Red Strings // JaeNoRen

8

"Oh no, sugar peas," Xiumin laughed. "That's just an old legend. Not all of us want to make you guys suffer."

Renjun exhaled in relief.

"But don't get relaxed believing you're safe," Xiumin warned. "Once we cut the string of a person like you, we are awarded with a wish for anything. If I were you, I'd act like I can't see strings in front of Scissor Masters like us. That is, unless you're certain they won't cut your string."

"Scissor Masters..?"

"Well duh. What do you want us to cut strings with? Ten's sharp dance moves? Our teeth?"

Renjun sat there in information overload as Xiumin stood up, laughing.

"Here, I'll show you."

Xiumin held out a peace sign.

"What..?" Renjun was confused as he stared at the peace sign.

"Its our scissors, silly!" Xiumin laughed. "We just use our fingers like this and-- snip! Couple is gone!"

Renjun gave a nod in acknowledgement as Xiumin used the fingers like scissors, demonstrating in the air.

"So why don't you have a wish, hyung?" Renjun out of nowhere asked Xiumin. "Why aren't you cutting my string?"

"Because there's nothing to wish for," Xiumin stared at Jongdae, reading peacefully in an arm chair with a smile. "There's nothing to ask for when I have my wishes granted when I'm with him."

Renjun smiled as the red string from Jongdae to Xiumin sparkled.

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Renjun made it back to the dorms satisfied by what he had learned.

No matter how cute Jeno and Jaemin were, Renjun didn't know if they were safe to be around or not.

Despite that, the beautiful smiles of both boys circled around in his mind, coming back like crazy even if he swatted them away.

The elevator dinged, opening up to the 18th floor.

"WHOAAA!"

"OH MY GOSH! LOOK OUT RENJUN!"

The doors of the elevator opened to a screaming Mark and Donghyuck.

Renjun froze in doom as a soccer ball was headed straight for his head.

The frightened boy closed his eyes as he was near his doom.

*SMACK*

Renjun tentatively opened one eye, hugging himself like crazy.

He then completely opened both wide in amazement as there stood Na Jaemin. Back to him and arms spread wide, protecting him.

How the hell is he that fast!?!?
He wasn't even near the elevator...

The soccer ball rolled away as Mark and Donghyuck ran after it, screaming in horror at how either Kun or Taeyong would kill them later for something.

Jaemin turned to Renjun, smiling like the angel he was.

The caramel-haired boy warmly pulled Renjun into a hug. His firm arms wrapping around him in a protective way.

The Chinese boy's heart jolted in some way he couldn't describe. All of a sudden, Renjun just wanted to touch Jaemin too.

And that's what he did.

The boy slowly wrapped his arms around Jaemin, gently pulling him closer and snuggling comfortably in the crook of his shoulder. Renjun let out a small sigh in contentment. He was so scared just now, but Jaemin saved him yet again.