Jeno stood in front of Jaemin's bedroom door for almost the third time this morning. The dreary bags under his eyes signifying last night's struggle with their mission. A damn Gorgon who could multiply herself from a single limb. It was terrible, Jeno felt like he'd aged five years in that single moment he saw her become two from an arm he'd cut off.
The dry blood on his knuckles stained the cream coloured door as he began knocking on it again. Hoping something would fall off from the shelf above Jaemin's bed and hit his head.
Though the noise only woke up the wrong person.
"Hyung,oh my god. I need sleep. Please." Jisung yanked is door open looking like a mad man. His blonde hair sticking up like thorns and eyes barely even able to open. His white shirt had a slight red stain on it and the bandages on his legs was a little undone.
Jeno frowned at the sight before he let out a heavy sigh and ran his bandaged hand through his hair.
"You should have that changed before you get back in your bed." Jeno was referring to the younger boy's wound dressing from the nasty slash he'd gotten right at his waist and the minor scratches on his legs from his last mission with Renjun.
"I would but it takes too much time without someone to help me",Jisung said,exhaustion lacing his every word.
"And I think I'd rather sleep off the pain."
"How the hell are you gonna heal in time if you do that?"
"Hyung,look. I'm not as bad as Renjun,okay?"
The words had the older boy's gaze turn dark and Jisung winced at how careless he'd been to say such a thing without a second thought to how casual he sounded.
But Jeno was kind. He let the kid off with a glare that had Jisung remembering the age gap he had with his unit members.
"...What I'm trying to say is that I'm with fine scrubbing off the blood stains off my bed, which pretty much implies the wound's not that bad anymore."
"Damage is still damage,Jisung." Jeno said, staring at Jaemin's door before he turned to the other boy with a small smile.
"Just take care of yourself,okay?"
Jeno ended up getting breakfast without Jaemin today,though as he took his time to decide which sandwich he'd like to buy for himself, he made a mental note to take home some of that coffee his friend was practically addicted to. It was unhealthy, and he's been trying to make the latter cut off some of it but so far it's been kinda useless.
Jaemin had always been stubborn.
The label "Cheesy chicken with Mayo" caught his attention and he was about to grab it until his phone began ringing in his pocket.
Jeno fished it out and without even looking at the contact name,answered the call.
"Thought you were gonna stay passed out until tomorrow."
"Jeno."
He sighed at Jaemin's still half awake voice,grabbing two of the cheesy chicken with mayo before heading over to the soft drink section.
"My head hurts..."
Jeno wanted to laugh hearing the complaint. His eyes scanning the options he had before shrugging and taking is usual pick; a nice cool can of sarsparilla. On the otherside he could hear faint rustling and a low groan coming from Jaemin.
"Yeah" He said,head nodding sympathetically, "You kinda had a gorgon almost rip it off your shoulders last night. Not surprised there,buddy."
Jaemin sighed. "Get me something?"
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OPIA • N.Jaemin
FanfictionWhat happens when a witch who gave away her life in order to save it and a hunter forced into modern slavery, are destined for one another? Maybe a bit of romance and maybe a whole lot of trouble too.
