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Jeno had just gotten ready for the party, and walked downstairs as he saw Jaemin already talking to some guest. He felt anxiety bubble up in his stomach, but ignored it as he walked over and gave a eye smile.

"Jeno! You remember Doyoung, Johnny and Lucas right?" Jaemin asked with a smile, and Jeno then realized that they were them. No wonder they looked so familiar.

"Hello-"

"Oh my god! My uwu grew up!" Doyoung said as he raced over and pinched Jeno's cheeks.

"Doyoung, don't scare him." Lucas said.

'Just like old times', Jeno thought as he didn't mind the skin ship from Doyoung.

Then there were knocks at the doors, and Johnny went over and opened the door. Many people started flowing in and Doyoung stopped pinching Jeno's cheeks and went back into professional mode. Jeno just kept smiling.

Then he felt a hand slither around his waist and looked to his side to see Jaemin watching the guest pour in.

"You ready?" Jaemin whispered.

"Always." Jeno whispered back.

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"Jaemin~ do you mind getting a drink for me?" The lady with the too tall high heels said in a high pitched voice while red lipstick stained her teeth and her eyes crinkled up.

Jeno's lungs were at a burning capacity, and so was his burning passion to just throw himself on the woman and attack her with all his force like a wild animal.

Erin.

She decided to invite herself to the party.

Sit beside Jaemin.

And flirt with him right in front of Jeno's vision.

Jeno was ready to stab with woman and get away with it. She was getting on his very edge and he wanted it to just burst out. He was angry, and furious at how she touched Jaemin.

No, he wasn't jealous, he was just in distress on how she thought Jaemin liked her. Like woman, get it through your head. Jaemins gay and likes Jeno, he wants nothing to do with you.

Jeno was glaring at her, and didn't even try to hide it as he was done with her shit.

"Oh, of course. Excuse me." Jaemin said as he bowed and walked away from the table.

Jeno was currently sitting beside Erin, who was acting innocent while eating her fancy meal. She cut him and Jaemin off, which made him mad beyond belief.

Then she just happens to turn her head, and make eye contact with Jeno. She had that sly smirk on her face and Jeno wanted nothing more than to slap it off.

"Is something wrong?" She asked with a slurring voice in a teasing manner.

"Yes. Very. Leave Jaemin alone." Jeno said, and no one could hear them, as their was many people at the table, because of all the talking.

"Oh? Why should I?" She said wiping her mouth with a napkin, even though there was nothing there.

"Sorry to break it to you but he's taken, by me, you don't even have a chance." Jeno said with a attitude, as he didn't care if she was Jaemins co worker or not.

He hated her.

She then stopped wiping her mouth, and put it down. Looking sympathetic at Jeno.

"You poor soul." She said, and Jeno was taken back. "You really don't know do you?" She said, her voice quieting.

"Jaemin only dates you for sex Jeno. It's basic need at his age. After awhile, he'll get bored of you and your body, and move onto someone else. He jumps from beds to beds, trust me, I know." Then she leaned in real close. "Jaemin used me before you came back. Treated me like gold, just like you. You might think he loves you, but he doesn't. He probably doesn't even know you personally-"

"Shut Up." Jeno said.

"Excuse me?" She asked taken back.

"I said shut up!" Jeno yelled and the room became half quiet as he stood up.

"I'm only telling the truth and you know it! Don't deny it!" She yelled back, standing up as well.

"No! Your lying!" Jeno yelled back, he felt tears prick his eyes and his neck was muffled with burning sobs.

"I only speak truth darling- now don't take it personally-"

All the sudden she was cut off, and a gasp let out around the table. She was covered in cake, and sauce.

Jeno has thrown a plate of food at her.

She then gave a horrid scream as she looked down at her dress.

"My dress!" She yelled, then looked up back at Jeno. "Why you-"

"What's going on here!" All the sudden a voice came from behind Erin, and she instantly changed her mood. Acting if she was the victim all the sudden as she swerved around and ran towards Jaemin with tears.

"Jaemin! You should've saw what he did! Look! He ruined my dress! Then he called me names! How immature of him!" She yelled out and Jaemin then slowly looked towards Jeno, whose head was down.

Jeno didn't know what to think.

He didn't want to face Jaemin. He didn't. He felt lightheaded, sick to the stomach. His brain was processing every word she said, and he couldn't believe himself.

He just couldn't convince himself it wasn't true.

"Jeno? Is this true?" Jaemin asked lowly.

Jeno couldn't speak. He wanted to cry and scream out at Jaemin, and run into his arms. But as he looked up, he saw Erin was already in them.

He then turned and ran out of the room. With all his strength he ran out the doors of the kitchen and upstairs into the bathroom, as he ran in and locked the door. He heard the cries of his name of didn't look back.

He then pressed himself up against the wall and slid down at he started crying in his arms, tucking his knees to his chest. He sobbed and sobbed, and didn't stop as he kept thinking about Erin's words.

Jeno was sensitive, and he knew it himself. Words get to him to easily and he can't control the outcome he has. He just can't control his over controlling feelings.

He then heard a knock on the door.

"Jeno?"

It was Jaemin.

He didn't want to face Jaemin right now, nor never. He needed time. He felt like he wanted to just falls asleep and never wake up, or maybe this was all a bad dream.

"Jeno, open the door baby."

'Don't call me that.' Jeno thought as he kept on crying. He didn't want the nicknames. He didn't want the sympathy. He wanted nothing to do with it. He wanted to cry, and cry until he felt numb.

"Jeno, please, open the door." Then came that voice and Jeno's heart instantly went weak. Why did he have to be so weak, why? Jeno fought the urge to just go up and throw the door open as he wanted to run into Jaemins arms, but he didn't. He fought it.

"Everyone's gone Jeno. It's just me and you. Come out, we can talk about this." Jaemin said and Jeno shook his head to himself.

'Maybe this is Jaemins game', Jeno thought. 'Maybe this the part where he comforts me, with lies. With non exist love. This is where he uses me, and then moves onto someone else's bed. This is how it is.' Jeno tells himself and more tears come rushing out of his eyes.

Then he hears a twist on the door and he doesn't move, as his body tenses. The door slowly and carefully opens, but he doesn't dare to lift his head and face the one walking towards him.

"Jeno, look at me." Jaemins soft whisper came and Jeno knew he was crouched in front of him. He was embarrassed. Emotionally wrecked. Broken in so many different ways he didn't know how to feel.

He felt a hand glide through his hair, and being tucked behind his ear. He then felt a hand go under his chin, and lift it up gently. Jeno never made eye contact with Jaemin. He couldn't, he just felt it was wrong. He felt guilty.

"Jeno, why are you crying? What happened back there." He asked in a soft voice and Jeno just stayed quiet as Jaemin wiped his tears away. Maybe if he didn't speak Jaemin wouldn't keep asking questions he doesn't even know the answer too.

"Come to bed, we can talk in the morning." Jaemin said and gripped Jeno's hand as he helped Jeno up. Jeno gave in as he felt so exhausted, and he and Jaemin walked back to their room.

Jeno then changed his clothes while Jaemin had tried to help, but Jeno refused the offer, as he wanted nothing to do with Jaemins touch for now.

Jeno was now in the covers of the bed, and snuggled into them as he placed himself on the far side of the bed. He felt the space beside him dip as Jaemin lied down next to him.

Jaemin was hesitating if he could cuddle Jeno or not, and he didn't in the end because he felt as if the latter was mad at him. Which Jeno wasn't sure if he was or not. He was just disappointed, lost, confused and scared of what the outcome will be after this.

He slowly closed his eyes, as his eyes were sore from all the crying, and rested his body.

"Jeno, I love you." Jaemin whispered and Jeno heard it.

But he didn't answer,

Because all he heard,

Was lies.