[11:25pm]

“Jaemin has been asking things about you,” Renjun tells you as he runs his slender fingers through your hair.

You were immediately sitting up, eyes wide, your grin huge as you processed the information he just told you. Jaemin was one of his friends whom you were crushing on but never really wanted to meet personally. It was just like you not to want to meet people you actually like, satisfied with watching them from afar in order not to ruin the kind of impression you’ve conjured about them. There was something about that boy and you wanted the feeling to last longer by, ironically, not getting personally involved with him. It was a weird quirk Renjun wanted to put a stop on but, although he went through lengths to bring you and Jaemin together, you’ve never given him the time of the day. Ever.

“What did he say?” you asked eagerly, literally bouncing on the spot on his bed where you sat.

He made a face at your reaction. “You’re excited by the prospect of him asking things about you but you refuse to meet him. Seriously, Y/N, you have to stop with your impression issues.”

Pouting, you said, “But I’m gonna like him less when I get to know him. It’s always the case, Junnie.”

“Well, Jaemin is pretty much someone who behaves like he truly is. What you see is what you get, really.” He was quick to add, “And you’re crazy.”

You shrugged. “I didn’t force you to be friends with me.” You sighed at the thought of Jaemi