"Again, mother, why didn't you just tell me?" Jeno exhaled deeply out of distress, crossing his arms as he eyes his mother.

Let's say their conversation for a whole 3 minutes outside the restaurant was just Jeno sulking while his mother made some excuses.

"For the last time, if I did, you would attempt to do something." His mother reasons, hands all over the place to let Jeno know what she means.

Jeno only rolled his eyes, "you could've told me anyway, instead of me finding out from my 'fiancè'," he quotes with his fingers as he sarcastically says.

"Then getting my son and I's things already shoved in bags and suitcases so they could be sent to my condominium, unbeknownst to me." He added while huffing.

Mrs. Lee just sighs, walking over to hug her son, "I'm sorry about all of this, sweetie, I know it's ridiculous and disrespectful towards you in many ways." She starts off.

"And I'm sorry for keeping this plan too, rushing things in not only yours, but Jisung's life as well." She paused and pulls away to give a small smile. "I know how much you care for him."

Her son could see how genuine she was about this situation, and was just trying to not fail their guests and soon to be family-business members.

Nodding stiffly, Jeno hugs back his mom and sighs. "It's fine." He mumbles against her neck, "I'm just..." He drawls off.

"Overwhelmed, stressed, scared, surprised, and many more?" Mrs. Lee finishes for him with a light chuckle. "Trust me, I know that, darling. It's a lot to take in."

Smiling a little, Jeno pulls away and bit his lip, "are we really moving in today, like– right now? as we speak?" He couldn't help but ask to make sure he wasn't hearing things and got angry for nothing.

Mrs. Lee nodded at him, making him pout at her to which the woman just laughs it off. "Don't worry, all of your things are already settled in. Furniture, clothes, Jisung's toys,  everything." She reassures.

Seeing the way Jeno's mouth was opening and closing multiple times, seemingly trying to protest against her words, she adds. "Karina and Woozi made sure of it." She rolled her eyes.

Jeno lets out a relaxed breath for that, atleast he doesn't have to do much when they arrive, and atleast the people who arranged their stuff were people he trusts.

"So, did you tell him?"

"Oh dear."

"Lee Jeno..."

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Jeno just still couldn't warm up a bit towards the man beside him, yes, he was sitting next to his fiancè at the back of their van while Jisung was on his left.

He took one for the team, letting Jisung get distracted by the places they passed by while they were heading towards their condominium.

The little kid sort of knew what's happening, sort of.

Okay, it's not the first time he's seen or heard of this. One time he heard about this situation on a movie his uncle Woozi was watching, then the other time was because his said uncle Woozi was also in a forced marriage.

It turned out well though, after like– a year and a half.

Before, Jeno wanted his relationship to be worked out well too just like his cousin's.

Until his (forced) relationship is with Na Jaemin.

And if you're wondering, Jeno did tell Jisung about moving in to a new home. Saying, "papa has a surprise, and granny and grandpa worked hard for this too." To which the four year old boy beams at in thankfulness.

"Can you scooch a bit, you're too close." Jeno rolled his eyes as he tilts his head a bit to tell Jaemin.

The elder raised a brow, "there's not much space anymore, and–"

"Are you telling me I'm fat?" Jeno hissed at him, he widened his eyes before shaking his head. "Good, now move." He repeats.

This time, Jaemin scooched away just a tiny bit, the younger noticed and scoff before turning away. "You're not gonna take the space anymore?" Jaemin sarcastically said.

Jeno didn't answer and instead focuses on the view outside of the car window on Jisung's side, hearing Jaemin chuckle at him to which he just bit his tongue at in annoyance.

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"I can carry him for you." Jaemin had offered once they've arrived at the building, opening his arms in invitation while beckoning the younger.

Jeno glared at him and held the sleeping Jisung securely in his own arms, "no, I've got it." He quickly dismissed and walks pass his supposed-fiancè.

Walking towards the elevator, Jaemin grumbled behind him as the doors open letting them in, "I was just offering some help."

The brunet shuffles on his spot, keeping balance while his hands were occupied to hold his son, "and I simply refused it." He sends a smile of sarcasm towards the elder.

Jaemin tsks at him as the elevator doors opened after the ding, he watches Jeno walk out first with a bodyguard escorting him.

He walks out the elevator with another bodyguard, slowly following behind his feisty-fiancè who was way ahead of him carrying his son.

He turns to the second bodyguard who tagged along with them, per-request of Mr and Mrs. Lee, and his own parents agreed to it after.

"Sorry about that, for letting you guys watch us argue pathetically." He scratched his nape awkwardly.

The slightly old man only smiles, "it's okay, it's normal in these situations." He shrugged it off before adding.

"And I'm sorry about Jeno too, he's a stubborn little fella but... The boy is just scared towards others after what happened." He paused abruptly.

Jaemin noticed but chose to ignore it, more intrigued with something on what the elder man said. "What do you mean 'after what happened'? " He quotes.

The elder man stammered in short words, looking away with his face sweating from nervousness, was he not supposed to say that to Jaemin?

A voice then cuts their conversation off. "Hurry up! You have the key don't you?" Jeno hisses at them with a scowl.

And that's when they realized they were near enough to hear the younger brunet's scold, Jaemin fumbling to get the keys to their condominium while the bodyguards just stood there for a moment.

He could hear Jeno grumbling some incoherent words, probably towards him, as he turns the knob and watches the younger step in first.

Glancing back at the bodyguards, the two men only gave him a nod and a thumbs up before he heads in as well.

As he closes the door, he could hear a muffled small argument behind the said door and couldn't help but listen.

"Did you tell him?"

"Almost, I didn't mean to, alright?"

"Well, just be careful on what you blurt out, Changmin. It's supposed to be Jeno who's going to tell him."

"Hey, don't blame this on me, Yunho! You know how I get when trying to reassure someone."

"You blurt out things, and that's hyung to you, dummy. C'mon, Mr. Lee is calling us."