《NCT 19th Member》The short shorts
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Hyejin walked out of her bedroom door in the morning. When Jaemin had left, She and the other Dream members were used to her walking around in a thin tank top and short shorts. When she walked into the kitchen, Jaemin practically choked on his egg. She rushed over to him.
"Are you ok? What happened?" She said. He regained his air and just looked at her.
"Why aren't you wearing anything?" He asked her. Jeno who was lying down on the couch, still sleepy, laughed at what he said.
"Uh, clothes? What do you mean?"
" Y-you practically walked out in underwear and a bra!" He said. Jeno sat up a little.
"That's what she always wears!" He spoke up.
"And you all are ok with this!" He said, standing up from where he was sitting.
Ok with what?" Renjun said, walking out of his bedroom. He was scratching his head.
"You let her walk around the house wearing that!" He said.
"Well, Yeah. I mean it's not like anyone is around! Plus it gets hot in the night!" Renjun said. Hyejin just went to sit with Jeno. She put her head on his shoulder, watching the other two discuss.
"We have gotten used to it!"
"Alright, but I haven't!" He said, jutting his lip. Jeno spoke up.
"Why is this bothering you so much?" He said, playing with Hyejins hair.
"Nothing! I mean it's just different." He said, glaring at Jeno with a jealous look. Obviously, Hyejin was oblivious.
"Look if you don't like me wearing short shorts, I won't. But you have to get used to it because, in summer, I'm not sleeping with sweats." She said, removing her head from Jeno. She walked up to Jaemin and patted his shoulder, before running into her room to change.
"Dude. What was that look?" Jeno asked.
"What do you mean? You were playing with her hair and giving her googly eyes." He said, crossing his arms.
"So? You do that!"
"B-but with me it's different!"
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"How?" Jeno said. Jaemin just sighed and didn't say anything.
"Dude you're seriously in love with her," Renjun said. They went back into the kitchen to get breakfast.
The dreamies were doing a vlive. Hyejin was sitting in Mark's lap but she rotated between Mark and Chenle, so There legs wouldn't fall asleep. Mark had his head rested on her shoulder.
"Ok let us read comments," Jeno said, picking up the phone.
"Jeno is cute, thank you. Uh, Jeno is handsome. I love you Jeno. Wow, so many great comments!" He said. Renjun rolled his eyes and grabbed the phone away.
"Oh, Mark and Hyejin are my ships! What is a ship?" Renjun asked.
"I can't believe we live with uncultured swine!" Hyejin said. Mark shook his head in disappointment.
"Right? Ship means to people you would think look good together." He said. He tapped me, indicating for me to go sit in Chenle's lap.
"Oh like Mark and Haechan!" Jisung said. Mark just rolled his eyes while Haechan pretended to be annoyed.
"If the czennie ship you guys so much, then what's the ship name?" Jeno asked. The comments overflooded with names.
"Mia, Myejin, Jark? There are all weird." Chenle said, scrunching up his nose. Jaemin just scoffed and mumbled something under his breath.
A couple of minutes later, Jeno found a comment.
"What is dream doing for Jeno and Jia's birthday?" He said, gasping a little. Hyejin showed a big smile and went to go sit by Jeno. She put her hand around his shoulder and looked in between the members.
"Yeah, guys! What's gonna happen on that fine day of April?" She said.
"Nothing you need to know. But my gift will be the best!" Jisung said.
"No mine is!" Jaemin said. He looked at Hyejin.
"Your gonna love your gift." He said, making her blush from the strong eye contact.
It was getting late and they had to end the live video.
Hyejin tossed and turned in her bed. She closed her eyes tightly, hoping she would fall asleep, but ended up opening them again. She tried counting backward from 100 but she still was wide awake. She sighed and walked into the kitchen. There was a tall figure who was faced away from her. As soon as she got closer, she realized who it was.
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"Hey, Jaemin Hyung. What are you doing up so late?" She asked him. He turned around and looked at her.
"I could ask you the same." He said. She shrugged and sat on the counter. She realized him trying not to look uncomfortable.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot. I'll go wear something else." She said. She got off the counter. Before she left, Jaemin grabbed her hand.
"Hey, it's fine. I was just concerned. I mean we are growing teenage boys and, well, you know. Were curious? I just was protecting you from the other members." He said. She smiled, propping herself on the counter again. There was an awkward moment where no one said anything. Finally, Hyejin decided to speak up.
"Why are you worried about other members and me? Why not be worried about me and you?" She said. He furrowed his eyebrows a little, confused on how he was gonna answer the question without him saying he likes her.
"Uh because you should trust me." He said.
"Are you Jealous." She said. He moved back a little.
"Can you read minds? How did you know!?"
"I didn't read your mind. I took a guess, and now you confirmed it." She said, showing a wide smile.
"Well, I don't want to sound rude or anything, but you're always sitting in Mark's or Chenle's lap. Or cuddling with Jeno and Haechan. Or playing with Renjuns hair. I'm not saying you don't do that to me, but it's less, I guess? I don't know. I sound stupid." He said, moving away from her. He hung his head low and looked at the ground.
She, in fact, did understand what he was saying. He wanted to spend time with her. She smiled a little. She pulled him by his wrist towards her. She accidentally pulled him so close so that his front was completely on the counter side.
"Hey, Look at me," she said. He brought his head up but moved back a bit because of the close proximity.
" It's not stupid. You just want to spend time with me. I am sorry I haven't given you the attention I give to other members. But I promise I will from now on. I hate to admit it but, when you came, I felt different. Not in a bad way! I just had to adjust to you being back." I said. He smiled.
"Thanks, Hyejin." He said.
"Does this mean I can wear shorts without you freaking out?" She asked. They both laughed out loud for a second.
"Yes. Yes, you can." He said. She smiled. They stared at each other for a while until Hyejin leaned closer to him and wrapped her hands around him. Even if she couldn't see him, she could feel him smile, as he also wrapped his hands around her waist.
It was the next morning and Jaemin had woken up extra early to make breakfast for everyone. Hyejin was the last to wake up. She walked in the living room, with her hair a mess. She was wearing short shorts and a thin tank top.
Jeno looked at Jaemin, waiting for him to turn around and yell at her for wearing shorts again. But when Jaemin went to say hi to her, he gave her a hug and ruffled her hair. While Hyejin was setting up the table, he went over to check on him
"Uh, yesterday you basically yelled at her for wearing that. Now today you great her with a hug? Who are you?!" He asked, skeptically. Jaemin just shook his head.
"I'm learning to get used to the change." He said while looking at Hyejin.
"Ugh, I don't know if that's a symptom of being lovesick, but it's gross," Jeno said before walking away.
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