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enjennie · 2 years

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hi i hope youre doing fine. i just want to know if you are still going to update Everlasting Love?

hello anon I owe you the biggest apology and also a major thank you because the only reason this part is up is because of you! I know your ask has been in my inbox for a lonnggggg time which is why I hope you accept my apology! sorry for keeping you waiting :( take care <33

Everlasting Arms (L.JN)

III. The Bestfriend

Part 2

Genre: school rivals to lovers, secret relationship, highschool!ay, fluff

Warnings: none!

Sneaking around with the star baseball player didn't seem like such a big deal until he's occupying your everyday thoughts and climbing through your window at night. Oh, and when you have to decide between keeping your word or being a good friend.

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The new term had started shortly after the winter break but unlike everyone else, you were excited to get back to school. Not only were you getting to do your favorite thing in the world (studying) you would also be seeing your favorite person (Jeno).

Besides, winter break was spent away from home, skiing with your family at a ski resort. As your father had said "we're missing out on the snow, in 50 years it'll be gone because of global warming!" Right, the only thing you were missing the entire break was one particular boy who'd dyed his hair pink.

"Why is it pink?" You frown down at the boy who's sat on the fire exit staircase, a place the two of you decided were safe for meetups at school.

He pouts, staring up at you with puppy eyes. "You don't like it?"

Giggling, you comb your fingers through his soft hair and bring your hand down to cup his cheeks. He leans into your touch like a cat, closing his eyes.

"No, it's just new. I think it looks good, though. But you'll get in trouble with the principal," you let out a 'tsk'. Jeno smirks, opening his eyes and meeting your eyes.

"Isn't that good for you? Your competitor getting in trouble," he taunts.

Competitor, it was funny how a few months could bring upon such big change.

Taking a few steps toward him, you bring your other hand up to lift his chin up. "Well, it changes things when my competitor becomes my lover, doesn't it?" You bend down and place a lingering kiss on his lips.

Jeno chases after your lips when you pull away, not getting enough of you. He missed this, the entire break. No amount of FaceTime calls and sweet messages can amount to the comfort your physical presence brought.

"I have english first period with Mr. Kim," you check your watch, sighing out loud already imagining the amount of work the teacher liked to assign. You loved studying, but that dude was merciless.

Although protestant of you leaving, Jeno gets up and interlaces your hands together, placing a kiss on the back of each of your hands.

"I'll see you later?" He asks, to which you nod.

"Goodluck with practice. Don't get hurt,"

With one last kiss, you separate, you going first and him going a few minutes later.

In the hallway, you're met by an upset Renjun. And he has every right to be, after you deserted him in the party. He was worried sick, and when you tried to go over to his place to return his cousin's dress the next day, his mother accepted it on his behalf because he was apparently hungover. Texting also wouldn't get you far with Renjun, not only was he a dry replier, he also wasn't the texter type in the first place. So, this would be the first time you're properly speaking to him after the long break. You felt bad, but hopefully the chocolate and souvenirs you bought for him while away for vacation will change his mind.

"Hey," you cautiously take your place beside your friend, walking down the hallway together.

"Hi," he coldly replies. You whince at his tone, icy and harsh. Although Renjun has always been blunt and upfront, he also had a warm side to him. You've gotten so used to that side of him that you forgot how scary the other side was.

"How was your vacation?" Still, you're going to be persistent. This was on you, you shouldn't have left your friend in that party, but what were you to do when getting lost with Jeno in your own worlds without any concept of time felt too good to pull away from? Oh you were a bad friend.

"Good," he was keeping his answers short, and it was kinda of irking you a little.

"Didn't leave for the holiday?" You question, knowing Renjun's family always liked to skip town when they can.

"No," came Renjun's short response. Again.

"Oh... we left, I don't know if you heard. Dad dragged us to this ski resort, it was cool," you tell him even if he hadn't asked.

"Oh, I knew. I know full well about you leaving," he stops in front of his locker, turning his back on you and entering the number combinations on the lock. Oh he was angry alright.

"Renjun, I'm sorry," you almost whine. Resting against the locker beside his, you try to desperately meet his eyes. "I swear, I didn't mean to leave you there," you really didn't.

"So what did you mean to do when you left me there, Yn? Hm?" Renjun finally turns towards you, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.

"I– I just– I wanted to–" you splutter. If it wasn't obvious, you haven't told him about Jeno yet, when you and him agreed to keep your relationship a secret, it came with no exceptions. It should have, Renjun is your bestest friend.

"I– was with Jeno," you finally give out. This didn't clear up Renjun's doubts, if anything it just brought up even more questions.

"What? The baseball player? Why were you with him?" He asks, voice a tad bit too loud for your liking.

"Let's talk about this somewhere else," you shut his locker door for him and proceed to walk with him with your hand around his.

After telling Renjun all about what's going on with you and Jeno, it cleared things up a bit. Like how you started 'sleeping' at 10 but actually were videocalling with Jeno, and he finally knew whose hoodie it was that he found in your room which definitely wasn't yours or your dad's as you poorly explained. It all made sense now.

"Honestly, I shouldn't be surprised," Renjun tells you matter-of-factly. Your eyebrows knit together in confusion. Up until the closet incident, you've always wanted to scratch Jeno's face off, so what was there to be not surprised about when you started seeing him as... more than a friend?

"Because duh, you hated him so much for no reason other than he's as good as you. And he's cute, so you liked him but since he was trying to snatch your gold star from you, you were trying to convince yourself so bad that you hate him," Renjun explains, a proud smirk on his face as if he'd just solved Da Vinci's code.

Well, he wasn't wrong.

"Shut up," is your reply to him for perfectly debunking your feelings towards the boy.

With you and Renjun patched up, you had less to worry about. Now with an outlet to talk to about your pink haired secret, things will be easier. He can help you cover up when your parents asks where you are, or when you're slightly late for class. But you weren't planning to overuse the help Renjun would offer.

You invite him over after school to get ahead on some assignments before it can pile up on you both. Study nights with Renjun usually consisted of popcorn, gossip and end with a movie. Today is no different as the two of you wrap up 21 Jumpstreet, you excuse yourself to use the washroom.

Unfortunately, you failed to inform Jeno about Renjun being around, so imagine the boy's shock when he's faced by a frightened Renjun, a scissor in his direction as defense.

"Jeno?" Renjun slowly retracts the scissor, putting his guard down upon seeing his face.

"Hi... is Yn around?" Jeno awkwardly asks, mind you he's still hanging off the window and his hands were starting to get slippery.

It's at this moment that you re-enter the room and at the perfect timing too. "Hey, why'd you pause the movie? I said go on without m– Jeno?!" You immediately run to the window, grabbing Jeno by the arm and pulling him up.

"Sorry, I didn't know– Renjun–" Jeno mumbles, keeping his head down.

"Oh... don't worry, I told Renjun," you guiltily confess. Jeno looks up, a mixture of relief and confusion washing over his face. "Sorry, I know it was our rule," you trace a line on his arm instinctively.

"That's okay," Jeno brushes off your apology and takes your hand in his.

"Oh, God. Is the cheese fest in town?" Renjun groans, clearly repulsed at the lovesick looks you were exchanging. He turns away from you and Jeno, clicking play on the remote and resuming the movie. "You guys going to watch this movie with me or do I have to tune out makeout noises from here?"

After finishing the movie shortly, Renjun began to pack up and leave. He'd given both you and Jeno a quick wave before vanishing out the door. You clean up a bit, throwing away food packets and arranging your books back on your desk.

Jeno speaks to you as he helps put away some of your stuff.

"How did he take the news?" He curiously looks at you.

You smile to yourself, the scene rewinding itself of Renjun's eyeballs almost bursting out of their sockets. "Surprised at first, but also... not so much,"

"What do you mean?" He asks, plopping down on the bed and resting his head on your pillows. You follow suit, finding your place beside him with your head on his chest.

"Let's just say my best friend might know me better than I do myself," you put it simply.

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enjennie · 2 years

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hi!! I'm so happy you're back! I wanted to ask, is there a chance you will continue the "try again" smau? best wishes<3

hi! omg, thank you i wanna be here more often ˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩ actually... I don't think I'll be continuing it :( however I really love the plot I planned, I realized how socmed aus aren't for me anymore and I lost motivation along the way. that and I became really busy </3 I'm deeply sorry! :((

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Food Buddies

genre: friends to lovers, college au

wc: 1.9k

Wyd?

You think you might be a tad bit crazy, because how does a three letter word send your heart into overdrive and all the blood rushing to your face?

As you stare at the text, the phone starts to dim until it eventually turns black. You tap on it frantically as if the text would disappear for good. Your notes and textbooks now long forgotten on your desk, you tap on the notification and start typing up a reply to Jeno.

The usual, studying

Within seconds, a reply had been sent back from him.

Cool. Wanna grab a late dinner?

Yes! You thought.

Sure, was your short reply.

I'm out front :)

You practically scramble to get dressed. You've been in pyjamas the whole day dedicating your time to study for the finals and you mayyyy have skipped a few meals. Your hair hasn't been brushed today but you don't give it another thought as you throw a hoodie over yourself and shimmy into some sweatpants.

In less than 5 minutes, you're out the door trudging down the stairs. Jeno's resting against the railing of your cheap flat waiting for you. He lifts his head at the sound of your front door squeaking open and he smiles at the sight of you.

"Hey," you huff, pulling the strings of your hoodie and knotting them.

"Hey yourself," Jeno greets you warmly (satire).

The two of you start walking the direction of the italian restaurant at the end of the street, both of you knowing well it was the only one still open at this time. Thank god for it.

Jeno's eyes scan your wild hair and although he didn't mind, he pulls his sleeves back and takes off the hair tie around his wrist. "Here, for the jungle you call hair," he offers the tie while poking fun at the same time.

"Thanks. I didn't know you kept this," you say, ignoring the joke because you were a little impressed and flattered. Taking it from him, you put it between your lips and start pulling your hair back.

It was yours. You remember the time you'd given it to him because he wanted to tie up his bangs during a workout as it stuck to his forehead. The familiar butterflies flutter around in your stomach at the thought of him bringing a piece of you with him.

"Training finished late?" You look up at him. He had his school hoodie on and some sweats, typical Jeno attire after-training. He spent majority of his time at the school's ginormous pool as a student athlete.

"Yeah, coach was on my ass for being 'distracted' lately," he sighs, but he had a goofy smile on his face.

"You don't sound too upset about that," you comment.

"Because maybe he's right," Jeno shrugs.

You don't question him about it any further. You had an inkling of what Jeno might be distracted with: video games. He just wouldn't shut up about Apex Legends with your other friend, Donghyuck, the other day. You did not want to start another discussion about that.

"He told me to do something about it," Jeno continues eitherway.

"Maybe you should," you tell him. Quit about the damn game, pay attention to me maybe, you thought.

At this point, the two of you have reached the restaurant. He pulls the door open for you and you enter the establishment, right away being hit by the aroma of freshly cooked pizza.

"Hi, Pablo," you greet the store owner with a wave before walking over to your usual booth. Jeno follows suite, sliding in beside you.

"Perfect timing! I just got the pizza out of the oven," Pablo grins from behind the counter. You look between him and Jeno confusedly but close the menu between your hands anyway.

"I went ahead and ordered our usual. I knew you'd be too hungry to wait," Jeno explains. You smack him with the closed menu and he laughs, showing you his perfect teeth. "Let me guess, this is your 2nd meal of the day?" He asks.

"I had something to eat earlier," you mumble.

"Y/n, a bag of takis is not a proper meal," Jeno scolds and you immediately give it up. This man knew you well.

Pablo comes out of the kitchen with a tray of side dishes and a pizza, your mouth immediately salivating and brain forgetting at what you two were talking about just now.

"Thanks, Pablo," Jeno thanks the sweet man. You're already pulling a piece of pizza and digging in.

"Fanks, Fabyo," you say in between chews.

The two of you eat in comfortable silence, enjoying the food and each other's company just like you do on a normal Tuesday night.

Jeno has been your friend since Freshman year when Renjun introduced you to some of his childhood friends. Somehow the two of you became closer because just like you, Jeno was a big foodie.

Y/n, wanna go eat? Y/n, wanna try this samgyup place I found? Y/n, you have to try this gimbap my mom made.

You didn't mind, not at all. Even when you started forming a small crush on the dork, you still didn't mind. Maybe you should, just a little. It did bug you when Jeno would arrive to parties with a different girl who he'd call his girl (space) friend. Or when girls would swarm him after his swim meet asking for his number and autograph. But you never let it show, because who were you anyway? Just his food buddy.

So, you cherished moments like this with Jeno. When it's just the two of you, eating pizza at Pablo's or whichever new food joint he discovered. It was in moments like these that you could pretend for a while that it was something more.

You've practically zoned out on your fourth slice, chewing absentmindedly and just savoring the taste of this perfect cuisine when you feel Jeno tugging on your hoodie. You look over, eyebrows raised in question.

He chuckles before reaching over with a napkin and wiping at the side of your mouth. "Such a messy eater, you eat like this on a date?"

You look away immediately, something about the way Jeno looked at you made your heart rate double. "This isn't a date," you utter stubbornly.

"It could be, if you wanted it to," Jeno says. It takes everything in you not to choke on the pizza. It was comments from Jeno like this that made you think maybe he was taking the piss. That he knows about your stupid crush on him and was making fun of you for it. But also, you were talking about the most dense person in your friend group and would scrap the idea altogether.

When the two of you finish, you waltz out of Pablo's with a satisfied stomach and a happy heart. Nights like this with Jeno made the long day of studying feel rewarding. Jeno was your reward, a big shiny medal in the form of a tall adorable man with a cute smile and a sense of humour that made you laugh.

The walk back was spent filling each other in on your schedule. Final exams have been keeping you from seeing each other lately and you wouldn't deny that you missed him.

When you reach the front of your apartment, you're surprised when he pulls the door open for you. "I'll walk you up," Jeno answers your questioning gaze. You shrug it off and lead the way, walking up the endless stairs up to your door.

Eventually, you get to your door and pull out the keys to unlock your door.

"D'you want some water before leaving?" You ask, concentrated on finding the right key. You really had to label these keys. There was one for every door in your flat, plus your garage, your school locker and your parents' house.

"No thanks. Here, let me help," Jeno takes the keys from your hand, eyes them before picking one out and inserting it into the lock. You watch in pure astonishment as the door unlocks and Jeno pushes the door open with a smug smile.

"You have got to label these keys, Y/n," he shakes the keys in front of your face.

You grumble, "I was going to,"

It was crazy he knew your keys better than you, but it was probably because of the countless times he had to drop you home when you got wasted at a party.

"Goodnight, Jeno," you're just about to snatch the keys from his hand but he pulls it away from your reach. You stare up at him with curiosity.

"Coach was right about me being distracted" he says.

You blink, trying to figure out where this was leading to. Did he want this game that bad?

"Well... do something about it, maybe. Just buy the damn game, Jeno," you answer.

Jeno laughs, adams apple bobbing as he throws his head back. "I'm not– it's not a game that's been on my mind, Y/n,"

You blink at him, perplexed. "Well what is it?"

"You, damn it. It's you, you've been on my mind,"

The world seemed to have stopped orbiting. You were now fully awake again and here come the fluttering feeling in your stomach.

"I thought maybe I could keep it in and not risk anything by being near you as a friend, with a safe distance. But it's taken me 3 years and now I realize I don't want that. I want to be more, I want to take care of you and have the right to do so. I'm in love with you, Y/n. And I have been since the moment you walked into class on the first day. Another day that goes on without you drives me crazy and this might be the most stupid thing I've ever done... risking our friendship to take a leap of faith, but I'm willing to–"

He was babbling. You've honestly never seen Jeno this flabbergasted before and his ears were now as red as Pablo's tomato sauce so you do the one thing you can do to shut him up when a breadstick isn't available to shove in his mouth. You kiss him.

With delicate fingers you pull him to you and connect your lips together in a sweet kiss. He completely stills, tensing up before melting into the kiss in seconds and wrapping his own arms around you and pulling you close. You've imagined this moment a hundred times and yet you never expected for it to be in the hallway of your dingy flat at 12am with the two of you in the laziest of outfits, yet it couldn't be any more realer than this. This moment couldn't have captured your essence any better. It was perfect. So pure, and sincere.

You pull away to take a breath, the consequences of your actions now coming to you. Your cheeks heat up immediately and you can't believe you just kissed your best friend.

"I like you too, idiot," you shyly confess to him.

Jeno grins widely like a child on Christmas morning and you can't help but mimic the smile on his face.

He leans in for another kiss, and you welcome it warmly. His lips moulded perfectly against yours you wondered how you managed to live this long without his kisses. You were easily addicted.

When you pull away, there was a silent decision between you that he wasn't going home just yet. You start to pull him inside when Jeno starts to speak again.

"So you said I can get the game?"

"No, Lee Jeno. Who needs that when you've got me?" You say before shutting the door close behind him.

a/n: hii aaaa I love this tbh. I just knew I had to write something when jeno dropped those pics on ig dammitndjfjsj #brainrot. hope u enjoyed!

if you'd like to be added to my permanent tag list, send me an ask ^^ ty!!

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[12:38 pm]

"So, who are you taking to the party this Friday?"

Your ears couldn't help but perk up at Jaemin's question directed at Jeno who sat between the two of you. The boy was in deep thought though, missing what his best friend had said completely before Jaemin started snapping his fingers in front of him to get his attention.

"Huh? Oh– Actually, I'm not really sure yet," Jeno snaps out of his trance and shrugs, relaxing against the chair. He peers over at what you're doing; math homework.

"We know it's just gonna be Y/N," Jaemin teases, getting back to his own textbook.

"What? Well, yeah. We always go to parties together," Jeno says nonchalantly.

At this point, you had already lost yourself in the equation and have to redo the whole thing. You cross everything off and flip to a new page. Maybe you were a little frustrated with how Jeno responded. But you had no right, not even a little bit.

Because you were best friends. And you have been since you were in diapers.

It sucked, because you also had the biggest crush on your supposed best friend, and everybody knew except him.

"What if I want to take her this time?" Jaemin asks, and you finally turn your head to the two boys.

"No, because–" Jeno starts.

"I think that would be nice. I'll see you at 8, Jaemin?" you interrupt Jeno. He looks at you in surprise as Jaemin grins widely.

"It's a date," the grinning boy winks.

"But Y/N, we always go together," pouts Jeno, but you don't spare him a second glance.

"Get a date, loser," you mutter.

Ask me out next time maybe, you thought. Seriously, you don't know how you maintained this crush for so long when he's never even probably thought of you in that light.

"But Y/N," Jeno surprises you when his hand lays on top of yours, dodging the pencil out of your grip and then giving your hand a squeeze. "You've always been my date to the parties,"

Date? More like pal. Dude, buddy, mate, sidekick.

"Hey! That's my date," Jaemin interferes dramatically, slapping Jeno's hand away from yours.

"And that's my best friend. Back off," Jeno growls, and for one moment you thought he was really mad. You don't care, though. Your heart was beating a thousand beats per second now and all the blood is rushing to your ears and face. This was Jeno's effect on you. Oh, your stupid heart.

"Sure it's not more than that?" Jaemin taunts, smirking.

Jeno pulls his hand back from yours and starts collecting his stuff. "Don't be stupid. That's Y/N, I'd never," He then walks out of the cafeteria without another word.

Just like that, your heart smashes to the floor and you go deaf, there's a ringing in your ear.

It's silent between you and Jaemin for a few minutes, the boy knowing he'd messed up and got you hurt. It wasn't his intention. But boy, his best friend was stupid. If only, he thought. If only you'd fallen for me instead. You wouldn't be bearing this pain right now.

"Sorry–" he starts quietly.

"Don't worry about it. You would know better than anyone, Jaemin. You're his best friend, after all. He'd never date me," you repeat Jeno's words before doing the same as him and taking your leave after gathering your things.

Jaemin watches you leave with wistful eyes, dejected and torn. He wanted you for himself, but he knew your heart wouldn't be as happy than if you were with his best friend.

If only you'd fallen for him instead.

hi! omg okay so i wrote this just to dip my feet a little in the water of writing again. also this may or may not be what i feel sometimes with jeno jdhfjsjd BOY i am falling for jaemin slowly but surely pls do something abt it /j. hope u liked it! see u :>

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hi so it's been a while...

to the remaining followers i have i will make it up to u guys omg :( let me stretch a bit and i'll post smth new :>

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Everlasting Arms (L.JN)

II. The Party

Part 1

Genre: school rivals to lovers, secret relationship au, highschool!au, fluff

Warnings: none!

Just how did your night go from supposedly eating buttered popcorn and having a movie marathon under the comfort of your blankets to slow dancing in a stranger's room and falling from of a window?

word count: 2k

a/n: part 2 is here! this isn't proofread but i hope it's not too bad :') enjoy~.

The fact that you were here was already bizarre on its own but to know you came willingly was even more of a surprise. Of course, not without the help of your friend, Renjun, who had all but dragged you to this party.

You weren't a party girl, that's for sure, but the first semester had just ended and instead of the movie marathon night you and Renjun religiously partake in, he wanted to try something different. You told him he could go on ahead, but Renjun wasn't just about to abandon ship and walk the plank alone, would he? So, there you are, dressed in a skimpy dress (courtesy of Renjun's cousin) and tallest heels (thanks, mom) drinking a cup of punch that surely has added alcohol in it. It wouldn't be a high school party without some badly mixed punch. Too much alcohol, not enough juice. Then again, who cared? Everyone only wants to get wasted at this age. Everyone but you, apparently.

You were wearing the same clothes as every other girl was and drinking the same thing as everyone but you still felt so out of place.

Next to you is Renjun, chatting away to the friend who invited him here in the first place, Yangyang. The two met in a Chemistry class sometime last year after being paired for a project and you can say they bonded well together. Wow, making chemistry jokes at a party. Appalling.

Your eyes scan the crowd for a specific someone. Prior to going, he had texted you that he would be here and after being hauled out of bed by Renjun, you followed up a text that said you'd be coming too. Jeno was excited to see you, even if he couldn't really go up to you and talk. He was excited nonetheless to see you out of your comfort bubble, in a setting such as a party.

After the closet incident, the two of you came to an agreement that you would keep your relationship private. Whatever your relationship is, you both haven't figured it out yet. All you knew is that you like each other, and the company the other brought. Keeping things private gave less pressure and so the two of you could figure things out in your own pace. No prying eyes from the public, no questionable stares and more importantly, no unsolicited opinions. You didn't want to be the talk of the school just for seeing the campus crush under.. friendly circumstances? Whatever you could call what you and Jeno have.

Your eyes finally meet, and you feel sparks fly just from a single eye contact. His lips twitch into a small smile as he brings his cup to his mouth and takes a sip. You're dressed differently, in an outfit that hugged your curves and accentuated your figure.

Jeno thinks you look extremely stunning. And you might not have noticed it, but everyone else thought so too. He feels a pang of pride blossom in his chest, knowing that you are his and he is yours. At the end of the day, he was the one you fell asleep to on FaceTime, he was the one sneaking into your room on Friday nights and lastly, he was the only one you let disrupt your study time. But Jeno wondered if he could also be the one holding you in public, for everyone to see. If he could be the one to pick you up at your house, have a word with your parents and take you out on a date. A real date.

As Jeno's mind continued to swirl around with thoughts, you tear your eyes away from him and direct it to Renjun who is now in a deep discussion about Tesla cars.

"I'm gonna refill my drink," you tell your friend and he nods after shooting you a quick glance.

Finding yourself in the kitchen, you pour your drink down the sink and try to find some juice in the fridge to substitute the poison of a drink you had been nursing. Thankfully there's still some pineapple juice sitting in the bottom beside the milk. Grabbing it, you close the fridge and feel your phone vibrate in your pocket, notifying you of a message. You put down the juice and your cup on the counter to check who it was, hoping it was your mom asking you to come back. But knowing her, she wanted you out of the house. Practically pushing you out with Renjun earlier, saying something about wanting you to socialize more.

As your phone lights up, you check to find out it wasn't your mom, but Jeno. Your disappointment quickly melts into excitement.

JNL: Upstairs, third door on the left.

How in the hell did he think you could go upstairs without being noticed? You peer at the staircase from where you are, it was littered with couples making out and dancing against each other. Maybe you could squeeze past them without being noticed?

Pouring the pineapple juice in your cup, you pocket your phone and stalk towards the staircase, emitting small 'excuse me's and 'sorry's when you would stumble into someone. Finally, the upstairs hallway comes into view and you cautiously stalk towards it. Anyway if you were to get caught, you could just say you got lost and needed the bathroom. Turning the doorknob, you carefully look inside and find a dimly lit bedroom with a queen sized bed in the center. Jeno is facing away from you, preoccupied by the bookshelf that he doesn't notice you creeping up behind him after getting in and locking the door shut behind you. You take this as your chance, tip toeing over to him and giving his shoulder a tap. You love the way he jumps and watch how his face instantly light up at the sight of you.

You travel instantly into his arms crashing against his chest after being pulled in by him.

"Hi," you say, giggling.

Jeno doesn't waste a second more because time not spent with his lips on yours is wasted time. You definitely taste the booze in his mouth, it mixes with the pineapple in yours.

"I didn't know you had clothes other than those cardigans of yours," Jeno pulls away to tease you. You roll your eyes at him, lightly punching his arm.

"You might be right, this isn't even mine. I borrowed it from Renjun's cousin,"

Jeno laughs, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and looking down at you with the softest of smile. "Eitherway you look beautiful," he whispers before another kiss.

"Why did you call me here?" You question, looking around the room. "Whose room even is this?"

Jeno shrugs, inspecting the room along with you. "Whoever it is, they've got some killer vinyl records," he lets you go to show you the vinyls he was checking out before you came in. Whoever this person was, must be a collector of records because their vinyls filled half a bookshelf.

Jeno starts messing around with the vinyl player, jumping when it suddenly starts playing. The both of you start to panic, turning the volume down before anyone from outside could hear.

The song was unfamiliar to you, but it was a lovely slow melody and felt nice to your ears. After listening to all the ear-blasting music downstairs, this was a nice change.

Jeno takes one look at you and extends his arm forward, hand waiting for you to take. You smile, placing yours on top of his and letting him pull you into him again. Hand lightly resting on your back, Jeno starts gently swaying you to the music. Never would you have imagined this happening in a place such as this, at a time as now.

There are no words said between you, and even if you both have two left feet, you continue to dance. Letting the music carry you away and just enjoying the moment you're sharing. Jeno was looking at you with such an expression, as if you were the most delicate thing in the world. Like you were made of fine china.

Time seemed nonexistent as you danced, and you could go for hours, head resting on his shoulder as you listen to the music.

However, your attention is torn away from Jeno and the music when a loud banging comes from outside. The two of you pull away from the other, eyes wide and in shock.

"What do we do?" You whisper-shout. His eyes scan the room, sadly there's no closet in sight to save the two of you anymore. The bathroom would be too obvious, and under the bed was too dusty (You're allergic to dust). It left you with one option, the window. When Jeno's eyes land on the window, you already knew what he was thinking and you were not on board. The house was at least fifteen feet, but with the tree being conveniently placed by the window, Jeno knew he could make it down and catch you.

"Hey! Whoever it is in there, get out! That's my brother's room!" The party host, Sungchan, was still banging on the door. The kid was tall, and even if he was a grade below you, you were scared of him at this moment.

"We have no choice, let's go," Jeno urges, opening the window and climbing out. Luckily, the room is on the side of the house that faced the neighbor's house and not the backyard where a good amount of people were.

"Ah fuck it, I'm going to get the key!" You hear Sungchan impatiently say from outside, stomping away and giving you some more time to get out of the room.

"When I get down, you can hang off of here and I'll catch you when you let go," Jeno instructs, pointing at the window sill. You frown, heart beating erratically at his initial plan. You now have to fall from a window all because you wanted to spend some time alone together. Fair enough, you think. This was karma for trespassing someone's room.

Jeno jumps without warning, grabbing onto the tree branch and hanging off of it before successfully landing on the grass below. That looked way too easy for him. Now it was your turn.

Heart beating and adrenaline pumping, you hear the door start turning and keys jingling. "Shit, which key is it?" You hear Sungchan on the other side.

You look down at Jeno in worry, a prominent frown on your face as you contemplate your life choices.

"Yn, let's go!" He calls, arms wide open for you to jump into. When Sungchan puts in another key, you swing your legs over the window and squeal when your fingers slip, accidentally letting go of the window. You shut your eyes closed, bracing yourself to hit the ground. This was it, this was how you would die, by snapping a bone or two. Your neck, maybe.

You may not have been ready, but Jeno was. He catches you with nothing but a huff before planting your feet on the ground. Cracking one eye open, you let out the breath that you didn't realize you were holding. Oh you've never been happier to be on the ground again. Just in time as well because you hear Sungchan already yelling inside the room.

"Let's go!" Jeno takes your hand in his and pulls you towards the street where the both of you start to run down to. Running and laughing uncontrollably at the situation you both just got out from, you couldn't believe you'd just fallen from the first floor of Sungchan's house. That alone sounded insane in itself, but to have Lee Jeno at the bottom ready to catch you was another thing.

It's in this moment you realize that being with Jeno was probably the biggest plot twist you've ever experienced. He was the plot twist and you weren't sure if what's to come would either be a good or a bad ending. All you knew is that you were going to enjoy every second of it.

Part 3

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Everlasting Arms (L.JN)

I. The closet

Genre: school rivals to lovers, secret relationship au, highschool!au, fluff

Warnings: none for this first chapter!

Trouble comes with a name, by the way. He has jet black hair, a chiseled jawline and eyes shaped like crescents. Jeno Lee was trouble. And right now you find yourself squished against trouble in the closet of the science laboratory.

word count: 1k

a/n: i proudly present to you a result of my boring sunday afternoon. i wrote about 4 parts of this mini fic in a day, now that's impressive (for me). 2nd part will be posted soon! enjoy :>

You don't know why you end up in such situations. No matter how hard you've tried to steer away from trouble, trouble comes barreling towards you. Trouble comes with a name, by the way. He has jet black hair, a chiseled jawline and eyes shaped like crescents. Jeno Lee was trouble.

And right now you find yourself squished against trouble in the closet of the science laboratory.

"What– what are you doing?" You scowl up at the boy who not too long ago had pushed you in here against your will. He was running from someone, and you happened to be in the science lab. He knew you were going to rat him out for hiding in here, so he had pushed you in as well to keep you as hostage until the janitor gave up on chasing him.

The science lab's closet isn't an ideal place to hide, it was dusty and not very spacious. With Jeno's big build, it made it very cramped. And with your loud mouth, you were bound to be found. He raises a finger against his mouth to tell you to zip it, practically begging for you to just for once, help him out.

Anyone would be a complete idiot not to piece together that you and Jeno weren't the best of buddies. He was a jock and you're the top student in your grade. But Jeno's also a great student, and could easily take that title from you which he likes to remind you every now and then when you see each other in classes and he scores the highest during a quiz with minimum effort.

Put simply, you have a strong dislike for the jock because he likes to spite you.

"Please, yn just this once, shut up," Jeno pleads in a hushed voice. You stare up at him, deeply offended. You've never even so dared to speak in his direction during lessons, being avoidant because frankly speaking if you were to talk to him, nothing good would come out of it. He is the one always coming to you, yet he wants you to shut up?

"I will not shut up, Lee Jeno! Don't tell me what to do and let me go this instant or I swear I'll kick this closet door down and have whoever it is you're hiding from bust your sorry ass," you protest, fists hitting his chest in a sad attempt to push him off of you.

Jeno hears the faint footsteps of the janitor come closer, no doubt your voice had been heard but to hell was he getting a detention and ruining his clean record. Not today, and not because of you. You'd find too much joy in it.

The footsteps stop right outside the door and Jeno watches as you open your mouth to speak once more. Before you can get any words out, Jeno places his lips on yours, successfully shutting you up when your body tenses up and your breath hitches in your throat.

The door to the science lab can be heard being opened, your eyes are blown wide open in pure shock at what was happening, too shocked to make a sound. Jeno wraps his big hands around your waist and pulls you even closer to him, how that was possible was beyond you. Your fists start to unfurl and were now resting on his shoulder, your eyes start fluttering close as well. A familiar colony of butterflies had been set free in your stomach.

The door is shut and he hears the footsteps growing weaker as whoever it was had started walking away. Only then does Jeno let you go, detaching your lips and looking down at you. You look back up at him, cheeks burning and breath taken away. You weren't scowling, or frowning like you usually did with him. Jeno found you pretty like this. He wishes he could see it more often.

"Maybe we should be in closets more often," Jeno teases.

"Shut up, Lee," you snapped, looking away from him. "Can I go now?"

Jeno thought for a while. Seeing you so flustered over a kiss and having you at his mercy in this closet, when else would he have the upper hand like this? This chance would never present itself to him again.

"On one condition," the jock utters. You peer up at him through your lashes in acknowledgement for him to continue. "Stop being mean to me. I like you, you know. Do you know how much it hurts when the girl you like is the only one that hates you in school?" Jeno confesses, shyly looking away from your gaze.

His heart was pounding and he wondered if you could feel it, from the way your hand had shifted from his shoulder to his chest. (Yes, you could).

Your mouth had parted in shock at what he'd just said. "But you– you love going against me," you tried to make sense of it. Lee Jeno had always been your rival, nobody else was on your level except him. He didn't need the top student title, he already has everything else. Best athlete, most popular and handsome.

"I do that because it's the only way to get you to notice me," he says. Now you'd be damned if Jeno had done all of that just to get a reaction from you. The laughter bubbles up from your throat uncontrollably and the boy is dumbfounded, watching you snort and giggle.

"You didn't have to do all that to get me to notice you, idiot. I...like you as you are. You watch too many romcoms," you tell him. Yes, maybe his actions were influenced by the many movies he and his mother watched together. But even before he started being your number 1 competitor, Jeno felt like he never stood a chance with you. He felt like he wasn't your type. Hearing you say you like him made him happy beyond words.

"I like you better like this," you continue, patting his chest and pinching his cheek. "Maybe we should be in closets more often," you repeat his words.

Jeno chuckles, leaning in once more to capture your lips in another kiss.

Part 2

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