Later on, in that very same day, Yeonjun and Jaemin went back to the house since the only reason they went to the company was to submit the chosen designs anyway. And so here they were, parking the car inside the garage with Jaemin looking like he's planning something that means no good for Yeonjun.

The car came to a stop and Yeonjun hurriedly opened the car door to get out. He was thinking that the sooner he leaves, the faster he'll escape from Jaemin's roguish mind.

Yeonjun's already opening the black sliding door to get inside the house when he heard Jaemin's dreading footsteps coming near him. He agitatedly pushed the door wide open and step inside, turned around and raised both his hands in front of him like he's trying to defend himself from whatever dark force there is.

And on this case, it was Na Jaemin.

"No! Stop! Whatever you're planning, don't you dare do it!" Yeonjun warned.

Jaemin stood there with a blank face.

He blinks once, then again, and then again and then he sighed oh-so-dramatically. The secretary then put his right hand over his chest like he was deeply wounded while Yeonjun watched him with baffled yet cautious eyes. "Okay, ouch. I'm not planning anything. Stop acting like I'm a globally wanted psychopath."

"At this point, I'm not very sure."

"Not my problem."

With that, Jaemin made his way inside, passing by Yeonjun who still doesn't look convinced.

Soon, the male also follows.

But then he remembers something that made his eyes widen before he sprinted forward to get ahead of Jaemin, who looks really shocked that a wild Yeonjun suddenly came in his line of vision when he was just peacefully walking pretending that he was on a runaway.

But whatever, he shakes it off. The guy probably just has to use the bathroom real quick.

Meanwhile, Yeonjun is in a hurry because he almost forgot that it's Soobin's day off work and the giant's most likely casually chilling somewhere in the house, with his glasses on and a book on hand as he drinks on his coffee, looking like the most attractive man on earth.

And since it's his day off, he must be wearing comfortable clothes which could only mean that he isn't wearing anything that could cover his—

"Choi Soobin!"

Yeonjun's yelling startled the raven haired male. He was just enjoying his pretty little time in the den, reading this one good book with the backyard being his calming view. It was quite tranquil, he appreciates it. But then his husband decided to show up and ruin his serene time as he stormed off with a furious red panicking face, which made him look really adorable by the way, but Soobin felt like he's in danger.

Wait—did he do something?

"Soobin," Yeonjun called out again once he's in front of the younger who looks up at him from his seat.

The action made Yeonjun blush because it gave him the access to freely sight those—those dark purple blotches decorating the skin of Soobin's neck. And with him looking like an innocent puppy with his glasses and all, it was too much for Yeonjun to handle since his looks fully contrast those marks just above his collar bone.

Yeonjun felt his face heat up more as he recalls the reason why they're currently present for the world to see.

"Oh my god," Yeonjun bit his lower lip in embarrassment. "Put on a different shirt, please, I—I can't look at them."

Just what on heavenly fuck was he thinking last night?

"You mean these?" Soobin pointed at his neck, it's maddening how he managed to do that so innocently.

And trust this guy, he promises he knows what he's doing.

Yeonjun's just really fun to tease. He gets flustered too easily and Soobin knows how to use that to his own advantage all too well.

"S-stop that!" He swatted Soobin's hand away then tried his best to pull the taller male up. "Just go change!"

"But why? I thought you like them?" Soobin tilted his head to the side. Yeonjun felt like dying.

"Wh-what? No!"

"Not what you said last night." Yeonjun could've sworn he saw Soobin smirk at him as the male caught his wrists to stop him from pulling him.

The two males were lying down together on the bed, still feeling a little too intoxicated from the session they did. Soobin got his arms wrapped around Yeonjun, pulling him closer by the male's waist. He then leaned his head down to face him, examining the masterpiece of a man pressed up against him.

Yeonjun gazed back up on him and Soobin thought that he's the most beautiful being he had ever laid his eyes on.

The taller male found himself pressing a kiss on Yeonjun's forehead and the moment he pulled away, the latter was tracing his fingertips along his jawline and down to his neck. Soobin closed his eyes, taking his time to get enthralled to the feeling of Yeonjun's touch.

However, after quite a little while, the soft touch turned into something different and it felt like his skin was being grazed over and when he fluttered his eyes open, breath knocked out, Yeonjun was smiling up on him.

"Looks good on you."

"Shut up! Why would you bring that up?" Yeonjun blushed at the memory as he repeatedly stabs himself inside his head.

You can't blame him though; he was too caught up in the moment last night. It wasn't his fault. Blame Soobin, he started it.

And wouldn't it be a bit unfair if it was just him who's all marked up?

What the heck, Yeonjun? Are you insane? He scolded himself.

Soobin was about to answer him, perhaps with another witty remark that would cause him to blush. But no, Yeonjun isn't allowing that anymore so he told Soobin off before he could even open his mouth to speak. "Just go and change or else Jaemin would see you and gush about this for who knows how long."

"But what if I want him to see?" Soobin gave Yeonjun a look which couldn't be fathom by the said male if he was being serious or not.

With his face burning for the nth time that day, Yeonjun slapped the younger male on his left shoulder but Soobin wasn't even fazed.

"Oh, maybe you're the one who has to change and let him see tha—"

"Soobin!"

"What? It's a suggestion—that you should really consider by the way."

"I swear if you don't sto—"

"Why did you even hide them? I mean, I left them there for a reas—"

"I was at work! Goodness, what's with you today?" Yeonjun widened his eyes at Soobin in utter bewilderment, his face still scorching red. "And why'd you even make them so," he waves his hands around as if doing that would highlight his point, "—so dark an-and enormous? It looks like I was gnawed on by an animal!"

Soobin shrugged. "You weren't complaining that ti—"

"Go and change or you're sleeping in your room tonight." Yeonjun sternly stated before turning on his heel to walk away.

Hold on—did he just reveal that they sleep together in his room now?

Oh well.

___

Jaemin feels like he's going to fucking suffocate from the awkwardness of the atmosphere.

He keeps thinking what the heck is wrong with these two. They'll be doing something valiant and then they'll act like nothing's going on and proceed to ignore the other's existence?

Just what the fuck goes on inside their heads?

He's working on a laptop inside the living room, casually sipping on his soda every once in a while and occasionally shifting his gaze between the two quiet males.

For once, Jaemin wants to actually do his job properly but these men just have to distract him with their weird dynamics and shit. And with him being on the center of them, doesn't make his situation better at all.

And so, being tired and done with the silence (aside from his typing), he decided to speak up and destroy the stillness. "Okay, how about this; if neither of you wants to talk nor do something to help me, can you please go and stare on a different wall somewhere else? You keep on distracting me, yeah, thanks."

This gained the attention of both males, who turned to look at the secretary in unison and just—blink at him.

With an exasperated groan, Jaemin put down his can of soda and laptop down on the coffee table. "Alright, you guys won. Let's just stare at each other's faces without flinching. I'm giving up."

Thankfully, that helps to bring Yeonjun back into his senses and sheepishly apologized to Jaemin. "Sorry Nana, I was thinking."

They heard a scoff.

Both guys turned their heads to the raven haired man sitting on the sofa on the left.

Yeonjun sighed. "Here we go... again."

"Oh no, don't tell me your husband's still jealous of me? Do I really make people insecure that bad? Am I really that gorgeous? Oh shit, sorry can't help it." Jaemin sported a distraught expression, acting as if he's really guilty and upset.

This earned him a look of judgment from the one and only Yeonjun, himself.

....and a secret one from the male on the left.

"You put the 'na' in 'narcissist'."

The pink haired male ignored him and instead, stood up from his seat to walk over Soobin and took a seat beside him.

All these being watched by Yeonjun who has an amused look on his face. He actually wants to find out what Jaemin has up his sleeves and what reaction he'll get from Soobin.

And so it started, Jaemin pat Soobin on his back—the said male obviously confused. "I shall probably really tell you this now and free you from your extreme wariness of me." He started theatrically, making Soobin frown. "I have a boyfriend, alright? And he's the most precious man in my life and I love him too much to even make a move on your hideous husband—"

"Hey!" Yeonjun protested.

"-or whatever you want to call him. In fact, the love of my life is on his way to pick me up, maybe you should meet him, he's adorable—but I'm warning you, he's mine. Anyway, I'm telling you this so you could stop being jealous for the benefit of us all. Actually no wait, maybe you should continue being jealous so Yeonjun would always get his kis—"

"Okay Jaemin, that's enough." Yeonjun said as he got the secretary off of the couch, grabbing him by his right arm and pulling him up.

"But I'm still talking to him—"

"No, that's enough."

"But—"

"We've talked. I already explained so you can return back to your work now."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Soobin just sat there watching the two exchange remarks as he was too speechless to even mutter a word.

A minute or so later, when Jaemin's finally settled on his previous seat and is looking over emails again, a particular one sent by an awfully familiar address caught his attention.

He was about to point it out when the three of them heard the doorbell ring.

"Are you expecting someone?" Yeonjun asked Soobin who shakes his head no.

"Are you?" He returned the question back to the latter who also shakes his head no.

"Both of you aren't expecting anyone, but I am." Jaemin invited himself in the conversation, not even removing his eyes off the screen. "Perhaps he's already here, I'll go get him."

"It's alright, I'll get it." offered Soobin who has already stood up from the couch, earning a quite surprised look from Jaemin.

"Oh, uhm, yeah sure. Thank you."

And with that, Soobin left through the doorway.

Jaemin turned to his right, "Did you see that? Are we friends now?"

Yeonjun only shrugs. "Who knows?"

"I'll just think that way," Jaemin pouted, "Oh, anyways, someone sent you a rather personal email."

"Personal?"

"Yeah, it isn't business related. It's," the secretary clicked about on the laptop, his eyebrows creasing, "an invite? For a wedding?"

"Huh?"

"Wait—hold on! You know Mark and Hyuck? Since when!?"

Yeonjun's eyes widened in excitement as he beamed from the mention of his friends' names but quickly frowned when he realized Jaemin said it as if he knew them too. "What do you mean? You know them too?"

"Of course! Oh my god! Hyuckie is my boyfriend's cousin!"

Just then, voices having a conversation could be heard in a distance, getting nearer and nearer as seconds pass by.

It made the two boys in the living room puzzled because the only people who could be right there are Soobin and Jaemin's boyfriend, but why does it sound like they know each other and are pretty great friends from the way they're talking?

They don't have to wait so long for an answer though, since the mentioned males were in front of them the next moment.

"You know each other?" Yeonjun and Jaemin asked at the same time, using the same tone of voice and the same gesture of pointing their index fingers alternately from the two males standing ahead of them.

"Yeah," the new-comer was the first to answer. "I'd like to think we're friends."

Yeonjun gaped at the male, still couldn't believe what he was hearing. Jaemin isn't any better though, the dude has his mouth wide open as he looked at his boyfriend with what could be interpreted as an expression of disbelief and betrayal.

"You're friends with this guy's husband and you didn't tell me?" The pink headed asked as he put the laptop aside. He stood up from his seat and walked over towards the two dark haired males. He sent Soobin a look, his eyes travelling down on his shoulders which were occupied by his boyfriend's arm.

If you were wondering about the other guy who goes by name Yeonjun, he's still in his seat, figuring out how the fuck is this crescent eyed boy has his arm casually hanging on his husband's shoulders.

He showed up suddenly and they're instantly friends? What?

Calm thyself Yeonjun, he's Nana's boyfriend. Not a threat. Not a threat.

"Okay, hands off." Jaemin said for the both of them. Yeonjun silently thanked the heavens above for Jaemin's presence.

"In my defense, you didn't tell me you're working for them, so~"

"Unfortunate, I tell you and I still don't know why I was hired out of the blue. I mean, I didn't even submit my applications? I swear, dad's doing everything in his power to make me suf– hold on, that's not the point here mister." Jaemin glared at his boyfriend who sent him a sheepish smile. It melts his heart not gonna lie, but the people in there don't have to know about that.

"How'd you even know him?" he asked his boyfriend.

Yeonjun stayed quiet, although he's also dying to know the story behind.

"First of all babe, I would like to introduce myself properly to this gentleman right here because he actually looks puzzled and I think he's killing me inside his head," Jaemin's boyfriend replied, his hand moving on its own to rest on the pink haired's waist.

Yeonjun wanted to object and deny what's been said but the lad speaks again before he could even start.

"My name's Lee Jeno, Jaemin's boyfriend, and I guess you could say that I'm Soobin's close friend too." The male introduced with his free hand reaching out for a handshake. He has this warm smile plastered on his face, reaching his eyes that turned into a half moon crescents as he does so.

And who's Yeonjun to reject this kind being?

So he accepted his handshake and introduced himself too, of course he was standing up now. It would be a little rude if he stayed seated.

"Alright you're done," Jaemin ushered. "Now tell us about how you two met each other."

The guy called Jeno turned his head into his right to look at Soobin who only shrugged, "He was my classmate on college and his family knew mine so we kinda have to know each other."

"And he always bothered me back then that I had no choice but to give up and talk to him." Soobin added once Jeno's done.

"No I did not."

"Yeah, you did. I think it was because you're no fun and nobody wanted to talk yo—"

"I saved your boring college life, that proves that I'm fun to be with."

"It's the other way around."

"Oh yeah?"

"I'm uncomfortable." Jaemin suddenly muttered, earning the attention of the other three boys. He then blinked rapidly at them once he realized all eyes were on him. "Oh, I said that out loud?"

"Yes you did, babe." Jeno answered him as he tried to steal a kiss on Jaemin but failed when the secretary put his finger on the guy's lips.

A certain someone watched that interaction and secretly feels a little envious. For a second, he imagines himself being that free and affectionate to this another certain someone but guess you don't always get what you want in life.

So he just glanced at that someone and a pout takes over his lips.

'What?' Soobin mouthed as he arched his brow, noticing Yeonjun's expression. The older male only shakes his head nothing in return.

"Wait— if you know each other, how come you didn't recognize Donghyuck that one time? Jaemin said he's Jeno's cousin." Yeonjun recalled what Jaemin told him earlier.

"I think that was the first time I saw him." 

"Hyuckie grew up in Jeju and just moved here in Seoul recently so I believe that's why," Jeno commented but frowned as he realized something. "Wait— does that mean you know him?"

"Dumbo, weren't you listening? Of course they do, wouldn't even mention it if they don't." Jaemin rolled his eyes. "Oh and they're also invited to the wedding."

"Small world we live in, small world." Jeno mumbled under his breath as the four of them processed the newly found information.

"Hey, but can I ask why are you both wearing turtlenecks at home?"

And that's the cue for the atmosphere to turn awkward once again, all thanks to the oblivious guy named Lee Jeno.

~

tbh, idk wtf is this.