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"Yah! Get this shit off me! Or I'll hit you with my rolling pin!" Jaemin runs around the bakery kitchen, chasing a certain Japanese male. Yuta was laughing hard, barely able to stay away from the angry teenager. "Hyung!" But Yuta only laughs louder. Jaemin, being completely fed up with his coworker's antics, walks to the front of the store where he knew Sicheng was behind the counter. He steps out from the kitchen door and spins the Chinese worker around, glaring at him.

"Jaemin-" He begins to snicker. "W-what happened to you?"

"Your boyfriend happened to me!" Jaemin groans and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Please, for the love of fucking god, control that imbecile." He gestures to the kitchen where they could faintly hear Yuta still laughing. "I am going to wash all the icing off my face" He turns around and walks back into the kitchen with Sicheng quickly behind him.

Yuta smiles cheekily at his boyfriend who just gives him a weirded out look in return. "You two really are something."

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Jaemin steps out of the' employees only' door at the back of the bakery, his backpack slung over his shoulder. He grumbles and continues to pick dried pieces of icing out of his hair. "I am going to kill him, I swear." He glares at some white icing in his hand, using his fingers to flick it away.

"Well you don't look very happy."

Jaemin jumps in surprise at the voice, glaring at the boy who was standing near Jaemin's bike. "Yeah, my coworker is an ass."

Jeno laughs. "What did he do?"

"He chucked a bowl of icing at me. While I was working too!" Jaemin grumbles curses under his breath, wishing Yuta to all of damnation. He undoes the kickstand of his bike and begins walking with Jeno beside him. He had gotten used to the older picking him up either from school, dance, or work and walking home with him. Occasionally Jeno would spend the night but his sister would mostly force the two boys to come to Jeno's house to take care of Chan while she worked. Mind you, she was still running her business.

"Are you free Sunday?" Jeno turns to Jaemin expectantly. The younger teen holds up a finger so he can check his calendar.

"Mmm....Yeah, I am. I don't have work and I have a tournament Saturday, so I'm all good Sunday."

"Oh," Jeno's face falls.

"What's wrong?"

"Well I don't want you to be tired from your dance competition."

Jaemin laughs, shaking his head. "I'll be fine, seriously. Why do you ask anyways?"

"'Cause I wanna show you something." 

"Alright, I don't see why not." Jaemin flashes the boy a smile and continues walking, enjoying the crisp winter air.

"Also...uhm...Jaemin-ah..." Jeno stops him by holding his wrist. 

"What is it?" By now, Jaemin could tell when Jeno was nervous. Or when he was feeling anything really. It wasn't body language or facial expressions, nor his tone of voice. Instead, it was what he called him. 'Jae' meant he was his normal, happy self. 'Jaemin' meant he was being serious or slightly pissed and occasionally worried. 'Na' usually meant he was mad as balls, but Jaemin only saw it happen twice. 'Jaemin-ah' meant he was nervous. And by the looks of it, Jeno was almost shaking.

"Jeno?"

"Uh, I know you're already super busy and stuff, but uhm...my sister saw how good you are with kids and with Chan especially. Plus he's already super attached to you, so she was wondering if you wanted to be like his official babysitter. Because right now it's either me and you, Jaehyun hyung, or noona taking care of him....And I get it if you say no! You have a lot on your plate with work, dance, and college stuff so it's fine if you can't. She just thought it was a nice suggestion."

Jaemin smiles warmly, ruffling Jeno's hair. "God you had me worried with how hard you were shaking." Jeno just pouts making Jaemin smile wider. "It might be a tight fit but I did stop tutoring Jisung once he got a grasp on things so my schedule is a bit looser now. I'd love to babysit Chan." He laughs at Jeno's relieved face.

"Thank god, she would probably have threatened your boss to give you less hours." Jeno sighs, glad that his friend- well, was Jaemin his friend? He certainly wasn't Jeno's boyfriend. Maybe friends with benefits? But then that made it sound like there were no feelings involved when there obviously were. More than friends but less than boyfriends? Jeno wasn't always a big fan of labels but he just wanted it to all be perfect for Jaemin. He wanted to show the boy off, let people know he was his. But he couldn't do that yet. Jaemin wasn't his...yet.

"Yah, Jeno, hurry up or I'm leaving you behind. And I was gonna make your favorite for dinner tonight." Jaemin calls to the older, who snapped out of his daze.

"Wait for me!"

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"Jeno if you have the time to back hug me, then you have the time to set the table. Chop chop!" Jeno groans and released the cooking Jaemin from his grip. He walks over to the cabinets, grumbling the whole time.

"I don't like your chef side."

"I have a chef side?" Jaemin raises a brow, eyes not taken off from the cooking beef.

"You have many sides." Jeno places the plates and napkins down. "And I think your chef side is one of the worst. That and your tutor side."

Jaemin rolls his eyes and takes the beef off the heat and places it on the bowl with the fried rice. The two boys sit down and begin eating.

"What other sides do I have?"

"Well..." Jeno stares intensely at his food in thought. "Let's see, there's, as I said before, your chef side. Your tutor side." He begins counting on his fingers. "There's your passionate side, which is one of the most common ones."

"You're talking as if I have 20 different personalities." Jaemin narrows his eyes at the boy sitting across from him who was still listing them all out.

"You have your sad side. I don't like that one." Jeno pouts. "You have your tired side."

"My what?"

"Tired side, it's when you first wake up and you're all confused. It's adorable." Jeno smiles widely, making Jaemin bury his head in his hands.

"I can't with you and your smooth compliments."

"I know you love it."

"Yeah.." Jaemin sighs in defeat and watches Jeno continue to eat. Jaemin never saw this coming, he never thought that he'd meet his crush on the rooftop of a club. God, that seemed like it was years ago now, but it's been no more than 5 months. Maybe less. He never thought he'd befriend someone like Lee Jeno, he figured every single rich kid would look down on people like him. Would be ignorant of the struggles the rest of the world faced. And it was somewhat true, Jeno was very ignorant at the beginning of their friendship, and it annoyed Jaemin to the bone. But, as time went on, Jaemin found it endearing to see Jeno so amazed at the regular world. The younger boy took him out of his little bubble of golds and riches and showed him the life that Jaemin lived. He showed him the arcades that Jeno's parents never let him visit. He helped the boy sneak out and they would wander around the city at night, admiring the stars. And soon enough, Jaemin realized how important Jeno was to him. How much light he brought into his life. He noticed how he was smiling more, enjoying each day more, how happier he was with the stupid rich boy who lived on the other side of town. The stupid rich boy who was never allowed to grow up happy, who couldn't experience the childhood wonders that Jaemin did. The stupid rich boy who made his stomach do summersaults, who made his heart beat too fast. The stupid rich boy that Jaemin fell for.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jaemin blinks, Jeno's voice bringing him back to reality. "What?" He stands and begins clearing the plates, and he would be lying if he said it wasn't because he was embarrassed of his own thoughts.

"I asked why're you looking at me like that?" Jeno repeats, following after him.

"Oh...uhm...Like what?"

"Like you love me." Jeno states as if it was the most normal thing in the world, while Jaemin on the other hand, burnt up. His face flushing a deep crimson, and his eyes wide.

"I-I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm-" Jaemin turns around to come face-to-face with a smiling Jeno. "....not."

"It's alright Jae, I look at you the same way." He chuckles and holds the boy's waist.

"I know..."

Jeno didn't like the look on his face. The glimmer in his eyes had fallen, replaced by something that Jeno could only name as fear. Worry. Nervous. "Hey...what's wrong?"

"I'm just scared." The honey-haired teen looks up to him, biting his lip nervously. "It's scary to do this again..."

Jeno sighs and hugs him softly, resting his chin on Jaemin's head. "Why are you scared?"

"It's stupid really."

"No it's not."

Jaemin sighs into Jeno's chest, slightly clenching his fists around the older boy's shirt. "It's just been a really long time since someone's been here for me like this...and it's scary. I don't want you to leave me."

"I won't leave you. Never." Jeno smiles softly and looks down at the teen in his arms. "I promise."

"I know...thank you..."

"Awwww you're so cute Nana~" Jeno pinches his cheeks affectionately.

"Sh-shut up!" He slaps Jeno's hands away and walks back to the dishes. "God I hate you." Jeno waddles after him.

"No, you love me." Jeno picks the boy up, making him squeal in surprise. "Sat it~ Say you love me Nana."

"J-Jeno! Put me down!"

"Nope!"

Jaemin glares at him. "I won't say 'I love you' until I'm your boyfriend. So until then, I ain't saying it." Jeno pouts at the boy's answer and sets him down.

"Fine. Will you be my boyfriend?"

"Jeno!"

"What!?"

"It has to be romantic!"

"Oh my god~"

The two teens spend the rest of the evening quarreling, laughing, and enjoying themselves. But Jaemin was being serious in what he said. And so was Jeno. The older boy knew he had to ask Jaemin soon. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to make Jaemin his. Before it was too late.

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∆Ok this is so shitty, I honestly had idea what I wanted to do for this chapter and I'm sorry :(( So this has nothing to do with the polls. I asked you that for a future plot which will come very soon, so this is basically a filler :// so yeah- this isn't a part of the poll. And once again I'm sorry it's so bad lmao. I'll see you soon∆