Chapter Twelve
After class, Jaemin and Renjun go to a convenience store to buy some ramen. The former craves for some and the latter just agrees because he thinks he wants to eat ramen, too, before coming home.
While they are picking out some ramen flavors, someone calls them and Renjun didn't need to look to know who is it.
"Haechannie!"
Jaemin smiles as he watches as his bestfriend hugs his boyfriend. Then he turns to the ramen to get his desire flavor; beef.
After the couple hug, Donghyuck interlaces his fingers through Renjun's.
"Hi, Jaemin, how are you?"
Jaemin hears Donghyuck greets him. He turns to him and smiles slightly, "I'm fine."
"That's good, then. We were worried earlier because you were ignoring us."
Renjun brings his look to Jaemin from Donghyuck and asks, "Uh, Jaemin-ah, can I tell him—"
"Yes, Renjun-ah. But maybe later." Jaemin replies. "By the way, what ramen flavor do you want so we can pay now?"
"Ah!" Renjun laughs and turns to the ramen section. He examines it through his eyes until he sees the flavor that he wants. "Shrimp. I want shrimp."
"Alright." Jaemin also grabs the shrimp flavor. Then he turns to Donghyuck again, "How about you, Haechan, do you want—"
"I'm fine. I came here to buy ice cream." Donghyuck chuckles and lets go of his boyfriend's hand. "I'm gonna go grab now. You go ahead to the counter, I'll follow."
"Okay!" Renjun says in his child-like voice and gives him a kiss on the cheek.
Jaemin sighs heavily and looks away. He suddenly misses Jeno.
He and Renjun finally walk towards the counter and fall in line. Donghyuck follows behind them after few minutes with his chocolate-flavored ice cream.
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"So, how's life going?" Donghyuck suddenly asks as they settle in a table with his ice cream, and the two best friends with their ramen.
"Awesome!" Renjun answers, "More awesome because I get to spend time with you almost everyday."
"You silly!" Donghyuck laughs and pinches Renjun's cheek. He then looks at Jaemin, "How about you, Jaemin-ssi? How are you and Jeno?"
Jaemin suddenly looks at Donghyuck while he's breaking his chopsticks. "We're fine, too. We don't see each other often but he calls at night when he's free. I'm fine with it, although I miss him."
Donghyuck nods and finally opens his ice cream in a cup. "Do you guys want to hang out on Saturday? I'll tell Jeno."
"That's a great idea, babe." Renjun agrees, "We can have a double date, sort of."
"Yeah, if Jaemin wants, though."
Jaemin pouts as he thinks about it. Maybe it's a chance for him to have a peace of mind. So, he nods, "I'll go, then."
Donghyuck and Renjun smile widely. "Yey!"
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They finally went home after eating in the convenience store. When Jaemin and Renjun entered the gate of their subdivision, they waved at each other to go on their own way.
Jaemin sighs as he reaches his house. He creases his forehead when he heard that his mom is talking to someone inside. And it sounds like—
He goes inside and confirms. It's his dad... with another guy. Maybe his boyfriend.
Nevertheless, he bows and greets, "Good evening, I'm home."
His dad turns to him and smiles widely. "Jaemin-ah!" He taps the spot on the couch, "Come sit here."
Jaemin presses his lips together and walks to the couch. He reluctantly sits while looking down.
"This is Haneul, my boyfriend." His dad introduces.
Jaemin gulps and there's that heavy feeling in his chest again. He lifts his head and looks at the guy anyway. He smiles slightly and bows lightly, "Hi."
"Hello, Jaemin-ssi! Aww, you're a pretty boy, you look exactly like your father."
Hw mentally chuckles. He gets that statement a lot. He really do look like his dad—a mini version of him.
"I cooked some pasta. Did you eat already?" His mom suddenly asks, "Min-ah?"
Jaemin bites his lower lip. He wants to say yes but he doesn't want to hurt his mom's feeling. Besides, he would like some pasta. His mom's cooking is delicious.
"I haven't, Mom."
"Great! I'll bring in the pasta for the four of us. Just wait here."
"Thank you!" His dad says and she just smiles.
Jaemin chews on his lips and looks at his dad, "I'll go change my clothes now, Dad."
Mr. Na nods and smiles at him, "Sure, sweetie." He ruffles his hair and kisses his forehead.
He gets up from the couch and goes to his room upstairs. When he enters, he immediately closes the door and flops himself on the bed.
He breathes heavily and closes his eyes.
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