𖡗 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏

"mom? What are you doing here?" Jeno asked when he opened the door while rubbing his eye as he yawned.

"Do we have an errand to go to and I forgot again?" He then widened his eyes with a small gasp. "Wait let me go change–"

"Actually no, we're going ring shopping in two days. But that's not the reason I came here." Mrs. Lee cuts him off as he raised a brow at her.

He was having a good sleep, and all of a sudden his phone kept ringing which disturbed him, obviously. He then heard a few rings of the doorbell and checked his device first.

He first saw missed calls from his mother, which he was about to call back before getting up reluctantly when the ringing of the doorbell won't shut up.

He doesn't want to disturb Jisung's sleep after all– and Jaemin could suffer I guess.

"I just came here to tell you that you and Jaemin will be going to have a dinner date with your cousin and Hoshi, tonight." She said with a smile.

Scoffing, Jeno shook his head. "And why didn't you or Woozi hyung just called me?" He was too tired for this, and it was definitely too early in the morning to be woken up like this.

Mrs. Lee shrugs, "I just wanted to see my baby, is that a problem?" She asked with a tone, which made Jeno can't help but roll his eyes.

"And what about the Woozi part?"

"He broke his phone after he tried to throw it at Hoshi when they were arguing." His mother sighed and pinched the middle area between her eyebrows.

Snorting, Jeno was about to ask his mother for breakfast before a voice joins them.

"Oh, hi mom, good morning." A deep hoarse voice said behind Jeno while the boy silently groans in his place.

Mrs. Lee's face lights up, "Jaemin-ah! Good morning, how are you?" She immediately greets back enthusiastically.

Jeno badly wants to excuse himself and go back in his room, or take a bubble bath instead to get ready and make breakfast.

But he can't, because his mother is giving him that face and he doesn't want to argue with her right now.

He flinched when he was cut out of his stupor by Jaemin's figure suddenly walking towards them and taking a halt beside him.

As much as he hates it, their distance was too close for his empty stomach and currently sleepy brain to function properly. So he couldn't really react to it.

"I'm good, mom. Jeno's been a good wife already, even though the wedding is in like a week or so– he's amazing." Jaemin said with a small wink as he draped an arm around Jeno's shoulders.

Mrs. Lee seems to be satisfied with his words when she gave a nod and a hum, obviously ignoring her grumpy son. "Well, I already told Jeno what I came here for, you can ask him." She said.

"Oh, are you not joining us for breakfast?" Jaemin asked while reaching his hand to ruffle his messy bed hair.

Jeno took a glance at him and had the urge to reach his fingers onto Jaemin's strands of hair.

Ugly ass dry hair. He likes to correct himself, please excuse him he just woke up.

He saw Jaemin looking at him from the corner of his eye before his lips slowly turned into a grin. He blushes and looks away feeling like he got caught.

"Sorry boys, but us adults are meeting up to start making plans for your big day. Mrs. Na and I are mostly excited for the decorating part. Trust us, you both will love it." Mrs. Lee spoke while clasping her hands together.

Jaemin smiles and nods understandingly, "don't worry, we trust you, mom. But will you join us next time then?" He asks politely.

Reaching her hand to rub Jaemin's shoulder, Mrs. Lee nods and turns to Jeno. "Now I know you'll start worrying about Jisung for tonight, don't worry about that too, I already called Karina and she said yes."

Jeno didn't even know he was giving that look the whole time, but he guesses his mother knows him too well. And Jaemin is about to as well.

He visibly relaxes, even in Jaemin's hold. And the elder couldn't help but bite back a smile from three things.

He likes having Jeno in his arms.

He doesn't want to ruin the current moment in front of his eyes because the younger looks like he belongs there (even though Jeno would say otherwise.)

And finally, he thinks Jeno looks cute like this. Especially being all protective over Jisung, Jaemin just finds something about how the younger acts over their– his son, endearing.

"Well, I'll leave now. I still have to help your father with a few paperwork before we can head off." Mrs. Lee said as she leaves a kiss on her son's forehead and on Jaemin's cheek.

She waves them goodbye before the two familiar guards from the day they got here, escorts her back to the van outside.

Jeno closes the door and walked pass Jaemin to head towards Jisung's bedroom and wake him up.

He then gets stopped by a hand grabbing his wrist, he clicks his tongue and wants to slap himself when he felt his cheeks heating up by the contact.

"What?" He turns back to look at his supposed-fiancè with a brow raised, almost as if he was asking Jaemin to test him this early in the morning.

"Why did your mom come here? What did I miss?" The elder asked anyway, brushing off the tone Jeno gave him.

Sighing deeply, Jeno replied. "She said we're going on a dinner date with my cousin and his husband tonight." He then points an accusing finger at him, "now don't even try to embarrass me later."

Chuckling, Jaemin releases his hold on Jeno's wrist and held his hands up in surrender. "Wife's orders." He sneered.

With a huff, Jeno makes a move to turn back around before Jaemin stops him again. "Wait," he calls out which earned an irritated groan. "I'll wake Jisung up, you can start making breakfast while at it to make it easier." He reasons.

He was kinda expecting for Jeno to flat out refuse his offers again, like what he usually does.

But instead gets startled a little on what he got as a reply.

The younger glares at him before pursing his lips, "wake him up gently. If he doesn't get up, carry him out to the kitchen. If you do anything–"

"I won't, trust me, I won't do anything bad. He's my son too, Jeno." Jaemin said and bit his lip after he said that.

He knew by saying that, it would tick Jeno off in the wrong way since it was still a sour topic of theirs. Especially at this early in the morning.

So he pursed his lips when the younger gave a small nod, "...I know..." He mumbled and slowly turns to walk towards the kitchen without further words being said.

Jaemin sighs before thinking he could still make it up, he just needs to wake Jisung up first.

Despite by how Jeno acted this morning– well every morning or something, you get the point.

Jaemin likes to believe the younger isn't a morning person.

Thus, he's bound to change that and brighten up Jeno's upcoming days, starting today.

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