JAEMIN 

I am in a turmoil right now. This is possibly the worse thing that could happen to me. In my opinion, I'm a good person. I recycle and help elderly people cross the street so why did this happen to me?

I sat alone in my empty room as I stare at the letter which held my bank statement. Suddenly, Jeno bursts into my room with heavy breaths and sweaty face. "Who die? You sound so serious over the phone."

"It's my bank," I held the letter up to him. "Let's wait for Mark and Donghyuckkie."

So the two of us relocate ourselves to my living room and wait for the dynamic duo. They rush in in the same manner as Jeno did earlier. When everyone got situated, I place the statement onto the coffee table.

"Ok? It says you have two thousand dollars in your saving account right now," Mark shrugs after they finish reading it. "Oh gosh, are you suppose to have more?"

"No, I should only have a thousand and five hundred dollars in there," I explain. "They gave me an extra five hundred."

"And that's bad because?" Jeno tries to be on the same page as me.

"Because I didn't make that money and they're not mine," I state the obvious. "Therefore, I give back that extra five hundred."

"Ok?" Jeno speaks up again. "That seems simple enough so why did you call us again?"

"I call the bank and they send me another letter today," I place the said letter onto the table.

"Dear Mr.Na," My boyfriend reads the letter. "We would like to sincerely apologize for our mistake. As a token of gratitude, please accept five hundred dollars and the football phone attached to this letter."

All three of them look at me as I show them the football phone. I don't even play football. "Now I have an extra thousand dollar and a football phone. What did I do to deserve this? I'm a good person."

"What kind of bank is this?" Donghyuck grabs the letter. "You can use this money."

"Yeah but they're not mine," I try to get my point across. "If I use it, it'll be like stealing."

"But if you use it, it'll be like shopping," Mark retorts.

"Ok ok fine, let say I use that money to buy this great pair of boots. Do you know what I would hear with each step?" I didn't even give them a chance to answer before I continue. "Not mine not mine not mine. And even if I'm happily skipping it's still n-ot mine n-ot mine n-ot mine."

"We get it," Jeno stops me. "If it bothers you that much, why not give it away? Like to a charity?"

A lightbulb flash above my head. "Jeno, you are a smart cookie. I know just who to give the money to."

I quickly left them and ask my driver to get me to the bank. Immediately, I withdraw the thousands dollar in cash in an envelope. Next, I got my driver to drive me to the street I see one of my friends. 

"Hey, Betsy," I greet her.

"Weird boy, what do you want?" She answers back. "What's going on with you?"

"Nothing much," I handed her the envelope. "Would you like a thousand dollars and a football phone?"

"Huh?" Betsy looks through the envelope. "Oh my god, there's money in here. Weird boy, what are you doing? I can't accept this."

"No, please do," I push the money toward her. 

"No no no, I have to repay you somehow," She rampage through her raggedy bag for things. "Here, how about my tinfoil hat? It shapes like a swan."

"No Betsy, you need that," I refuse to accept something that values from someone. 

"You can't just randomly give me a thousand buck for nothing."

I look around and see a hot dog stand. "Ok fine, you buy me a soda from there and we call it even, yeah?"

Betsy bought the soda and pay with some money from the envelope. After I reluctantly accept the soda, she left without a word. It feels good to do a good deed. That what I thought to myself as I open the soda can. The gas from inside hiss out. However, before I drink it, I notice something inside.

"Huh..."

"A thumb?!?!?" 

Donghyuck seems completely flabbergasted as I show him the soda can. Mark's face cringe in disgust as Jeno bursts out laughing for some reason. 

"I should really go to temples more to get rid of all these bad luck," I announced.

"Maybe it's a contest," Jeno suggested. "Collect all five and you'll get the palm."

"Did you call the company?" Donghyuck asks. "At least, you should inform them about this."

"Oh, believe me, I did," I replied. "They didn't want me to tell the people about this or sue them so this is what happen. They send two thousand dollars into my bank account. Just when I thought I got rid of a thousand dollars, two thousand got slapped on my face."

"I don't know why you're so upset about money slapping your face," My boyfriend laughs. "You act like it's a bad omen."

Another lightbulb flashes on top of my head. "Bad omen! Of course! That's what it is. My house must be full of bad omens and that's why I have been having these bad luck."

"What are you gonna do about it?" Donghyuck looks like he's trying to hold in his giggles. 

"Oh no, not just me," I quickly got up and ran to the storage room. "You guys are gonna help me clean the whole house."

I dropped four buckets, a couple of mops and brooms, as well as some dusters in front of them. Yes, I am forcing them to help me clean my whole entire house, which could be considered a mansion. Yes, I have maids who would do it but the omens won't leave if the owner doesn't force it out.

"You are a horrible human being," Mark collapsed on my couch after we finish cleaning.

"I seconded that opinion," Donghyuck agrees.

Both of them and Jeno are out like a light on my living room couch. I feel kinda bad for making them do work for me. Maybe I should do something nice for them. A light bulb flashes in my head. 

JENO

I slowly got up from the couch where I guess I knocked out on. The cramp on my neck is terrible since I was in an awkward sleeping position. Donghyuck and Mark are cuddling on the other couch. I sighed a bit before getting up and search for Jaemin. He got to be somewhere in the house since the light is on everywhere.

"Jaemin?" I called out as I step into the kitchen. A wave of chocolate aroma hit me. 

"Hey Jeno," Jaemin turn around from the kitchen table and smile brightly at me. "I'm making cookies. It was supposed to be a surprise thanks for helping me but I guess it's not much of a surprise anymore."

"Want me to help?"

"Sure," I take the bowl of cookie dough. "Did you make all this why we were napping?"

"Yeah, baking is the only good thing I do," Jaemin pull a chair and sat down to decorate the cookies that are already baked. "I made chocolate, macadamia nuts, M&M, and peanut butter cookies."

As Jaemin went on and on, I couldn't help but feel guilty a bit. I peek over his head and into the living room where Donghyuck and Mark are still sleeping. There's no reason why I should act or feel this way. This had been my secret every since I start dating Jaemin. I picked second-best. I know it's a terrible thing for me to say that about my own boyfriend but I couldn't help but think that. Jaemin is perfect in every way but my mind still compares him to Donghyuck. Why couldn't I have meet Donghyuck before Mark? Life wouldn't have been this complicated. I've always seen Jaemin as a friend but now I have to learn to love him more than that. Of course, it'll be easy since he's so lovable but I just feel like I'm leading him on. I wonder if I should tell him. Donghyuck was the one that told me that Jaemin like me. That day, I was planning to ask him out but I found out he is dating Mark and I don't want it to be awkward so I agree to his plan. 

"Jeno?"

Maybe I should have just take a chance. Or would that be a bad choice? He seems happy.

"Jeno?" A hand snapped in front of me.

"Huh?" I snapped out of my thought. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"You ok? Is your hand tire?" Jaemin took the bowl away from me before I could answer. He starts mixing it again. "You should have told me. I would've given you a different job. Decorate this cookie."

"Jaemin, can I tell you something?" I nervously ask.

"Sure," He looks up at me with those eyes. Oh god, it's those eyes that hold some kind of expectation. I can't handle that.

"I-I'm sorry but I like-"

"Is that peanut butter I'm smelling?" Mark burst into the kitchen with a drowsy Donghyuck holding his hand. "Wow, Jaemin, I wanna hire you as my baker."

"Careful, it's still hot, eat this over here," Jaemin handed Mark a different tray and turn back to me. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"Oh, never mind," I told him.

"No, you say sorry so you must have done something bad," Jaemin gave me a stern look. "I want to know so I can prepare myself for the worse."

"Well, I-I-I..." I couldn't help but look over to Donghyuck and Mark, whose looking at me with curiosity. "...I really like... like... Fairy Tail. I know you don't like that anime because it's over ualized stuff but I really like it."

"Oh, is that all?" Jaemin laughs. "It's fine, but let's not have any Fairy Tail marathon together. We can watch Detective Conan or something."

As we all laugh, the burden on my shoulders feels like it's had gotten a couple ton heavier. I have to keep this to myself and I can't be selfish. If anyone knows, I could possibly lose three friends. I just got to learn to endure it or learn to love Jaemin that way. We continue to bake the cookies but soon, Jaemin and Donghyuck kick Mark and me out of the kitchen. Mark was eating faster than we can make them and I was too clumsy. We end up watching TV in the living room. 

"Mark?"

"What's up?"

"What doesn't it feel like to kiss Donghyuck?" I nervously ask. "I wanna know since I haven't kiss Jaemin yet."

"Oh, geez, you guys are so innocent," Mark laughs as he flips through the channel, stopping at a hockey game. "For me and Donghyuck, it was really nice. His lips were soft and somehow it taste like him. It's cliche but there was electricity everywhere and my whole body feel good. Of course, I pull him in closer and his body just fit nicely against mine. I don't know how to describe it but it just feels right."

"I see," I went back to my deep thoughts. 

Jaemin and Donghyuck soon come out with a plate of all the different cookies. Mark jumps at it and Donghyuck feeds him. Jaemin handed me one and I accept it and smile at him. The four of us keep on watching tv, which Mark changed to a comedy channel. We were laughing our off before we realized it was getting dark and we need to go home. Donghyuck and Mark leave first, leaving me alone with Jaemin.

"Is your parent gonna be home soon?" I ask as we clean the plates.

"Yeah, but you need to go home before it gets too dark," Jaemin wipes his hand on a clean towel. 

"I live two house down from yours, it's fine."

"Still, I don't you to get hurt like Donghyuck did, remember that?"

"Oh yeah," I start to feel guilty again. "Can I try something?"

We stop in front of his front door and stood there. I held onto his side and lean in. Jaemin didn't move so eventually, my lips touch his. It did feel just right. It was soft. There was electricity flying everywhere and my body feel good. I pull him closer and our body fit perfectly together. It feels really nice to kiss the one I like, even though he's not here. 

Don't hate me, I need something to keep the story going. The way Jeno is thinking will play a big part in the later chapters, you'll see. Don't hate him, please. I bet you all weren't expecting that. I have to wrap my head on somehow surprising you readers since I feel like my story hasn't moved at all. Also, because the show I use as inspiration for this fic has recently start again, I got inspired. (Yes, that's totally the reason, you lazy bum) (Shut up, you're not the boss of me) (Technically, I am because we're the same) Like what is actually going on in my head lol.

Anyway, who's ready for the return of Chenle and Jisung? Oh, and Renjun as well...

On a personal note, I finish my first quarter of college. Accomplishment! That's why I haven't update. (Yes, that's totally the reason, you lazy bum) (We are not doing this again). By the way, I answer to every single comment so if you've commented before but I didn't answer, go to the nearest hardware store and buy bricks to throw at me. Writing make me hungry, I'm gonna go eat now.

FIGHTING!