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Jeno was rubbing his temples while sitting on the dining table alone for the past few minutes. They've finished eating dinner a while ago and Jisung was already tucked in to bed by his papa.

Now all he's doing is just sitting there while his mind is being chaotic again. Letting out a loud sigh, he flinched when he heard a deep voice spoke up.

"What's on your mind, Sweetheart?"

He doesn't reply immediately, feeling a hand rest on his shoulder, he reaches one of his own to place it on top of the newcomer's and pats the gentle hand.

"Nothing, I'm just overthinking again.... Lots of things are coming up..." He mumbles and doesn't even glance at the man pulling the chair beside his and sitting on it before inching closer.

"Like what? Can you tell me your thoughts too so I can also help you? I don't want to stress you out like this, Sweetheart." Jaemin said, gentle as ever while the night sky is displayed in front of them.

Jeno hums and takes a moment to gather all his thoughts and plan out on what he wants to say to his fiancè, the older boy understood and was patiently waiting for him.

"So the wedding is in a few days now," he starts and earns a hum in return. "But it's not just that of what I'm thinking about." He pursed his lips.

Nodding, Jaemin rests his arm on the table, leaning on his side– which kinda hurts from the edge of the dining table but he doesn't move, tilting his head to look at the younger boy properly.

"Go on," he encourages his fiancè to continue as he please, reaching a hand over Jeno's shoulder to hold onto the top rail of his chair, almost caging the boy in his arms.

Pushing his tongue against his teeth, Jeno nods at him and continues. "Jisung's birthday is coming soon too, and he'll be entering kindergarten for the first time after that."

He then opens his mouth to say more but ended up closing it again, feeling hesitant to voice out the next words circling around his mind.

Jaemin noticed and raises a brow, the hand resting on the table reaches forward to hold Jeno's lazy hand, giving it a light squeeze to gain the younger boy's attention and to give him more encouragement.

Apparently, Jeno doesn't maintain eye contact with him any longer– preferably choosing to look down on his lap instead, gulping audibly before deciding to just voice it all out for his fiancè to hear.

"Are we... Going to have a honeymoon too?"

He feels shy by just the thought of it for the past few days after Mrs. Na had mentioned it aloud for them in the restaurant.

And now he feels even more shy to just say it to Jaemin, he doesn't know why but he just thinks he may sound needy in Jaemin's perspective.

The older boy scans his fiancè's face that was now starting to turn red while he ducks his head down even more, really wanting to stand up and find somewhere to hide from Jaemin.

He couldn't help but chuckle at Jeno, pushing his weight up to sit up more properly and cups Jeno's cheek, turning his face to look at him and hopefully meet his eyes too.

Jeno does, yet flickers his eyes to the flower vase behind Jaemin's figure, his face already beetroot red.

"I'm going to ask you something, Sweetheart, and you have to be completely honest with me, alright? No matter how shy you are about it and stuff." Jaemin said slowly for him to hear.

Swallowing dryly, Jeno manages to nod a little, signaling Jaemin to proceed on what he's about to ask.

"Do you want us to?" It was his turn to ask this time instead, scanning Jeno's facial expressions and keeping an eye on every detail of his fiancè.

He didn't miss the way Jeno pursed his lips, shutting his eyes for a moment as his cheeks were really red now. He almost shows a grin but bit his lip harshly to restrain it.

"Let me ask again," he said clearing his throat when Jeno didn't answer him, he leans closer to the younger boy's ear and whispers.

"Do you want us to have our own time, no distractions whatsoever and do whatever we want? Make love perhaps?" He teases at the end.

Gasping, Jeno turns to him abruptly and pushes him away. "Na Jaemin!" He squeaks out the older boy's name.

Said boy ends up cackling and pinches the younger boy's cheek lovingly, "you were thinking about it, sweetheart." He winks a bit while snorting to himself.

Huffing, Jeno stands up and was about to leave before he was pulled back by strong pairs of arms around his waist, squeaking when he lands on his fiancè's lap.

"I'm kidding– partially–"

"Jaemin!"

"Ow! Sorry," Jaemin couldn't help but continue to laugh despite earning a smack on his broad chest by Jeno's hand.

He leans in to kiss Jeno's temple, moving down to his red cheeks while the younger boy just huffs at him, getting slightly annoyed.

It's really fun to tease his fiancè like this, where Jeno gets all shy and flushed face, wanting to deflect and run out to hide from the older boy and his shinanigans.

And it's even more fun to end up spoiling the younger boy in his arms with his love at the end to make up for his teasing actions.

"But on a serious note, do you want to have a honeymoon? We don't have to right after the wedding immediately if you're not ready for it. Besides, the wedding is the main point and obviously more important." Jaemin said.

Pondering in thought, Jaemin places his hand on Jeno's thigh, caressing the spot with his thumb gently as his free arm was around the younger boy's waist, keeping him firm on his lap.

"Sweetheart, my baby, no pressure for it, yeah? I understand on whatever you decide. I don't want to force you on this, especially when it's a serious and loving moment for us two." He states.

Jeno hums and looks up to finally meet his eyes properly this time, smiling shyly when he mumbles.

"I want to." He pauses, although Jaemin heard him clearly but lets him continue anyway. "I want us to have a honeymoon, hubby."

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