✔️ Boy Problems • Jaeno/NoMin •

moving on

"Don't touch me!" Taeyong screams, writhing against the taller. No use for that, since Jaehyuns got a real damn tight grip on his wrists. Which are really starting to hurt bad by the way.

"I'll touch you if I want, sweetheart." Jaehyun grins and slips his free hand down the front of Taeyongs jeans. Gasping, Taeyong tries to kick free of him, only to be caught by surprise when Jaehyun gropes his now growing erection.

"Jae-fucking-hyun if you don't stop right now—" Taeyong growls shakily. Yet the latter just continues what he's doing, his thumb teasingly flicking over the tip of Taeyongs still clothed dick.

"Alright get me the frying pan."

Taeils voice comes from behind them as now Taeyong watches Doyoung sprint back into the kitchen and comes back out with a pan, setting it into Taeils outstretched hand.

The immense amount of confusion Taeyong is in, as he's practically assaulted by Jaehyun and watches as Taeil winds back with the frying pan and whacks Jaehyun in the bac of the head with it, is just overwhelming.

Jaehyun cries out in pain as the low ding of the metal pan connects with his head rings out and his hand is withdrawn as he collapses to the floor. Taeyong escapes in a hurry, sprinting past Doyoung and Taeil and into his room.

"Hey!" Jaehyun is back on the ground, whining like a drunk, delirious 3 year old once again. Taeil stands over him and the clear disappointment on his face can only make Jaehyun more afraid.

"Now, I'd advise if you're going to do these things that you don't do them in front of the kitchen. There's plenty more pans where that came from." Taeil points the pan at Jaehyuns face, merely inches away from hitting him again.

"Woah okay dude chill." Jaehyun scrambles to stand and meets the eyes of a disappointed Doyoung. "Hooking up with an unwilling Taeyong in my presence is scarring to say the least."

Doyoung rolls his eyes after saying this and shifts his weight on to his other hip. "I mean, I could've sworn he told you to stop several times, yet you literally stuck your hand down his pants."

"His face was practically asking for it!" Jaehyun retorts, slumping his shoulders. Well, to him it seemed that way. To the bystanders watching it seemed like Taeyong wanted to get the fuck out of there way too fast.

Doyoung just sighs, raising his arm above his head and stabilizing the other by holding it as he stretches it out. "Okay say as you want, he looked pretty damn petrified. And now, being the best people to go talk to him, me and Taeil will go talk to him."

Doyoung flips his bangs, grabbing a confused Taeil by the arm and dragging him off to Taeyongs room.

Jaehyun huffs, heading to the kitchen to get a glass of water, because heaven and Hell know he needs one before he seriously passes out.

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"Is he trying to get me to hate him?" Taeyong groans, pulling at the edges of his bed. "Honestly I would hope so, for the sake of my dick."

"Y'know, I don't know what you see in him." Taeil puts in, twirling the pan in his hands. Taeyong narrows his eyes at his older roommate as Doyoung and him sit on the same chair, their butts touching and Doyoung gripping Taeils upper thigh hard to keep himself from falling off.

"He usually didn't act like that..." Taeyong mutters and Doyoung rolls his eyes. "Yeah, he really doesn't act like that." Doyoung confirms, brushing his own hair back with his fingers.

Taeil just rolls his eyes and snorts, setting the pan down on the ground. "Well, I still have yet to get used to him. Since you guys are deciding to stay and everything."

Yeah, Doyoung and Jaehyun had decided to move to America, which is something that Ten and Johnny didn't know. Friends back in Korea are helping get most of their stuff together to be flown off to America.

"Good point. He's really not that bad." Doyoung murmurs, looking down at his free hand that isn't on Taeils thigh. "I mean, unless Taeyong makes him that way, then yeah you're fucked."

"No shit. I'd rather not have him do that again." Taeyong shivers and shakes his hands. "Besides, you guys legit broke up like a few days ago, and yet he's coming after my dick already."

Doyoung snorts as he rubs Taeils thigh again, slapping his knee lightly. "That's typical Jaehyun though. I'm honestly not surprised or hurt at all by it either."

"Besides, I already got my eye on someone already."

Doyoung smirks to himself as Taeil chokes on air and Taeyong tries his hardest not to start screaming. "So seems like everyone is fine? Everyone got over shit quick?"

Taeyong raises his eyebrow at his brother, who shrugs. "I mean I guess so. I don't need him, so if you want him you can have him and it won't hurt me."

"Just no doing that in my presence again, please."

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I think I'll do 2 more chapters after this one, but I won't spoil what they'll be yet 😈

I'm starting school today, and this is me writing it practically minutes before I have to go but I'm already done with the extra chapters and they should be out soon, along with the sequel.

Updates may become slow after this because I won't have time to write, but I'll try my hardest because I wuv u ❤️