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"Fuck me," Jeno muttered in what he thought was a quiet tone.

Jaemin had also just woken up and discovered he had the same issue. Desperate to focus on something else, he looked over at Jeno in bewilderment. "Excuse my virgin ears?"

Flustered, Jeno widened his eyes. He didn't hear what the younger had actually asked — all he could register was the caramel-haired boy's moans from their kiss. Gorgeous, melodious sounds, so beautiful and would keep playing like a broken record inside Jeno's head. Those moans even prevented Jeno from making some snarky comeback to the younger.

"Hey," Jaemin said softly. It was a rare, sacred moment when Jeno hadn't immediately cursed him out first thing in the morning. "You feeling Gucci?"

"Do I look like Jessi to you? I'm fucking broke," was Jeno's quick response. He groaned and ruffled his hair. "Ayo-- whaddup Krease-- so. We like, kissed... yesterday... a week ago-- some time ago."

Jaemin raised his eyebrows, trying to look disinterested while his heart was frantically beating out of his chest. "Sí, papi, and?"

"I don't speak Jalapeño, I can only say 'hi' twice 'cause Kard taught me. Oh, and 'Dame tu cosita'."

Jeno was having a difficult time trying to voice his true thoughts — the fact that he was horny for Jaemin — and couldn't string his words together. This was such a new feeling to him. He was nervous, all of a sudden, to speak his mind to someone his age. He was scared of saying what he wanted to Jaemin and felt insecure. What would Jaemin think of him? Would the younger laugh and spread rumors? Would the younger scowl and look at him with disgust and repulse? And why did he care so much about what the younger would think of him?

Jaemin got out of bed, his problem down there gone due to his focus on and concern for Jeno. He walked over and sat on Jeno's bed, the two now face to face.

They had never been so close to each other since that kiss, and memories kept resurfacing so both were a blushing mess.

However, the younger found the willpower to stay calm and asked, "What's wrong?" in the least shaky voice he could muster.

A potent red dusted Jeno's cheeks. His body was reacting in so many ways — he wanted to get on top of Jaemin and re-create what happened, take it a step further like he intended to back then before Jaemin had run off. Jeno also wanted to scream and hide under the covers or run out the door to the nearest bathroom and fix his problem by himself.

Most of all, he wanted to confess.

Out of impatience, Jaemin began getting restless. He wondered if he should just take the lead and kiss Jeno hard because that's what he, or rather his sMoL fRieND, really wanted at that time. But he knew he should wait for what the latter wanted to say. Didn't his mother tell him to be respectful or some shit like that?

"We don't have all fucking day here for you to take your sweet ass time leaving me on read in real life, so hurry the fuck up and spill those beans, or nut, whichever you prefer," Jaemin finally snapped, immediately regretting the words that tumbled out of his mouth. "I mean--"

"Actually, we have a shit ton of time, idiot-ass," chuckling, Jeno retorted. "It's a fucking weekend, I can keep you here all fucking day and night if I wanted."

"Actually, I've got plans. I'm, uh-- I have porn and hentai and 'kpop vines that keep me up at 4:20 AM' to watch, something you can't do 'cause you're too poor for that shit."

As preparation, Jeno inhaled before saying, "Number juan: Jennie was a literal unborn developing child when she was in G-Dragon's 'That XX' music video, number two: 'kpop vines that boil my ramen' or 'that skadoodle my noodle' or 'that makes Sehun remember who Jeonghan and Johnny is' are all better, no crack just facts, and numero trois: you dick!"

Jeno jumped on Jaemin, trapping the younger under him. It seemed his body finally reacted the way he initially wanted to. Now, the younger was pinned on the bed, Jeno's bent legs straddling him as he leaned down. Jaemin's face heated up, and despite having only just gotten rid of it, his boner was back.

"Y-you tiny-dicked-bitch." He wanted to sound intimidating, but it was clear how Jaemin was truly feeling now as he tried to sink his body further into the mattress. "Get - get the fuck o-off me!"

"Nope," Jeno answered simply, popping the 'p'. He cocked his head and smirked, unaware of how Jaemin felt like he could faint from how attractive the top - older - looked right now. "After all, that's not what you were saying last time."

Gulping, Jaemin's blush became further pigmented, a red as deep as a firetruck's. "I didn't say shit last time, shut the fuck up."

"Make me," Jeno taunted, winking.

He accidentally brushed himself against the younger's crotch, and that was all it took.

In panicked gay, Jaemin pushed Jeno off him and rushed back to his half of the room. He stripped fast enough so Jeno couldn't trap him again and do whatever it is he wanted, and the younger quickly pulled more presentable clothes on. Breathing heavily, he ran out the door.

It was exactly the same situation as last time. Jaemin leaving Jeno to have to deal with another erection.

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"You should be asking me this, fucking more ego-titties than Mamamoo, but are you okay? I never knew Mark leaving would be sad for you too."

After escaping Jeno, Jaemin made a stop at the bathroom and, making sure no was around, solved his problem. Then he proceeded to find someone, anyone, who he could talk to that would take his mind off of what happened.

He spotted Donghyuck's dorm room and raced inside, glad to see Mark wasn't in there or else he'd have intruded on and witnessed a Markhyuck session full of desperation to make up for the long time they'd miss when Mark would leave. Donghyuck had agreed to Jaemin's request of staying over for the night, as Mark was out of town again to talk over more thing with the agency.

"I don't care what hoes say, Mamamoo ain't problematic just a lil' uncultured, they're fucking queens," Jaemin answered, still slightly out of breath.

"Yehet, I'm straight for Moonbyul," Donghyuck announced. "But answer my fucking question, Annie, is you okay?"

"Great! Insert Momoland's sick ass beats."

Furrowing his eyebrows, Donghyuck was skeptical about how Jaemin was acting. He may be hopelessly in love and obsessed with his boyfriend, but he could still tell when his friend was so obviously lying. "Then why can't you just stay with Jeno--"

"No!" Jaemin shouted, sending both the older and himself into shock. "My dick will suffer, I just can't."

Donghyuck sighed and rolled his eyes. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but it's always better to let everything out."

The two stood there, Donghyuck willing Jaemin to speak his mind, and the other still vividly recalling both his disasters with Jeno.

Finally, Donghyuck gave up. "Fine, whatever, ignore my Dr. Phil worthy advice. Wanna play Fortnite?"

And so the two sat on his bed, eyes glued to their phone screens while they blasted music, yelling when one of them messed up or hyping the other up when they got a win — which only happened twice for the entire day.

At some point, they left the room to get pizza from the food court downstairs, and Jaemin almost tripped into the recycling bin when he saw Jeno talking animatedly with Shownu, someone the raven-haired hadn't spoken to in a while. Those two seemed to be having a good time.

Not that Jaemin cared, of course. He only wanted food and his wins. And maybe some milk.

But besides that instance, Jaemin was cheerful. During the entire day, he and Donghyuck just played, talked, sang, and voice-cracked, hanging out like they used to.

When Jaemin pulled Mark's covers — that Donghyuck had grudgingly let him use — over him at midnight, the time they decided to sleep, he was beaming, and he almost forgot why he even came over in the first place.

Almost.

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