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NCT NA JAEMIN FF

"You're insane Na Jaemin"

"I know"

"Be my girlfriend"

Your not-so-typical fake dating fanfiction with people with problems and trauma. The female lead is no exception to that as she had her everyday horrifying dreams about her unusual past. Which she couldn't remember vividly. 


Highest Ranking on W*ttp*d
#2 - smtown
#30 - Jaemin
Started: 09/05/20
On Hiatus: 04/15/21








Edit: 
- Last year, September 2020, I created this out of frustration. I love it when the first few chapters of my stories are very intricate but would be understood by the readers in the following chapters. (It's like connecting the dots) This is my first Book. Please do not expect too much. My grammar is pretty.... bad. I am on hiatus, however, I will be finishing this.

I love you 3000, Na Jaemin

   𝙎𝙤 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮


          𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚,  


           𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪


It was early in the morning when a car honking, woke Jian up. "Who is honking this early," Jian groaned, creasing her forehead as the sunlight hits her face. Jian sighed in frustration as she got up-stomping her feet.


Opening the curtain as she looked through the window to see who's honking. "Jaemin. Of course." She mumbled as she rolled her eyes,


"What do you want!?" She screamed, irritation visible.


"It's Saturday, you ruined my beauty sleep!!" Jian screamed again, this time full of annoyance. "So what?" Jaemin replied, shrugging. Pouting


"Stop pouting," Jian started, "Why, I look cute, right?" Jaemin raised a brow, as he formed a smile.


"Nah, you look pathetic," Jian said as she walked away. "Ouch," Jaemin said putting his palm on his chest, pretending that he is hurt.


Jaemin whistle-rambling some stuff on his car, checking himself at the mirror.


"Hey, open up," Jian knocks at the window. Jaemin cleared his throat, unlocking the door.


"So," Jian started, looking through the window, feeling the awkwardness- that was spread for a whole 5 minutes. "Where are we going?" she asked averting her gaze away from the window.


"Somewhere." Jaemin eyes flickered, as the sunlight hits his face. The ride was long, so long- "Hey," Jian muttered lowly in boredom.


"What?" Jaemin asked, irritation written on his face. Jian scoffed as she turned on the radio, putting it at a very high volume.


I am combusting, somebody stops me from-


Loud music playing makes him irritated, even more, Jian nods her head and stomps her foot.


"It's noisy! Keep it down" Jaemin screamed, covering his ear with his free hand.


Omg, I wanna throw myself out of the window.


"What?" Jaemin asked, turning his head.


Jian ignored him- searching through her pockets for her phone.


She opens her phone, her lock screen showing. Jaemin took glances, but his attention was still glued at what's in front of him.


Nice wallpaper, but it's better if it's me-


"Hey," Jian said, looking through some pictures. "What?" Jaemin asked, "Let's take a picture," Jian said, with a beaming smile.


"No, I'm driving and I won't stop the car for a stupid picture," Jaemin said coldly.


Jian rolled her eyes, mimicking him. "I won't stop the car for a stupid picture."


Jaemin was so done, He wanted to throw her out of his car.


"What?" Jaemin asked his attention on her. Jian cleared her throat, "Nothing."


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