• There was life. Then there was death. Somewhere in between, they had to love •
> FULLY FICTIONAL
> a long ass story tbh
> the plot belongs to me :)
> mention of mature content/ blood and violence
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《 I belong with you, you belong with me You're my sweetheart 》
~♡~
Bed rest.
He was asked to stay in bed at least for a day. He was strictly ordered to avoid any major movements that required direct strength from his back.
That sounded ridiculous but that's what it was.
They were walking through the second floor corridor; the floor assigned for 'special' working class. Both Jaemin and Renjun had their rooms on that area.
Jeno was walking next to him, quiet.
Weird.
Jaemin wondered whether the older was mad at him for what happened.
"Stop overworking him."
That was Jeno's final warning before they left the lady's room.
Jaemin felt much better after like ten minutes or so. That's when he opened his eyes. He almost felt bad about Jeno who had to stay still on his knees until then.
When they realised the woman was there the whole time, Jaemin of course panicked. But Jeno didn't.
The boy used his hatred towards his mom as a defence method and helped Jaemin back onto his feet.
After that, to the doctor.
The one appointed for the castle.
"If you really need him you have to get my permission first. Got that?"
Another thing Jeno mentioned when they left.
Maybe he was still upset over that.
"Your mother isn't that bad, you know." Jaemin took everything personally, taking the risk. "She was going to help me but you interrupted-"
"So it's my fault?" Jeno snapped, sending a glare at the younger. "That's what you're saying?"
"That's definitely not what I meant." Jaemin said with measured words. "She didn't overwork me, okay? she was just being herself. I love working, you know that."
"Yeah but you're not her servant. You're mine."
"She's your mother. I serve both. It's the same thing—"
"No its not. I'll never be her. She's fake." Jeno sounded mad for real.
Jaemin stopped on his track, carefully turning at the other. Jeno too paused, this time alarmed.
