𖤈 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒊𝒏𝒆: 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝑶𝒖𝒕

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Jaemin follows Jeno towards the stairs and couldn't help but feel like he shouldn't be here for two different reasons.

Obviously number one is about Lee Jeno.

The second one is about how everything is just so... Expensive.

He doesn't know what things he can touch without making it dirty or break it unintentionally, he even hesitates to touch the walls or the railings of the staircase.

Jeno glances over his shoulder to see Jaemin scanning everything they pass by, the older boy doesn't dare to touch anything like a curious kid. He instead just continues following the brunet boy.

Pursing his lips, Jeno turns back to face the front as they walk through the long hallways and getting nearer to his master bedroom.

Pursing his lips, Jeno turns back to face the front as they walk through the long hallways and getting nearer to his master bedroom

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Upon entering the bedroom, Jaemin widens his eyes once again before turning to Jeno

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Upon entering the bedroom, Jaemin widens his eyes once again before turning to Jeno. "Is this really your room?" He asks, almost getting suspicious of the younger boy.

Jeno rolls his eyes while closing the door before carelessly dropping his backpack on the nearest couch. "Check the surroundings, go through my closet if you want, if you don't believe me."

Hearing that, Jaemin just gives up and changes the topic. He doesn't want to invade Jeno's closet and see something he doesn't want to see.

"Shall we start now?" The brunet boy asks, sitting on his bed as he pats the vacant space in front of him.

The older boy nods and carefully drops his backpack on the ground, soon starting to sit down until Jeno speaks up. "Hey, sit here, why are you sitting there?" He asks.

"I want to sit here." Jaemin said, already getting comfortable on his spot on the floor with his legs criss crossed applesauce position.

"But you're my guest. You should be comfortable-"

"I'm very much comfortable on the floor, Jeno." Jaemin cuts him off with an annoyed tone.

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