Jaemin was used to being alone.
All of his friends got their other half.
But there he was, all alone.
He just wanted someone to hold hands with, someone to hug, someone to care for.
He thought he would never get someone like that.
Until the Lee...
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"𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝖾?" . . .
That afternoon, Jaemin realized that Jeno wasn't mean, nor scary.
He was just a boy who didn't know how to express himself.
Two days later, Saturday evening
"He gave me his number..." Jaemin talked to himself, while he was laying on his bed.
"Why am i talking like a lovesick teenage girl?" He groaned, hitting himself with a pillow.
"Nana, don't harass yourself with a pillow. Dress nicely, guests are coming over." Mommy Na opened the door to her sons room, informing him.
"Gasp! And you tell me that only now?!" Jaemin stood up, running to his clothes.
"Who's coming?" The pink haired questioned to his mom, who was leaning against the doorframe.
"My best friend! They finally came back to Korea. You might know their son, he stayed here" she happily clapped, before going down once again to finish up the cooking.
"Huh alright" Jaemin decided to go simple, just a pair of jeans and a hoodie.
That meant 'nicely' for him.
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"Nana! Go open the door!" Mommy Na shouted from the kitchen.
Her son complied, putting his phone into his pockets before standing up and going to open the door.
"Oh my god! Jaemin! You probably don't remember me, the last time I saw you you were this small" the young looking woman cried, showing him that he was tall up to her knees.
She hugged him, and being the polite boy he is, he hugged back.
"Oh eunha, I missed you so much" his mother came up to them, pushing Jaemin away, who just scoffed.
"I missed you more dayoung"
They moved a bit, showing him full view of who was still standing at the door.
"Jeno?"
"Hi Jaemin"
This was going to be a hell of a dinner.
"You know each other?" Mrs. Lee asked.
The two fathers were already talking in the kitchen.
"Yeah, we're in the same class" Jeno softly smiled, and Jaemin thought he was gonna get a heart attack.
Seriously, what the hell?
"Why don't you go and talk upstairs then, me and eunha have to talk about woman stuff" mommy na shooed them away, so Jaemin brought the older to his room.
"You knew?" The younger questioned, closing the door behind him.
He told Jeno to sit down on his bed, sitting down right next to him.
"She said Na Dayoung, and that her son is someone from my class, you're the only one with Na as their surname, so I figured I'd be you" the raven haired explained.
"Alright"
"I didn't expect your room to look like this" Jeno commented, looking around.
"Excuse me??" Jaemin faked to be offended, a hand on his heart.
He quickly noticed that he put his hand on his right side, changing it directly.
"I expected it to be messy and pink"
"Stereotypes, I'm a very organized person, thank you very much!" Jaemin jokingly pushed jeno.
"Boys, dinners ready!" The two of them went downstairs, sitting down next to each other at the table.
The adults were conversing about some business stuff, so the two boys were just silently eating their food.
"Jeno, you're a handsome young man, do you have a girlfriend already?" Jaemin's father asked, and that was something that peeked his interest.
Mr. Na realized his mistake, quickly correcting himself,
"Girlfriend or boyfriend" Jaemin's eyes widened, he was happy to see that his father was so accepting to his own way of being.
"I don't have one" Jeno stated, cleaning his mouth with a tissue.
He's polite, clean, and nice.
Is there something this man can't do?
Jaemin wondered, quickly snapping out of it when he heard his name being mentioned.
"Jaemin here doesn't have a boyfriend either, he always complains to me on how he always has to third wheel between his friends" mommy na smirked, pinching jaemins cheek.
"Mom!"
What he heard next was something that shocked him.
Jeno genuinely chuckled.
His eyes turning into crescents.
Right in that moment, Jaemin promised himself to make Jeno smile as much as he could.
