ஜ Chapter Fourteen
The whole trip to the park was semi-better-ish. I supposed.
Jaemin and Jeno had a few conversations going on, mostly catching up on each other without the other noticing the piercing stare.
It was mostly Jaemin who stared at the younger, often admiring the mixtures of the soft and strong features on his face as he babbled along.
"You still work at a club?" The blond asked as they continued walking around while adjusting his mask. "No pressure though, just asking," he added when the boy didn't respond.
The red haired pursed his lips with a nod, "but why? You're a kindergarten teacher already, why need to go continue being a prostitute at the evenings?" Jaemin asked again.
The younger sighed, "being a kindergarten teacher sometimes isn't enough to pay for everything, especially when you're now independent," he shrugged.
"And I don't do it every evening." Jeno emphasized making Jaemin raise a brow, "I do it when I need to, most likely on times where I'm in a crisis. Plus, Xiaojun takes that spot when not."
The blond huffed, "what do you mean by that?" He asked with his tone lingering a tinge of jealousy.
He somewhat can't help it when Xiaojun is brought up, he gets annoyed whenever he thinks about the times the boy had Jeno wrapped around his arms.
It irked him, like a fucking fly that keeps bugging him even after swatting it away several times.
It's like a hit to the nerve, even though Jeno said Xiaojun was just his friend and they were only best friends with benefits, nothing more or nothing less. Jaemin still gets triggered.
Maybe because Xiaojun had Jeno in his arms all the time, kissing him anytime, touching him without the younger getting angry at him, complimenting him without the boy rolling his eyes.
Jaemin wants that privilege towards Jeno.
He wants to do those kind of things like they did back in highschool, though there's something different compared to it now that he can't quite put a finger on it.
Whatever it was, Jaemin thinks he should wait it out. Because his guts told him to do so, last time he didn't listen he got a slap on the cheek.
"You know," Jeno said making hand gestures to emphasize what he means, "whenever I feel lonely and I don't have a client to satisfy using my body, I ring Xiaojun up."
"And you guys fuck?" The elder blurts out earning an eye roll from Jeno.
"Well duh," he clicked his tongue. "But when I'm not up for it, he wouldn't force me and will just accompany me until I fall asleep," he shrugged.
"Does he pay you?" Jaemin asked again making not only Jeno but his manager and two security guards face palm as well.
The red haired snorts, "he pays me attention when I can't get any, the type I'm looking for and needing for. Not the type that pressures me into insanity."
He then glances at the elder, "and no he doesn't pay me money if that's what you're wondering. He's my best friend, not my client," he added.
The elder nodded understandingly as his manager walks up to him whispering some that made him sigh.
He turns to Jeno and frowns, "I guess we'll have to cut this short," he said before leaning closer with their noses almost touching, ignoring each other's blushes on their cheeks.
"Some fans are here and might start something up when they catch us in a public place together," he whispered glancing a millisecond on Jeno's lips.
The red haired nodded scanning the area on the corner of his eyes and saw a few people having their phones up not so discreetly pointed at them out of nowhere making him shiver.
"Ah, I understand," he mumbled with their faces still close to each other as Jaemin could smell Jeno's minty breath even after eating lunch.
Sadly, they had to pull away reluctantly when one of the security guards accidentally sneezed out of the blue earning a groan from three people. Guess you already know who those are.
The younger cleared his throat as the blond turns back to him after glaring at his security guard, "oh uh– I can drive you home if you want," he said scratching his nape.
"That would be nice, thank you," the red haired mumbled feeling shy again. The attention aimed at him made him feel giddy in the inside.
Jaemin smiled behind his mask before leading Jeno out of the park with his manager up front to secure everything as they passed by many people that started to crowd the area.
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"You really didn't have to drive me back," Jeno whispered as they stopped at his apartment door.
Jaemin hums, "I feel more comfortable and satisfied knowing you're safe," he shrugged nonchalantly.
Heat went up to the younger's cheeks decorating it prettily, "oh?" He breathes out trying to bite back his smile.
"Who knows what'll happen if you get in someone else's car?" The elder stated inserting his hands in his pockets.
Jeno pursed his lips, "they mostly end up in my bed fucking me before I send them out in the morning," he said almost snickering at Jaemin's grimaced face.
The blond huffed at him as the conversation had gone down slowly, "so–" he drawls and cleared his throat.
The younger looked at him through his long lashes making Jaemin's breath hitch on his throat.
They didn't know who did it first but before they knew it their noses were in contact again as their lips ghosted the other's own.
When they were about to close their eyes and feel the pair of lips they were longing for, the door to Jeno's apartment suddenly opened ajar.
"Oh shit! Uh– oops! Did I ruin it? Fuck, uhm just ignore me and continue aha–" Xiaojun rambled scratching his head seeing the intimate sight in front of him.
The two boys pulled away in fright and blinked furiously going back to their right minds as Jeno was blushing madly while Jaemin pulled his mask back up to cover his red face.
"Well? Go on, kiss," Xiaojun stated before switching his gaze from the two boys awkwardly back and forth. "Oh–" he mumbled in realization. "My bad," he added sheepishly.
He slowly goes back inside and closes the door even though it was technically Jeno's apartment.
The red haired glances at Jaemin who was already looking at him seemingly back to his calm composure like usual.
"Uh, I guess this is goodbye?" He said earning a nod with him returning the action stiffly without knowing.
"Y-yeah," Jeno stammered. "I enjoyed today's lunch, thanks for bringing me there and letting us have a chat," he chuckled to lighten up the mood.
The blond snorts, "my pleasure, glad you enjoyed it and," he paused before saying, "I'm glad you also accepted it giving us a small chance."
"You earned it today," the younger stated shrugging his shoulders with a small smile.
The elder hummed softly as he looks at his watch, "so–"
"Goodnight Jaemin," Jeno whispered opening his apartment door again and slowly entering it while slightly turning around to look at the elder.
"Goodnight Jeno," the blond said back and soon added, "sweet dreams." Before the door closed as he sighed softly and starts heading back towards the elevator.
As he continued his way though, he couldn't bite back the wide grin etching on his face any longer.
The grin stayed even when he fell asleep, earning a confused look from Jieun as she commented "daddy is smiling so weirdly like a clown." To which he didn't mind.
He is a clown.
Maybe a whole fucking circus.
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