✍︎ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏: 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍

A/N: double update! Hope you like it :)

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Jaemin wakes up with a headache and groans before looking around the room, he sees a glass of water and some Advil on his nightstand.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he takes them, it's been happening everytime he wakes up after going to the bar the previous night, he doesn't know who has been leaving them but brushes the thought off.

As long as his headache is gone then he's fine, he though, assumes that it's maybe his one night stands leaving them for him, but how could they know where the things are located? he doesn't get it.

Jeno goes out of the bathroom with his usual comfortable outfit, a large T-shirt and just boxers. It's a Saturday, so who cares?

Apparently Jaemin does, one of the hardest part of being Jeno's roommate is to control his fucking hormones. The younger blond likes to wear oversized shirts and pairing it with just boxers, nothing else, no shorts or pants. Just boxers.

He stares at him as the boy rolled his eyes, "what?" Jaemin snaps out of it and clears his throat.

He looks at the now empty glass and asked, "do you know who has been leaving these everytime I have a hangover?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

Jeno pursed his lips before replying, "your one night stands," simple reply but Jaemin still doesn't get it.

"How could they know where it's located?" He looks at Jeno who is nervous as hell, the boy looks around.

"They asked and I told them," he shrugs as Jaemin nodded, still doubting the answer.

For some reason, Jaemin felt a little saddened at the answer, he somehow wanted Jeno to be the one leaving them instead of those people.

Jeno fumbles with his shirt, "I'll be making the pancakes now," he said before running to the kitchen.

Jaemin unconsciously smiled at his panicking state, he found it quite adorable how Jeno acts when he's nervous.

He runs a hand through his hair before standing up, he winces at the throbbing pain in his head but endures it as he walks to the kitchen seeing Jeno almost done with their breakfast, or lunch, brunch? Whatever, it's food.

Has he been thinking about Jeno that long for the latter to almost finish cooking? Damn.

Jaemin walks behind the younger and was about to open the cupboard but got jabbed on the ribs instead, he yelps as he backs away.

"Stop breaking rules!" Jeno scolds and points a spatula at him.

Jaemin groans and stands up, hands still on his stomach, "well sorry! I was just going to grab some fucking plates to help you with the table!" He raised his voice.

Jeno flinches at his tone, he lowers his hand and looks down, "you could've just told me first, I got scared," he mumbled.

Jaemin's gaze softened and finally stands up properly, "sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you or scare you," he scratched his nape.

"It's okay," Jeno whispers as Jaemin clears his throat.

"May I get some plates to help you?" Jeno nodded and goes back to the stove to flip the pancakes.

Jaemin can't help but smile and goes behind him to grab a few utensils and closes them when he got what he needed, he leans in Jeno's ear, "thanks princess," he whispers.

Jeno blushes but nodded along, "y-you're welcome," he stutters, Jaemin heard it and smiled wider, he goes to the table and prepares it as Jeno finished up.

They ate in silence, Jeno looking at some YouTube videos while Jaemin was scrolling through Instagram.

Jaemin looks up and grinned, remembering something, "you know," he calls out as Jeno looks at him with furrowed eyebrows, "we haven't decided your dare yet after you went over to my side."

Jeno widens his eyes, "p-pardon?" Jaemin smirks and sips on his orange juice.

"You heard me," he shrugs, Jeno blinks and begins to sweat.

"Wh-what do you mean?" He stutters, Jaemin shrugs at him and takes a bite of his pancake.

Licking his lips, "you went over to my side while I was asleep, you kicked my clothes in another spot." He paused, "pretty sure my socks was besides the bed, not under it," he smirked.

Jeno couldn't muster up with a lie so Jaemin continued, "so, I dare you to," he leans in as Jeno leans back, "do the groceries," earning a light smack on his head as he yelps and backs away.

"No," Jeno rolled his eyes, and sips his orange juice, "I'm not doing that."

Jaemin clicks his tongue, "then you'll have to do the consequence," Jeno tilts his head.

"What consequence?" Jaemin looks at him and licks his lips.

"If you can't do the dare," he chuckles, "then you gotta kiss the other person," he smiles and leans back with arms crossed.

Jeno looks at him baffled, "I'm not doing that either," he said.

Jaemin rolls his eyes, "it's either do the groceries or kiss me," he smirks as Jeno thought for awhile.

"Fine," he said in defeat as the elder blond looked at him with hopeful eyes, "I'll do the groceries," Jaemin pouts making him roll his eyes.

"Disgusting," he grimaced, Jaemin laughs and stands up grabbing their empty plates and glass.

"I know," Jaemin said putting the gloves on and starting to clean up the dishes, "you're the cute one anyway," he winks as Jeno huffs but can feel his face heating up.

The blond leaves not so long after and Jaemin finishes cleaning up, he looks at the mirror in bathroom as he sighs, "what the fuck is wrong with me?" He bites his lip, "Gosh, Jeno is so fucking adorable."

"I wanna kiss him and shit, fucking beautiful Jeno Lee," he widens his eyes, "get yourself together Jaemin Na!" He splashes the water on his face.

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Jeno comes back with his hands full of groceries, he opens the door to see a familiar sight. Jaemin's hand in his pants with the other holding his phone watching something.

"What the fuck," Jeno shrieks and looks away.

Jaemin abruptly stops, "oh shit," he paused the video and clears his throat, "come in," he watches as Jeno slowly goes in their dorm and closes the door.

Jeno quickly goes to the kitchen and arranged their groceries, he sighs and walks back to see Jaemin smirking at him, "what?"

Jaemin bites his lip, looking at him up and down, "I need a helping hand," he winks.

Jeno groans and goes to his bed before settling himself comfortably, "you've got two," he retorts and scrolls through his phone.

He could hear Jaemin click his tongue but ignores it as he puts his earphones in, hopefully blocking the sinful sounds the elder is filling the room with.

One of the hardest part of being Jaemin's roommate is that he needs the latter to control his fucking hormones.

"Oh fuck~"

"Shut up!"

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