HE'S MY EX HUSBAND

The Calm Before the Storm

Chapter 15|The Calm Before the Storm

Every day is a new chapter of a diary. Most of the time, you begin from the start of your sunshine morning and then drive your story all the way to the end of when you start writing the page.
What you write is different, regardless. The highlight of your days are the most descriptive ones, grabbing every nerves of your attention when you solidify to express the certain piece of experience. Most likely, they are the underlined focus of your day and it will surely be part of your memorable experiences.

All books depend on the writers, though. Books, words and pages are just a medium through which the writers express themselves. Well, they might be honest about it or they might completely be driving away everyone from thinking the same way as they do: Wide enough to explore but quite narrow to express the same.

Jaemin's life is almost the same to a completed piece of diary with much to share but little to relate. The start of the book expresses quite a dark memory but never to be seen as a misery. However he wishes to convey, the feelings are just different from what every sees.

Who knows the meaning behind the sweet smile he shares everyday? Is it just an expression of one's happiness? Or a complete coverage to hide the incomplete heart that has several thorns on it?

Jeno sees through it all—the coverage, the walls, the facade where everything seem set up. Every time Jaemin wishes to hide his emotions away with a simple smile he barely composes on his sweet face, Jeno pushes him far. He makes him be real. He slips into his comfort zone with his own permission and enlarges the area with his sincerity.
He cares too much about Jaemin's past but he cares too less about dealing with it. Jeno thinks he's a simple minded person and Jaemin has to acknowledge on that too. He believes that one's past is inevitable but there is needless to remain stuck in the past like a gigantic stone over the cliff, not wearing away even by the changes of wind.

Jeno admires Jaemin so much. He is possessive, protective and considerate. He balances all just for Jaemin. If loving is all about expressing how one feels honestly, then Jeno will have to blame himself for not being able to do so. He wasn't brave enough to openly talk about what he knew to Jaemin. All he did was leave Jaemin with so many questions and ran away with no answer.

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"I love you Jaeminnie. I really wish we can be together."

A breezy whisper brushes through the calm ears but easily fail to collect the message since the tranquility of Jaemin's mind is in a very stable and dreamy state. His pretty eyelashes sway a bit to tilt in a forward direction but the constant breathing patterns reveal how tired his little artist is and Jeno's more than willing to take care of him.
To add on, he wilded on this lovely man last night and he has a full responsibility to take care of his basic needs until he recovers.

Jeno slowly rises from the bed, mid-way stopping and waiting for Jaemin to adjust on the pillow so his head would be switched from his arm. Then he gently covers up the naked body that tries to unconciously link to him but Jeno masters to toss him neat on the bed.

"So adorable" a giggly comment passes through his own heart as it itches when he sees a little pout on the perfect artist's face. It isn't a pouty frown and instead it is just a pinch of baby fat on the squichy cheek when it lands on the pillow.

Not wanting to waste more time and be productive in the sweet morning to impress his so-called ex husband—yet soon to be his own husband—Jeno swiftly slips on his pants and picks up the clothes messily landing on different areas. He collects Jaemin's clothes that are still deeply scented in alcholic fume and he carries them with his own shirt to downstairs. He quickly processes through the laundry and climbs back up to take a relaxing shower.