sour (nomin)

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"Look, we need a game plan or something. We all know you two are going to be at each other's throats after filming or photoshoots so we have to have diffusers or something of the sort to at least prevent that from happening every day."

After Jeno and Jaemin finally calmed down, everyone decided to sit down and try to relax with each other after the long, stressful day they all had. To start things off strong with Jeno and Jaemin, everyone decided it was best to put them next to each other. In the one person recliner.

Jaemin was extremely uncomfortable, but he knew this is how it would be for the next few months, so he had to get used to it one way or the other.

They were all deep in thought thinking about what could work or help, even in the slightest.

The close proximity that Jeno and Jaemin were in made it hard for them to get comfortable, which led to Jeno throwing his arm over Jaemin's shoulders, trying to get into a better position. 

Jaemin didn't like it one bit, it made his skin crawl, but he knew they were just getting into character. 

"Maybe we could ask to have corners of the dressing rooms wherever we go curtained up so that we can go to have a cool down after filming or something," Jaemin blurted, not even aware he had an idea until after he said it.

Everyone looked over at him, surprise the only emotion gracing their faces.

"That's actually a good idea," Jeno says under his breath.

Everyone turned their attention to Jeno with even more surprise.

"Oh don't act so surprised, we're going to have to act nice from now on, why not practice a little before putting it to action," Jeno says with a smirk.

Jaemin wanted to slap it right off his face, but he was right. Jaemin took that as a cue to relax into Jeno's hold and was taken aback at cooing from the couches next to them.

"What the fuck was that?" Jaemin asks, giving the rest of the boys a dumbfounded look.

"You guys actually look cute when you don't want to kill each other," Chenle laughs as he points at them, tilting his head with admiration.

"I still want to kill him," Jaemin says, crossing his arms childishly. Jeno rolls his eyes at that as the rest of the boys giggle amongst themselves.

Jaemin felt annoyance bubble in him as the rest of the boys were now turned to each other, completely forgetting just how serious the events that occurred earlier were.

"Hey," Jeno said quietly into Jaemins' ear.

Jaemin turned his gaze upwards to meet Jeno's with irritation. Jeno had that eye- smile that Jaemin usually hated. 

Usually.

"What," Jaemin said, trying to sound annoyed, it came out more as a mere whisper.

"We both know this won't last, at some point we're gonna break. But try to put as much into it as I am. Look at them," Jaemin looked over to where Jeno nodded his head. Quickly looking back up through his eyelashes.

"We need to keep them happy, and if that means sharing a room and basically acting like-" Jeno gulped, "friends, that's what we're going to do. Plus I can confidently say we both worked hard to get where we are and we wouldn't trade it for the world," Jeno says calmly, with a slight smile staining his lips the entire time.

Jaemin was surprised at how good Jenos' acting was.

"How are you so good at this already?" Jaemin asks in confusion.

Jeno shrugs at that, and Jaemin smiles slightly.

"Look your good at it too," Jeno's smile widens, followed closely by Jaemins'.

They both turn back to the boys as they notice how quiet it quickly became.

"You guys are naturals! How did you do that so easily? You guys need to get casted into dramas, what are you doing in a Kpop?" Jaemin rolled his eyes at Haechan as Mark hit his shoulders repeatedly.

"Okay, now that we're done with being super serious we need to figure out how to switch rooms without causing World War 3," Jaemin says, trying to get up. He felt two hands pushing him back down into the little crevice he had made in the recliner.

"No no no, we all already know that wouldn't turn out well if you two were involved. You two try to... not kill each other and the rest of us will move all of Jeno's stuff in, and all of Renjun's stuff out," Jaemin groans at Marks' words, but quickly settles himself back under Jeno's arm.

"It shouldn't take more than thirty minutes, stop your whining. There's barely anything in the rooms as it is. You'll live," Chenle adds on.

They all make their way to the hallway leading to the rooms, leaving Jeno and Jaemin in, what should be, awkward silence.

Jaemin sighs and tilts his head onto the cushion behind him, closing his eyes. He was so tired, today had been beyond stressful and he just wanted to sleep. From what he could tell, it would be quite a while until that could be achieved, what with the ruckus coming from the rooms.

"You can sleep, I know you're tired," Jeno whispers close to Jaemin's ear.

Without making any movement, Jaemin quietly utters, "how are you being so nice already? I'm going to need at least a week just to get used to this."

"We're both going to have to get used to whatever this arrangement is a lot quicker than that. We have a Vlive tomorrow, that's going to be how we prove to management that we'll be able to pull through," Jeno says.

Jaemin lets out a long sigh and turns his head towards Jeno, opening his eyes slightly. He shoots his head backwards at how close Jenos' face was to his.

Jeno chuckles at that, "Get used to it NaNa, we're going to really need to chalk it up these next few months."

"Don't call me that you asshole," Jaemin says leaning his head back again.

Jeno sighs, "The only way we'll get better at this is if we keep it up at all times. Like method acting," Jeno says as he rubs his eyes.

"I know, I know. I'm just so tired, I just want to sleep," Jaemin yawns.

"I told you, you can. It's okay, I won't kill you, it would ruin everything even more than it already is," Jaemin chuckles dryly as his eyes droop closed.

He really didn't want to fall asleep in his Jenos' arms, but he didn't really have a choice. He would be surprised if the others got their rooms organised by morning, so he was stuck with Jeno in a cramped recliner.

He thought he would care more.

His thoughts slowly clouded over as he, half asleep, he moved his head to Jeno's shoulder. Sleep had never been more attractive to him, and soon he was diving deep into unconsciousness.

When he woke, he would make sure to never utter how that was the best sleep he'd had in years.

AN: Alrighty! Chapter 2 already done! Thanks!