《Falling in Love with a Playboy || NCT Jaehyun ||》Chapter 11
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Jangmi was struggling to keep Jaehyun off her but that jerk was persistent. He was too drunk to understand anything.
Just when Jangmi was about to give up, Jaehyun stopped and rolled over to the other side of the bed and started to snore.
"Why?" He mumbled in his drowsy voice.
"Why what?" Jangmi asked exasperated. Jaehyun was getting on her nerves.
"Why can't anyone love me? Truly?" He muttered lazily, eyes still closed.
"Says the man on whom every girl falls for. Your problem is that you get too much love, Jaehyun. Fix that first." Jangmi replied sassily and went to her room to sleep.
The morning came and Jangmi was not able to open her eyes. It was one of those days where she refused to wake up.
Soon, someone knocked at the door and Jangmi saw Irene coming in with a cup full of chamomile tea.
"I heard that Jaehyun hurt you last night." She said in a disappointed way.
"He is always like that, Irene. He has done more awful things than that." Jangmi replied, quietly.
"You know, I have been trying to make him be more nice towards you, but I feel it isn't working out. Therefore, can I ask for a favour?" She asked Jangmi curiously.
"Go ahead. It should not be creepy though." Jangmi said, looking forward to her favour.
"Well, mom and dad are quite stressed about Jae's situation, so I feel that you both should be nice to one another." Irene said in quite an embarrassing way.
"Why should I do that?" Jangmi countered, not really liking Irene's idea.
"You are the only girl who is not a slut for him. You didn't fall for him and you actually fight with him a lot. You will be a good match for him." Irene said and waited for Jangmi's answer.
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"O-okay, I'll try." Jangmi agreed. She mentally slapped herself for agreeing to such a stupid idea which was impossible to achieve.
I stepped down the stairs after taking a long, relaxing bath and went down to help Mrs Jung with the breakfast.
I made the delicious looking porridge and we all sat down to eat. Except him. He is always late.
Finally, after whole half an hour, he came down and sat down to eat. Mrs Jung got up from the seat to bring him some porridge, but I stopped her and offered to do it myself.
I went back to the kitchen and bought him the porridge, and a specially made hangover soup which I had prepared for him. I gave him the food and greeted him a 'good morning'.
The Jungs were pretty surprised at my actions and I actually awkwardly smiled at them. Then they continued to eat.
'Be nice to him.'
The words keep on ringing inside my head. Maybe, maybe just a little bit, like if there is 0.0000001 percent probability that Jaehyun would change and be nice to me and everyone if only I be nice to him, then I'll go ahead with this plan.
I can do it. I can be nice to that pervert.
After breakfast, I got ready to go to the university and went down to say bye to the Jungs.
"You can go with Jaehyun, Jangmi. He is almost ready." Mrs Jung hurried after me to make me go with Jaehyun.
"Mom, I am going in my motorbike! I can't take her!" Jaehyun shouted from his room.
"Then take our car, stupid!" Irene shouted back at him.
"No, the car is disgusting, dumb!" Jaehyun screamed at Irene.
I was looking at the bickering which was happening in front of my eyes and decided to go by bus.
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I waved goodbyes to Mrs Jung and Irene and went to the bus stop. The bus stop wasn't very far away, only ten minutes walking distance.
I stood at the bus stop and waited for the bus. A lot of people had accumulated and I believe the bus would be packed.
But then, a motorcycle stopped and everyone's gazes were fixed on it. The biker took off his helmet and to my shock, Jaehyun was coming towards me.
I looked away in the other direction, and imagined that he would go away.
But he took my wrist and pulled me to his motorbike.
I gave him a 'what the hell' look and he just pushed another helmet in my hands and sat on his motorbike.
I too sat and before even I could adjust myself, he took off. And well, it was pretty fast that all the air in my lungs just moved out.
I wrapped my arms around his waist awkwardly, since I didn't want to die. He was driving at a pathetically fast speed which could make anyone fall off if they didn't sit firmly.
Finally, we reached the university and fortunately there weren't many students around the parking. I stepped out of his motorbike and stopped myself from getting dizzy.
Jaehyun just looked at me and shaked his head in annoyance and switched off his bike.
"Thanks for the breakfast, I guess." He spoke a little softly and took his bag to go to the class.
"Yeah, I know. I could get a thank you for that, but what happened last night, do you remember?" I asked him curiously.
"No, I don't remember things from last night." He said innocently.
"Okay then. Just remember, you were a jerk at that time." I replied him and went to the class.
Giving Jangmi a ride was only because of my misdoings last night. Irene had told me what I did with Jangmi last night and I got scolded. A lot.
So, as a sorry or maybe a thank you, I gave her a ride.
But I have nothing towards her. She is just a sassy and irritating woman. Quite low for my standards.
But then Irene's 'Be nice to her' statement came to my mind and I huffed. So much for being a player.
As I was about to go to the class, I saw many people standing in front of the notice board. I pushed them inside and freaked out.
There were pictures of me and Jangmi. It was of me kissing her while I was teaching her a lesson, or protecting her from Johnny and even today's motorbike ride's picture were stacked on the board.
The heading read, 'Our player has finally fallen in love with our beautiful topper, Jangmi.'
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