HE'S MY EX HUSBAND

The Truth

Episode 8 | The Truth

As if the comforting warmth of a huge embrace wasn't enough for Jaemin, he threw himself closer to the bare chest until his nose dipped to nazzle the racing heartbeats in front of him. Those heartbeats, Jeno's heartbeats.

The fully awake artist softly smiled and blossomed under the rays just from seeing his handsome husband pretending to be asleep.

"Good morning honey bear," Jaemin caught the small movement of the composed lips as they curled down to pinch the end of the cheeks.

An adorable giggle from Jaemin was a calming music for the sleeping man.
Jaemin pulled his body up and tossed around until he teasingly settled his chin on the wide chest. His fingers traced over the bridge of the man's sharp nose and he left a tap on the end of the road. The smile grew broader from Jeno's lips that had exceeded the power to resist Jaemin's adorable demeanor.

So he captured that playful hand and intentionally pulled to cup his face.

"Morning Nana" his raspy voice greeted with a deep morning throat.

Jaemin loved Jeno's morning puppy eyes. They forced their way out to open wide but only succeeded half way since it was a few moments ago that he woke up.

"How was your sleep honey?" Jaemin's sparkling eyes were those of the glazing stars on the endless galaxy, just to provide Jeno's world with happiness.

"Well, you teased me a lot before we slept so I had a hard time making myself to fall asleep. But since you hugged me that tightly, I had a good night sleep." Jeno answered with a wink.

"Say you love me Jeno"

"I love you Nana"

Jaemin laughed cutely and extended his neck out to Jeno's face. He settled a peck on Jeno's right cheek and exited the bed hurridely.

"Nana! Come back! I want my kiss back!!"

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Beep beep beep beep

The disturbance of a ringing alarm that was set a night before created a turmoil to the peaceful sleep.

Jaemin's perfect brows twitched closed to inch with each other as they expressed the annoyance for the dream he was having.

His half-wakened eyes slowly accepted the broad warm lights but the glazing pupils had to adjust with a certain amount of time. After taking a few seconds, he sat up on the soft sheets and glided upward to lean on the headboard.

"Oww..my head!"

Jaemin realised he had been having some severe headaches again and he had known the cause of it. The familiar pain in the head was almost his everyday diagnosed sickness. Fortunately, Haechan was by his side back then and he was the one who took care of the sickness- he comforted him, made him rest and stopped him from overthinking. He even prepared a vaction trip last year which really helped Jaemin a lot. That sweet friend had a sarcastic mouth that can diss his existance non-stop but he was an actual angel for the people around him. That was why Jaemin asked his father to support Haechan's family, including funding for Haechan's younger sister when their family had a financial crisis by the time Haechan was in the last year of college and his sister was just starting for the highschool.

Jaemin offered a working space for Haechan as soon as he started off with a small art work platform for himself. Since then the two of them had built up the successful lives they were living now.

"I hope this won't last too long, my goodness!"

He pressed the nerves on the forehead and massaged along while tightly closing his eyes. His mind searched for a place to relieve the pain and the unconscious brain sticked back to the memory he found in ease with.