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        "So you're telling me," Taeyong handed Renjun a cup of coffee with furrowed eyebrows. "You've been Lee Donghyuck's friend since he was young? And you're still sane and alive? Damn, your personalities must really match that well." Renjun smiled and shook his head. "You have no idea what I've had to put up with. But we don't properly fight. But I did receive an invitation to some rooftop fight the other day." He shrugged and sipped from the cup. 

          "Well you see, our fetus Pwark Jisung is becoming an adult this year. To celebrate that, we will be fighting on a roof, in suits, on a rainy day." Jaemin explained, messing up the sheets on his cousin's bed. "Also can I get another shot of espresso in my coffee?" 

                      "I will personally break your coffee maker. What you're drinking is already four plain shots. Don't even think about it, Nana." Jaehyun scoffed and pushed the pink haired aside to sit beside his husband. "Back to you, Renjun. You've already moved here, right? Are you thinking about getting a job or something?" 

    "Yes, actually, I was accepted to work at a store that sells GayCity merchandise. I start work next week, so Jaemin and Jeno won't be seeing me as much." Renjun said proudly. "It's not the best job, but it gives me satisfaction. And Jaemin," He turned to the man. "Six hours a day, five days a week. Don't annoy Jeno too much for attention during that time."

  "That's so cool! So do you get to bring home an album because you work there?" Taeyong queried. "Yes, actually, I can take any album of my choice once a month along with my paycheck."

    "I was going to complain about your excessively long working hours but I think you like this job so I'll let it slide. Just come home as early as you can, Injunnie, Jeno's extra boring when he's typing away at his laptop in the afternoons." Jaemin pouted, clinging on to the shorter's arm.

         "Speaking of Jeno, how is he? Is he fine with not meeting his dear, loving, caring, insanely beautiful brother?" Jaehyun may have exaggerated when he described Taeyong and Jeno's relationship. "He's fine, I bet he just didn't want to see your competitive but flat ass, Jeffrey. He's tired of playing video games with you." Taeyong slapped his husband's arm.

"I might just agree with Doyoung that you're flat if you keep bullying me like this."

"Try me."

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           "Welcome home, people who make me sleep so they can visit Jaemin's cousin." Jeno smiled towards the doorway when the two set foot in the house. "I don't know Jeno, it was actually worth putting you to sleep. They're fun." Jeno threw a pillow at Renjun, who caught it on instinct. "Okay maybe I'm not fun. Also, Injun, I ironed your uniform already. Go check if there are any more wrinkles."

"Better not be any. Thanks anyway."

 Jaemin turned to his boyfriend with a betrayed look. "Bitch, you knew?"