Jae's lonely life seems stable and dull until he finds out his son has run away from his boyfriend to fulfill some mysterious plan that might break two people meant to be or bring two back together.
Jaemin smiled in a shy way, his eyes moving down to Renjun's lips like they aways did, Jaemin licked over his own then suddenly pressed them to Renjun's in a vey meaningful way. The boy felt heat overtaking him, Jaemin's hand moved down his belly along his sides to his back, Renjun's hand landed in Jaemin's hair, the boy's lips filling his so tasty, their tongues unable to part so deeply that Renjun wasn't sure if his tongue hasn't become a part of Jaemin's or was it the opposite way around. Jaemin's hands traveling over his body underneath the t-shirt so nicely, their lips unable to part, the kiss becoming sloppy, steamy, needy. Jaemin's lips falling on his jaw, his palms trying to lift up Jaemin's shirt to see it, the thing he was only admiring on photos, his mind blurring, the sensation of Jaemin's lips playing with the skin of his neck so good he moaned and then Jaemin's lips stopped. Jaemin pulled back sitting up on his lap as he had been lying on him pressing him to the pillow a moment ago, his hands still caressing circles on Renjun's now exposed chest as his t-shirt has been raised up to his armpits, while his hands were holding on to the fabric of Jaemin's shirt uncovering a part of his tanned belly.
"I'm sorry Renjun," whispered Jaemin his face red, his head low.
"Please don't stop," whispered Renjun his body aching for more.
"I can't, I love you too much to hurt you," Jaemin pulled his t-shirt down covering his chest, Renjun's body reacting with sharp pain, he winced.
"I'm sorry," Jaemin was sad when he moved from his lap, Renjun just pulled on the fabric of his shirt in his fist fighting for a moment util letting him go.
"Why do you run away? Am I so ugly?" he asked.
"You're the most beautiful Renjun," Jaemin said in an honest way.
"But you don't want me."
"Renjun you're still so small," Jaemin laid down next to him as Renjun refused to let him go.
"I'm eighteen," he said feeling need and disappointment.
"Eighteen is just a number, some people need more time to grow, everyone has his own time," Jaemin caressed his hair, watching him fondly, his gaze slipping down to Renjun's lips.
"Why are you always doing it, looking at me like that and then not doing it?" asked Renjun.
"Because I love you," said Jaemin leaning in kissing the tip of his nose.
"I haven't even seen your body other than on photos, you're showing it to everyone but not to me," Renjun tried to pull Jaemin's shirt up but the boy stopped his hands laughing loudly.
"Why are you so desperate Renjun and so stubborn?" he asked even amused.
"But why?"
"I'm leading a battle here and you're not helping," Jaemin giggled.
"I don't understand."
"You see, because you're not ready for stuff like that yet, you just found out Daisy and Chenle had done it so you want to be the next."
"No, it's not because of Chenle doing it," muttered Renjun.
"Once you're ready I'd gladly give you everything and more but till then please don't make it even harder than it already is. It's been 5 years without sex I'm just a man," Jaemin sighed.
Renjun felt something tightening inside him, Jaemin was older than him, Jaemin had had it. Jaemin was always looking at him that way, what made Jae joke about Jaemin being like a traveler on a desert looking at a lake on the other side of an abyss.
So maybe Jaemin wanted him and maybe, just maybe was struggling hard with himself to not push them into doing it.
"Can you at least show me your body?" asked Renjun getting red.
"Renjun go to sleep," begged Jaemin.
"Please, I will sleep like Ti with just one open eye to stare," whispered Renjun moving to him, licking over his cheek in a cute way, at least he hoped it's cute.
"Go to sleep," muttered Jaemin.
"Please," Renjun was making sweet faces, it was always working on Jae and... yes the guy he never want to think about again.
Maybe his sweat face wasn't good at all he thought lying back staring at the ceiling.
"Renjun please don't be sad," whispered Jaemin caressing his palm.
"How can I not be," he asked. "You all think I will always be little, allow me to grow up."
He was lying there staring into the ceiling till Jaemin took his palm then brought it to his lips kissing over the dark birthmark.
"Maybe you don't like to sleep tonight but I need some sleep, I have work tomorrow," muttered Jaemin wrapping his arms around him, putting his head on Renjun's shoulder. "Goodnight I love you so much," he whispered before closing his eyes.
Renjun was lying there watching the ceiling feeling Jaemin's warmth, listening to him till his breath became even, his head a little heavier on his shoulder. He could just cry, he needed to leave, to leave now when Jaemin was asleep, find Lucas and ask him if he's still in the plan. They had a flight ticket booked, but Jungwoo was under Lucas's care now so they needed to take him with them, Jungwoo didn't understand a thing anyway.
Ok, he needed to leave now, but he decided to stay a while longer, just a moment longer to enjoy Jaemin's closeness and warmth.
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