Ft. NCT's Na Jaemin
There were two rules:
1. Never wander the dark streets alone at night.
2. If you see a person wearing a black leather jacket with a golden phoenix on the back, you better turn around and run, and don't even think about looking b...
Zhilan didn't seem too convinced though, trying to wriggle out of his arms but Jaemin bent them so his body was almost against hers, faces inches apart. Jaemin stared into Zhilan's eyes which were wide, clearly not expecting Jaemin to do such a thing.
"Doctor's. Orders."
"Fine." Zhilan said, placing her hand between them and using her index finger to push him away. "But how do you expect me to get to my bed?"
"Je-" Jaemin turned around to see Jeno and Haechan still being treated by Soojung. Even with Mark and Renjun helping her, everyone seemed to be preoccupied, even the maknaes running around with bandages.
Jaemin sighed, turning around. "Get on."
"Excuse me?" Zhilan exclaimed, shocked.
"Just get on my back. And hurry up if you don't want the others finding out. Trust me I don't want this either but I just want to go back to my bed and sleep."
The bed and sleep part must have been enough to convince Zhilan as Jaemin felt the girl slide onto his back.
Jaemin quickly adjusted the girl so he was holding onto him better, her hands on his shoulders. They made their way out of the bar as fast as possible, heading up the stairs to their apartment.
There was a problem though, as Jaemin forgot how many stairs that were involved and soon he was quite out of breath. This didn't go unnoticed by Zhilan either.
"I can walk, it's fine." Zhilan said.
"Nope." Jaemin huffed as he climbed another step. "Not. Letting. You. Walk."
"Fine, suit yourself." Zhilan said and Jaemin felt her rest her head on his shoulder. "But I want to get to my bed by tonight so if you can go a little faster-"
"Yah you little-" Jaemin paused halfway, realizing his anger had gotten to the best of him. He heard Zhilan giggle from his back, entertained by his sudden outburst.
"So Na Jaemin does have a bad temper." Zhilan commented as Jaemin continued moving up the steps.
"I do not, you just piss me off." Jaemin replied, staring at the many steps that had yet to be climbed.
"You piss me off too." Zhilan told him. "All the nagging about smoking, like who are you? My mom?"
"I should have let you bled to death." Jaemin mumbled under his breath.
"Too bad you couldn't because Phoenix Law Number 2 is 'No phoenix flies alone' meaning that you can't leave me to die." Zhilan declared proudly. "Come on Jaemin, I thought you liked following the rules."
"I hope you know I'm the one cleaning your wound tomorrow morning." Jaemin said, hoping it would make the girl shut up.
It did.
The rest of the way up the stairs, Zhilan was silent, adjusting her position on Jaemin's back every now and then. She didn't say anything until Jaemin put her down on her bed, about to leave the room.
"Wait." Zhilan called out, making him freeze. "I need your help."
"What now?" Jaemin asked, turning back around. Zhilan pointed to her dresser.
"Can you get me a pair of shorts and a sweater for bed?" Zhilan asked him.
"Get it yourself." Jaemin said, facing the door again.
"I can't walk, you idiot. Doctor's orders."
Jaemin mentally cursed, moving to Zhilan's dresser. He was hoping he would find what he needed in the top drawer but of course, that had to be the one filled with her underwear.
Jaemin slammed it shut immediately, hearing giggles coming from the bed. He hid his face that was definitely beginning to turn red, grabbing what Zhilan needed from the other drawers.
Jaemin wasn't done though, as Zhilan grabbed his wrist. "I need help with my pants."
"What?" Jaemin exclaimed, probably the loudest Zhilan had every heard him.
"You literally bandaged half my leg, Jaemin. I can't take these pants off myself and you won't even let me stand." Zhilan pointed out.
Jaemin wanted to take back all his words as he bit his lip, the girl unzipping her jeans so he could help her with them. Thankfully the side with the wounded leg was already cut, so all he had to do was tug gently and they were right off.
"Those can go in the trash, thanks Jaemin." Zhilan said, not seeming bothered at all.
Jaemin didn't even respond as he left the room as soon as possible, his heart thumping rapidly in his chest.
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