SUN & MOON.
wholeness, harmony

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        THE DELECTABLE AROMA OF THE kimchi pancakes sizzling on the hot skillet had caused Jeno to put on a fond smile.

        "Mhmn"

        Jeno slowly crept behind Jaemin who was placing down the freshly-cooked pancake off of the hot pan and onto the ceramic plates of the previously cooked pancakes.

        Jaemin was taken aback as he felt a pair of arms slither down his waist, wrapping around his abdomen tightly with his chin resting on his broad shoulders.

        "What are you cooking there, love?"

        Jeno tilted his head to the side with a toothy smile, with Jaemin doing the same gist, staring into each others' glimmering pupils overflowing with the love and desire for one another.

        Jaemin reached into the stove and took the fire out, putting all his attention to the black-haired male who had his arms wrapped around his waist, pressing their bodies even closer than before.

The younger flips his body away from the stovetop, now facing Jeno with his hands pressed softly against his chest.

He looks straight into his eyes and couldn't help but giggle affectionately.

Within seconds, Jeno presses his lips gingerly on Jaemin's, ther hearts beating in a rate faster than the speed of light. Their lips move in-sync, moving slowly and letting all their love and affection pour onto each other in a blissful and ecstatic kiss.

Every move was gentle and careful, each not wanting to go rough and lustful, letting the soft atmosphere take them to wherever it wishes them to.

The two break out of the kiss, with Jaemin's hands wrapped around Jeno's neck, and the older reaching for Jaemin's crimson cheeks and caressing them gingerly. Their chests heave up and down in a rapid pace, breathing heavily and catching their breaths. Small giggles escape their lips as a smile creeps onto their faces, their hearts beating in the rhythm of their immense love.

"I love you," Jeno whispers breathlessly, his hand ruffling the younger's brown locks.

Jaemin couldn't restrain the endless strings of giggles escaping hs swollen lips.

"I love you too."

"Ahem."

        Jeno and Jaemin fell out of their daze as they tirned their head,

        —only to see a pouting Renjun with his arms crossed on his chest.

        The two chuckled at the short male, slowly making their way towards him.

        "Injun."

        Jaemin poked Renjun's shoulder but the boy didn't budge.

        Renjun only rolled his eyes at the two as he clicked his tongue.

        But all they could do was chuckle at the stubborn boy.

        "Ah!-"

        Renjun gasped loudly as within second he was being lifted off of his feet, with a pair of arms gripping tightly on his waist as he was being carried onto the marble countertop.

        And immediately, he could feel a pair of lips moving against his neck.

        Jaemin sucked on the flesh of Renjun's neck, swirling his tongue on his skin while taking the older's moans and whimpers as signs of encouragement.

        "Ahh- J-Jaemin~" Renjun moaned softly, unconsciously tilting his head to the side for even more access for Jaemin.

        The younger didn't hesitate to bite and nip on his skin, lapping his tongue repeatedly and making sure to leave a visible mark.

        "Nnghh~" Renjun whimpered out, clutching on the edge of the counter with clenched fists with his knuckles turning white.

Jaemin nips on Renjun's soft skin feverishly as the older releases another breathy moan with the immense pleasure and ecstasy overwhelming him.

Jaemin pulls away with a satisfied smirk on his face, looking at Renjun who was breathing heavily with the reddest cheeks in the world.

"H-Hey..." Renjun managed to let out despite being out of breath.

        Jaemin stared into Renjun's sparkling orbs with a fond smile, giggling at how the older was trying his best to avoid his tempting gaze. Jaemin leaned in closely and planted a soft, affectionate kiss on Renjun's flushed cheeks, pulling away and looking at the adorable boy with his purple hair covering part of his eyes, all fluffy and disheveled.

Jeno giggles at the heart-fluttering sight, slowly approaching the flustered boy taking small little steps. Renjun had his head down low, hiding his pink cheeks, fiddling with his fingers as if it was the most interesting sight to see.

        Renjun's peripheral vision could sense Jeno getting nearer and nearer. And all so suddenly, he felt a finger lay under his chin, tilting his head up, his blushing cheeks now on full display.

        Jeno felt a lump form on his throat, seeing Renjun in this vulnerable state—flushed cheeks, disheveled hair, red, swollen lips.

        It took Jeno so much strength to restrain him from destroying right on the spot.

        With no hesitation, Jeno slammed his lips onto Renjun's, feverishly moving in sloppy and uncoordinated moves.

        Renjun let out a strangled whimper, muffled into the lustful kiss that was getting heated by the second.

"Jeno-yah!", Renjun gasped, squrming softly as Jeno wandered around the older's body, landing on his thighs and squeezing them tightly.

This gave Jeno the opportunity to slip his tongue into Renjun's mouth, caressing the older's tongue and lips with his own.

"Mhmn~" Renjun couldn't help but let out lewd noises, moving sloppily in the kiss and feeling the immense lust fueling Jeno.

The younger pulls out of the kiss, staring intensely into Renjun's sparkling orbs, their lips awfully red and swollen, hearts beating at incredible speeds.

"O-Oh my god," Renjun sucks in the breath, his body shuddering—overwhelmed with the overflowing lust and pleasure.

And it's only morning.

        The three snap out of their daze as footsteps coming from the staircase grew louder and louder, and soon enough three figures had entered the kitchen.

        Donghyuck and Mark were first to enter the scene, with the older's arm tossed over Hyuck's shoulders. With puzzled faces, they stared at Jaemin and Jeno, who seemingly had swollen lips, and Renjun, who seemed beyond destroyed with his messy hair and reddened lips.

        The two didn't want to think that they just did it over here in the kitchen, right in front of the innocent food.

        Mark and Donghyuck looked at each other knowingly, but they couldn't hide the fact that they will be forever mortified with this piece of information. They tried their best to dismiss those thoughts, not wanting to lose their appetite.

        Right behind them was Miri, wearing an oversized white print tee with red dolphin shorts that were barely visible under the long shirt. Her sleeves were slightly rolled up, her long brown hair put up in a messy bun with her disheveled bangs swept to the side unneatly.

        "How's breakfast?", Miri questioned bluntly, a yawn escaping her lips as she pulled her body onto the bar stool.

        "'s ready," Jeno replied as he quickly picked up the plate of kimchi pancakes, making his way to the marble kitchen island and gently setting it down the table.

        Jaemin helped Renjun get down from the countertop, the older still having his insides turned and twisted.

        Donghyuck pulled a bar stool right across Miri and sat down on it, with Mark doing the same and sitting
beside Hyuck. Jaemin and Renjun took the initiative to set the table with plates and silverware while Jeno, too, sat on a chair.

And soon enough, everyone was at the table, except—

"Where's Chenle?", Mark asked as he picked up his chopsticks and used it to pick up a pancake off of the plate.

Miri shrugged. "But I called him already."

And as if by cue, footsteps were heard coming from the staircase.

Each step was slow and heavy, as if they were from someone who was completely exhausted and out of energy.

At the doorway in the kitchen, stood a blonde-haired boy, with disheveled locks, fringe covering half of his eyes, and a wide frown plastered on his lips.

Donghyuck let out a giggle. "Morning."

He motioned the younger to come sit beside him.

Chenle was walking incredibly slow, taking small, little steps. His hooded eyes were narrowed down, limiting his field of vision and suggesting that he was still adjusting to the bright light in the kitchen.

Chenle pulled out a stool and slumped his body on it, which is threatening to fall any second now.

"Chenle?", the said boy tilted his head up to Miri upon hearing the mention of his name.

"Do you need any more sleep?", the girl asked, genuinely concerned for Chenle's state.

Last night, Miri thought Jisung was going to sleep with her in his parents' bedroom, which she wasn't bothered by one bit, nor did she think maliciously about it. They were friends, and they respected each other and knew their boundaries, and plus, it's not like Jisung has the social capacity to do something dirty either.

Miri randomly woke up in the middle of the night, not bothering to check the time, because something else was bothering her.

Jisung wasn't sleeping soundly beside her, and not even in her field of vision.

She was alarmed and worried, and being the good friend she is, she decided to check up on him—wherever he is—and make sure he was doing alright.

The first thing she saw upon stepping out of her room was Chenle's supposed room, and with the curiosity taking over her, she had to check it out.

Nervously, she held onto the doorknob and twisted it slowly, pulling the door slightly just enough for her to peek her head in and just catch a glimpse of the scene.

Jisung was sleeping in the bed, tucked into the covers but Chenle—

The boy had his back rested against the headboard, his head hung low as he sat there in a very uncomfortable position, especially when you're trying to get a good night's sleep.

Miri saw the boy looking in pain with the way he was seated on the bed.

She didn't want to leave him there. Not in that state.

And that subsequently became the reason as to why Chenle was—forcefully—sleeping beside Miri in the room. Not like he had any other choice anyway.

And that also explains his lack of energy, spending more than half of his slumber sleeping in such an uncomfortable position, and only being able to properly rest for about, two hours.

Chenle shook his head slowly, signifying a no which was, most definitely, a lie.

And Miri was well-aware that it is, in fact, a lie.

But Miri let him be. Maybe Chenle didn't really feel like sleeping again. But whatever the reason is, it's her duty to respect that in every way.

"Well, anyways," the girl spoke, finishing off the last of her kimchi pancake.

"We need someone to take care of Jisung," Miri started, slowly going down from the bar stool. "And his breakfast, you know."

"Hm," Jeno hummed acknowledging what Miri said.

Mark puffed his cheeks. "Well, I'm planning to take a bath after breakfast," he muffled out, his mouth filled with food.

"And I have to fold the laundry," Donghyuck injected into the conversation, jolting his head up to the others. "Sorry."

"Well..."

Jeno wiggled his eyebrows at Jaemin and, quickly, he understood.

The two males avert their gaze to Renjun, and the innocent boy could feel his throat run dry.

"We have some unfinished business," Jeno added with a smirk as he stood up from the table and grabbed Renjun's wrist.

Renjun was taken aback by the sudden touch, and soon he was being pulled out of the kitchen, with Jaemin following behind with a deadly smirk plastered on his face.

"W-Wait what?!", Renjun yelled at the top of his lungs, struggling to get out of Jeno's hold, despite knowing exactly why he's being taken away.

And the others could only stare knowingly with a deep sigh.

Donghyuck just finished eating breakfast, and so he stood up and walked upstairs, with Mark following behind as he, too, just finished eating.

Leaving Miri and Chenle alone.

To be honest, Chenle was just waiting for Miri to voluntarily take care of Jisung. So all he did was sit there silently, and eat his food in peace.

Until—

"Hey," Miri spoke softly, poking Chenle's shoulder with a warm smile on her face.

Chenle dropped his chopsticks and went to face Miri, shooting his head up to meet the girl's eyes.

"What." Chenle didn't mean to come out rude but that was how Miri perceived it. The boy looked pissed and annoyed, and she didn't want to anger him any further.

But she had to talk to him. It's now or never.

"Uhm," Miri played with a loose strand of hair on her face, finding the right words for a proper reply.

"Yeah, I'm quite busy."

Okay? Chenle scoffed internally because of all the clownery Miri was presenting unto him. He already knew what she was going to do anyway. She was wasting her own time and making Jisung wait for his breakfast. Why can't she just hurry up and leave, and say that she'll just take care of Jisung for herself-

"Please,"

Miri's sudden plead caught Chenle off-guard.

"Take care of Jisung."

    Miri flashed Chenle one last smile as she soon went on her way, and walked out of the kitchen.

Leaving Chenle dumbfounded.

It took Chenle a couple minutes to even process what she just said.

The boy blinked a couple times, sweat trickling down his face and his heart beating faster than usual.

Heck, his heart was doing whole somersaults in his chest.

His breathing grew shallow as reality hits.

No.

Oh fuck, no.

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        ❀ | a/n !
— extremely long chapterrr, maybe to make up for the slow updates :DD
— u kno whats coming up ;))
— HYUCKHAN !