"Stop calling me Jenofer, I am not some random american woman with or without a visible lipstick addiction." Jeno whined as he trailed behind Renjun to the front door. "I already told you Jenofer, if you keep accusing me of staring at you, which I may or may not have been guilty for, I will continue calling you that. And open the door, I left my keys at home." The older leaned against the wall and pointed at the door.
"I left my keys at home too."
They stared at each other for about seven seconds before Renjun exhaled in disappointment.
"Ring the doorbell, Jaemin won't attack me. But just for my safety, stand in front of me."
"Alright, your highness."
"I am not a king, you mere civilian."
"We are both mere civilians, Junnie."
"Don't remind me."
"Who's a mere civilian?" The sound must have reached the kitchen. Jaemin's outfit wasn't more different other than the fact that he was wearing one of Renjun's oversized hoodie instead of his own. "Cotton candy man, that's my hoodie." The Chinese pointed out.
"No, it's my will to live. Go take a shower, dinner's ready. You too, abdominal muscles."
Jaemin's tone was calm but what he was saying was half nonsense and half not-nonsense. Considering the fact that he was walking properly and wasn't calling them the wrong names, it wasn't very likely that he had managed to get drunk in that short amount of time. "Nana, my name is Jeno, not abdominal muscles." Jeno laughed and dragged Renjun inside with him.
"Don't listen to him Jaemin. His name is Jenofer. Jeno? Never heard of her."
"I like that name, I'll call him that from now on. Thanks, Junnie. Go take a shower Jenofer. You stink too."
"I do not stink, but I shall shower since I'm sweaty."
"Okay, sweetie."
"Don't push it, Jenofer."
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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]
