"Why don't you bring Jaemin over for dinner again?" Jeno sighs at his mother's words.

She is a kind and open-minded person, Jeno is always thankful for that. However, her suggestion was not the best... Or it's simply just not the right time.

Jaemin has came over to their beloved house and is always been welcomed by Jeno's mother several times now.

Carefully setting up the plates on the dinner table, Jeno gives her a look. "You know why I shouldn't, mom. Not when they're around." He emphasizes in a low whisper.

The middle-aged woman walks over to him with a pout painting her face, a hand resting on his shoulder in a comforting manner as she rubs it gently.

"They would freak out just by looking at his appearance, even more if they get to know him." He mumbles.

"And I mean in a judging and disrespectful way." Biting his inner cheek, he then rests his hands on the top rail of the chair, squeezing the painted wood in his grip.

"I don't want Jaemin to go through their harsh treatment, and possibly ruin things between us. I can invite him over again when they leave."

"I'm sorry, honey." Jeno smiles sadly at his mother's words, getting pulled into her warm arms as he gets a kiss on the cheek.

"It's not your fault, mom." He reassures her, "neither of us expected for them to visit and stay for a while."

Sighing, she combs his hair with her fingers and smiles sweetly trying to lift up the mood. "I'll go call them for dinner so you don't have to."

Jeno is so thankful to have a woman like her as his mother. Still couldn't believe how his grandparents are the complete opposite of their only daughter.

"They're stuck in their time period and are very stubborn to even try understanding other people nowadays." His mother had told him quite often.

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Jeno is so annoyed– no, he is actually mad.

He's been trying to put up with his grandparents this past week, pretending to be unbothered and the same weak and obedient grandson he was.

But he couldn't take it anymore.

His grandma keeps pestering him about his studies, then if he wants to find love, he can only do that afterwards.

Basically, the old lady is controlling his life choices again. Rambling about how awful it would be if he started dating someone before he could even graduate college.

"It isn't her decision, honey. I personally think it would be okay if you started liking someone while still in school. I know you have your priorities and know what your limits are."

"You have the freedom to date someone at this age. After all, you are always with your books." His mother told him, joking a little.

"That's because of their expectations and stuff. It's so tiring, mom." He had replied to her with all honesty.

His mom nodded in understanding, then saying, "She's probably also worried you would get a girl pregnant–"

"Of course she thinks that, they don't know I'm gay. And if I did come out to them, they would think I'm mentally ill."

"You're not, sweetheart."

"I am, because of them. They drive me nuts."

And here he is, totally going nuts as he makes his way to Jaemin's house. When the door opened and he was immediately welcomed in, he couldn't fight back the tears.

Jaemin hugs him tight, leading him to the couch as he tries to figure out why Jeno is crying. Worry visible on his face, rubbing Jeno's shaking back.

After minutes of trying to calm Jeno down, once his breathing becomes less shaky, he starts ranting to Jaemin how he is so frustrated because of his grandparents.

"They won't leave me alone."

"This past week, the reason I could barely hangout with you guys anymore is because of them. They don't know you yet, but I'm sure it'll get worse if they do."

"They barely know the others because I refuse to invite them over at the same time my grandparents are visiting."

"I've been forced to go home early in the meantime they're staying, they watch my every move and make sure I'm doing well."

"Jaem, I'm so tired of them. I can barely breathe around those people, there's too much pressure and–"

Jaemin stops him, kissing his forehead as he listens to Jeno whimpering, probably fighting back another upcoming sob.

"Let's go out somewhere."

Pulling away to look at Jaemin, Jeno raises a brow in confusion. "Beg your pardon?"

Smiling at him innocently, Jaemin frames his cheeks. "Let's head out where we can scream from the top of our lungs instead of staying here crying for hours."

Jeno's face transforms from a look of confusion to a grinning one, "sounds cool."

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When they get to a quiet field, stars painting the dark night sky as the cold wind kisses their faces, Jeno didn't realize he was holding something back until he screams.

He screams, and screams. Wanting to get every last bit of anger out of him, all those bottled up emotions for years being let out freely.

Behind him stood Jaemin, arms crossed as he stares at Jeno. Grinning widely at how free the ravenette boy looked at the moment.

His movements weren't stiff or controlled by his negative thoughts, scolding and reminding himself of how to do the simplest of things.

Jeno ran through the field, chasing some fireflies as he flails his arms around, screaming so loud. He didn't feel ashamed or caged at the moment.

This feels nice.

"Let your anger out, dollface." Jaemin says behind him, more calm down compared to him. "Say what you've been wanting to say."

He encourages Jeno to take this as an opportunity to express his emotions loudly without anyone judging (Jaemin never judges him) while he can.

Because they both know it will be a while until Jeno can do this again.

But what Jaemin didn't expect was for Jeno take a deep breath before screaming at particularly no one in the field.

"FUCK!" Drawling it out, Jaemin was afraid he would lose his voice by tomorrow.

Eyes blown wide, Jaemin couldn't hide the mixture of shock and amusement in him– high-key proud at the ravenette boy if he's being honest.

But then again, none of them could hide their shock if the others were here to witness a side of Lee Jeno being let out.

"Did you just swear?" Lips curling up to a smirk, Jeno turns around to face him looking exhausted yet still having that sense of freedom.

He nods frantically as he pulls Jaemin by the front of his jacket, smiling up at the pink haired boy so confidently despite the distance between them.

Jaemin has his hands on the lower part of Jeno's back, holding him just as close as Jeno is. "What's on your mind, Acorn?"

Pursing his plump lips, Jaemin has to hold himself back from inching closer as Jeno speaks up more calmly now. "I want to do reckless things with you."

"What the hell– I'm hearing things."

Jeno giggles at him and shakes his head, "I want to piss my grandparents off, like skipping class or go out partying. Maybe more."

Did he just cussed again–

"Shit– you just– are you sure?" He's speechless, who wouldn't be? Hell, even Donghyuck would be lost for words if he was in his position.

"Like, Jeno darling, I appreciate how you're opening up more and want to do things your way, but are you thinking straight? You could regret this later."

Jaemin furrows his eyebrows in worry, afraid Jeno would get hurt later and it would be his fault for not taking better care of him.

The ravenette boy snorts, "I trust you, Jaemin. I know you will stop me at some extent if I go over the top."

Jaemin is flattered at that, patting himself on the back for gaining Jeno's trust in him. "What do you want to do first anyway?" Pulling him until their chests are flushed together.

"Kiss you on the lips."

Before Jaemin could react, Jeno closes the gap between them, fingers fumbling with Jaemin's jacket while kissing him softly.

Closing his eyes, he kisses back to Jeno's soft lips, feeling the ravenette boy smiling against him as both of them get lost in the moment.

They pull away for air, Jeno breathing heavily, lips glossy with his cheeks flushed in red as Jaemin stares at him bewildered.

Letting out a giggle, Jaemin can't believe this is the same Lee Jeno who wouldn't even dare to be close to him, scolded him about anything and was always so distant.

But now, Jeno is close. So, so close to him that neither of them want to let go.

"I can't wait to see their faces when you kiss me in front of them at some point. My grandpa would be the most furious for seeing me kiss a hot guy like you. You're really hot, Jaemin."

Jaemin muses at him rambling, "Jen– what? You're crazy right now."

"Yeah, I fucking am."

"Can't tell if you're drunk but– cute."

"Shut up and kiss me again, Jaemin." Pouting as he inches closer, Jaemin couldn't help but chuckle when Jeno looks at him like that. "Please?"

"You drive me nuts too, Acorn."

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Thoughts??

They kissed– Jeno made the first move :0

Lol Jeno snap era 🤩

He literally cussed 😭 HWHFHEH