then, he talked again. “Look, we both are captains and we want the best for our teams.” He said and you looked at him curiously. “And without a court, you can’t train and if you can’t train, you won’t be able to compete this year.” He continued.

Your heart raced up a bit, was he gonna say what you were thinking?

“And trust me, I’ve thought about this a lot and I think we could share the gym.” He commented.

“Are you serious?” You asked with a big smile and he nodded. “But like... you are not joking, right? Because I swear to God Jeno tha-

“I’m not!” He giggled a little and without realizing, you jumped into his arms.

Jeno’s cheeks gained a slightly red tone because of the sudden contact.

But after some seconds, you quickly separated from him and you blushed deeply.

Why did you hug him?

“I-I... sorry, I di-didn't want to...” You started to excuse yourself.

“Oh, look at y/n, all flustered and red!” He teased you, picking your cheek, trying to calm you.

You patted his hand and you two stayed looking at each other in silence.

“I hope you know I still hate you.” You said, sticking out your tongue.

“Oh really? I hate you more.” He chuckled.

-

“Wait, wait, what? Jeno did what?” Yoorim asked confused.

“He lets us train in the gym with them.” You repeated and all your friends and teammates looked at you surprised.

“What did you do?” Eunji asked.

You started to explain everything that happened yesterday, while they heard you quietly.

“DID YOU SLEEP IN THE SAME BED AS JENO?!” Yiren shouted, with her mouth and eyes wide open.

“Yiren sh! I didn’t sleep with him!” You shouted whispering, covering her mouth.

You didn’t realize but, a red color tinted your cheeks.

“Holly shit she did.” Yoorim said, covering her mouth and looked at the rest of your friends in shock.

“I didn’t! He fell asleep on his bed but I stayed awake until I heard my parents come and I went to my house after that.” You explained.

“Speak of the devil, he’s right there.” Jiwon pointed at Jeno, who just entered in the classroom with his friends.

You rolled your eyes with a smile and got up from your chair.

“Hey, Jeno” You greeted with a shy smile.

Haechan and Jaemin shut up and looked at Jeno confused.

“Hey.” He smiled back.

You landed him a little bag with his now clean clothes.

“Here, your clean clothes and... thank you for everything.” You said.

You looked at Jaemin and Haechan, whose eyes were wide open.

“Did you guys... hooked up or something?” Jaemin asked surprised.

You felt your face burn and you shook your head.

“No! It’s nothing like that!” You denied.

“Yeah, I hate her.” He giggled.

“Yeah, I hate him too.”

Days passed and the days turned into months, and you found yourself getting along with Jeno.

Now you didn’t argue every time you saw each other, the screams stopped and now you could have a normal conversation.

And to be honest you were surprised, Jeno and you had a lot of things in common.

If someone had told you four months ago that you were going to get along with Jeno and you would affirm that it was nice to have a conversation with him because you two had a lot of things in common, you would have punched them right in the face.

Now all of you were in the gym, while the boys were on the left side of the gym, you and your team were on the right side.

And for some reason, your sight kept traveling from the ball to Jeno.

“Y/N!” Sihyeon called you, making you jump a little.

You looked at her surprised and she rolled her eyes. “The ball!” She shouted at you, pointing at the ball you were holding.

“Stop looking at Jeno and pass the ball please.” Yiren said.

You got flustered and passed the ball, but again, your sight traveled to Jeno.

Since it was really hot today, the guys played around with the water and now, they were all soaked and laughing.

But then, Jeno’s gaze met yours, and you turned your head quickly, hoping that he didn’t catch you staring at him, but he did, he did catch you and it wasn’t the first time.

“She doesn’t stop staring at you.” Yangyang, one of Jeno’s teammates, informed.

Jeno looked at you from head to toes, maybe stopping in some parts he shouldn’t and a grin adorned his face.

“I’m still not over the fact that you guys are friends now.” Haechan said.

“Same in here, it’s so weird to see you guys acting like you have been friends for years.” Jaemin agreed.

Jeno chuckled, to be honest, he was surprised too, since you guys started to get closer, Jeno found himself liking your personality more and more.

“I don’t know why I hated her so much.” Jeno admitted.

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Once the practices ended, Jeno and you walked home together.

“Hey y/n, Nal misses you so much.” Jeno said.

“Oh really? I miss her a lot too.” You pouted and he laughed.

“Why don’t you come to my house? You can play with Bongsik, Seol and Nal and you can even have dinner with us.” He commented.

You thought about it for some seconds and you ended up accepting.

Once you entered in Jeno’s house, Nal didn't last long to be around you.

“Hi, love.” You said, hugging her.

“Y/n! hello darling.” Jeno’s mom greeted.

You greeted her with the cat in your arms and with a big smile adorning your face.

“Y/n, let’s go to my room, Bongsik and Seol are there.” Jeno said and you nodded.

You went to Jeno’s room and once there, you sat on his bed, soon, being surrounded by cats.

“I swear to God, these cats love you, since the last time you were here, they have not stopped looking out the window, they've missed you a lot.” He said sitting next to you.

“Aw, did you really missed me?” You said caressing them.

Jeno looked at you carefully, observing how you played with his cats.

He smiled slightly, examining your facial features and he couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation built in his lower stomach.

“Hey you, stop looking at me, you creep.” You teased and he arched an eyebrow.

“Hey! I didn’t say anything when I caught you staring at me!” He complained and your whole face turned red.

“I-I...”

Shit, he caught you and now you were stuttering like crazy, why were you feeling so nervous?

“You are kinda cute when you get nervous.” Jeno commented and you felt your face burnt.

You started to stutter again, making Jeno giggle.

“You know, for the past weeks, I’ve been thinking about you a lot.” He confessed. “I feel like we are more alike than we think.” He said.

You listened to all what he said quietly, not taking your eyes away from his.

“I don’t know why I hated you so much, but I feel really stupid now, I mean look at you, you love cats as much as I do!” he said pointing at his cats, that were purring on your lap. “And we both like basketball! We are the captains!” He explained.

“I’m like your feminine version.” You said and you both laughed.

He looked at you, deep into your eyes and you did the same.

Slowly, he started to get closer and closer to you, until his lips connected with yours.

The kiss was slow, kind and sweet. His lips fitted with yours perfectly, like if they were meant to be together. Jeno cupped your face with his right hand, deepening the kiss, making you sigh.

The kiss lasted some minutes more until you separated from him, gasping for some air.

Your heart was beating like crazy and you were afraid that Jeno would hear it.

He rested his forehead against yours and he moved his hand from your cheek to your neck.

“You know... I just realized that I like you... a lot.” He confessed, with his eyes closed.

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, you were about to have a cardiac arrest, your stomach was filled with those butterflies everybody talked about and you were filled with joy.

“Maybe we are more alike than we thought.” You said, starting to admit your feelings for him.

“Yeah, maybe I’m just like you and you are just like me.” He said, with a big smile and connecting your lips again.

// Masterlist //

[pinksugamonster]

Saddest “YO DREAM” 😔😫

Thank you baby leader 🦁

Cr. To rightful owner

[sprinklesofktrash]

Meeting his family || Lee Jeno

You pull Jeno hand to stop him from opening the door. “Wait Jeno, what if they don’t like me” you frown and looking down at the ground. Jeno smiles and turn his full body towards you. He place his hands on both sides of your arms and squeeze it

“Y/N, my family are friendly. They don’t hate anyone” He reassures you. You were technically shaking, you were so nervous on meeting Jeno’s family for the first time. You’ve never done this, this is your first time meeting his parents. This is your first time doing this, he’s your first boyfriend.

You suddenly felt his lips kissing your forehead, “Come on my princess, the Lee family is waiting for you” He smiles and took your hand into his. It warms your heart, seeing you meeting his parents. He knows that you’d be his first girlfriend to introduce to his parents. It’s you.

Jeno opens the door to reveal a clean home. It was very well organize, clean hallways, smells like cinnamon and there’s couples of family photos on the wall. You both took off your shoes and change into the slip ons they provided you. He also puts on a black mask since he’s allergic to his cats.

You were greeted by his family in the living room where they all sat quietly waiting for you. “Guys, this is y/n my girlfriend” Jeno let’s go of your hand, before you could react you were squished into a tight hug from his mom.

“Y/n! We’ve been expecting you! Oh you look so lovely” His mom softly pats your back and rub your shoulder. His mom is literally the most down to earth mother. This dad came to you for a hug also.

“Finally, Jeno brought a girl home!” His dad cheered and rub your back. Jeno was right, his family is not hateful, they’re just really sweet just like their son.

“My brother does have a type” His sister stood up and gave you a nice hug. It made you10x better after they all hug you, you feel more at ease.

You felt your chest getting heavy and your breath started heavy. You usually bring your inhaler but you totally forgot about it today. Your eyes started getting itchy and you begin sneezing.

“Are you okay?” Jeno asks you with a worried expression. You held his arm and shook your head no.

“I, I’m allergic to cats” You sneeze. Jeno gasps and quickly take off his mask and put it on you. You were surprise but tried to take it off to give it to him.

“It’s fine, I’ll go get another one in my room. I didn’t know you were allergic to cats” he chuckles. You scratch the back of your head and laugh.

“Well, now we know why they’re so cute for each other” his sister said, which made all of us laugh.

The rest of the night, you spend the evening getting to know his family and eat well. You get to meet his three cats and get’s to see baby pictures of Jeno. You never thought tonight would be like this. It was a beautiful night.

[nctzeniesoft67]

[9:54 PM] jeno frowned at his phone, his internet failing him, preventing him from liking your recent instagram picture.

[cinaminho]

Requested ship for: @loveybooreads 💗💗

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Ship requests are closed!!!!!

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"okay so! hehe! i’m a 16 year old girl with light brown hair and eyes! I’m very sensitive that’s why I cry in every single movie I watch. I’m quite childish and get very excited with things. I love to sing, read and paint/draw. I’m very shy and don’t talk to many people; I have my small group of close friends and I’m more than satisfied with that💛✨ I love to be affectionate around them. 2 funny facts about me: I have really small hands and a squirrel laugh!😊 I think of myself as a comprehensive person and a tidy and listener one too. I LOVE to smile and to make people smile. I also don’t tend to get angry often but when I do get angry... hehe beware😂 All in all I try to be as positive as I can be ✨✨ thank you so much! have a nice day! 💖💖"

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Stray kids: I ship you with, Felix.

Felix is a baby even though his voice is as deep as hell but he has a heart to match it. He's very sensitive but cuddly , he's an affectionate little love bug who I'd think understand you on an emotional level like no other person could.

I feel like you'd meet Felix by bumping into him at a Cafe or something probably while jes getting his favorite coffee or Ramen! You'd be the one sputtering a million apologies and offering to buy him anything off the menu even if you didn't ruin his order, he'd like that you'd be in such a panic because he'd probably be the same way, from there was history.

Dating Felix would include:

- Ramen dates

- Coffee dates

- him teaching you Australian slang along with Chan

- Talking to him about where you grew up and vise versa

- being his biggest hype man/woman

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NCT: I ship you with, Chenle.

Another emotional yet playful bean with a rare heart, his child like smile and antics always keeps everyone entertained , he's a very talented 17 yr old being that he started at a young age. He has a contagious smile and laugh (R.I.P Chenle's dolphin laugh 2k18)

BUT

I also ship you with, Renjun.

He's the golden handed boy who also has a contagious smile, I picture Renjun to actually be pretty outgoing at times but then shy as well, he has small hands too although he now reigns as the oldest Dreamy he's still tiny! He's for sure a great listener according to the other members and among the most mature / wild ones.

I feel like you'd meet Chenle and Renjun the same way sense they're always around each other but of course (you can only choose one) you probably met them through Mark or Maybe one of the other English members but either way I'm sure you'd be willing to learn some Korean or maybe even Chinese if it meant speaking to one of them.

Dating Chenle would include:

- Insisting he teaches you how to do his signature laugh even if he can't anymore

- piggy back rides for the both of you

- playing against each other in games

- shy hand holding

- random outburst of screams between you both (secret communication method)

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Dating Renjun would include:

- Being the creative couple

- Art wars

- being each others inspiration for drawings and paintings

- Eskimo kisses

- he's always a bit nervous around you

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I hope you liked this sweetness!! Thanks for the request 💘.

[moonlightjeno]

[ 6:32 pm ] the sun is a bruise in the sky covered by the gray clouds that fan around it. The music flooding in through your headphones has you humming along, words formed on your lips but never spoken. And the thought has you thinking only slightly about a certain boy that you saw in your class today. 

Thinking about the class that had you dozing off to sleep except on tuesdays, because he would also be there as a teacher’s assistant. Jeno’s overwhelming love and passion for the subject had you mesmerized if you thought for only five minutes on the topic too. And you promised you tried to be more invested in the words and information that came out of his mouth and not on the way his eyes would get lighter when he got excited about the way a vein drains into another or the wink he would send your way when the rest of your class had fallen half asleep for the second half of the class. 

The thoughts keep you warm on the cold spring afternoon, the bruises in the sky blossoming behind you as you make your way back home, cold wind snapping at your face. Your own world, filled with thoughts of classes you couldn’t wait to be done with, melodies that filled your soul and a boy with warm eyes that filled your heart. A world that keeps you distracted until a voice calls out your name for the tenth time (nine of which you had not realized) and you’ve spun around almost crashing into the boy behind - now in front - of you. 

He’s painted in hues of orange and gold, dashes of pink in the light that descends from the sun and it’s almost breathtaking until he’s pulling you in arms wrapped around yours in warmth. The varsity jacket, worn out over the year, is soft against your skin and you want to stay trapped in the moment. Arms wrapped around each other, the ends of his hair tickling your cheek. Safe. warm. Comfortable. That’s what it felt like to be in his arms. 

The lingering strips of color in the sky threaten to leave, as Jeno breaks away from the hug. Soft smile is ever present on his face as he asks you about your day, if he did a good job teaching and if you needed any help with today’s topic. He’d noticed you weren't the biggest fan of the topic, something you’d profusely tried to decline to no avail. But his faint smile never left, eyes so warm that if you didn’t think too much about it you would just stare at wondering all of life’s possibilities in regards to Jeno. 

A moment, slipping between your fingertips the way water weaves its way through cracks in the road after a rainstorm. Moments between two strangers who aren’t quite strangers anymore, who share gazes they don’t understand. Things that seem so tangible, like the way his lips felt against your forehead, the way his arms felt around your waist and your around his neck, tangling in his outgrown hair. 

He'd been wanting to cut it for hockey for a while now, but that resolution had left his mind when you wrapped a finger on a black curl during a stolen moment in the movie theater. And then you’d told him how much you’d loved the light curls that would come when his hair would grow out and jeno had canceled any sort of appointment - one he’d had jaemin make honestly - in regards to hair cutting. And when your phone buzzes in your back pocket an incoming call from your older brother “worlds best brother” - name placed by haechan himself - reality crashes back into you. 

The moment shatters, the sky no longer in its beautiful hues and this time the bruised sky dark purple forming over the clouds follow the two of you in your opposite paths back home. Each with a heart reflecting the sky.

[moonlightjeno]

[2:53 am] you can feel the music as it echoes across the house. the party your brother was throwing downstairs was an inconvenience in your attempt to go to sleep. After almost an hour of trying to retrieve yourself from the party as people with names you had only heard a couple hours ago and faces you would probably only recognize if presented to again weeks or months from now tried to drag you back into the party. You would have left hours earlier if you hadn’t had the tiny spark of hope that your brother’s best friend jeno would show up from his hockey practice. The chance of not seeing him after only seeing him once this week had tempted you and kept you swaying for hours to the too loud music, constant cigarette smoke and shifting from one corner of the room to the other - the book you’d deemed to be your weapon from how big it was on your arm - as you cleaned up after the messes left behind.

That little spark of hope had flickered and gone when the time had started to read two am and you couldn’t take the constant yelling over loud music and small conversations with people you wouldn’t talk to again. except maybe jaemin who you’d questioned why he had even showed up at the party when his girlfriend was back at the university's residences but who’s presence you’d enjoyed nonetheless.

2:30 am when you’d realize that sleep was not coming when the music vibrated through the floor, and you’d popped in headphones, the latest youtube video your algorithm had found playing in the background. The constant buzz of the video in front of you doing a good enough job of blocking out the music that your eyes had started to drop, sleep beginning to lure you into its grasp. The lure lasted only a couple of seconds before you heard your brother's voice, pitched a bit too high and louder than his already loud self as he walked towards your room. You were ready to tell him off, already settled in bed, an oversized shirt hanging over you, covering up to your legs, until he entered the room with someone else and your heart stopped beating.

Your room all of a sudden felt too warm, but you refused to untangle yourself from the blanket as jeno and your brother walked in. haechan telling you a slur of words how jeno had wanted to say hi to you before you went to sleep had blood rushing to your face instantly. The scene played out in slow motion. The way your brother dismissed himself, mentioning something about the light switch which you prayed no one would turn on, before wobbling back down the stairs. Your emotions fluctuate from wanting your brother to stay if only for a bit longer, so that jeno would also stay his silhouette, the light from the hallway casting shadows across the hoodie he wore, the number 23 barely visible.

But when your brother leaves, jeno stays.

He stays and crouches by your side so that you're at eye level and you can hear the smile on his face when a small hi leaves his lips that has you grinning. He stays and asks you how your day was, a sorry leaving his lips for disrupting your night which you quickly refute. Because with him here that spark of hope that had died down to its last embers is now aflame, grasping for oxygen to keep fanning itself and you have to stop yourself from reaching out and grabbing his hand. Your conversation isn’t long, fifteen minutes of updating each other on their lives, as he asks you how your uni has been and if he could help you with anything, and the next movie you wanted to go to see, while he talks about hockey practice and the genetics class he recently had that had bored him half to death.

And when he turns to leave, hand running over his already messy hair you don’t stop yourself this time when you reach out to hold his hand, and jeno thanks the darkness of the room that hides the shock and redness of his face before he flashes you a smile that you probably can’t see.

You both remain locked in time, hands holding onto each other because there’s no one else in the room to witness this moment. No one to witness the love you hold for each other, the way you look at each other in the dimly lit room where the only witnesses for the way you feel are each other. A love inevitable, shared between glances in shared rooms, and text messages sent when a particular dog walked by the street or movie you'd been raving on about had appeared on his feed.

Silent and unforgiving love you hold for each other. And when jeno finally leaves, taking the warmth of his hand in yours with him, but not before he asks you if you're free to go watch that new movie this week, you think that maybe falling in love with your brother's best friend wasn’t futile. That maybe there'd be a day when you’d both be able to share those glances and hold onto each other in front of the world, kisses and hugs for people to see instead of hiding it in dark rooms late at nights. And jeno thinks that maybe falling for his best friend's sibling wasn’t his worst plan because when he was with you the world faded and it was just you and him, now he just had to learn how to tell you that. But for now a movie and popcorn, hands held and hugs shared would be enough.

[moonlightjeno]

series of hours, minutes, seconds between two lovers hearts aching as they hold onto each other in hidden rooms and stolen glances. but its three fifteen in the morning, and the world is a complete mess but in jeno's arms its a mess neither of you can untangle.

or timestamps that follow the tricky story that is falling in love with your brothers best friend: lee jeno

[2:53 am] - the music's loud and the world doesn't stop vibrating from the party going on downstairs but its worth it for the smile you see at three am.

[5:13 pm] - feathered kisses, and sunsets mixed with pros and cons.

[6:32 pm] - dog's help imagine portal veins apparently

hi hi ! thank you thank you thank you ! to the amount of love and support i received on the first installment of this series <3 due to that i decided to create a mini series, that will be updated hopefully every two weeks or so.

taglist !! @neocuddlytechnology @chenjwi

much love

- luna <3

[hyuckssunchip]

so obsessed with the idea of athlete Jeno for absolutely no reason at all...

this has nothing to do with my upcoming drabble about Jeno, but I just needed other people to imagine all types of athlete Jeno...

sorry not sorry... you’ve actually been blessed.

[hyuckssunchip]

[1:35 am]

Pairings: Jeno x Reader

Words: 845

Warnings: Language (there is almost always language in my writings), fluff

Synopsis:

programmer boyfriend drabble 

I know he’s a gamer, but I feel like he also gives me nerdy programmer vibes too. idk, he’s hot in glasses tho.

Behind the bold wooden door, you could hear the faint padding of your boyfriend’s footsteps, shuffling towards the entrance in order to let you in.

“Y/N?” He glanced at the clock on his adorning the table by the front door. “Shit. Is it six already?”

You frowned at his ruffled appearance, his hair still sticking up in different directions, as if he was pulling at it for hours.

“You okay?” You asked him, following him past the door. 

You watched as he rubbed the back of his head in distress. “Yeah. I guess I just lost track of time.” The guilt was obvious in his voice and you frowned.

He settled in front of his computer for a moment, rubbing his hands over his face. 

“Were you working on something?” You asked, peering over his shoulder at the busy computer screen.

“Yeah, I just need to finish my code, but I dunno I’m stuck.” He let out a labored sigh and turned to you. “I’ll figure it out soon though, give me half and hour at most.”

Not too worried, you smiled back nodded in agreement. You plopped yourself on his bed, adjacent to his desk.

But an hour and a half later you were plugging in your phone to his charger, nearly dead after surfing.

You heard a loud groan from your boyfriend who was now throwing his head back in frustration.

Unable to stop yourself you stood behind Jeno, and leaned over the back of his chair, rubbing your hands down his chest from behind. You left a couple soft kisses on his cheek before snuggling your head next to his.

“You good?” 

“I don’t know. It’s just not working.” He mumbled out.

“I know I’m probably not much help, but if you need me... I’m here.”

With one last kiss as an attempt to comfort him you laid back on his bed facing him. Your eyes followed the furious tapping of his hands on his keyboard, and you couldn’t hold your sad gaze. It hurt you to watch him struggle and you wanted so badly to help him, but you didn’t know what you could do.

A couple unsuccessful minutes pass and he turns to look at you, a sigh escaping him. 

“Screw it, I give up. Let’s just go, I can’t figure this out.” He groaned out, exasperated at his problem.

“Jeno, the date isn’t an issue, I’m not upset. Really.” You sent his a smile. “You should focus on your assignment.” You urged him, nodding in the direction of his screen.

He sighs reluctantly, but returns to his screen in agreement. Hands furiously typing away on his keyboard.

You let almost another hour pass before you become tired of watching him so distressed. 

You rose from your comfortable position on his bed and move towards your favorite spot. Jeno doesn’t seem to hate the idea as he moves his arms, allowing you access. You clamber into his lap, automatically laying your head in the crook of his neck, nuzzling deep into him. It seems that this did the trick, as you feel his arms relax around you, as he leans against you, simultaneously trying to figure out what’s wrong with his code.

Comforted by each other’s body warmth, and the steady rhythm of Jeno’s heartbeat had your eyes drooping quickly. Eventually you turned your head to the side, plastered against his chest. Your eyes wandered over the busy screen, eyes following his curser, only enhancing your melancholic mood.

You scan over the contents of the screen tiredly, not really paying much attention to the thousands of lines. As your eyes grew tired, you let out an involuntary noise that had Jeno pausing.

“What?” He tried to look down at you, but the close proximity made it difficult.

“Isn’t there supposed to be an ending parenthesis there?” You asked, not confident in the limited knowledge you had in programming. You simply pointed out what you had noticed.

Jeno frowns, squinting at the lines, almost immediately finding what you commented on.

He lets out a curse, fingers once again flying over the keyboard. Moments later he ran his code successfully and you were rewarded by his sounds of triumph.

“I fucking love you!” 

You giggle pushing him away, “Okay, now turn it it before you forget.”

He turns back to the screen one last time, and you giggle at his celebration the moment he clicks on the submission button. Whilst he’s doing that he refuses to let you out of his lap, his grip on you tightening as he lands wet smooches all over you.

He pulls you over the bed, choosing to pull the blankets over you in order to get comfortable. Jeno pushes his way into you, wrapping you in his grip. He cuddles with you leaving lazy kisses on top of your head.

“I’m sorry about our date. I promise I’ll make it up to you.” He mumbles against you head, the little pout had your stomach doing spontaneous flops.

“It’s fine, a date can wait, besides I’m here with you and that’s enough.” You felt his smile grow as he tugged you even closer than you thought was possible.

“I love you.”

© Copyright 2021. hyuckssunchip. All rights reserved.

[hyuckssunchip]

[5:34 pm]

Pairings: Jeno x Reader, ft. Haechan

Words: 1.3K

Warnings: Language (there is almost always language in my writings), fluff

Synopsis:

college studying boyfriend drabble

Jeno desperately is trying to do his homework as last minute as it can get. 

“Can I look at your homework?” You lifted your eyes from your computer to find Jeno shooting you those begging eyes that you could never resist.

“Jeno it’s due in like half an hour, but go for it.” You pulled the packet out of your backpack, sliding it to him. “You really shouldn’t wait so long. I’d have given it to you earlier if you just ask.”

He grinned, eyes crinkling as he opened up the booklet. “I didn’t have time, I was at practice all day yesterday.”

You ran your hands through your hair. “Too busy to ask for a picture? Honestly the amount of unnecessary stress that you get from this isn’t worth it.”

Jeno didn’t look up from his scribbling as he replied, “It’s not stressful, I know you’ll give it to me.”

You rolled your eyes, leaning your head onto your hand, eyeing him. “You’re lucky that it’s math class, otherwise it’d be suspicious how similar our answers are for every assignment.”

His pen paused over the paper. “It’s not every assignment.” He whined at you before hurrying back. Jeno glanced at his phone, the minutes were counting down.

You laughed at him enjoying his struggle. 

“It’s not really that funny Y/N.” He gave you a quick teasing glare. 

“It kinda is.” At this point you had abandoned your own books and chose to solely watch him. Jeno had his tongue slightly sticking out in focus as his hand moved across the page. 

“How do you even pass the tests? You never actually do the homework.” You asked, curious at his good standing despite his lack of apparent effort.

He shrugged. “I don’t know, I’m a good guesser I guess.”

You snorted, “Good guesser my ass. Our math tests are all free response.”

Jeno didn’t reply and you tilted your head, focusing your attention on him for the next fifteen minutes in silence.

“Don’t be fucking creepy Y/N.” You heard the chair next to you scratch against the tile.

“It’s not creepy. He’s my boyfriend I can watch him whenever I want to.” You stuck your tongue out at Haechan as he sank into the chair.

“Right. It’s not creepy when you do it, but when I do it it’s weird.” He huffed, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, cause you do it when he’s sleeping. That’s just weird.” You squinted your eyes at him with a frown on your face.

Haechan turned his attention away from you stubbornly before actually taking a look at Jeno. He snorted, “Cheating off Y/N again?”

Jeno didn’t bother acknowledging him, “It’s not cheating, just collaborative.”

“Yeah, Y/N does the work and then you write it in your own handwriting.”

“If she was willing to give you hers you’d do it too.” Jeno accused him with a glare before returning to the papers. He was almost done and three of you would have to leave for class soon.

“No I wouldn’t. Because I’m diligent and smart.” He turned up his nose before turning to face you, “But if you’re ever feeling insanely generous, I’m more than willing to receive answers.”

Haechan shot you a toothy grin, which fell off his face when you shoved him, and obvious no in your actions .

He shrugged, “It was worth a try.”

You picked up your phone, realizing that it was time to go. “Jeno, are you almost done?” 

“Almost.” He bit his lip, scribbling twice as fast as he was before.

“We’re going to be late.” Haechan sang out, teasing Jeno distractingly.

“Shut up.” You smacked the back of his head softly. “Don’t be mean.”

“How was that mean? I just said that we were going to be late.” He cried out, rubbing his head dramatically.

“It was the way that you said it.”

“It was the way that you said it.” He mocked you, but quickly moving away to dodge the second smack he was dangerously close to receiving. 

“Jeno. We should really get going now.” You were putting your books and papers into your backpack.

“Okay. I’ll just do it while we’re walking.” He mumbled, standing up dazedly, still scribbling.

You giggled, “How are you going to do that?”

Jeno looked up for the first time in a while, eyes darting to Haechan.

Haechan shook his head, already knowing that something was up. Jeno silently took Haechan’s backpack and made the boy wear it on his front.

“I’ll use Haechan’s back.” He smiled sweetly at you as your own grin widened. 

“No. Who said that you could use my back?” Haechan pouted, but still obliging when Jeno turned him around using force. 

Haechan didn’t really stand a chance against Jeno’s strength and he had learned to just go with it before he really resorts to force.

“Ow, that hurts.” Haechan dramatically whined as Jeno pressed especially hard against him.

“No it doesn’t.”

“Um, yes it does.” He replied, “And how would you know? You’re the one doing the stabbing, not being stabbed.”

“Because this hurts.” Jeno pushed the pen hard against the paper that was on Haechan’s back, purposefully adding more strength.

Haechan squirmed away and turned to face Jeno with a wide eyed expression. “Ow.”

Jeno grinned, motioning for him to turn around again. 

Haechan shook his head horrified, “No way. You’re gonna do it again.” 

“I’m not, just come here.” He smiled and eventually Haechan obliged. 

“You’re boyfriend’s a psycho.” Haechan muttered to you.

“Shhh. In case you didn’t notice he’s got a pointy object against your back.” You giggled, eyeing your boyfriend who didn’t seem to hear it, intensely focused on his writing.

Haechan gulped and for the rest of the way he kept his snarky comments to himself.

The three of you sink into three empty seats towards the back of the lecture hall. Jeno whispered to you that he was done and handed the packet back to you before sprawling out in his seat as if he was exhausted. 

“Jesus my fingers hurt like hell.” He groaned, eyes widening at the red marks that now stood out. 

“Alright, let’s get started.” Your professor walked to the front podium with his notes. 

The students slowly settled down, voices eventually petering out.

“Quick announcement before we get into the lesson. A lot of students had emailed me over the weekend saying that they needed more time to finish the assignment so it’s been extended until Wednesday.” You professor announced and you struggled to stifle a laugh at the way that Jeno’s face fell. 

Haechan didn’t even try, snickering and jabbing his elbow into his friend’s side. 

“Are you kidding me?” He muttered under his breath, staring at his hands in disbelief. 

“If you didn’t procrastinate so long you wouldn’t have struggled like that.” You scolded him teasingly, knowing that you were just pushing his buttons.

“No. If anything it’s more reason to procrastinate. My fingers wouldn’t have had to suffer and I would have had extra time.” He groaned, arguing with you.

“You know he’s got a point.” Haechan nodded before shutting up at the sight of your glare. “Or not.”

“All I’m saying is text me the night before maybe? Or maybe I should just send it to you and then I don’t have to go through this headache with you.” 

“No. This is fun. I enjoy watching this. Don’t make it not fun.” Haechan pouted, looking genuinely worried that you would take away his source of entertainment.

“It’s heartening to know that you enjoy my suffering.” Jeno glared at the boy.

“Is that new news?” Haechan asked, slightly disappointed that it had taken so long for Jeno to get it. 

“No. We just thought that you would at least have the class to not admit it out loud.” You poked at him.

“Okay. Shut up. I can’t hear the lecture.” Haechan averted the attention.

“You’re just salty cause you were losing.” You muttered, picking up your pencil to take notes.

The fact that Haechan didn’t reply gave you satisfaction.

“No. I think I’m losing. I’m stuck in between the two of you.” Jeno said with exasperation staring incredulously at the two of you in turn, then shaking his head. 

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[hyuckssunchip]

생일 축하 제노!! 행복하고 건강하세요!! 우리 제노 잘 컸어! 앞으로 많이 사랑 받아쓰면 좋겠어!

happy birthday Jeno!! Stay happy and healthy! Jeno grew up so well, didn’t he? Please continue to give Jeno lots of love!!

(pls bear with my korean lol)

[moonlightjeno]

𝖗𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 | 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 seven !!

masterlist | next >

𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪 : your part of 513, a new rookie group, your best friend is old friends with mark, who one day decides it’s a good idea to bring a long jeno, the boy you forgot about from another lifetime

𝔞/𝔫 : im not sure how this series is gonna cont tbh but everytime i read an smau i think theyre so fun but here we are