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when jaemin awoke close to jeno, he gave him a tender gaze. the sunshine shining on the ravenette's immaculate face made it gleam, giving him a sweet appearance as he dozed off. to prevent the sun's rays from hitting jeno's face, jaemin extended his hand in that direction to block the sun rays. the boy's other hand was gently caressing jeno's silky smooth hair.

when the sleeping man made a small movement, jeno was touched by Jaemin's hand. the morning was very lovely, with patches of irregularly distributed yellow colour in the sky. sunlight could be seen through the enormous, translucent glasses that were draped in grey. jaemin was mesmerised by his beautiful husband.
 
after the lovely night they had yesterday, he was at peace. they had enough time at last to explain everything to one another. jaemin became even more in love with jeno after learning that he was an old acquaintance. to jaemin, everything was crystal clear; every cute thing they did together, all those priceless memories, were suddenly returning. there were still traces of those lovely memories he shared with jeno, even though he had forgotten most of them as a result of how he had been bullied. he really cared for jeno. after learning that karina is only a diversion and not love, jaemin felt better.

"good morning..." jeno said as he sluggishly rubbed his eyes. even though he had closed his eyes, the ravenette steadily drew nearer to jaemin, appearing to be cuddling with him.

the man looked so cute, jaemin couldn't help but smile. he felt reassured that maybe jeno wouldn't treat him badly. jaemin caressed the older's hair, "good morning nono". he slowly whispered into his ears.
  
when jeno opened his eyes, he saw jaemin gazing at him and smiling tenderly. in response, jeno grinned back.

jaemin panicked, "i'll g-go make breakfast!-" as he blushed at being discovered.

"you don't know how to cook, so I'll just appoint some chefs", jeno chuckled pathetically.

"i always cook the breakfast because it's simple", jaemin muttered.

he mocks the pinkette by saying, "true, simply a boiled egg and expresso for yourself, milk and cereals for me."

"i won't prepare milk and cereal for you!", he pouted angrily and out from the room.

"well.. baby, mom never gave me such breakfast ever", jeno sighed getting up from the bed.
 
for jeno, jaemin experimented egg fry dish. For offering him only cereal, he felt guilty. currently, he was attempting to prepare some egg rolls for the breakfast. although it was his first time making the item, he was doing a good job.

When suddenly he felt hands encircling his waist from behind, he was busy mixing the dough. jaemin was shocked by jeno's unexpected touch, yet he secretly grinned while flushing. he had such a soft sensation today merely because of the way jeno had changed. how compassionate he is, as before.