"Renjun your hair is messy" He patted his head, trying to flatten it. "And yours isn't?" Jaemin pouted and jumped on the bed."Wait, Injun there's still space for Jeno. Should we call him?"
"Sure" Renjun buried his head deeper in the pillow. He felt bloated from the amount of chicken he was fed that day. Keyword: fed
"JENO" Jaemin's screech made Jeno barge into the room. "What?" "Sleep here" Renjun gestured to the large space beside him. He hesitantly lay down on the space but their new roommate seemed to be warming up to them so fast that he used Jeno's arm as a pillow. "Sleep. Good night, yeorobun" The oldest mumbled before drifting off to his dreamland. Jaemin wrapped his arm around Renjun's waist and kissed his and Jeno's forehead. "A good night it shall be."
Jaemin woke up to someone's foot on his chest. "Doesn't smell like Jeno's" He sniffed it to confirm before lifting it off and rubbing his eyes. "Mm, Jaemin stop moving" Remjun mumbled and held him down. "Why are you guys awake?" Jeno groaned and put his arm around the two. "My breath stinks. I want to brush my teeth"
"Fine"
"I'll go too"
Jeno lifted his hand and let them go. "Do you guys have any bread?" Jaemin squinted at his chinese friend in confusion. "I want to make some toast" Renjun explained. Jaemin chuckled. "I thought of another kind of bread. My mind-" Renjun hit the boy on his shoulder and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind him. "Fair enough" The pink haired shrugged and threw himself on the bed again. "Holy- Jaemin don't scare me like that" Jeno whined and kissed the younger's cheek.
"Did Renjun kick you out of the bathroom?"
"Yeah"
*time skip brought to you by Mark's Apple juice*
"Your dog speaks chinese?" Renjun whispered to himself as he fumbled with the stove. The video of Eric Nam saying that lived in his mind, rent free. "A true legend" Jeno and Jaemin, or should I say, "the most handsome roommates ever" had fallen back asleep so he decided to make them breakfast. He probably looked crazy for talking to himself but hey, Donghyuck has done every crazy thing he has ever done, maybe even ten times crazier than him. Best bottom goals, are we right?
Speaking of Donghyuck. "HUANG REGINA!" Renjun almost dropped his bread upon hearing the high-pitched shriek. Mark walked in, holding his hyperactive sunshine. "He had Jaemin's coffee again" He gestured to the drink in Donghyuck's hand, which honestly looked like the souls of the depressed dead poured into a plastic cup. "How do you even drink that-"
"It's called 'the magic of Na Jaemin'"
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tiny | norenmin
Fanfictionsoft boy, soft boy, and another soft boy. renjun loved the idea of it, but he couldn't risk worsening his injuries, no? -𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶- 2020 - yutaney_spears© [unedited]