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jenoremii:

Jaemin x Reader, 0.3k, fluff, best friends to lovers, no warnings.
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“Jaemin!”

Poking his head out of the front door, you watched as your best friend raised an eyebrow at the sight of your figure standing in the rain, your clothes started to get drenched as you waved him over.

“Come here!” you called.

He shook his head. “Are you crazy? You’ll catch a cold.”

“I don’t care, just come here!”

Sighing, he disappeared quickly to slip on his shoes, then lifted the hood of his sweater as he jogged over to join you, sidestepping a puddle that had formed on the driveway.

“Okay,” he said, rubbing his hands together for warmth. “Now what?”

You grinned at him. “Kiss me.”

He stared. “I-what?”

“I said, kiss me.”

Jaemin’s eyes were wide as he looked around in panic. “We could literally get struck by lightning and you want to kiss in the goddamn rain?!”

“Absolutely,” you said.

Taking a deep breath, he hesitantly took a step closer and brought his hands up to cup your cheeks, brushing a soaked strand of hair aside. He didn’t say anything, but his eyes held a question — are you sure you want this?

You’d loved this boy for too long to say no.

Nodding, you let him press his lips against yours, relishing the way they seem to fit just right. You looped your arms around his neck, pulling your body closer to his as he smiled against your mouth. At that moment, you didn’t care that you would mostly have a cold for the next week and a half. You didn’t care that the sound of the thunder was increasing with every passing second. You didn’t care about anything because you were finally kissing your best friend after loving him for five years — always watching from the side, but never doing anything about your aching heart until now.

Jaemin pulled away slowly and rested his forehead against yours, the fabric of his hood brushing against your hair, his thumb running gently against your cheek. His body was warm against your colder one, the chill of the rain making you shiver as he chuckled quietly.

“Be mine?” he asked, the hope evident in his voice.

You smiled. “Of course.”