I have a small headache right now, so please excuse me because I can't focus lmao.

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Waking Jisung up was slightly harder than Jaemin had thought it would be.

The little boy seems to be used to waking up by his papa's smooth voice who showers him with his love and kisses. Not by Jaemin's low voice, the man hesitating to shake his small body under the covers.

Thus, Jisung woke up in fright and had hit him with his toy dinosaur. The pointy tail almost poking his eye at that.

"Sorry, Mr. Jaemin!" Jisung had apologized after he realized who the man was that disturbed him in his slumber.

Jaemin reassured him it was all fine and told him that he should get ready so they could meet up with Jeno in the kitchen.

He of course helped Jisung with the getting ready part, the little boy was hesitant with almost everything since it was Jaemin helping him and not Jeno.

After they finished, Jaemin held Jisung's hand and leads them towards the kitchen where Jeno was cutting some ingredients.

"Papa!" Jisung calls out, getting the man's attention who beams at him when he turned around to see his little boy running up to him with open arms.

Jeno places the knife down and crouches a little bit to pick his baby up and kisses his forehead. "Wow, look at you, you've already freshened up." He comments.

Jisung nodded and tucked his face into Jeno's neck, "Mr. Jaemin woke me up and told me to," he said with his lips brushing against the man's skin.

Jeno raised a brow at a smiling Jaemin, blinking at him as he turns back to Jisung and slowly places him back down on the ground.

"Well, that's great baby. How about you go to the living room and watch something while I make breakfast, okay?" He pecks Jisung's crown as the little boy smiles and runs off.

He goes back to continue cutting up some ingredients while not hearing Jaemin walking over to him.

"What are you making?" The elder asks behind his shoulder which resulted him to flinch at the low voice near his ear.

He shuts his eyes as he grunts and turns to glare at the elder who held his hands up in surrender. "Don't do that." He muttered.

"Do what?" Jaemin decides to play dumb at him. He's not oblivious, he's noticed the effect his low voice has towards his supposed-fiancè.

"Whatever." Jeno huffs and ignores him again, which he instantly regretted when he felt Jaemin's hand slithering up to his hip like a snake.

"Can you not–"

"What are you making, sweetheart?" Jaemin whispers a little and nuzzles his nose on Jeno's cheek.

The younger froze before groaning, trying to move away from Jaemin's hold on his hip which he badly wants to hate and control the butterflies in his stomach.

Biting his lip, Jeno was getting frustrated at himself and at Jaemin. Why can't he get ahold of himself?

(A/N: author's current situation. And almost like– with every crush, who are assholes, she has lmao.)

"I'm making fruit salad for me and some vegetables for you two." He replied anyway, hoping that Jaemin would finally shut up.

But no, the elder didn't want to. "That's very healthy," he comments with glee.

"Yeah, so don't be picky." Jeno retorts as he checks the vegetable soup he has going on the stove.

"I won't, because I know my lovely wifey will make it yummy." Jaemin chuckles as he spoke. His words were a little funny, okay?

Jeno's face started to turn pink before he covers it with a loud scoff, "well I'll try not to make it yucky and poison my hubby."

He instantly regretted that when the words just left his mouth without him realizing.

The elder blinks at him before he slowly grins knowingly, "say that again." He demands.

"What the hell, no." Jeno refuses and turns his face away from Jaemin's view, but the elder knows his face is almost beetroot red.

He slowly inches closer to the younger since the boy was now facing him, their faces a bit too close for Jeno's sanity to hold on properly. "Jeno, say–"

"Papa! I'm hungry~" Jisung's whine interrupted them as it came from the living room, despite with the loud volume of the television, he still manages for his voice to be heard.

Kid things.

Jeno backs off by pushing Jaemin's chest away from him, the elder grunting at the action. "Few more minutes Jisungie~ wait okay?" He answers with his voice cracking.

"Okay!" Jisung replied as he went back to focus on watching his favorite show, which was Jungle Junction.

(A/N: istg I miss that damn show.)

Jeno was thinking Jaemin would back off now since he still needs to make breakfast, and not to mention very much starving.

But the elder still didn't want to back down, he can't just let that slip up slide when Jeno would probably never say it again for a long time or so.

Besides, they're sort of alone– Jisung being entertained in the other room and could not hear them from the loud noises on the television. It's the perfect moment.

So, without further thinking, Jaemin moves closer again invading Jeno's space than he already was.

"Jaemin, leav–"

Jeno gets cut offed by the elder sternly grabbing his chin with his long fingers, his breath hitches when he looks up to meet Jaemin's gaze.

"Say it again sweetheart," the elder repeats.

He doesn't get any response from Jeno. So he spoke up again, "it's either that, or you have to give me a kiss." He smirks mischievously.

Hey, he can't help it. Firstly, he thinks about going all sweet and soft towards the younger on this marriage process and stuff.

But right as Jeno tries to push him away and being all... Bitchy towards him, he pushes plan A away and turns to plan B.

Which is giving Jeno a little bit of teasing so the younger would explode. But Jaemin's there to calm him down anyway. Well– in a more annoying manner for Jeno's perspective.

"Excuse me?" Jeno blurts out flabbergasted.

"You heard me. Right here," Jaemin said as he pointed at his lips with his free hand, making a smooch noise for exaggeration.

Jeno scrunched his nose, not knowing that Jaemin was biting back a smile because he found it cute. "Ew, you're being delusional."

"And you're being in denial," Jaemin remarks with a confident smile. "Come on sweetheart. Just one kiss or you can repeat on what you previously said, choice is up to you."

He scans Jeno's pink face, the boy was pursing his lips as he huffs. "Fine," he mumbled.

Jaemin grins as he awaits for Jeno to say or do something, the younger shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"I'll try not to poison you, hubby."

Jeno still had his eyes closed, freezing on his spot when he felt Jaemin's lips on his forehead.

"Thank you, sweetheart."