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fuck boy - chapter four

"good morning," jaemin said as he saw jeno in the kitchen, cooking something. "why does the smell burn?" he asked.

"i know i am really bad at this and ramen was the only one i know to cook, but you don't have to say that." the younger said, pouting.

the older one frowned because of what he said, made him look at the stove and there he saw the burnt egg and bacon.

"oh, god. what the heck are you doing!" he hissed and immediately turned the stove off.

"i just want to make breakfast!" he shouted, still pouting.

"you should ask for mama's help!" he shouted back.

"but i want to make it on my own..." he reasoned, looking away.

"god, jeno. asking for someone's help is already hard to do for you?" he hissed, rolling his eyes.

"because it's for you!"

he was stopped on what he was doing after hearing what jeno said, a silence filled the whole kitchen and the only water was the one who's giving a noise.

"w-well, mom told me that i-i should take care of you." he gulped, looking away. "b-because you will be my h-husband." and he was cursing himself for stuttering.

"o-oh..." jaemin responded. "next time, ask someone's help or else, you will burn your kitchen down." and he looked away.

jaemin did the breakfast instead while jeno was watching him at the corner, listing down how to do those. or let's say, his mom really did not tell him to do it.

he just really wants to make breakfast for jaemin.

"do you want a strawberry on waffles?" jaemin asked as he looked at jeno.

"bananas will do." he responded.

"you don't like those?" he frowned and cut some bananas.

"no, but you do."

and that made jaemin look at him, which also made jeno look at him as he felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

"wae?" he frowned.

"nothing," he giggled and shook his head.

the older continued preparing their breakfast while jaemin kept watching him.

"do you have any plans today?" he asked, taking a bite of waffles.

"nothing," he shook his head.

"great," he smiled. "you need to come with me to my company today."

"me?" and he pointed to himself.

"as if the waffles was the one i was talking to." and he rolled his eyes.

"wait, what for?" he frowned. "we're not even married yet."

"i just want to," jeno said. "and i just want to introduce you as my soon to be husband to the girl who keeps bothering me."

"me?!" and he pointed at himself again.

"the fuck, jaemin. are you already deaf?!" he hissed.

"but dude, i thought you like girls?" jaemin said.