Broken | Jaeyong

chapter 10

Ten was currently driving to the new high school in a rush. When he transferred departments, he also transferred Jaemin to a closer high school. Chenle also transferred as Kun and Ten believed it was best that they sticked together in case something happened. 

So here he was, dashing like a crazy man on the road with a sulking Jaemin in the front and a curious Chenle in the back. The only reason they were late was because Jaemin was 'protesting'. Sitting on their kitchen floor with his old uniform on saying, 'I won't make any new friends. Dad, you know I'm shy.' And Ten saying in reply, 'Honey, you have my looks. You're going be at the top of that stupid high school hierarchy in no time.'

It took a lot of push and shove, but Ten finally managed to get his hormonal teenager off the tiled floor and into the car with the proper uniform on. After that catastrophe, Ten had to hurry his ass over to Jaehyun's place where Kun was waiting for Chenle to be picked up. The Chinese only laughed at him and wished him good luck on his first day at the new office. Sarcastic bastard. 

Pulling into the foreign parking lot, Ten turned to look at his distressed son. Oh, how he can remember the days when fitting in was the most important thing, now the most important thing was trying not to get killed and killing the guy who was after them. 

Chenle sat quietly in the back seat waiting for Jaemin to get out of the car so he wasn't a loner. But Jaemin was having an internal battle right now, a mental pep talk. 

"Come on, Jaemin." He told himself, "It's your last year of high school. Friends aren't important anyways, focus on studies."

Ten watched him with the biggest grin on his face, "Get out, princess. I'm late for work."

"Dad!" Jaemin whined, "I'm going through some turmoil at the moment and I would really appreciate some support."

Ten pulled Jaemin's head across the cup holders and gave his son a loud kiss on the forehead. "Better?" He asked, pulling back and lifting his brows in question. Chenle couldn't help his giggles arise as the loud 'muah' sound filled the small space of the car. 

Jaemin frowned but nodded, "Thanks, dad."

"No problem, Nana." Ten smiled, patting his son's shoulder softly, "Now go show this boring high school who they're missing out on."

Jaemin smiled genuinely at his father. Grabbing his backpack from between his legs, he opened the car door and swung the backpack around his shoulders when he was out of the vehicle. Chenle followed him out of the car and waved at Ten with a small smile of gratitude. Ten smiled back and left the parking lot with a wave. 

Jaemin looked at the unfamiliar building and released a long and anxious sigh. Chenle tried encouraging the older with a smile, grabbing his hand and pulling him lightly towards the school. "Come on, Nana. It'll be fine. If anything I should be the one shitting my pants. I still have two years to go, you only have one."

"Yeah." Jaemin shrugged, chuckling softly as Chenle started pulling him with more force and the smile the younger wore grew bigger. "I guess you're right."

"Not guess. I am right." Chenle told him, letting go of he's hand as they reached the stairs to the front doors. "Now get your ass in there. We both know you're gonna make friends straight away, you social butterfly."

"You'll make friends too, Lele." Jaemin smiled at him. Even though he was scared he knew Chenle was much more scared than he is. The younger was socially awkward and found it hard to make friends easily, unlike Jaemin who can easily mould into any group without a problem. 

"Just one friend would be nice." Chenle said honestly as they walked down the corridor, earning many questioning glances and bold stares. "Maybe even a boyfrie–"