Eyes barely open, head low-key spinning from the hangover, Renjun sits down on the dinning table at his house only to find out that he's going to marry the son of his father's friend and even worse, the son is a person among his best friends and the...
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Jaemin comes back home from meeting Jeno at the club as usual. As soon as he gets inside, he goes to the room to look for the older but finds no one in there, so he quickly changes his clothes into a black t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. He then heads toward the living room and takes a seat down on the couch, turns the TV on as he waits for someone to come back home.
After an hour, the doorbell rings and Jaemin knows immediately who it is. He instantly gets up and goes to the door, opening it.
Renjun is standing in front of him, face almost as red as a tomato. He does nothing but to stares straight at the younger's chest since that is where his eyes level meets the the younger. He only stands there for so long like he is possessed by something as Jaemin watches him.
"Renjun?" The brown haired calls and the older finally looks up at his face.
"Huh?" He answers with a confused face.
They have been partying and drinking together as friends for years now but Jaemin seems to not know exactly how the older acts when he is drunk, well at least he knows for sure now that the older is completely drunk.
He lets out a small sigh and gently pulls Renjun by his hand into the house. "There is no Donghyuck here to deal with your drunk ass, so please behave." He complains. As soon as he stops complaining, Renjun suddenly plops his head onto his chest and closes his eyes. "Can't you wait for ten seconds?" Jaemin says and picks the older up, carrying him to the bedroom.
Once he gets there, he gently places the older on the bed and stands up straight to take a deep breath. "I guess that's all?" He mumbles to himself and about to walk out of the room but he is stopped by a grasp around his wrist. He turns around and sees Renjun holding onto it tightly with his eyes still closed.
"It's so dark in here, I don't like it." He mumbles in his sleep.
Jaemin squads down next to the bed and carefully takes the older's hand off his. "That's because your eyes are closed, stupid." He pats Renjun's head twice and gets up, leaving the room.
The brown haired goes to his room and rest his body on the mattress, leaving out a deep breath after. He stares at the ceiling for some minutes and dozes off to sleep.
An hour later, he hears knocks on the door. It keeps getting louder and instantly takes the sleepiness away from him as he stands up, walks to the door and opens it.
Renjun looks at him with teary eyes and Jaemin panics. "What happened? Why are you crying?" He asks while holding the older's shoulders.
"I'm hungry. Cook me something."
The brown haired suddenly lets go of Renjun's shoulders and is now looking at him with a done expression. "Are you serious? It's 2 am."
"I'm hungry." The older then starts sobbing more and more until Jaemin nods continuously.
