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jaemin woke up this time with the familiar feeling of his mattress pressed against his backside.
he didn't have any memory of coming home last night and the last thing he remembers was watching a movie with his friends. he assumed that he may have fallen asleep and was carried back home.
he unraveled himself from his blanket and realized he was only wearing boxers and an oversized shirt. it probably belonged to jeno because of the distinctive scent laced within the fabric.
he sat up from his position and leaned against the backboard with a sigh leaving his pink lips. his body was sore and he could tell his internal mechanisms were operating poorly.
he was tired. not because of exhaustion but because of loving jeno. he was hopelessly in love but he himself couldn't face the reality of it all.
who knew love could be so debilitating?
he thought love was a beautiful thing...but in the end it destroyed him.
he didn't know loving jeno would take everything from him. his energy. his happiness.
his heart.
a knock on the door broke him from his thoughts and let out a small, ❝come in❞ thinking it was rheehi behind the door.
he held his breath when a familiar white-haired boy entered his room with a tray full of food in his hands, a smile playing on his lips.
❝hey nana, how're you feeling?❞ he set down the tray on the wooden desk next to jaemin's bed and placed himself next to the younger. he frowned when the robot visibly scooted away from him and tucked his legs under his arms.
horrible.
❝i'm fine,❞ he was surprised when he managed to fake a smile. he groaned lightly when he tried adjusting his position on the bed. he felt so weak. his body was limp, his synthetic skin flushed to his metal bones.
❝it's almost afternoon so i decided to heat you up some ramen. i even added cilantro in it, just how you like it.❞ jeno's eye-smile made jaemin's heart flutter, so he quickly diverted his attention to his hands that were playing with his shirt.
❝t-thanks i guess...but i don't feel like eating,❞ when he saw the disappointment cross the elder's face, he felt his stomach drop, ❝i'm sorry.❞
