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"Okay, you wrinkly buttholes, where we goin'?"

Jeno had quickly been accepted in the friend group, just like Jaemin predicted, which he learned called themselves the 'Dreamies'. They immediately warmed up to his personality and were excited to spend the day with him.

Renjun especially had taken an interest in the younger raven-haired boy, and the two didn't stop talking to each other, causing Jaemin to fume. Thankfully, he had Jisung and Chenle to distract him, but every time he looked over and saw the two smiling, he wanted to commit murder.

The seven had now just left the cafe, ready to take Jeno on a tour.

"City's boring as shit, fucking nothing to see," Jisung stated bluntly.

Chenle suddenly started jumping, face alight with joy. "Yo! I got an idea!"

"That's a first," Jisung snickered, wincing when he received a hard slap from the hyper Chinese boy.

"At least I have brain cells." Jisung snorted, but couldn't make a comeback as Chenle quickly moved on, "Anyway, fuckers, we should do a week tour! Like every day we take Jeno somewhere to do fun shit at fun places."

"Damn, so smart, Albert Einstein who?" Jisung commented dryly, ducking his head to avoid the oncoming punch to his face.

"Let's add him to the group chat to plan out days and shit," Mark piped up, having turned his head to finally face the group. Jeno had quickly learned that ever since Mark started dating Donghyuck, the two were inseparable and always with each other. It was difficult to gain the attention of either of them, both focusing that purely on each other.

The raven-haired boy wasn't bothered by this, and instead envied the couple. Jeno kind of wished he could have a relationship like that, where you loved someone so much nothing else mattered.

He was taken away from his thoughts when the group suddenly surrounded him, yelling over each other as they made sure that Jeno got their numbers saved into his phone along with appropriate contact details such as contact names and pictures. Renjun added him into their group chat, and soon they were back to roaming the city, smiling and laughing and screaming, ignoring the strange looks given by passers-by.

After a few blocks, they ended up in front of a tall office building with a beautiful garden out front, clusters of petals and leaves the perfect adornment to the large fountain. Water was spewing out in pretty patterns, splashing back into the shallow pool once completing its dances.

"Wait, stop!" Jaemin suddenly yelled.

Donghyuck, who had slight difficulty turning his head due to Mark's arm wrapped around his shoulders, whispered loudly, "Baby don't stop."

Renjun furrowed his brows. "Why?"

"Jeno's ugly ass models," the caramel-haired explained, creating a sudden commotion.

"WHAT?! Hold my weave!"

"HORY SHITEU this boy out here modeling, I'm out here motherfucking broke!"

"Jeno be a whole motherfucking meal!"

"Daaamn, Daniel!"

"Shut your crusty ass wipe ass up!"

"My ass is finer than his, why can't I model?!"

"Dumbasses, I meant he's an ulzzang!"

Jeno had been chuckling, watching his friends screaming, Chenle and Jisung aggressively fangirling. But he suddenly yelped when Renjun snatched his phone like how Jaemin had that morning. The younger never had anything to keep secret and didn't care much for privacy, so Renjun accessed his Instagram account with ease because there was no password.

"Oh man holy shit!

"Beach!"

"Bitch?"

"Beach! Bitch!"

"Bitch, if you don't stop—"

"Over 200K people are whipped for your visuals!" Donghyuck was shrieking, his attention attracted to something that wasn't a Canadian teenager. He grabbed the phone from Renjun, and the poor device made its way into everyone's hands, being stolen or tossed or almost dropped.

Jeno jumped on Renjun once he had the phone again, and the two wrestled for a short minute until Jeno finally had custody of his phone again. Jaemin was glaring, both at Jeno and Chenle who had rolled his eyes, mentioning something along the lines of, "You jealous dumb fuck."

"You actually model, OH MY SHIT!" Jisung screamed, not even apologizing for having been the one to almost shatter Jeno's phone.

"I was just an ulzzang," Jeno laughed, "nothing big."

"Like your dick," Jaemin snorted from behind the couple, the Chensung duo erupting in laughter. Renjun shook his head in mock disappointment, and Jeno shot Jaemin the middle finger.

"You kidding, though?" Renjun said. "You have 200K followers, that's fucking amazing! I mean I'm not surprised, you're really attractive."

"Thank you," Jeno smiled, eyes shining. Renjun could have sworn his heart skipped a beat when he saw that eye smile.

Jeno continued, "But honestly, you're the cute one."

Then Renjun flushed, completely flustered from Jeno's comment, or smile, or both.

Jaemin growled, and grabbed Jeno's wrist, stomping towards the building. "Let's fucking go."

"Is this some modeling company?" Jeno asked, confused, as they made their way to the front doors, sliding panels of polished glass, gold trim complimenting the white marble wall.

The building looked immaculate, too exquisite for Jeno. He felt nervous and was very unsure of whether he was good enough to model at such a gorgeous place.

Jaemin nodded, and Jeno shivered, not only from the strong AC he felt upon entering the building but also from his nerves.

"You think I'm good enough?"

The younger snorted. "Ha! Hell no. I just wanna see you humiliated."

Jeno narrowed his eyes, raising his arm, but decided against it when he spotted the receptionist. Jaemin practically shoved him in the direction of the desk, a long, light gray block with few small potted plants on top. The ceiling seemed unrealistically high, and hanging lights were contained in fancy glass shapes. "Good luck! Tell us how badly you fuck up!"

The raven-haired gulped but shook his head. He had no knowledge whatsoever of how applying for modeling companies worked here. What he did know was that it wouldn't hurt to talk to the receptionist and ask a few questions about it. Right?

He gathered the confidence he wished he had and walked up to the seated lady.

The rest of the Dreamies had gone to the lounge area, a simple space with couches that felt like clouds, and glass tables that looked too clean. They were observing Jeno and talking to each other in hushed whispers.

"Are we being too cruel?" Renjun asked, worried about the attractive boy. "We took, and almost broke his phone, then pushed him in here! And we haven't made a good first impression--"

"Trust me," Jaemin reassured, flashing a melting smile at the older Chinese boy. "He can handle it. He's a real ass when you get to know him."

"You seem to know his ass real well," Jisung commented, raising his eyebrows. Chenle burst into laughter but Mark shut him up real quick, not wanting to get kicked out of the building. The couches were too comfortable to leave yet.

After some conspiring about what was going on in the conversation, especially after Jeno showed the receptionist his phone, the six were anxious to know what had happened.

Jeno made his way back and smirked. "Guess which bitch might be in a magazine!"

Renjun, Chenle, and Jisung squealed, while the other three were shocked.

"What?! The Fuck?!"

"Tell us everything!"

"My fangirl heart, I'm crying!"

"She offered it before I started talking," Jeno began to explain. "She said she'd email me an application form, and I showed her my account and shit. I dunno for sure--"

"But you'll be famous soon, just like my fave mans, Obama!" Chenle laughed, sounding identical to a dolphin while they exited the building and continued walking through downtown.

They spent the rest of the day walking, sitting in the occasional cafe or shop, and talking. Jeno felt warm and happy, glad that he found some friends here even though they were originally Jaemin's.

The latter, on the other hand, was a little pissed. Jeno and Renjun kept talking, and were practically flirting with each other. His anger did not go unnoticed by Jeno. It was so obvious to the older how Jaemin felt about Renjun, and he smirked thinking of all he could do to mess things up for the caramel-haired boy.

But to Jaemin, Jeno and Renjun were disgusting.

After they all bid their goodbyes to each other, Jeno and Jaemin turned around to walk back to the younger's house.

"Your friends are pretty sweet," Jeno stated, a little exhausted from laughing and walking the entire day. Jaemin just hummed, so Jeno continued, "Especially Renjun."

This evoked a reaction out of the younger, and Jaemin whipped his head around in a flash. "Excuse me?"

"You're excused," Jeno replied wryly.

Jaemin narrowed his eyes as they continued walking. "Renjun's mine. I don't care if you like him or if he might like you. But before you came, things were great between us. Don't ruin it, just back the fuck off."

Jeno laughed. "I knew it. Someone's in love."

"He's cute, unlike you," Jaemin sneered. "So get away from my man."

"He isn't your anything," Jeno pointed out the painfully obvious, smirking at how riled up the younger was.

"He will be."

"Will he, though?"

"He will be mine if you stay the hell away."

"Aww," Jeno teased in a mocking tone. "I'm threatening your chance at a relationship 'cause I'm that much hotter than you."

"Tease me all you want," Jaemin said through gritted teeth, "I don't give a shit, just stop fucking flirting with him."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll fucking end you, bitch. Renjun is mine."

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