Remembering the Good Times • JaeNo/NoMin •

flight

"I'm sure that they have a Chipotle in here somewhere..."

Doyoung has with him Taeil and Jaemin while the others go and find their own food. The selection that they can pick from is huge, and there are so many different foods they could get before boarding in an hour.

"It's fine we don't need Chipotle if they don't have one--"

"I'm sure they have one! What place doesn't have at least one-- oh there it is!"

Doyoung grabs Taeil and Jaemins hands as he drags them to the little corner restaurant. They had left their bags all in one spot so they can keep the seats they got, so they're able to actually walk around while carrying extra baggage. Which is how Doyoung dragged his boyfriend and Jaemin to get food.

"Chill you're gonna hurt someone, babe!" Taeil yells, having to run a bit to catch up with him. His short legs don't help with trying to catch up to Doyoung at all, but Jaemin can do it with ease.

"I'm hungry, it's not my fault!" Doyoung says as they stop, finally walking to the surprisingly short line. "I am too, but you don't have to rip my arm off for it!" Taeil whines as Jaemin looks around at the place.

Eventually getting their food and heading back, they quickly stop at a small convenience shop to get some food that they can bring on the plane for the trip.

"Hey that's my soda!"

"I got Pepsi and you got Dr. Pepper, Chenle!"

"There's literally no difference in color and that's mine!"

"Sucks to suck!"

Jaemin can't help but to laugh at Chenle and Jisung fighting over their sodas, Jisung eventually giving up and switching with Chenle and snuggling up to him.

Seeing the couples do their thing somewhat upsets Jaemin, but also pushes him to find his boyfriend-in-captivation as quickly as possible.

"So we'll be here for another half hour until the plane is ready to board... In that case why don't we do something fun?" Donghyuck suggests, and the others nod in agreement. "Like what?" Renjun asks, looking up from his phone. He's been sitting quietly in the corner, away from all the commotion.

"I have a deck of cards if we want to play a card game." Mark says, rummaging in his backpack and pulling out said deck of cards. "And I have my Switch and a few more controllers." Jisung says as Donghyuck nods.

"Sounds like a plan."

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Meanwhile, in Korea...

Jeno groggily opens his eyes, hoping to see Jaemins shining face or the familiar white cieling of their room, but is unpleasantly surprised with a cream-colored cieling and a heavy blanket over him.

And it's itchy as fuck.

Sitting upright, scared out of his wits, he turns around to look at his surroundings. Sure enough, he's not in their room, and Jaemin is most definitely not with him.

The room seems vaguely familiar but he just can't seem to get his finger around it. That is, until a creaking door opens and in comes his blood father, smiling.

At least Jeno thinks he's smiling.

"Where the fuck am I, you sick--" Jeno looks down, noticing he has clothes on. Last time he checked, he was completely naked and covered in cum and sweat.

"And why am I wearing clothes?!" He yells in English. His father only smiles wider and walks up to the bed, his heeled shoes clicking on the hardwood floor.

"Why, you're in Korea. This is your old room, remember? We never changed it, because we knew you'd come back."

'Why that sick fuck--' Jeno thinks, backing away from the man who touches the bed. "You're disgusting." He spits, his leg dangling off the other side of the bed. He was put into sweatpants and a sweatshirt that he knows are Jaemins by the looks of it. Apparently his parents didn't know that.

"We knew you wouldn't come back willingly, so we snuck in and took you. And you should be glad we did." His father grins, wrinkles forming by his eyes. "You'll love the girl we have for you."

"Y-you know what you're doing is illegal, right?" Jeno says, his hands shaking. "You can't take anyone out of their living space without consent."

"Nobody needs to know it was forced." The older pauses, his smile dropping. "All they need to know is that you're my son and we were taking you back from America, away from that disgusting male you call a boyfriend." He adds, eyes burning at the thought of Jaemin.

Jeno's eyes open wide. "Jaemin is the best thing to ever happen to me, you fucking dick." Jeno growls, standing up from the bed. He easily towers over his father, even from across the bed.

"This girl will be an excellent replacement. You will learn to love her more than you do that thing."

"Jaemin is a male, not a thing, and no female could ever replace him."

"Everything can change, sweet son."

"I'm not your son."

Jeno snarls and stomps past his father, to the door, and down the oh-so-familiar stairs.

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Yeehaw I actually kinda like writing this now

And I think I'll publish on maybe Friday? If I have written more chapters before then maybe it'll be earlier but idk