"Jeno, where are you?"

"I'm on my way, mother." Jeno replied briefly at his mom in their phonecall.

A sigh was heard from the other line, "you're gonna be late, the guests are already here early."

"Then please apologize on my behalf, Jisung had a small tantrum for waking up this early. I sure do hope my dear fiancè will understand since, I don't know? He'll be a parent too." Jeno boldly said, highlighting the words with much sarcasm.

"Jeno, we talked about this last night."

"3 minutes, mother, see you there." He sweetly said before ending the call abruptly.

A small chuckle was heard from the driver's seat. "Wow, you must be still upset at your mom right now, huh? Since you've called her as 'mother' instead of 'mom' which is more formal."

Jeno shrugged as the driver glances at the rear view mirror to see him, "good observation, hyung. Well done." He forces a smile with his hands on his lap while Jisung was beside him immersed with his toy dinosaur.

As they finally arrived at the small restaurant his mother had told him about where their so-called 'breakfast date' will be held at, the driver turns to him as one of the security guards opened the door for them.

"I'm not going to judge you of what you feel about this... Arrangement," hesitating to find the right word. "But I truly hope for you the best, Jeno-ssi." He smiles at the said boy.

"Thanks." Was the only response Jeno could mumble out before getting out of the car with Jisung holding his hand while the other one was occupied holding onto the toy dinosaur.

They head in the restaurant as they met up the small group of people, his shoulders tensing by just the sight of his (arranged) so-called fiancè.

"Good morning, everyone. I apologize for being slightly late with today's planned meeting, being a parent is hard, y'know?" He smiles sweetly, cheeks hurting from being forced out.

"Nonsense, it's no problem at all, Jeno-ssi. We understand, you're not even that late anyway," Mrs. Na laughed wholeheartedly before she glances at the little boy holding Jeno's hand. "Oh hello sweetie, what's your name?"

Jisung looks up at his papa with a look of asking for permission to answer the stranger in front of him, smiling sweetly as she looks at him.

Jeno nodded at him encouragingly before he smiles, he turns back to the stranger and replies. "I'm Lee Jisung, papa's superhero!" He smiles in glee.

Jeno couldn't help but smile softly, squeezing Jisung's small hand in his as Mrs. Na grins at them. "How adorable!"

"Now now everyone, let's give Jaemin and Jeno some quality time together starting today. I bet we're all hungry."  Mr. Lee rubs his stomach to emphasize his words.

Mrs. Lee rolled her eyes at her husband, "don't embarrass us, dear. Especially the kids." They all chuckled at that as Mr. Lee only pouts.

Jeno sighs when Mrs. Lee gives him a look with her eyebrows up as she glances at Jisung, he clicks his tongue before kneeling down to meet his son's level.

"Baby, can you eat with granny and grandpa today, please? Papa has to join having breakfast with Mr. Jaemin, alone." The name sounded bitter as it escaped his mouth.

Jisung nodded before tilting his head, "who's Mr. Jaemin, papa? Do I know him?" He glances at the other stranger who had been staring at them quietly since they've arrived.

Pursing his lips, Jeno forces out another smile, he's seriously getting tired of this already. And it's still 7 in the morning. "We'll talk about it later, sweetie, okay? But for now, go ahead and join your grandparents, remember to tell me if anything is wrong."

He kisses Jisung's nose with the little boy giggling, kissing him on the cheek in return before heading off to join the table his grandparents were at.

"So..." A deep husky voice spoke up behind him, drawling the vowel while Jeno stood up and rolled his eyes.

"Let's get this over with." He muttered before passing Jaemin, bumping their shoulders unintentionally and heading to the other table near the adults', ignoring the eyes of said adults.

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"We haven't really had a proper conversation."

"So?"

"It's been an hour, we're finished eating and the main goal of this breakfast date was to bond with each other." Jaemin stated.

Scoffing, Jeno just wipes his mouth with a napkin, "must be tough." He shrugged.

Slightly annoyed with the younger's behavior, Jaemin restrains himself and decided to keep cool with it. "So, was the food good?"

Humming in reply, Jaemin chose to keep the conversation going, if there even was one in the first place. "How old is Jisung?"

"He's four." The younger said curtly.

Well, atleast he replied with words this time. "Oh, he's going to kindergarten soon, huh?"

"Well of course he is, what did you think he'll be entering? Highschool?"

Okay, he can adjust to Jeno's behavior. He just needs to shrug it off. "When's his birthday?"

"In a few weeks. You should know that since you're going to be a parent soon, well, atleast from what I thought." Jeno sassed.

"What do you mean by that?" Jaemin asked, knitted eyebrows as he stares at the younger sitting across from him.

Taking a sip of his drink, "nothin'." Jeno muttered before clearing his throat.

Shaking his head off from Jeno's words, Jaemin sighed. "Did your parents tell you about the condominium we'll be living in soon?" He asked.

He can deal with Jeno's behavior. Yes.

"Unfortunately, yes, they did. And just so you know, I had gave zero consent with anything this arrangement involves with in my son and I's life."

Maybe.

Okay, maybe he can. He just really needs to work with it. Like his parents had said, 'it's a working progress.'

But really still doesn't know why Jeno is behaving like this to him, he guesses it's not just about being forced to marry someone since the boy was being extra with his behavior. Or maybe it is? He really doesn't know.

"Well, did they tell you we'll be moving in today?"

Jeno choked on his drink as Jaemin began to panic, he didn't mean to cause his fiancè in a near death situation!

He scrambles to get a tissue, Jeno waving it off before getting some for himself, "I– ehem– can get it for my– ehem– myself." He coughs.

He wipes his mouth with the tissue, again, as he eyes Jaemin with some irritation in his eyes.

"Jeno, sweetheart? Are you okay? Jaemin, what happened?" As if on cue, Mrs. Lee asks them from their table nearby, seeing her son choking loudly while Jaemin was panicking.

Huffing, Jeno once again for the hundredth time, smiles fakely at his so-called fiancè. "Excuse me." He lifts up one finger before pushing himself out of his seat.

Eyeing his mother as Jisung was thankfully busy with the ice cream sundae he got, ordered by Mr. Lee, and beckons his mother with his head gesturing outside the restaurant.

"A word, please, mother." He words out before heading out first, Mrs. Lee sighing and excusing herself as she follows her son out the place to have a talk with him.