"What's with the long face?" Was Jaemin's first thing he asked once he saw Jeno. Mindlessly wrapping his arms around the boy's figure whilst he stares at him.

The brunet boy sighs in his hold, shrugging his shoulders with his arms crossed against his chest. "It's nothing..." He mutters, turning his head to the side.

Jaemin raises a brow at him, obviously skeptical of Jeno's answer. "Come on, it has to be something." Grabbing Jeno by the chin, he gently turns the younger boy to face him properly.

"Tell me, what's on your mind to have you frowning like this." When their eyes meet, Jeno bites his tongue once he sees the glint in Jaemin's gaze.

"I'll tell you after school, but for now... We should get out before anyone snoops around and sees us." He reluctantly pulls away from Jaemin's arms.

The elder boy was a little puzzled, but he doesn't think much about it and nods his head in understanding nonetheless.

He leans in to press his lips on Jeno's nose. "I'll see you later?" Getting a small smile from the younger boy accompanied by a reassuring nod, Jaemin smiles back.

"Have that pretty smile back on your face later, yeah?" Jeno rolls his eyes this time in silly, nodding once again just to make Jaemin feel contented.

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"So... Care to tell me?" Making himself comfortable on Jeno's big bed, he watches the younger boy fiddle with his fingers as he sat on his computer chair.

"My parents are out... Again, for work purposes." He starts off.

Something in Jaemin's head clicks, thinking it makes sense as to why it was like before again, Jeno's parents aren't here.

"It just sucks, you know? They left right after Thanksgiving because their people needed them. I understand though that they're working hard for me but..."

"Sometimes I wish their bosses were atleast considerate of their personal life too. They have a child back home." Jaemin lets him finish his rant.

Clasping his hands together, Jeno forces a smile on his face. It's pretty, but not the one that has Jaemin feel relaxed.

With this smile, Jaemin can almost feel what Jeno's holding back. And it scares him in a way, to see the younger boy stressed out which is not himself at all.

"But it's fine, they'll be home after."

"When?"

"Sometime around.... I don't know." Jeno trails off, a little sheepish and awkward.

Jaemin purses his lips before beckoning the younger boy to come over. Jeno did as so and squeals when he was suddenly pulled down onto Jaemin's lap.

"I'm sorry that you have to go through this, it sucks. Like having to wait for them and getting a surprise arrival constantly, it must be tiring."

With Jaemin's gentle touches and soothing voice, warming every inch of Jeno's body inside and out, Jeno instantly melts in his arms.

Sometimes he thinks this is dangerous, to have himself give in to Jaemin so easily.

But another part of him doesn't give a damn, because when he's with Jaemin, everything just clicks.

It feels good and feels right, him being so, so addicting.

Looking up to meet Jaemin's soft gaze, Jeno gulps as a hand brushes his bangs away from his forehead, somewhat soothing him just so easily.

As if Jaemin knows him too well.

"Really tiring." He mumbles, parroting Jaemin's last words.

He flushes when the blond haired boy gently pecks his doe eyes. "But I don't mind... What I'm only worried about is what's happening to them, I know they love me. Just the thought of... Yeah...."

Jaemin hums, listening to every word Jeno is saying as he vents. Caressing the younger boy's sides while caressing his hair, leaving kisses here and there.

When Jeno fell silent, either done with his ranting or is taking a moment, Jaemin takes this as his time to somewhat relieve Jeno's stress.

One kiss on his jaw has him biting his lower lip gently, teeth on his soft skin as he let's Jaemin do whatever he wants.

He trusts him.

The chapped pair of lips move down to his neck, softly nibbling on the milky white skin until it turns to a well-known certain type of pinkish bruise.

A gasp escapes Jeno's lips unintentionally when Jaemin finds his sweet spot, jolting on the elder boy's lap before he grows stiff for a moment, a little surprised.

Jaemin chuckles softly, lips still occupied with Jeno's neck. Hands also taking part of his ministration by running up and down, moving from Jeno's waist down to his thighs.

Jeno squirms to adjust himself on Jaemin's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck, Jaemin pulls away from his skin and stares at the two pinkish bruises on him.

There's a proud feeling in his gut, a little giddy and prideful, knowing who made those two hickeys on Jeno's neck.

Meeting Jeno's slightly droopy eyes, Jaemin leans in to connect their lips. Flustered when Jeno immediately grants him entrance, parting his lips.

Slender fingers through Jaemin's blond hair, Jeno's grasps on it as if it's the only thing he can hold onto to.

But he knows, even when he isn't, Jaemin is holding him close.

Pulling away later on, both of them were panting, trying to catch their breaths as if they have just ran a marathon.

Jeno soon breathlessly says, "sorry for being emotional and stuff, I probably made you feel annoyed and weirded out..."

Jaemin furrows his eyebrows at his sudden apology, shaking his head in reply. "Why apologize? You didn't do anything wrong, you didn't make me feel any of those."

"Jeno, if you want to tell me something, go ahead. If you want to vent something, I'll be there to listen. If you want to spill your heart out, go ahead. I'll–"

"I like you."

The silence that took over just a second after Jeno's words was so strong and deafening.

It hurts their ears, makes their heart beating fast, their minds running with a million thoughts.

One anxious, the other stunned.

As Jeno looks away, the nervousness in him growing even more, he was about to say or do something else that could clear the atmosphere again.

But when Jaemin felt the hands on him slowly slip off, he unconsciously pulls Jeno closer. Wide dark brown orbs meet his, and Jaemin can see right through Jeno this time.

"I like you too." He says, feeling Jeno tense up, probably unsure and shocked all at the same time.

"I know it's hard to believe. But I'm not saying this because of anything else other than, I genuinely developed romantic feelings for you Jeno."

The brunet boy blinks, processing things before he flashes that pretty smile of his, a shy one that Jaemin once thought it never existed in Lee Jeno.

"I... Don't know what to say," Jaemin bites his lower lip, gulping nervously as well. But he sighs in relief when Jeno continues.

"But I trust you." Jeno breathlessly giggles.

"Can I court you?" Jaemin asks, anticipating quietly.

The brunet boy smirks mischievously, "show me your charms, Na Jaemin." He says before leaning in, noses touching as he giggles again.