"Oh my goodness," was the first thing Mrs. Lee mumbles after she lets out a gasp. She stares at her son in front of her, wearing a suit fit for his body while said boy was scanning himself on the cheval mirror.

"Is this okay, mom? Mom?" Jeno furrowed his eyebrows when he turns around to see his mother with teary eyes, covering her mouth with her palms as she just stared at him.

"Mom, why are you crying?" He asks in worry. Does he look that bad to the point his mother started to cry? He doesn't know.

Mrs. Lee walks up to him and held his shoulders, squeezing them tightly and smiles. "You're so beautiful, honey. I just can't believe you're getting married next week." She said.

Jeno's lips twitched into a soft smile, hugging his mother tightly in his arms as he whispers, "I know, I can't believe it either."

"I love you, baby," Mrs. Lee whispers and sniffles, signaling Jeno that she's already crying softly.

Rubbing her back to calm her down, Jeno whispers back. "I love you too, mom."

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"Jaemin, you look so handsome my boy!" Mrs. Na cries and runs up to her said son.

Unlike Jeno, Jaemin chuckles and gently pushes his mom away from his chest to wipe the tears off her face. "I'm guessing the suit is good enough." He hums.

"Oh definitely, the suit is a hundred percent amazing." Mrs. Na plays along while hiccuping a little yet still manages to laugh with her son.

"But seriously, Jaemin. You look amazing, Jeno's going to run through the wedding aisle for you instead of walking." She jokes as she runs her hands on Jaemin's suit, smoothening the material as she spoke.

"That might be a good thing." Jaemin grins to himself and imagines his fiancè running up to him through the wedding aisle as everyone is just watching them.

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"How was suit shopping? Did you find a good one to make me run through the aisle for you?" Jeno asks as they arrived at a small restaurant to feed their empty stomachs.

The elder boy across the table snickers, "I think my mom's a psychic." He mumbles.

"What was that?" Jeno raises a brow as he perches his head up to look at his fiancè instead of the menu in front of him.

Shaking his head off to dismiss it, Jaemin shrugs and waves a waiter nearby to write down their order. "Nothing, but I think I do. So get ready, sweetheart." He smirks.

Huffing, Jeno ducks his head back down to try to hide his blushing face as the waiter walks up to them, taking down their orders whilst Jeno was avoiding eye contact.

Jaemin could only laugh quietly at his fiancè and hands out their menus back to the waiter, "adorable," he mumbles out loud purposely which earned him a weak glare from Jeno.

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"Sweetheart?" Jaemin calls as he enters the bedroom, looking for Jeno who was sitting on the single chair near the window, trying to focus on the book he was reading.

"Hmm?" Jeno hums and glances up at him but quickly looks back down again.

"Can we continue the topic we had this morning? Jisung's with your dad, right?" Jaemin asks, walking over to the younger boy.

Sighing, Jeno drops down his book and not minding on which page he had left on to as the papers all flipped through randomly.

Standing up, he wraps his arms around Jaemin's neck and smiles, "hubby, there's literally nothing wrong about the wedding next week."

"Yeah, but your rea–"

"I was just really shocked since I didn't notice how near it's getting, besides that, I'm just so nervous and happy. You know?" He said tilting his head in instinct.

Placing his hands on Jeno's hips, Jaemin circles his thumbs on them gently but still manages to send some shocks through Jeno's body.

"Alright, but are you sure that's it?"

Pursing his lips, Jeno lets out a breath like he was holding onto it for a while. "I'm still scared..."

"Oh sweetheart," Jaemin frowns and pulls the boy closer to him, kissing the spot behind his ear while Jeno nuzzles his face into his broad chest.

"I'm sorry," the younger boy murmurs. "I'm trying not to... But just the thought about... That is just–"

"Shh, no need to talk more about it okay? I understand, and I'm here for you, baby. So it's alright, don't apologize for it." Jaemin shushes him gently and rubs his lower back.

Nodding, Jeno listens and doesn't say more, keeping quiet as they stood there hugging each other.

Even though the nonstop insecurities are passing through his chaotic and stressed out mind, Jaemin is there with him.

Jaemin is there to hold him, to love him, to care for him, to kiss him, to hug him, but what Jeno really hopes for is for Jaemin to be there for him always.

Despite what his mind is telling him, Jeno lets himself get distracted by Jaemin's attention, the elder boy holding him in his arms like he doesn't want to let go.

That's what Jeno is hoping for.

For Jaemin to not let go of him, especially when they officially get married next week.

Never again.

Suddenly, a thought came up to Jeno's mind and makes him pull his face away from Jaemin's chest, already missing the warmth and comfort he was in.

"Hubby?"

"Yes, sweetheart?" Jaemin replies, humming afterwards.

"If you don't mind me asking..." Looking down to face Jeno, Jaemin nods at him as a signal for him to continue.

"What did my parents say about... Us owing you guys? Y'know, the reason we're getting married in the first place?" Jeno asks hesitantly, not knowing if this is the right moment.

But Jaemin luckily understands, it definitely is the right moment since they're both alone as of now and not busy.

He gave off a small smile, "Jeno, sweetheart, just so you know, even if you guys didn't owe us anything. I'm sure we're bound to get married." He then quickly smirks.

Rolling his eyes at Jaemin's cheesy words, Jeno looks away. "Shut up, just tell me." He muttered.

Chuckling, Jaemin clears his throat and softens. "Were you aware of your family business almost ending or going downhill?" He asks almost in pity.

Nodding a little, Jeno waits for Jaemin to continue. "I did, but I didn't pester mom and dad about it, especially since I was already 6 months pregnant with Jisung." He murmurs.

Sighing deeply, the elder boy continues. "Don't think about it negatively okay? But what happened was that our dads met in a small business party, my dad heard about what happened and well– we saved your family business as much as we could offer."

"We told your parents they don't have to owe us anything, but I guess your mom was really persistent on it, saying we basically saved your growing family." He adds.

Humming, the younger boy could imagine his parents in the situation and he can't really blame his mom– well at first he did, but that was because he didn't knew and he was grudging on someone.

However, he understands why Mrs. Lee was doing it, she was too thankful for the Na Family's help, Jeno was pregnant with Jisung after all. And Jeno also guesses his mother knew who to trust in the business industry.

Fortunately for him, some of those are the Na's.

"Wait... Did you know about me at that time?" Jeno raised a brow at him.

Smiling sheepishly, Jaemin nods at his words which made him gasp. "Well, a little. Your dad only said he had a son who went to the same highschool as me. Didn't fully know it was you."

"Jaemin!" Jeno fakes his anger as he smacks his broad chest which earned a small grunt. He then breaks out of his acting and giggles. "You're such a dork."

"Hey! You're getting married with said dork next week."

"Oh don't even remind me, hubby." Jeno fakes a whine before being lifted off the ground as Jaemin spins them around in circles, their laughter echoing through the condominium.