All I Could Ask For

"The movie was great! I didn't know you were into horror.".Jeno said, amused. If you only knew how much I wanted to scream. "You're so brave, I almost had a heart attack from the jump scares."

You're wrong, almost peed myself.

 They are walking side by side, they walk close to each other. On their way to the antique store, Jeno talks animatedly as he discusses the movie they watched earlier.He has those hand gestures that make him adorable. "She's so defensive from the start, so I got the feeling she was involved too." He made a weird noise that Jaemin found really cute and if given a chance he would love to hear it again. 

 "Jaemin?" Jeno stopped from his track. Jaemin did the same. Jeno was standing a few feet away from him. Jeno gives him a mild smile, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. 

"Can you talk too? I feel like talking to a wall." He said he looked away from Jaemin. The tips of his ears turned red and kept walking at an accelerated pace. Jaemin froze, the mind was not working, the body was not working. There is an incessant beating on his heart. 

 "Fuck." He leaped forward, eyes looking everywhere searching for the elder. Stupid Jaemin! The area was crowded, leaving little to no space to move. He tried his best to be as polite as possible, muttering apologies as pushes himself through the crowd. 

 "Are you blind?!" The loud voice piercing through the crowd caught his attention. "Who do you think you are? Little pest, you ruined my shirt! " It annoys him the most when some people do big things with small things. The crowd started to diminish gradually, they don't want to intervene. Ah, these people. He sighed in frustration. Wait for a little for me Jeno. He will help the poor guy first. 

 "S-sorry. I did not mean it. " He rushes forward when he heard Jeno's voice. Of all people, why Jeno? The angry man pushed Jeno, his back hitting the ground. He makes a pained noise and tries to get up hard. The man raises his hand, attempting to hit Jeno. Jaemin was quick to twist his wrist, earning a disgruntled look from the man. His grip was so strong that his knuckles turned white. 

 "W-who the hell are you?" The man aimed to spit on his face but failed when it just left a mess on his face. Jaemin tightened his hold. "Say sorry to him." The man does his best not to scream in pain, stubbornly, with a stern look. "No," Jaemin adds pressure to his grip, getting a cry of pain from the man. 

"Stop, you're hurting him, Jaemin." Jeno murmured. It was enough for him to stop. He released his grip, finally letting go. The man fell from his knees and grabbed his wrist. "Apologize to him." A stern, demanding voice, even Jeno flinched from his spot. 

 "I'm sorry." The man said, showing no sincerity. Jaemin shot him a dirty look. "I'm so sorry, I was wrong." That's better. Jeno squatted down at the same height as the man and smiled at him fussy. 

"It's fine. I forgive you. About the shirt, sorry I didn't look where I was going. " The man burst into tears, his face heated with embarrassment. "Please buy a new one." Jeno put a good amount of money in his pocket. The man looks up and meets Jeno's kind eyes. "I am really sorry. I will not do that anymore. "

 --"I'm sorry." Fortunately, the man was not seriously injured. Jeno still ignores him. He's been trying to get his attention for half an hour. 

"I know I shouldn't have done that, but he hurt you." He paused. Face flustered, realizing what he just said. Jaemin grabbed Jeno's wrist. 

 "I'm sorry, Jeno." Jeno huffs. "You should have apologized to him too. You might have hurt him badly, Jaemin. ' Jeno scolds him, his gaze still does not meet his. 

"Jeno, I'm sorry, please forgive me." He pouted, his eyes twinkling. Jaemin does it for a minute. Jeno sighed.

"Alright, you're forgiven. But don't do it again, okay? " "Understood." He smiles and reaches his eyes.