punch drunk love | renmin

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"i have a meeting,,, i might have been chosen as renjun's model, hehe." he shyly said, slyly trying to cover his giggles and what looked like a blush. "really? so in the end he asked you to model for him as well?" jeno asked.

"HE ASKED YOU TOO?"

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"can you please stop sulking for whatever reason? this silence is awkward." renjun complained. this silence has been going on since they left their group of friends. as soon as jaemin discovered the list of people renjun asked to model for him a frown had made his appearance.

renjun asked sicheng first. after being rejected he asked jeno, he was rejected twice, then opted for mark, but haechan sent him death treats with his eyes and he changed his mind. the older asked jeno for some suggestions, he got to ask jungwoo, even if he didn't know him. another rejection. jungwoo then introduced doyoung, the thing nearly worked out. in the end he couldn't because of the upcoming exam at his university.

as you might have deducted jaemin was his last choice. not because he doesn't think he's attractive or whatever. he just wanted to avoid this kind of situation, by that he means the 'only them two' kind of situation.

not to forget that jaemin is hyperactive. how can he stay still for hours when during class he asks for permission to the bathroom every hour, just because he needs to walk a bit.

"wHy NoT MEE??" jaemin asked faking a cry as he shook the older's arm in despair. he felt betrayed. in these days he felt so happy because he was chosen as renjun's model, just to find out that a long list came before him. "jaemin, what? what are you talking about?" renjun was confused, jaemin explained his frustration maybe it was just a misunderstanding.

"oh, emh, well..." renjun scratched the back of his head, as if it helped him to find a better excuse. "why is it taking so long to answer?? i'm i ugly???" jaemin's fake cries got louder.

"no that's not what i meant!" he stopped him from shaking his arm. "don't get me wrong you're really pretty and all. a nice slim fit, good proportions..."

"you just called me handsome, basically." renjun blushed, he just realized what he stated out loud. renjun rolled his eyes, desperately trying to change the topic. jaemin was enjoying it too much to just drop it that easily.

"i'm back mom, i've brought our neighbor." renjun noticed his mom as he and jaemin entered the house, taking off their shoes at the entrance, jaemin coping the gracious and neat way the other posed his shoes on the floor. no way he's going to act rude in front of his future mother-in-law.

"welcome back sweetie. which neighbor? the cute girl that takes out the dog from time to time?" she peeked from behind the kitchen counter, she was cooking one of those random recipes that weird comedian on his cooking show tried earlier in the evening. "nope. he's jaemin, he lives two house away from us." renjun explained, "he's helping me with the contest painting." jaemin formally greeted the older woman. she gasped, "what a fine young man you've found. so are you going for a nude?" she giggled. "come on! you too, i was joking!"

"so you really planned to ask sicheng to get nak-" renjun slapped his hand on his mouth, trying to make him shut up, "you asked sicheng?!" she laughed. they chatted a bit, renjun tried to postpone the introductions as the time wasn't stopping and they didn't have much of it. "k k, we are going upstairs, bye." he took the other by hand, waiving his mother with the spare hand. the two of them hopped the stairs. renjun's room was on the left, it was bigger than jaemin's, a window on the left side still managed to light up the room somehow. his bed located right under it. a messy desk in front, various paintings piled one on top of another, tubes of acrylic next to those. more tubes  scattered across the carpet and on the bedside table, as well as some paper sheets, probably various sketches. the roof painted as a galaxy, he probably spend a lot of time working on it, jaemin thought.

"just drop your backpack here, do you wanna change? i can lend you a hoodie or a pair of pants." jaemin agreed, after wondering if a hoodie that fit renjun delicate corporature could ever be dressed by him. renjun opened the wardrobe and took out a folded hoodie, he opened it up and laid it on the taller shoulder, he wondered too, if the size was a match. that one hoodie, in particular, was two sizes bigger than renjun's. the sleeves seemed fine, so he didn't investigate further. he signaled jaemin to wait, got into his parent's room and picked up one of his father's sweatpants. after picking up an outfit for himself he went to the bathroom and changed.

as soon as he walked out, jaemin dropped on his knees, his face colored by a vermilion red. renjun is really that pretty up close, AHH.

after some time to calm down he got up and changed, the hoodie renjun lend him was a perfect fit, it wasn't to tight or too oversized. just right. it had renjun scent. a soft vanilla scent.

renjun was taking a while, he walked around the bedroom, he went trough the painted canvases on his desk. he was really good.

"look, mom made cookies. hope you like halves, if not, i guess i'll eat them by my self." renjun said as he entered with a tray of cookies in hand. he laid it on the ground and sat patting the other side, signaling jaemin to sit down with him.

jaemin did as he was told, they ate cookies as if they didn't eat for days. renjun's family is really talented, jaemin thought as he gulped down cookies one after another.