"and don't come back!" Jaemin yelled as he slams the door to Jeno's apartment shut loudly.

There were a few muffled complaints from the other people who lived nearby as they got disturbed in their rest with a loud sound from the apartment number 269.

(A/N: ..... I dunno okay?)

Jeno quickly goes to his bedroom and laid down the sleeping Jieun on his messy bed, still a bit surprised the little girl didn't fully wake up after all that had happened in his living room just a moment ago.

She only stirred in Jeno's arms, her eyes half opened and mumbled a small tired "papa" when she realized the familiar face in front of her before going back to sleep.

After turning his lamp on and tucking Jieun into bed, careful on to not disturb her since it's still a school night, and closes the door gently before immediately stomping over to his boyfriend.

Jaemin was still grumbling some insults at Jeno's client who left with a bruised up cheek, black eye, and a cut on his lower lip, as he stumbled his way out.

Jeno faces his boyfriend who turns to him and softens, he opens his arms ready to engulf the red haired boy in a tight hug, "oh baby, are y–"

He gets cut offed mid sentence on asking if his lover was alright after the panicked phone call at 11 pm of something that made him rush to the boy's apartment.

"Ow!" He yelped when Jeno smacked his chest violently as he scowled at him. "What was that for?" He winced.

"For being a dumbass, are you fucking kidding me? I called you to kindly kick the guy out of here like, not to mention, what you also said to him earlier, but instead get this!"

Jeno ended his rant with a gesture to Jaemin's current physique after the fist fight he had with that guy.

"I was angry, alright? I acted out of instinct." Jaemin tried to defend himself as he lets Jeno drag him by the arm.

"Plus, he called you a desperate slut. Like what the hell." He recalled with his tone changing into anger once again. He's just pissed okay?

The red haired boy rolled his eyes and quickly searched for the first aid kit before returning to the living room as he sat down on the couch in front of his injured boyfriend.

"It's not a bother, Jaemin. I've been called many things before, worst ones too." He sighed as he took out a cotton ball and poured some betadine on it.

He looks back up and gently turns Jaemin's face to the side by holding his jaw, "besides, he wasn't wrong anyway."

The blond groaned at his words and bit his lip when Jeno started applying the medicine on his small wound on his cheekbone. "Bullshit." He cussed.

Jeno flinched at his sudden mood and paused his actions, "huh?" He tilts his head dumbfounded while checking his lover's face if he still has any injuries besides the one he had just treated.

"Bullshit." Jaemin repeated before continuing, "what that guy said is bullshit."

"You're not a desperate slut, and if I ever hear anyone say that or any insults aimed towards you again, I won't hesitate to land another punch." He grumbled.

"Even me?" Jeno pouted as he looks up at Jaemin through his long lashes. His tiredness fading away and now focused on treating his boyfriend's wounds.

The blond scoffed, "except you. But I'll still be angry and punish you for it," he remarks as Jeno could only roll his eyes.

"Still though, I get why they're calling me that." Jeno couldn't help but mumble out as he packs the materials back into the first aid kit.

Jaemin knitted his eyebrows, clearly upset that his lover is insulting himself. As he was about to say something, probably cheesy as shit, Jeno shuts him up with a simple glance.

"I've been doing this since highschool, I only stopped for two years because Donghyuck forced me to and because I was too devastated by my father's death." He sighed.

"Still, they're not wrong." He paused. "Like what kind of teacher has another dumb job by selling their body to horny ass men on the streets, where we all probably belong." He chuckled sarcastically.

Jaemin immediately laid his hand on Jeno's thigh, circling his thumb gently as he frowned deeply listening to his lover's rambling.

"Jeno, stop staying that. I hate seeing you all sad and hurt." He said as he inches closer to look at the red haired boy's teary eyes. "Because it makes me feel like I've failed to protect you."

"You didn't," Jeno shook his head stiffly. "I failed to protect myself." He emphasized as he chewed on his lip.

The blond clicked his tongue, "Jeno. Do you like your job as a prostitute?" He asked with his voice now serious and stern.

The said boy raised a brow but shook his head anyway, "of course not. I'm only doing it for the money so I couldn't just rely on Donghyuck to help me live. Being a teacher in a public school doesn't always work out or give you the best salary."

His answer made Jaemin hum, "well do you like sex?"

"Well yeah, with you."

"No, like– well thanks baby," Jaemin couldn't help but chuckle out. "But I meant, do you like sex with other men? To the point you're like addicted?"

"Are you saying I'm addicted to sex? That's one way to call me a slut, babe. You're not helping here." Jeno grunted as he exaggerated a frown.

The elder panicked a little and cleared his throat, "no! Of course not. What I'm saying is, are you comfortable with all... This job thing?" He rephrased.

Jeno pursed his lips, "of course not." He answered curtly before grabbing Jaemin's hand as he played with his fingers.

"Do you think I like being used and not being understood? Heard? Cared?" He listed. "It's tiring, especially if the clients are heartless. But I do it because I have no other choice."

He sighed once again and murmured, "I've almost been evicted multiple times since I couldn't pay enough for my apartment, that is, if it weren't for Donghyuck, Yangyang, and Xiaojun."

Jaemin nodded understandingly before stating, "that just proves you're not a slut." He chuckled to lighten up the mood.

Jeno rolled his eyes jokingly as the blond leans in to kiss his forehead, "I know you're not in the mood to listen to my whole ass speech about you and all." He drawls.

"So why don't we go get some rest? We have work tomorrow and Jieun has school." He said as he successfully made Jeno beam at him softly, his messy bangs falling over to his eyes.

They both head over to the bedroom and stopped when they say Jieun sprawled out like a starfish on the bed, sleeping so comfortably without a care.

Jaemin groans with a face palm as Jeno could only giggle and kissed his cheek, "let her sleep, we can go spoon on the couch." He wiggled his eyebrows jokingly.

But Jaemin actually took that seriously as he picked the tired boy up ignoring the small squeal from said boy as he drops them both on the cramped couch.

"Shhh, sleep, my love." He whispered before hugging Jeno tightly by the waist and letting him sleep on his chest.