sweet pea. [nomin/jaeno]

Wherever You Are

Jaemin seemed to get hungry a lot, or was constantly whining over something else he needed. At this point he just needed to take a piss, and Jeno had told him he could pull over so Jaemin could go in a bush, but all he got was a scolding for assuming Jaemin was the type of guy to piss in a bush. So, now they were deeper and near the countryside, searching for some sort of area to get a snack and use the washroom that didn't consist of leaves and bark.

The two boys did end up talking a lot in the car like Jaemin had asked for, whether it was more about school or their future or what. Jaemin was pretty ecstatic after his whole visit with a bunch of kittens, so it made sense for him to begin rambling on and on about anything that came to his mind, his body buzzing with excitement; and of course, Jeno couldn't help but stare as much as he could at the boy, hence the fact he was still driving.

Jaemin was moving his hands as he spoke, as if to accentuate each word.
"-then Donghyuck would go absolutely crazy, jumping off the walls. It's funny because the only person who could calm him was Mark, even though Renjun would try, I remember being able to hear the pout on Hyuck's face when Mark would scold him."

The pink haired boy smiled, rubbing at his arm as the smile turned a bit bitter. Jeno kept an eye on the boy, raising a brow. Jaemin sighed a bit.
"I wish I saw them more, but they've been so busy with school. I get things done differently since I'm doing school the lazy way."

Jeno shook his head.
"Not lazy, Jaem. Just more comfortable for you. You're doing really good."

Jaemin flushed a bit, nodding and rubbing at his arm still as he turned towards the window. It was obvious Jaemin became sensitive way easier about things than Jeno ever would, but he understood, not completely as he wasn't blind himself, but he tried his best to understand. It hurt a bit though, as he wanted nothing but happiness for the boy.

Jeno shuffled a bit in his seat, moving his hands on the steering wheel.
"I'm sure they miss you too, Jaem."

The other boy shrugged a bit, rubbing at his shoulder now. It seemed to be a habit of his.
"Maybe, they all want to move to the real city. More opportunities I guess; Mark wants to get into music, and Hyuck wants to be a magazine editor, something about 'feeling powerful in a skyscraper.' Whatever the hell that means."

Jeno snorted, but let Jaemin continue.
"And Renjun wants to be an artist, but like not the kind of artist that sits in their room painting, but the kind of artist that makes big and goes to famous museums and travels and shit."

Jeno nodded, thinking about how his only friend Jisung never really spoke to him about what he wanted. He wondered if Jisung would leave him eventually, Jeno wasn't planning on leaving this city for a bit. He glanced over at Jaemin, wondering the same.

He shifted in his seat again.
"What about you?"

Jaemin hummed, raising a brow in confusion. Jeno spoke again.
"What is your dream?"

He already knew Jaemin wanted to be an author, but what if it was some shit like his friend Renjun? What if Jaemin wanted to make it big and be famous and adventure out there?

Jaemin sat up a bit in his seat, ready to talk as if he had thought about this before.
"Mmm, if I could really dream of anything I would want to live on the sea side. I'd want a little porch facing the water, so I could write and listen to the water, I think it would be nice."

Jaemin nodded to himself, before continuing.
"And for when it rains, I would have a writing room, with lots of plants and a little stereo. Cat beds for my future cats, so they can sit with me."