This is not a love story.
Or maybe it could be; if you want it to be.
Love for music, love for life, and love for those who stand by you when you need them to.
This story might not be a love story, but it is a story about luck, miracles, and taking that leap of faith.
But it wasn’t going to be easy and Jeno knew that you’d take the fall for him.
That was part of all he knew—that you’d be ready to be his armor if he ever needed you to be.
He disagreed, he repeated in his mind. It was a sinking feeling of realization.
Louder than the many times he has ever yelled at you.
The pounding of his chest, the ringing in his ears.
He definitely loved you more.
Summary: You taught Lee Jeno all he knew. You stood by him when he felt like the world did not understand. But this story is not about you and Jeno, is it? It's about Jeno and how you were just in for the ride. That was what you were-- his ride or die.
You were always going to be on the outside looking in.
“That’s all that I know,” he said your name, and as it rolled off his lips, you smile. “because that’s what you taught me. To fight for what I want.”
Genre: happy ending, romance.
Character: older!reader, younger!jeno, traveling and his insane love for music
Warnings: mentions of drugs and alcohol & my cringy poems (don't die! lol)
A/N: Tell me if you want a second part. I wrote this 50% very hyped on caffeine in the day and then very drunk at night so it is the most random idea I have ever had.
Also because @miuratatsuya made me dream of bringing Jeno to UK.
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Much love <3