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Every spring, the school holds an open house for new kids to come in and see what it was like. Each homeroom focused on a different class or subject. For example, Mark and Donghyuk's homeroom was prepared to tell kids about the physics program. Renjun's homeroom was going to tell kids about the theatre program, and so on and so forth.

Jaemin and Jeno's homeroom had the theme of Pre-calculus, much to the class' dismay. They had the door held open and the desks had pamphlets and units guides to show the new kids how the class was run. The pre-calculus teacher stood at the front of the room, welcoming kids and explaining the class. It wasn't the most exciting subject to focus on, but the homeroom made do with what they had and tried to make it at least a little bit enjoyable.

Jeno sits on his desk table, sighing. He really hated pre-cal and to theme his whole homeroom around it for two days was just pure annoyance. Plus the teacher was a total rat. Maybe they'd get a few math geeks if they were lucky. He thinks to himself, sighing once again as visiting students start coming into the room. Jeno rolls his eyes. Showtime.

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To say Jaemin was irritated would be an understatement. He was pissed. Pissed at the girl who kept flirting with an annoyingly oblivious Jeno. Jaemin was even more annoyed because the girl was A) flirting with HIS soulmate.
B) she wasn't even a student at their school, she was a visitor.
And C) ShE hAd hER oWn fUckinG mArK.

Jaemin continues to glare at the girl and Jeno, his body itching to wipe that ugly-ass-failed-attempt-at-a-seductive-smirk off her face. And don't even get him started on the lip bite.

Jaemin groans loudly when Jeno offers to take the girl on a tour. The pink haired boy knew, of course, that Jeno wouldn't do anything. BUT THAT STUPID GIRL DEFINITELY WOULD. Jaemin sighs and slams his head on his desk, ignoring the weird looks his peers gave him. This was going to be a very long day.

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Jeno smiles and waves at Choi Yuri as she leaves the school. Visiting hours were over and it was time for everyone to go home. Jeno hurries back to his homeroom, happy to finally be able to talk to Jaemin about things other than pre-cal.

He enters the room, smiling when he sees Jaemin was still packing up, along with a few other students. He walks up to the boy happily. "Hey angel." He hops on the desk, waiting for Jaemin to finish packing (he himself was already good to go). Jaemin replies with a hum before slinging his bag over his shoulder and heading out of the school, not bothering to wait for Jeno.

Jeno tenses. Something was very wrong. His angel normally doesn't get like this, in fact Jeno doesn't think he's ever seen Jaemin like this. Like...mad.

The boy sighs and runs after his soulmate, hoping he could cheer him up.

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Jaemin had been ignoring Jeno ever since they left school. He walked towards Mark's house (he had been going there to study with Jeno after school almost everyday. It was fine, because Mark was at Donghyuk's house 99% of the time.) He opens the door after grabbing the extra house key from under the mat, entering and closing it behind him. Not worried about whether Jeno was there or not.

The older comes in after a few seconds later to see Jaemin sitting on the couch and reviewing his notes. Jeno sighs and puts his bag down. He gently sits next to Jaemin, who acted as if he wasn't there.

"Angel, tell me what's wrong." Jeno says worriedly, putting a comforting hand on the younger's thigh.

Jaemin shakes his head. "Nothing's wrong."

"Don't lie to me angel.."

Jaemin sighs and puts his notebook down on the table. He turns to face Jeno, his own face expressionless. Jeno smiles gently, bringing the younger boy into his lap. "Did I do something?"

"You didn't do anything. Whether that's a good or bad thing, I'm not sure." Jaemin answers vaguely. Jeno raises a brow in confusion. Jaemin sighs and continues talking, soon going on a rant. "-She has her own fucking soulmate so I don't get why she was trying to get with you. She had a mark and you have a mark, so what kind of crack is she taking to think it's ok to hit on you!? You may have not noticed but I did. She was even doing that stupid seductive voice and lip bite, it only made her look like a thot, though. Her little ass can't keep her legs shut and it pisses me off. Is she fucking blind? Or is she just so fucking stupid to not even care? God what a bitch." Jaemin finished his rant, now glaring at his lap. His face is flushed red.

Jeno smiles and laughs lightly. "Angel, were you, perhaps, jealous?"

"Yeah I fucking was." Jaemin admits. "She was all over you and you just didn't do anything!" He turns his glare to Jeno, but to the older, he just looked like an angry puppy. Jeno laughs again, pulling Jaemin closer on his lap, running his hands up and down Jaemin's waist.

"I'm sorry angel, I must not have noticed. Do you want me to make it up to you?"

Jaemin eyes his suspiciously, not fully sure what Jeno meant. The older smiles. "Silence means yes." And without further notice, he brings his lips to Jaemin's neck. The boy squeaks at the contact, but soon melts to the touch of Jeno's lips against his skin. He missed it honestly. Ever since Jeno's family issue, the two really hadn't had a lot of "them" time.

Jeno gently turns Jaemin so that the younger was now straddling him, giving Jeno the perfect shot of Jaemin's collarbone. He immediately goes towards the still untainted skin, biting it at first touch. The pink haired boy tries to stifle a moan, but Jeno only bites harder. "I never took you for the jealous type angel." Jeno laughs lowly, moving back to the boy's neck. Jaemin covers his mouth so he doesn't make any noise, before speaking.

"Y-yeah well...y-you'd be surprised-" His sentence gets cut short as a moan escapes his lips.

Jeno loved the effect he had on Jaemin. He loved how the boy would always ask for more. He loved how Jaemin would blush at the smallest comment. Or how he would be embarrassed to ask Jeno for kisses or his hand. Jeno thought Jaemin was adorable. Of course, he knew the younger was fierce and determined and strong, but he was just so soft. He smiles after hearing Jaemin release another sound as he bit down on the boy's sweet spot.

"Je..." Jaemin always got like this. Jeno would neglect his lips, leaving him panting and needy. And soon enough, Jaemin would practically be begging for Jeno to kiss him. But, we all know that Jeno is a fucking TeAsE.

The black haired boy trails kisses all along Jaemin's neck, collarbone, and jaw. He gently sunk his teeth into the area between Jaemin's collarbones, knowing it would definitely make the boy in his arms moan. And he was right.

Jeno holds firmly to Jaemin's waist, keeping the boy steady. "I promise I wouldn't actually go with her." he mumbles before planting a kiss over a new mark he just made.

Jaemin tilts his head, giving Jeno a bit more room. "It-it's ok...I know y-you wouldn't..." he's barely able to put the words out from the sheer pleasure taking over him. But it wasn't enough. Jaemin craved Jeno's lips. He needed them. "Please..."

"What is it angel. You need to use your words, remember?" Jeno kisses along Jaemin's jaw, biting his earlobe.

"Je....no....please..." He couldn't even get the words out, making Jeno smile.

"What do you want, baby?"

"You."

Jeno chuckles, lifting his face to Jaemin. The boy on his lap looked ethereal, in Jeno's eyes. His face was flushed bright red, his neck and collarbone covered in marks (courtesy of Lee Jeno), and his hair was slightly tousled. "You already have me." Jeno whispers before putting his lips to Jaemin's. No matter how many times they've kissed, fireworks would always seem to go off. The butterflies in their stomachs never leave, and their love for each other only grows.

Jeno takes charge immediately, biting Jaemin's lip for entrance. The younger opens his mouth obediently, letting Jeno do as he likes.

The two have to soon break away for air, much to the dismay of them both. Jaemin's chest rises and falls and his arms hang loosely around Jeno's shoulders. Jeno had his hands under Jaemin's shirt and on his waist, his thumb gently caressing the skin beneath. Jaemin's rosy and swollen lips only added to his beauty. Jeno had never found someone more breathtaking than the boy before him. Sitting on his lap. Chest moving up and down and a huge smile on his face.

Jaemin puts his head in the crook of Jeno's neck tiredly. Jeno smiles and rubs the boy's back. "You aren't jealous anymore, right?"

"No." Jaemin shakes his head.

Jeno pecks the boy's cheek. "Go to sleep angel. I'll be here when you wake up."

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<ok confession time- i am not a smut person, ok. I dont really read it (unless it just is in the book) and i def dont write it. But i am a sucker for makeout sessions (pun fully intended). Like- i find them much better than smut -so there will be a lot of makeout sessions, but no smut dw. Lmaooo okie i hope you liked this chapter :)) I think im finally getting back into the swing of things so thats good. AND YALL ARE SO FUCKING SWEET AND KIND DFOEFHE I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!! See you soon my Lovelies>