Nct Dream |Instagram| [Nomin , Markhyuck , Chensung]

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Jaemin woke up to something small and fluffy batting him in the face.

Callie was sitting on his chest and lightly patting his cheek with her paw, a playful look on her face.

"Hi baby," Jaemin stroked her head with a finger before trying to sit up. He failed and let out a loud groan. His head was instantly pounding again and his back was on fire.

He lifted his collar to his mouth to bite on it as he tried to self assess the damage on his back by himself.

Once he had prodded his back enough and got no where, he removed the collar from his mouth before peering down at his clothes. They werent his coffee drenched ones. They were Jeno's, Jaemin could tell because he had worn them a thousand times.

The smell of the clothes made Jaemin sigh in a mix of comfort and guilt.

They need to talk. He isn't going to let things go with Jeno unless they get to talk first.

Jaemin always preferred to talk to people whenever there was a problem, he didn't like misunderstanding but after what happened yesterday he jumped to the point he didn't want to. He at least needed to thank Jeno for saving him.

Jaemin took a deep breath before pushing with all of his might to push himself into a sitting position on the bed. His muscles and bones screaming with every slight movement. The sharp pains overwhelming Jaemin and making tears well in his eyes but he didnt let them fall.

He slowly stood to his feet with much protest from his back and began to slowly shuffle forward. Taking baby steps out into the living room, slowly limping down the hallway.

"Jeno?" Jaemin called out, he didn't see Jeno anywhere. He saw Oreo sleeping by the front door all the way across the room.

"Jeno, are you home?" Jaemin called out a bit louder, leaning against the wall for some support.

Still no answer.

Jaemin took a shakey breath. What if Jeno left him? What if Jeno finally realized he is more trouble than he is worth?

He heard the front door handle jiggle and swing open, he stared with glazed over eyes as Jeno entered the room. He took off his hat and shook out his hair, he had two large grocery bags in one of his hands.

"Jeno," Jaemin let out a relieved whisper, finally catching the elders attention.

"Jaemin what are you doing?" Jeno walked forward a few steps before stopping, he didnt know how close the boy wanted him to be. "You should be in bed."

"I, I," Jaemin muttered before his face scrunched up a little.

Jaemin tried to move quickly to Jeno but the his body began to buckle once he got within a foot of him.

"Jaemin!" Jeno lightly caught the boy around the waist, keeping him on his feet.

"I wanted," Jaemin's bottom lip quivering as he spoke as he looked up at Jeno. "I-I just wanted to talk to you."

"Of course we can talk Nana," Jeno pet the back of Jaemin's head, trying to keep the younger boy from crying. "But don't you want to wait until you feel be-"

"Do you not want me anymore?" Jaemin let his hands grab onto the front of Jeno's jacket.

"Nana what kind of-"

"Tell me the truth," As much as it hurt Jaemin, he couldn't take his eyes of Jeno's if he wanted the truth. Eye contact is the way to Jeno's truthful tounge and thats what he wanted. "Do you hate that we haven't had sex yet? I want to know if you would be happy with so-"