"Did you think I wouldn't have known? Baby, Renjun knows you're the type to get sad when they're bored so he decided not to break the news to you first. 'Twas a good decision." Jeno pulled Jaemin to sit down beside him. "Don't think too much about it." "But I barely know Huang Renjun! I want to get to know him more. When's his birthday, what does he hate, what does he like, does he like pineapple on pizza, what does he think about watermelons, can he drive, can he play an instrument, I have so many questions for him. And they're all necessary questions." Jaemin whined.
"Do you not realise that I can hear you from upstairs?"
Renjun joined the two on the couch. "And to answer your questions, Jaemin, my birthday is on the 23rd of March, I hate Karens and being called short, I like painting in the dark, I do not accept pineapple on pizza, watermelons are very round, yes, I can drive, and I don't play any instruments. Happy?" Jeno couldn't comprehend half the things he said because of how fast it was. "I wanted to ask all that by having a conversation with you, but I guess you refuse to let me show my affection." Jaemin pouted and rested his head on Jeno's shoulder.
"If I were to have a conversation, I'd need the perfect time and condition for it. I like conversations at midnight, under starry skies with a bowl of chocolates in front of me. I like conversations on a soft couch, covered in blankets while binge watching movies. I like conversations in the dark, before going to sleep. I like conversations while working on something. I like it when the conversation isn't started by me. I like conversations with someone who gives me attention when I'm talking. I like conversations with the people I'm grateful for. I thought all this was quite obvious by now."
Jaemin practically jumped across Jeno's lap to sit beside his other roommate when he heard that. "So you will engage in conversation with me if I do all that?" Renjun smiled and stood up, stretching his arms above his head.
"Maybe."
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tiny | norenmin
Fanfictionsoft boy, soft boy, and another soft boy. renjun loved the idea of it, but he couldn't risk worsening his injuries, no? -𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶- 2020 - yutaney_spears© [unedited]
