"and that's a wrap everybody, you can pack your stuff and go home now." The director shouts through the megaphone once again, getting everyone's attention.

The staffs immediately took action and cleaned up the set, help the actors as they wiped their sweat. Yangyang could hear a few of the staffs yelling at each other from a far distance just to cooperate.

The actors were sent to their assigned trailers to change from their scene-work clothes to a more comfortable and simple outfit.

Once one of the trailers' door, that's a full on view for the two boys from where they were sitting at, opens, Jeno stood up.

Jaemin was gripping on his backpack, staring at the red haired boy nervously as Donghyuck stood behind him talking to Jaemin's manager.

Jeno began to move, and Jaemin did too.

The former beckons Yangyang to follow him, saying it was time to go. The latter nodded and placed a hand on his friend's lower back to guide him out of the area with all these people blocking their path.

The blond man jogs towards them, Renjun yelling him about something, probably to fix this, as he was snatched by Donghyuck to who knows where.

Jaemin groans when a person blocks his way, halting his steps while almost tripping. "Leaving already?" Hana mocks a pout.

"Get the fuck out of my way, you started this." He grits through his teeth.

"But you initiated it," the woman said. Grinning brightly at him like this didn't just cause a whole ass commotion.

Jaemin rolled his eyes, "it was acting. Get over yourself, bitch."

"Oh please, didn't you get anything from our kisses? Remind you of how perfect we were back then? Oh, the good old days, Jaem." Hana sneered.

"We were never perfect, you know it." Jaemin retorts. "I was simply under your control, under your power. And now realized one special thing about you."

He walks closer with their faces just inches apart, his lips curling up into a mocking smile. "You're a fake ass bitch and I never felt anything better than how I feel when I'm with Jeno."

He steps aside and walks pass her, a few staffs giving them looks while he saw his manager raising a brow at him. He only gave a stiff nod before approaching to the gate of the park.

Once he sees the familiar red blob of hair, he fastens his pace and yells out. "Jeno!" Almost tripping on a random hole on the ground.

The said boy turns to look at him and rolled his eyes, Yangyang stifled a snicker behind his hand as he watches the blond actor approaching.

"Wa– a-are you not coming home with me?" Jaemin pants, wiping off the sweat on his forehead. He had just changed, but he's still icky alright?

Jeno turns to look at Yangyang who shrugged at him, he sighed and pondered in thought. "I am." He paused, "but Jieun is there. Maybe tomorrow."

"Wait!" Jaemin stops him with his voice loud.

"I didn't even move." Jeno gave him a look as he deadpanned, standing there in the same position. He didn't move an inch and Jaemin acted like he was just going to run away.

"Oh." The elder blurts out, he scratched his nape and coughed. "Can– can Yangyang and Xiaojun take Jieun to their place for the night?"

"We're babysitting? I just finished babysitting my cousin two days ago." Yangyang complained.

Jaemin glared at him as he turns to his boyfriend, "please? Can we talk properly and not leave it at this for a few years until we eventually can't take it anymore?" He said.

Jeno huffs and crossed his arms, walking to a nearby car that he knew was Jaemin's, "hurry up." He grumbled.

Jaemin's face lit up and turns to Yangyang who rolled his eyes at him, "fine, I'll go text Xiaojun." He said, pulling out his cellphone from his pocket.

He nodded at him and rushes to his car, unlocking it as he watches Jeno open the passenger side first and enters. He goes in next and starts the car, glancing at the younger buckling up and turning towards the window.

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On the way home, let's just say Yangyang really meant it when he said he was tired of babysitting, because for some reason Xiaojun and Jieun were already at the couple's place.

Jeno entered the house as he pats Jen on the head, the old dog was walking slowly and seemed tired. He pouts at her and walks up to his and Jaemin's shared bedroom.

He began to change his clothes in the middle of the room, Jaemin walking in and dropping his backpack on the floor as he grabs some clothes for himself too.

"Listen,"

"I'm listening."

"Just making sure," Jaemin said with his hands up in defense. "What happened there was... All acting, okay? I don't like her, ever. I didn't like it, I didn't want to do it–"

A forced out laugh interrupts him as he raised a brow at the red haired boy, his hands still holding on some sleep clothes while the younger was already finished changing.

"What?"

"You're really worried about that?" Jeno snorts at him sarcastically, turning his head to his side and clicks his tongue a few times.

"Na Jaemin, you're really a dumbass." He muttered and turns back to look at his boyfriend. "I'm not entirely mad about that. I know it's your fucking job and I know it's dumb to act like that to you when you weren't like that to me when I was a prostitute."

"Huh?"

"For fucks sakes, I'm mad because you lied to me, you moron!" He exclaimed rubbing his temples in annoyance.

Jaemin knitted his eyebrows together in confusion, "wait– actually?"

"Yes!" Jeno voices out, his eyes wide with his nose flaring like he was about to scream. He restrains himself and plops down on the bed behind him, laying down on his back and grunts.

"I'm so mad at you for that Jaemin," he mumbles. "You told me to not keep secrets from each other after my last breakdown, we both agreed on it."

"And then here you were, lying to me about your whereabouts and keeping this information from me. For weeks or so." Shutting his eyes closed.

He bit his lip to not let out a small sound like he was about to cry, "I was scared, as pathetic as it sounds."

After moment of silence, no reply from Jaemin, Jeno lets out a sigh. He began to think Jaemin must've left without him noticing.

A pair of lips rests on his forehead, making him open his eyes to meet Jaemin's face upside down. The elder moves his lips to Jeno's own, pecking them softly.

"I'm sorry, baby." Jaemin whispered, pulling away as Jeno sits up and turns to him, "I should've told you instead of not. I just thought you would react badly."

"I would've if you kept it from me, but I restrained myself tonight." Jeno mumbled, "Jaemin, I would react less crazy if you straight up talk to me. It would only make me feel like you really care, not saying you don't but–"

"I get it." The blond chuckles, he pursed his lips and lays down, patting the empty side beside him, "cuddle with me, my kitten?" He said.

The pet name was usually for seduce or something more sensual, but the way Jaemin said it was more on gentle and careful.

Jeno giggled and lays beside him, stuffing his face into the elder's chest, feeling a kiss on top of his head as strong arms wrapped around him securely.

"You smell."

"I'll take a shower tomorrow, I'm too comfortable right now."

"Hmm... Okay, stinky."

"Go to sleep and you'll wake up tomorrow with a surprise." Jaemin jokes.

"Jieun will be back tomorrow, you dummy. Go take a shower!" Jeno scolds lightly.

The elder groans and sits up, "fine," he gave in and leans in to peck Jeno's nose. "But come and join me." He smirks.

"I already changed." The red haired boy pouts, he then hums and smiles cutely. "But I'll be alone if you leave me here."

"Can't have that."

"Mhmm."