Jaemin usually doesn't like going to church. He doesn't hate God or anything, it's just that he doesn't like attending a mass.

He prefers to just relax at home or go hangout with friends rather than sitting inside the church and listen to the same words for an hour straight as if he'd actually obey to the words and be religious or be a child of God.

Jaemin attends a church mass rarely, if he feels like it. But when he doesn't, He's at home or going out to be free or something.

Some of his friends are like him, well except for Mark. Damn Mark Lee is a holy man and pure soul in front of strangers and his mother's eyes. But the kid is an annoying idiot in front of his friends.

Last month, they had to take the blame for Mark and Renjun having sex in his house as his mother went home early.

They said a few lies which were about that it was actually the neighbors and Donghyuck just dropped his book on his foot to which the latter acted like his foot was injured.

Mark's mother bought it and just made them snacks, also gave Donghyuck an ice pack and pain relieving cream.

Now, Mark may not be a pure soul like his friends knows he is. But he is indeed a momma's boy.

Hence to why Jaemin threw his masturbation cup at him with a groan, "you fucking asshole, I was so damn close," he yells as Mark grimaced in disgust and kicked the toy away.

"Keep your voice down, my mom is downstairs," he hissed as Jaemin zipped up his pants and took the cup before sitting back down.

"Get dressed, we're going to church today," Mark said as he flopped down on Jaemin's beanbag.

The brown haired boy glared, "I'm not going," he refused and laid down grabbing his laptop to pause the video he was watching.

Mark sighed, "listen dude, you have no choice but to go with us," he said making Jaemin scoff, "my mom hasn't seen you joining us for a church mass since she went on a business trip."

Jaemin ignored him and kept scrolling through his laptop, "She really wants you to come, c'mon Jaem, just for today. An hour in the church with us and after that, I can just excuse you next Sunday."

Mark pleaded as he looked at his friend. Jaemin bit his lip and closed his laptop, "fine, just for today and I'm out next Sunday," he said as the older smiled in relief.

"Thanks Jaem! My mom would be so happy," he said as he stood up and patted Jaemin's back, "remember to dress appropriately," he reminds making Jaemin chuckle.

"Whatever Mark, such a momma's boy, you pussy," he remarks and went over to grab some appropriate clothes for a church mass.

Mark rolled his eyes, "shut the fuck up Na," he mutters as he heads over to the door, "don't take too long dumbass, my mom likes to be early," he said and went downstairs.

Jaemin mocks him silently and went to the bathroom to change, not before finishing his business.

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Jaemin heads downstairs and greets Mark's mother who happily hugged him. They get inside the car as Jaemin sulks on his seat while Mark nudged him.

It was still pretty early, well for Jaemin that is. It was 6 am and he wasn't a morning person, obviously by the fact that not only was he going to church early in the morning but also by the fact that he was disturbed made him grumpy.

When they arrived at church, Jaemin ruffles his hair and looks around to see not much people have arrived yet. Mark had to drag him by the arm as they followed the boy's mother around.

Mrs. Lee was talking to a few of her friends while the two boys just stood there waiting. Mark had kept Jaemin by his side knowing his friend would probably run back home.

Jaemin looked around and saw a boy with beautiful curly brown hair wearing a casual all white outfit from head to toe.

The boy was pretty, he had soft cheekbones, soft milky white skin, plump lips and paired with the most beautiful brown eyes Jaemin has ever seen.

From where Jaemin stood, which he was just a few steps away from the pretty boy, he could see two moles on the boy's face. One under his eye or high cheekbones and another near his jaw or just a bit lower from the other.

Jaemin's breath hitched when the pretty boy suddenly smiled widely as the old lady said something. Holy shit, He's not a pretty boy, He's a beautiful boy.

When Jaemin thought that was that, the boy helped the old lady walk towards on one of the bench, possibly her usual seat as he talked to her while holding her gently.

Shit, the boy is kind too. Jaemin must've stared too long because Mark jabbed his ribs making him groan, "what the fuck?" He whispered with a tone at the older.

Mark rolled his eyes and grabbed his arm as they head to one of the benches with Mark's mom in front of them. They sat down as the mass began making Jaemin almost forget about the beautiful and kind boy. Almost.

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Jaemin jolted up on his seat when he heard people starting to talk normally instead of talking in sync with the priest. He was almost dozing off every few minutes and Mark had to either kick him or nudge him.

He looks up and saw Mark waiting for him, he stands up and stretches before heading towards his friend. Mrs. Lee was catching up with her friends again so the two boys waited outside.

People were talking as they headed out while Jaemin was on his phone and Mark was at the bathroom, suddenly someone yelped and clashed onto Jaemin as the boy dropped his phone.

Jaemin looked down and widened his eyes at the sight of who's small body he was holding, It was the beautiful and kind boy. "Sorry," the boy said with his voice soft and his cheeks turning pink in embarrassment.

Shit, He's not a beautiful and kind boy. He was a fucking angel.

And Jaemin thought Mark was kidding about these creatures.