When Jeno woke up, he scrunched his nose in disgust and moves away when he saw how close he and Jaemin were on their huge ass bed.

The elder was still sleeping, he glances at the digital clock Jaemin had placed on his bedside table and saw the time. It's 6 am and Jaemin is still sleeping.

Whatever, Jeno stood up and stretched as he walks over to their (unfortunately) shared walk-in closet to grab himself some clothes for the day.

He quickly takes a shower and gets ready for the day ahead of him.

Walking out, he jolts on his feet when he meets Jaemin's gaze who had just probably woke up from his slumber, phone in hand to which Jeno assumes he had some business to take care of.

"Good morning, sweetheart."

Jeno rolled his eyes at the stupid pet name and Jaemin's stupid low husky morning voice and Jaemin's stupid face.

He ignores him and his ways to get Jeno closer to him. The younger is already hating this, and it's just their first morning together.

Jaemin watches the younger grab his needed things before walking out to head towards the kitchen and make breakfast.

He sighs and glances at his phone when he hears a ding, his mother had messaged him saying they'll be meeting up after breakfast to go plan for the wedding.

Oh right, the wedding.

He types out a quick reply saying they'll be there and stands up to head towards the bathroom too, not before working out a bit first.

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"Jisungie~ wake up, honey." Jeno sang sweetly while brushing his son's hair who rubs his eyes with his fist. "Papa made waffles, let's go get ready before they're too cold." He leans in to kiss Jisung's forehead.

The little boy smiles at his papa, letting himself get picked up to head towards the bathroom and get ready.

Jeno smiles proudly, Jisung is probably in his extra good moods today, since the little boy hadn't complain about anything so far. He just hopes nothing could ruin it.

"Papa, who is Mr. Jaemin to me?" Jeno widens his eyes when he heard that.

"What do you mean, baby?" He stammered and pours some orange juice on Jisung's glass.

"Well, granny and grandpa said Mr. Jaemin will join the family now, who is he to me? What do I call him?" Jisung asks, mouth full of waffle bits as he spoke.

Jeno gulps dryly and shakily takes a napkin to wipe off the syrup on his son's chin, trying to find the proper words he wanted to say, that Jisung's mood wouldn't be ruined.

"Ooh~ waffles." As if on cue, Jaemin had entered the room wearing a simple yet professional outfit. Looking at the plate of waffles before him.

Jeno took that as his take and smiles at his son forcefully, "eat up, baby, papa got a text from granny that we'll be meeting up with her after breakfast."

"But papa~ you didn't answer my question!" Jisung began to whine, lower lip jutted out for a pout as he stopped munching on the waffles.

"What question?" Jaemin butts in their conversation, a brow raised as he watches Jisung pout at Jeno who was chewing on his lower lips.

"Nothing," Jeno replied curtly at him with his tone stern, he then turns back to Jisung and sighed. "We'll... Talk about this later, okay Sungie? Granny's gonna be mad if we're late, again."

Jaemin silently scoffs at how Jeno's tone changed. I mean yeah he's talking to his son, but Jaemin wants to not receive such a... No offense but bitchy tone towards him. What did he even do?

Oh yeah, now Jaemin remembers their conversation (*cough* argument) last night that he said that they'll be talking about it today.

Guess Jeno has two people to talk about a topic that are sort of similar to each other, but he needs to do them privately on each of the two.

Jisung just whines again before going back to his breakfast, finishing it all up quickly and hiccups when he finishes the orange juice.

Jeno just chuckles and kissed his cheek, taking his plate on his own empty one like he usually does and stands up.

Again, Jaemin was the only one left who was still eating, watching his supposed-fiancè doing the dishes while he sends off Jisung to his room and brush his teeth, maybe even play for a bit on the meantime.

When he finishes, it was like the same as last night.

"I'll help you do them."

"No thanks."

"Jeno, we'll be late for our meetup with our parents."

"It's fine, they'll understand. We're still adjusting, right?" Jaemin rolls his eyes at the sarcasm laced in Jeno's tone.

Watching Jeno do the dishes alone like he wishes, Jaemin waits until the younger dries off his hands and turns around to head off.

He blocks the boy's way and earned a glare.

"Excuse me, please."

"We need to talk on where we left off last night."

When he said that, he could see the way Jeno's strong and confident intimidating face falters as he sucks in a breath.

"I said what I didn't want to say yet. You heard me, what more do you want, Jaemin?"

It was weird to hear the younger actually say his name. He never does that, it was like a forbidden word in his vocabulary.

Pursing his lips, Jaemin takes a step forward and cups Jeno's cheek with his hand, feeling the younger tense up from the touch as he flinched.

It was like a hot or cold feeling, either way, he clearly doesn't like it.

"Jaemin–"

"The truth, Jeno, I want nothing more than an explanation on what's between you and I, and who Jisung is to me."

Shutting his eyes closed for a moment, Jeno wants to move away from Jaemin's gentle yet overwhelming touch. He wants to push the elder away and yell at him.

But he couldn't move.

A ringtone erupted loudly and Jaemin took out his phone to see it was his mother calling, he glances at the top of the screen to see the time and sighs. They're gonna be late.

He puts his phone back in his pocket and looks at Jeno, still tense and slightly... Shaking?

"Jeno..."

"I– he– J–"

"It's okay, hey, calm down. We can talk about it later, we'll be late. Calm down, alright, sweetheart?" He tries to reassure the younger.

But all he got was a shaky yet serious, "get away, please." From Jeno. He hated hearing that stupid pet name.

He reluctantly does so, not wanting to cause more stress to the younger who finally opens his eyes.

Jeno swallowed dryly and mutters, "I'll go get J-Jisung, go to the car." Walking off to get not only his son like he said, but also their respective bags.

Obviously his own, and Jisung's small one which contains some toys, a pacifier, a handkerchief, and such needed things for his day.

Jaemin sighs to himself deeply, getting his car keys on the key holder and slowly heads out to start his car.

That Jeno didn't know they'll be using today, expecting to have their driver pick them up like always.