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An Unwanted Love Story - l.jn

enemies to lovers ㅡ college romance ㅡ alleged fuckboy!jeno x female reader ㅡ age restrict: 15

Summary: You know what everyone says and warns about how much of a jerk Jeno is, but why the hell is he standing in front of your house now?

Lee Jeno isn’t the one and only man that you avoid in this big, big world.

Despite the fact that you’ve cursed over hundreds of men, he’s still the first guy you don’t want to talk to. Other than being the type of man who looks out for hugs in every single people he met, Jeno is always living in a world of today’s town talk where everyone guesses what kind of girl he slept with tonight. A player, a jackass, an attention seeking man, you were told. And even with thousands of warnings people told others, for some reason, they would somehow still find ways to hang out with the man just for the sake of how fun he is.

You don’t really know what kind of person he really is now, though. Even with how much of a recognition the man has recently, the first time you’ve met him was another type of story than what he surrounded with today. Meeting the man when you were still in high school, of course, made you remember who Jeno was. He was a smart boy, probably still as talkative as he used to, and you still remember the first time your friend ever introduced him to you. Too bad, you don’t really have the time to know him even when he tries to befriend you. If you can put the one to blame, it would be the final exam test that kept you studying for more than ten hours in your last year of highschool.

So, what are the odds that let the universe bring the two of you once again?

Seeing Jeno standing in front of you made it hard for you to hold your mouth close. He, himself, is surely different than what you remembered from him. You know you’ve always getting surrounded over the rumours about the man himself, but you didn’t expect that he would look like what people said. Like an angel who chose to build a hell, the undercut made him looked dangerous, yet the smile he shows felt like a warm greeting. Very gorgeous, yet very risky.

“Wow.” His arms are folded over his chest, leaving the luggage he brought stands by itself. “Look at you.” His eyes take time to observe your body, noticing how many changes you made over two years of not knowing about each other’s existence past highschool.

“So my brother lent his room to you?”

He lifts his shoulder, still smiling. “Want to blame your own brother for studying abroad? Don’t worry, I’m not that thrilled either.”

A quick grunt left your mouth. Quickly, you take your phone, texting hundreds of profanities to your brother for not warning you from who’s going to live with you for the next months. If you knew, you would’ve been in a better situation than this.

Looking at you being all annoyed by his existence, Jeno chuckles as he closes the door he opened when he got in to your (and your brother’s) place. “Come on, I’m not that bad.”

“Ha, right. Don’t teach me what’s bad and what’s not.”

“Relax. We’re just living at the same place, it’s not like we have to be friends or what.”

He’s not wrong for that. Maybe you were just overreacting, maybe you were just afraid of the rumours being right and you have to pretend that you’re okay that he’s going to bring bunch of women in your house every night. Not to mention that Jeno payed his way to live here, it would be rude of you to just kick him out just because you don’t really want to talk with him. Kicking yourself out would be a disadvantage and would be too much of an effort over a fuckboy.

Right. You can just pretend he doesn’t exist.

You sighed, finally accepting the fact that The Unwanted Jeno Lee is going to live with you for God knows how long. It’s going to be hard to deal with the fact that you’re basically roommates with the man who’s going to be the source of your migrains, but you would live. You would live.

The first night you spent with the man is unexpectedly harder than you thought. A view of Jeno unpacking the video games he brought as your first sight when you finally leave your room made you roll your eyes. Oh, the thought of hearing him shouting over some game character at midnight is already giving you headache.

After you walked your way to the kitchen, you took out the soft drink you bought from the fridge. Pouring it on your favorite mug as you shoves ice cubes inside as well. Even when you’re both are technically in the same room, none of you wants to speak to each other. You can see him glancing at you, but you chose to not hold any eye contact with the man.

“So…” Jeno chose to start. “Anything that I should know?” He asks without looking at you, hands are still busy arranging the video games to the rack standing beside the TV.

“Like what?”

“Like, maybe I should take out the trash or maybe you won’t like it if I play these masterpieces in the middle of the night?”

You lift your eyebrows. Clearly, you didn’t know that you’re living with a mind-reader as well. “Of course, you can do that.” You responded, finally finished preparing yourself to look at the man. “But, I need more than the house chores.”

Jeno turns his head, realizing that you’re already looking at him with such mischievous gaze.

“Don’t bring your girls here.”

He furrows his eyebrows. “I don’t fuck around.”

“Right, and birds swims. Look, Jeno, I’ve heard, okay? And I’m not looking forward in seeing strangers my roommates hook up with walking around at my place in the morning.”

He turns his head down, smiling underneath as he lifts his eyebrows, still not believing what he just heard. You can hear him laughing a little right after your sentence, but he suddenly has his eyes back at you. “Sure, whatever. I better not see boys either.”

For the rest of the night, you don’t see him around again. You wonder if you did something wrong, but after shaking your head, you gain your conscious back by realizing that it’s a good thing to not have him on your sight.

As much as you despise the idea of having a fuckboy in your place, after a week living with Jeno, you notice that it’s really not that hard as you thought it would be. In fact, you don’t really have to pretend he doesn’t live there since Jeno is either outside all day or doesn’t leave his room for 24 hours. What surprises you more everyday is how he actually helped with the house chores, and it was all done really well also. The only thing that is left for you to do there is to cook, and Jeno is always thankful for that.

You hate to admit, but he’s really not that bad of a roommate.

On one Saturday night, right when you’re about to go out with your friend at the nearest bar downtown, you found Jeno sleeping on the long couch in the living room, barely having anything to cover his body from the cold air. His hair is messy, and so is the resume papers on the carpet. He’s still a college student after all, and you know it’s hard for him as how hard it is for you. For a moment, you were intrigued to treat him like a real friend like putting on a blanket on top of his body. But, that can lead to things you don’t want to happen, can’t it?

“Silly.” You whispered under your breath before you find your way to the front door. But just when you’re on your half way there, Jeno seems to wake up from his sleep as you hear movements from the living room.

“(Y/n)?” He calls, voice is raspy. Turning your body to look at your roommate, you can see him yawning, already sitting on the couch. It’s sort of unfair that he’s still attractive when he literally just woke up. “You’re… dressed up.” He rubs one of his eyes a few times.

“I need liquor.”

“That’s bad for your body, you know?” He lifts one of his eyebrows, smiling as his eyes blink slowly.

You nod. “I’m gonna pretend I didn’t see those five cans of Monsters on the floor.”

He throws his hand on his forehead, letting little laughs falls from his lips. The act made him falls back right to the couch like how he slept earlier. “God, (y/n).”

You smiled, still standing as you hear him chuckles. That’s probably the first time you’ve ever heard his laugh, it was melodic, probably one of the nicest laugh you’ve ever heard from a man.

“You’re funny, you know that?” He adds.

“Not that much of a news to me.”

He sits up back, looking at you once more with a smile this time. “I like that about you.” He told you.

You tilt your head. “Not going to fall for that Lee Jeno…”

Before leaving your house, you could’ve sworn his eyes are still on you even when you’re closing the door. You begin to understand why he can get all the girls around still wanting to sleep with the man. You can’t deny how capable he is with words, not to mention how already good looking his face is.

But not you, you won’t fall for a jerk.

Entering the exam week made you and Jeno stays longer inside rather than hanging out with each other’s friends because both of you is studying under a prestigious college. Now that you’ve somehow built a better communication with the man you were avoiding before, you realize that the only thing that changes from him is his looks. Other than that, he’s still an academically committed student that spends their whole day studying.

Studying all day bored every students out and it applies to you and Jeno as well. In the middle of the week, you and Jeno chose to spend the rest of the night together by just talking. You chose to cook some pasta for both of you and ended up eating together at the dinner table. His feet sometimes hit you on purpose, and somehow a battle begin under the table. Without any plans, you became comfortable with his presence and so did he.

From one simple dinner that you both spent together, it sort of turning into a routine. Even when one of you is going out, somehow, both of you still find ways to eat together at night. Jeno would sometimes show up with a box of pizza if you can’t cook that day. Jeno was also once tried to cook but you both ended up with taking drive-thru because he burnt the food. On the other time, you asked him to eat with you as you both watch Kung Fu Panda, which ended with both of you crying.

“You’re crying over a Panda.” He teases you as he wipes your tear with his thumb. You pushed his shoulder, making the man let out a little ‘ouch’.

“We’re crying over a Panda.”

Jeno laughs fades out as he found himself looking at you for a little too long. He takes time, realizes that you’re becoming the one and only reason he wants to go home early.

Feeling a pair of eye on you, you looked at the boy sitting next to you. Jeno shakes his head when you caught him staring, suddenly paying his attention on the TV even when the only thing that shows up on the screen is a credit scene.

You were pretty sure that you’ve never seen him look at you like that before.

“Do you think we can use that beer on the fridge now?” Your question made him turn his head back to you.

He shakes his head, standing up from the couch as he hands his hand for you to grab. “Come on, it’s 12 already.”

You take his hand, but not taking any effort to get your body off of the couch. “We can reeeaaally take a glass or two…” You pleaded.

“You’re asking me to carry you all the way to your room, don’t you?”

With the speed of a lightning, you stood up, already walking towards your room. “Nope! Bye! See you!”

Jeno laughs as he shakes his head, carrying the dirty dishes for him to wash.

What he doesn’t know is how your heart beats really fast by a simple sentence from his mouth. The sharp feeling in your stomach makes it harder for you to hold yourself from making an inaudible scream. You wouldn’t let him, you wouldnt let a person like him to have a way to your heart. Not him. Not him.

After the exam week passed, Jeno asks you to be a friend for him to attend the party his friend made. You hesitate at first, but Jeno has a lot of friends that is also yours. After a lot of bargaining and debates, you chose to come with him. You didn’t expect of what kind of person Jeno is around his friends. Unexpectedly, he introduces you to each one of them. They’re all welcoming you nicely as well, and not to mention the similiar faces you met there. Jeno made you comfortable and doesn’t let himself lose you on his sight either. Even when you were just want to grab a drink, he chose to stay beside you. But you needed a rest after a hard week, so you asked Jeno to leave the party with you, which he agreed to.

You didn’t know if it was the amount of liquors you drank of if it’s because you have the lowest tolerance of alcohol, but it’s hard for you to stand still. You didn’t have trouble in walking your way to your house but standing still made you lose your balance. Jeno sees that you can’t barely hold yourself when you finally unlocks the door, he quickly grabs you arms and waist, not wanting you to hit the ground.

“Watch out, baby.” He told you.

You smirked. “Baby?”

“Since you can’t freaking stand up. Come on, let’s remove those heels from you.” He helps you to walk inside, crouching down as he unties the knot on your heels. You didn’t knew why you chose to wear such a complex footwear as well, but, he helps. “See? Baby.”

“Quit it.”

He stood up, smiling at you when your eyes met his. It surely is the alcohol, since he looks… too good right now.

But all of sudden, Jeno gets his face closer to yours, it made you walked backwards. “Does baby think it’s her time to sleep?”

“Ew.” You push his chest, leaving the man’s back hitting the wall as you walk your way to the living room. “Stop telling me to sleep.” You throw yourself at the couch.

Jeno left you alone at the living room since you somehow chose to watch the TV. He took a shower, removing the reek of alcohol and cigarettes off his hair and body. He didn’t spend a long time taking a bath since you probably would ask him to watch a movie.

But when he walked out of his room, he sees your eyes closed already with your head resting at the small pillow on your couch. He should’ve expected this.

“(Y/n).” Jeno shakes your hand as he crouches down, looking at you as he tucks a part your hair behind your ear. “You’re such a handful.”

Hearing no response, he calls your name once more. It woke you up from your sleep. “What?” You ask, annoyed, but still have your eyes closed.

“Let me carry you back to your room, okay?” He asks for your permission, which you give a nod to.

Jeno carefully lifts up your body, carrying you to your room as you rest your head on his shoulder. For a brief, he felt warm. For a moment, he feels like he would gone mad if he doesn’t kiss your forehead right now.

But he knows you wouldn’t like that.

Carefully releasing your body on the matress, he grabs a cotton pad he knows you always used every time you’re cleaning the makeup on your face. He makes sure that he swifts it gently so it won’t wake you up, taking a moment for him to finish the job.

He looks at your eyes, then your nose, then your lips.

For a second, it feels like heaven for him to just look at you like that.

His right hand hesitates, but it finally strokes your cheek as you move a bit, feeling a little ticklish. He smiles, knowing that this is the first time he ever gets this close to you. He has always known that you’re pretty, but at this exact moment, you’re more than a pretty woman who turns out to be his roommate.

“Jeno.” You mumble.

His eyes got big, but he calms himself down, not even stopping his hands from caressing you. “Hmm?”

“Just kiss me already.”

He smiles. “Friends don’t kiss, (y/n).”

“Good.” You lean towards the man, cranes his neck as you drag him closer to where your face is. “We’re roommates anyway.”

You press your lips agains his, yet he kisses you back as if he wants it the most. His hand cups your cheeks as his chest meets yours, feeling the warmth of your skin against his cold skin, letting himself melts to wherever your kiss brought him. You can feel his smile builds as he continues to kiss your lips, then feels a new warmth from his tongue travels your lower lip. You let him, wasting no time for both of you to finally tangle the tongues. He takes time, learning how you tastes even when it is covered with beer from earlier, it’s still one of the best thing his tongue has ever tastes in this world. He takes time, but every second passed, the kiss is rougher and rougher.

The man you swore you wouldn’t talk to is ironically the person who you asked to kiss. It’s wrong, but it feels so right.

Jeno parts from you, making you see the man looking at you as he breathes. You know you’ve drown in him, but you didn’t try escape either.

“You’re driving me insane, you know that?” He breathes.

You smiled. “Telling this to all the girls?”

“Just you.” He kisses you back, sucking the lower part of your lips a little. “Just you…” he whispers under his breath.

Jeno grabs your hand, pins it right above your head as he lets your tongue and his discovers more of what they want. He presses his body, not wanting any distance exists between him and you. You can feel his nose, that’s just how close he is to you. But just one second later, you can feel his face slides to the side of your face, his mouth close to your ear.

“And don’t talk about other girls. You’re the only one.” He whispers.

author’s note: aaahh what do we feel about this? anywaysss feel free to ask or even talk to me on the askbox! also sorry for being inactive:-( i’m planning to see our dreamies in march let’s hope i get the tickets lol i love u all sm xxxxxxxxx

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