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7
he's not so cute anymore
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jaemin wakes up the next morning in a cold sweat.

the same reoccurring nightmare had awoken him from the slumber he was once in, and it was only 5am. he had no classes this specific day since it was saturday, so this was inconvenient.

of course he still had to go into work later that night. he'd been working at the same place for nearly 6 years now. but his boss lets him take off to study every now and then.

he threads his fingers through his hair as his eyes focus on the brown blanket that had wrapped around his figure. his eyebrows raise.

the papers that were once scattered among his bed were neatly placed beside his laptop that were now on his desk. jaemin looks to his left and sees a bottle of vitamins on his nightstand along with what looked like a fresh cup of strawberry yogurt.

"what..." he moves towards the night stand and sees a note placed onto the side of the cup. he reaches out his hand hesitantly before delicately peeling it off and reading it.

don't overwork yourself next time, hm? it's not ideal for your health or your grades. don't forget to drink water, and maybe take a rest every now and then? your habits still worry me. eat this, and drink the vitamins. you need it.

ps. i know you've said countless of times that you hate strawberry flavored things, but don't think i don't see you in the café across your building eating strawberry cakes. be more slick next time :)

jaemin immediately snaps his neck over to the bed next to his and sees a big lump upon it. a large, snoring lump.

he could recognize jeno's handwriting in a heartbeat, so this was no mystery to solve.

with a gulp, jaemin places the note onto his lampshade and proceeds to pick the cup of yogurt up along with the spoon that had been placed along with it.

he eats what jeno had bought for him with a small smile etched on his face. he can't deny the fact that jeno still has him feeling butterflies flutter inside his stomach.

though it was a small gesture, jaemin likes to treat it as if jeno had saved his life. (truthfully, to an extent, he thinks he did.)

before jaemin begins to eat though, he hops out of his bed and moves to his desk.

picking up a sticky note, he quickly scribbles something onto it and places it upon jeno's lampshade before getting back into his bed wrapped up in the blanket.

as jaemin is enjoying his breakfast at 5am, he scrolls through twitter as he usually does while eating alone. with jeno asleep to his right, jaemin had no one to talk to.

it wasn't until a loud noise had startled him and nearly made him spill his food all over the place that jaemin looks back over at jeno's bed, not seeing the moving lump of red mass on it.

an eyebrow of his is raised as jeno shoots up from the floor in half a second, blonde hair sticking up every where and eyes wide open as if he had just seen someone with their head cut off.

jaemin frowns, putting the half empty cup onto his nighstand and waving a hand trying to catch jeno's attention, "hello? lee jeno?"