sweet pea. [nomin/jaeno]

Sea, Swallow Me

It was a bit weird waking up the morning after your first time, for Jeno it was at least. It was all so foreign, what had been happening, although in the end some of it felt so natural. Jeno had cleaned both of them up afterwards and then they talked for a long while, Jaemin resting his head on Jeno's chest as he traced patterns into his skin. They spoke of family, of friends, of their dreams and their futures, it was nice; and Jeno felt happy, very happy.

Jeno woke up first the following day, his eyes blinking slowly through the morning sun shining through the faded curtains. The place was quiet, besides soft snoring he heard from next to him; to which he turned his head to figure out the culprit. A head of pink hair was sprawled along the pillow, his mouth opened a bit as he breathed softly in his sleep. His long lashes casted shadows over his cheeks, Jeno trailing his eyes down every feature as the boy slept.

His eyes trailed further, down the boys jaw and to his neck, where a couple purple bruises were formed, and Jeno found himself blushing a bit; knowing he was the one that put them there. Jaemin laid on his side, the blanked by the curve of his hips, his stomach moving as he inhaled and exhaled. His collarbones and chest and everything above on display, and Jeno couldn't help when he licked his lips slightly.

The raven haired boy sighed deeply, running a hand over his face as he tried to process what had really happened, knowing he had just lost his virginity to his crush. He knows he's a bit old to have lost it, a majority of university students having lost it years ago, but Jeno never really found the right time; but last night seemed about right. Everything about last night really had been perfect, and he hopes Jaemin had thought so too. They were both so giddy and shy but both so excited, and it made Jeno's heart thump up again just thinking about it.

Jeno turned over again, reaching a hand to run it along Jaemin's waist, before leaning to leave a kiss on his neck; then up to his cheek. It was about nine probably, and Jeno was hoping there was some sort of breakfast bar or something around this hotel. The boy got out of the bed, the air rushing against his naked body as he quickly got to his bag to slip on some clothes, shivering a bit. He planned to grab some food quickly, and bring it back up to wake Jaemin; not wanting to wake him up now and drag him down the stairs. Jeno was too soft to even try and wake up the sleeping boy as of right now.

He walked to the door, making sure he had his key so he could make it back, and he closed it behind him to make his way out into the hallway and towards the stairs. The boy heard a couple voices, probably the other visitors walking around downstairs. He followed them, taking a whiff from around him and frowning when he couldn't smell any sort of food. When he had reached the room with voices, there had been a few people sitting down with a coffee, to be exact, two people, but no food in sight.

Jeno noticed the woman from last night, groaning internally but walking up to her. She was just standing around, but her back straightened a bit when she noticed Jeno walking towards her, to which the boy spoke as he wanted to just leave her side already.
"Do you not have breakfast here?"

The woman shook her head.
"No, but we have coffee."

Jeno rose a brow.
"No meals, like at all?"

The woman shook her head again, to which Jeno nodded, a smug frown on his lips.
"No wonder you have no visitors."

He turned again, rubbing a hand over his face once more as he walked towards the front door. Jeno remembers seeing a cafe about ten minutes down the road, and he decided that would have to do. He didn't want Jaemin to go hungry, and he also didn't want to wake the boy up, so he decided to go grab some of the food himself to surprise the boy when he woke up.

His car was where he left it, and he got in to start the engine so he could make this as quick as possible. Jeno still couldn't get over last night, a smile trying to pull on his lips every time he thought about it. He tried not to distract himself though as he drove, not wanting to accidentally run somebody over while thinking about Jaemin's nipples.