MILLENNIALS
renjun finds amusement and entertainment in jeno's... well, density. he smiles when he remembers certain days; a special one today.
he's resting his head in jeno's lap-a regular occurance-but this time their discussing renjun's history essay he has due for tomorrow. renjuns explaining how long ago everything happened, and jeno just doesn't seem to get it. as he mentions centuries and decades, jeno stops him.
"wait wait wait-so which is each one?"
he says, looking down at renjun with his signature wide eyes and small smile, and the elder smiles back at him-he can't help it.
"decade is ten years-you know a century right?"
renjun says, and jeno's lips form a tiny pout as he thinks.
"century is a hundred years-a thousand years is... uh... a millennial?"
he asks, and renjun smiles, but he shakes his head.
"millennium. millennials are the ones born from like, the early eighties to like the late nineties and early two thousands."
renjun replies, and jeno laughs softly.
"my smart boy."
he says, before stroking renjuns hair.
NOTE
i figured that some of these were just gonna be tiny concepts and shit so here we go
also this is late and i'm sorry
