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The memories still came to Jeno days later, but not like they used to. After he caught the light in his dream, they stopped coming that way. They came in different forms.
He remembered things when he was doing normal tasks, such as cleaning his room. He would remember when Jaemin would tease him for how messy it was and then help him clean up.
“How do you even let it get this messy?” Jaemin would say through pouted lips while organizing his bookshelf.
Jeno would roll his eyes, but smile when he saw Jaemin pouting. “So you can help me clean and we can spend time together. It’s very domestic, hm?” That would make Jaemin blush, which made Jeno feel proud of himself.
Or Jeno would remember when he was simply thinking about Jaemin. When he was thinking about how perfect his teeth were when he smiled, or how his eyelashes fluttered when he laughed, and the cute giggles he made when Jeno kissed his nose.
That made him miss Jaemin, even though he was always by his side.
“What are you thinking about now?” Jaemin asked while sitting at Jeno’s side, the two of them were on Jeno’s floor in front of textbooks. “I thought you wanted to study but you haven’t even touched your book.”
Jeno looked at Jaemin. He really was perfect. “I can’t. Not right now, at least.” He closed his book, sighing. “You’re too distracting.”
Jaemin’s eyes widened. “I’m not doing anything!” He whined.
“Yeah, right.” Jeno let out a burst of laughter, turning his body to face Jaemin’s. He pulled his knees to his chest, smiling widely. “You keep staring at me.”
“Yeah, so?” Jaemin furrowed his brows. He was pouting as he tapped his pencil against his textbook pages. “You look cute when you’re trying to focus.”
“That’s your excuse?”
“Yes it is.”
Chuckling, Jeno shook his head and stood up. He stretched his arms above his head, yawning. “I’ll just study some other time. The others are gonna be here soon, and I know damn well they aren’t bringing any school stuff.” He reached down to pick up his book, bringing it over to his desk and putting it down.
“Oh, they’re coming?”
“Mhm.” Jeno nodded with a hum. He picked up Jaemin’s things for him, putting them on his desk as well. “I haven’t talked to them since I started remembering things. They should be remembering stuff too, right? So they’ll be confused.”
“I thought you didn’t want to talk about it yet.” Jaemin stood up as well, frowning.
“I don’t. Not yet.” Jeno responded quickly and shook his head. “But I can’t just avoid them forever.”
Jaemin nodded. “Okay.” He said and walked forward, a wide smile on his lips. “Can we enjoy our alone time before they come, then?” He giggled suggestively.
Jeno’s eyes widened and he could feel heat rising to his cheeks. “Hey!” He huffed. When seeing Jaemin pout instantly at his response, he sighed and leaned forward to quickly kiss his lips. “We’ll have plenty of time to ourselves from now on. It isn’t like you live far away.”
“Whatever.” Jaemin rolled his eyes mockingly, laughing at Jeno’s bewildered expression. “I’ll make brownies before they get here!” Playfulness was still sparkling in his eyes as he turned to hurry out of the room, giggling all the way down the stairs.
-
Jeno sat across from the others on his bedroom floor, a plate of brownies between them. Jaemin was next to him, fiddling with his fingers silently.
“So, what the fuck?” Haechan looked at them with wide eyes. “Can one of you tell me why I woke up literally like a new person? I don’t mean any spiritual shit, I mean I literally woke up and had memories of stuff I didn’t even know happened.”
Jisung was stuffing his mouth full of brownies, pausing only when Mark cleared his throat.
“Haechan just means he wants to know what’s happening.” Mark said, rubbing Haechan’s knee. “We all do, really.”
“Jeno doesn’t want me to explain yet. It’s a lot.” Jaemin glanced at Jeno. “Your minds are still adjusting, so I don’t know if it’s a good idea to overload it with information.”
Haechan sighed loudly. “Jeno may not want to know, but I do. It isn’t fair for him to speak on behalf of all of our heads!”
“Haechan.” Jeno started with a frown. “I-”
“Why do I remember Jaemin lighting a fire with his hand when we went camping? I don’t even like camping!” Haechan shrieked, raising his hands up for more exaggeration. “It was literally with his hand . He waved it and boom! Fire.” He made an explosion gesture with his hands. “But I wasn’t even shocked.”
“He has powers.” Jeno stated calmly. That was one thing he remembered without Jaemin explaining.
“Okay.” Haechan blinked, putting his hands back down. “How?”
Jeno sighed.
Jaemin swallowed a lump in his throat. “I was born with them.”
“And? People aren’t just born with powers.” Haechan leaned forward a bit.
“Yeah, humans aren’t born with powers.” Jaemin was growing nervous, which was obvious from the slight shake in his tone.
“So you aren’t human?” Chenle asked with wide eyes.
“I-” Jaemin gulped. “Angels are born with powers.”
“Stop.” Jeno held onto one of Jaemin’s hands, stopping him from his nervous fidgeting. “You guys can’t just interrogate him.”
“Yes we can!” Haechan interrupted, frowning. “We have every right to know, Jeno. And he should tell us since he’s the only one who does know. Jaemin, what do you mean angels?”
“I’m an angel.” Jaemin blurted out, tears brimming his eyes. “There’s an entire hierarchy of them, and Jaehyun and I were born under the highest ranking two. My powers were seen as destructive, so I was sent here under the protection of guardian angels. They were murdered and I-”
“Stop!” Jeno shouted this time. He squeezed Jaemin’s hand, glaring at the others who were staring at Jaemin with baffled looks on their faces. “Stop making him explain. Stop looking at him like he’s crazy. I do have every right to speak for all of you.” He spat. “You guys think your heads hurt, but you haven’t had the dreams I had. You thought I was crazy when I told you about them.”
“Jeno-” Renjun started with a frown.
“Let me finish.” Jeno interrupted. “This isn’t only hard for me to hear right now, can’t you tell it’s hard for Jaemin just to explain it?” He shrieked, his arm now wrapping around Jaemin’s side protectively. “So we’re all going to forget this conversation happened, and we’re going to have a normal sleepover. If you have a problem with that you can leave.”
The room fell silent, and Jaemin was wiping his tears away with shaky fingers. He sniffled, leaning into Jeno’s side.
The rest of the sleepover wasn’t as awkward as Jeno expected it to be. Whenever there was a situation that made the atmosphere uncomfortable, Jisung or Chenle usually broke the ice by cracking jokes. Renjun eventually suggested that they watch a movie once it got late, and that was enough time for them to all calm down.
Jeno let Jaemin share his bed with him, the others curled up while sleeping in their sleeping bags.
“I’m sorry Haechan made you cry.” Jeno whispered, his hand rubbing Jaemin’s back. Jaemin had his face in Jeno’s chest, nuzzling it comfortably with his nose.
Jaemin shrugged. “I know he didn’t mean to. He’s just confused and I can’t really blame him.” He sighed and tilted his head up, smiling as he kissed Jeno’s chin. “Thank you for defending me.”
Jeno chuckled shyly. He pulled Jaemin close, hiding his face in a tuft of his hair. “Goodnight, Jaemin.”
-
Jeno watched as his friends gathered their things to leave. Jisung and Chenle were the first to go. Jisung said he didn’t want to miss out on the free pancakes before noon at his favorite restaurant, and he forced Chenle to tag along. Jaemin was still asleep in Jeno’s bed, curled up underneath the blankets and hugging a pillow.
“Hey.” Renjun nudged Jeno’s shoulder to pull him aside. “I just wanted to apologize for not believing you about everything. Now that things are coming back I’m confused and I can’t even imagine how it was for you, with us calling you crazy and all.”
Jeno smiled a little. “I did sound crazy.” He chuckled silently and glanced at Jaemin when hearing the blankets ruffle from him turning onto his side. “I’m not mad at you and I’m not mad at Haechan. I know how he is when he’s frustrated.”
As if on cue, Haechan walked into the bedroom to pick up the jacket he left on the desk. “Forgot this.” He said and offered a small wave, pausing a bit when his eyes landed on a sleeping Jaemin. “I was going to apologize, but he’s knocked out.” He sighed.
“I thought I was the one not getting enough sleep, but I guess he wasn’t either.” Jeno frowned. “Don’t worry about it. You’ll see him at school or something soon.”
“Right.” Haechan nodded. “Bye, then.” He smiled a little before turning to leave the room and go down the stairs to meet Mark.
“I’m gonna get going too.” Renjun decided, and he was surprised to see the look on Jeno’s face that said he wasn’t ready for Renjun to go.
Jeno cleared his throat and stared at Jaemin a little longer to make sure he was still asleep. His breathing stopped for a moment as the memory came to his mind before he opened his mouth to speak. “Renjun. Do you remember my anniversary with Jaemin?” He asked, watching his best friend’s expression fall.
Renjun nodded, and Jeno could tell it was hard for him to remember too. “Yeah.” He whispered. His tone was shaky, and there was a heavy weight of sadness sitting on his chest. “I don’t get it. He died , Jeno. I get that you aren’t ready for answers, but we need them. He just told us he’s an angel.”
“Renjun.” Jeno sighed, frustration filling his voice.
“I know.” Renjun smiled a little in understanding. There was a long pause before Renjun shook his head. “I get it. I’ll talk to you soon, yeah?”
Jeno nodded. Renjun was the most understanding compared to the others. He watched Renjun grab his things that were packed neatly before leaving. When hearing a small whine, he turned to look at Jaemin. He was still asleep, probably dreaming about something.
Smiling, Jeno sat on the edge of his bed and lifted a hand to move Jaemin’s hair out of his face. It wasn’t hard for him to believe that Jaemin really was an angel.
-
Walking to school with Jaemin was one of Jeno’s favorite things to do; along with walking home from school with him, of course. He felt himself wanting to hold his hand or hug his side more than anything. Whenever they stopped in their steps to kiss, he remembered that Jaemin often smiled into kisses.
“Before we go in,” Jeno stepped in front of Jaemin when they approached the school gates. “I wanted to talk to you without the others around.” He took Jaemin’s hands in his, giving them a gentle squeeze.
“What is it?” Jaemin frowned a little, not knowing how serious the talk would be. He only felt calmed when Jeno smiled and leaned forward to kiss his nose.
“Relax.” Jeno laughed and let go of Jaemin’s hands to instead wrap his arms loosely around his waist. “I just wanted a second alone with you before everyone else takes over.” He said with a hum, kissing Jaemin’s cheek this time.
“Oh, now you’re the one who wants alone time?” Jaemin asked with a smile that was gleaming with playfulness. He poked Jeno’s chest, laughing. “According to you, we get plenty of time to ourselves anyway.”
Jeno whined and pulled away when Jaemin jabbed his chest with a finger. “I mean, I don’t know if you’re going to get bombarded with questions again.” He sighed and rubbed the spot he was poked at. “I could tell how uncomfortable it made you, and I don’t want it to happen again.”
Jaemin frowned, and Jeno instantly regretted bringing it up.
“I mean.” Jeno shook his head quickly. “I’ve been thinking of myself and how difficult it’s been for me, but I can’t even imagine how it was for you. You aren’t ready to explain everything, especially when you’re being interrogated-”
“Jeno.” Jaemin pursed his lips.
“All I’m saying is that I’m ready to hear when you’re ready to tell.” Jeno nodded firmly, and smiled. “I mean it. I love you.”
Jaemin’s eyes widened and he felt his heart leap up into his throat. He blinked rapidly. “You love me?”
“I love you.” Jeno repeated. His cheeks were heating up, and Jaemin’s reaction to the words wasn’t helping that fact. “I remember how I felt, and even if I didn’t I would still feel that way now.”
“I love you too.” Jaemin responded and brought his hands up to Jeno’s cheeks, chuckling. He squealed and leaned forward, repeatedly pressing kisses against Jeno’s lips and smiling when hearing Jeno emit small giggles.
-
Sitting down at the lunch table with Jaemin was nothing more than an awkward silence as they sat across from the others; Haechan, in particular.
“I think Haechan wants to apologize.” Mark said after a long moment of no one speaking and just picking at their food.
“Mark!” Haechan gasped, slapping Mark’s arm and pouting. He sighed, reaching up to rub his forehead before landing his gaze on Jaemin, who was sitting silently and fidgeting with his fingers.
“Well?” Jeno raised an eyebrow.
Haechan frowned. “You know I’m bad at this.” He whisper yelled. “Jaemin, I’m sorry for being so pushy.” He sat up straight and cleared his throat. It was obvious Haechan didn’t know exactly what to say or how his posture should be, but it was also obvious that he was trying. “No matter how confused I am about what the hell is going on, I shouldn’t have been so mean.”
Jaemin smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “It’s okay. I can’t really blame you.” He chuckled, glancing at Jeno before continuing. “It is hard for me to talk about, but I understand you wanting answers.”
Haechan smiled. It was a genuine smile, one showing he was happy that his apology was accepted.
“Can I ask something?” Jisung interrupted hesitantly. Jeno immediately tensed up and parted his lips to respond, but stopped when feeling Jaemin’s hand rest on his thigh.
“Go ahead.” Jaemin said nervously.
Jisung looked around at everyone before leaning forward, his eyes wide. “You mentioned a, like, hierarchy of angels?” He whispered. “If you and your brother were born under the highest, does that mean what I think?”
Jaemin smiled a little, much to Jeno’s relief. “I’m a prince.” He chuckled with a nod.
“Cool.” Jisung gasped. “What’s your power? What about your brother’s?”
“Jisung-” Jeno interrupted.
“It’s okay.” Jaemin rubbed Jeno’s thigh comfortingly and gave him a smile before returning to Jisung’s gaze that was full of awe. “I can control the elements. Jaehyun’s power is healing. Both of ours are rare, but as I said before, mine can be much more destructive than healing.”
“Well.” Jisung leaned back, folding his arms across his chest. “I think your powers are cooler.”
Jaemin let out a burst of laughter. “Thanks, Jisung.” He chuckled, smiling widely as he picked up his plastic fork to continue eating.
Jeno smiled. It was the happiest Jaemin had looked when talking about the past.
-
Jeno decided to go to Jaemin’s house that afternoon. They walked home together as usual, kisses and hand holding and all. Jaemin was warm even in the cold, and that was one of Jeno’s favorite things about him, among many other things.
One thing Jeno loved especially about Jaemin was how he looked when he was focused. He realized that as they sat together on Jaemin’s bed, books and papers spread neatly between the two. Jaemin was once again being too distracting.
Jaemin sat with his nose scrunched slightly and his lips pursed into a small pout as he studied the material in his history book. Every so often, he would reach up to move a hand through his hair. Jeno wondered what was going on in his mind. He also wondered how Jaemin would react if he pushed the books off the bed and leaned forward to kiss him.
“I can feel you staring at me.” Jaemin spoke with a playful hum. He looked up at Jeno, grinning widely. “At times like this, I wish I could read minds.”
“What do you think I’m thinking?” Jeno chuckled and smiled playfully. He put his pencil down that he had been absentmindedly tapping against his leg. He really wanted to kiss Jaemin and he didn’t care how obvious that was. Even though he knew he could sketch every inch of Jaemin’s face with his eyes closed, he still wanted to kiss every single inch.
Jaemin shrugged. He crawled forward and placed himself on Jeno’s lap, kissing the end of his nose. “Don’t know.” He wrapped his arms around the other’s neck, smiling widely as he ran his slender fingers through his hair. “But I do know we won’t get any work done like this.”
Jeno grinned widely and brought his hands up to Jaemin’s sides. He had a devious look on his face, and he immediately began tickling him before Jaemin could register what he was planning. “Did you think I would forget how ticklish you are?” He laughed when Jaemin squealed and tensed up in defense.
Jaemin laughed loudly, attempting to move out of Jeno’s grip but gasped in defeat when Jeno pushed him back against the pillows, still tickling him mercilessly. “Stop!” Jaemin screeched, kicking his legs a bit and moving his hands to grab Jeno’s. “Stop it.” He whined and chuckled, now out of breath.
“This is much better than studying.” Jeno moved to hover above Jaemin, holding onto his hands as he leaned down to kiss his nose before kissing the pair of lips he had been staring at. He kissed him every second, and every second after that until he heard the door open.
The two pulled away from each other, looking at the door to meet a shocked Jaehyun.
“Um.” Jaehyun cleared his throat. “Sorry, guys. I forgot Jeno was coming over.”
Jaemin sat up and smiled awkwardly at his older brother, Jeno scooting away from Jaemin on the bed and grabbing his book to return to staring blankly at the pages.
“What is it?” Jaemin asked, blinking.
“I just wanted to tell you that I’m going to see mom and dad.” Jaehyun said. Jeno noticed Jaemin’s frown. “I need to tell them about everything.”
Jaemin nodded slowly. “Okay.” He whispered, his voice cracking a bit. “That’s fine. I’ll see you tomorrow, then?”
“Yeah.” Jaehyun nodded, noticing the look on Jaemin’s face. “It’ll be okay. Goodnight, you two.” He winked and walked backwards out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Jeno sat next to Jaemin in silence for a few minutes, watching as Jaemin turned pages in his book in an attempt to set his focus on something else. “Jaemin?” He whispered. “Do you wanna talk?”
“About?” Jaemin glanced at Jeno.
“You know what.” Jeno moved to sit in front of Jaemin. He moved the books and papers out from between them, moving them onto the floor carefully. “He’s going to see your parents. The ones who sent you here because of your powers. I want to understand what’s happening but if you aren’t ready to tell me, it’s fine.”
Jaemin studied Jeno’s expression. “Are you sure?” He whispered, frowning. “Just the other day you said you needed a mental break.”
“I’m ready.” Jeno took Jaemin’s hands in his, smiling comfortingly. “Only if you’re ready to explain.”
“Jaehyun was favored by my parents.” Jaemin started hesitantly. He stared down at Jeno’s fingers, playing with them as he spoke. “He can heal, and who wouldn’t want that? After I was sent here and I learned to control my powers under my guardians’ training, I met you.”
Jeno noticed the small smile on Jaemin’s lips before it disappeared.
“I met you and fell in love with you.” Jaemin continued, finally looking up at Jeno. “There’s nothing confusing about that. But then I died and now I’m here. That’s what boggles everyone’s minds.” He sniffled and let go of one of Jeno’s hands, reaching up to rub his eyes. “Not only how I came back here, but how my guardians and I died.”
Jeno nodded. He wanted Jaemin to continue, even though it was hurting them both.
“If angels exist, then so do demons.” Jaemin sighed shakily. “They wanted me for my powers so they killed my guardians and tried to take me. I fought back, and they didn’t like that. I did die before Jaehyun came. He brought me home and healed me.” He smiled with shaky lips. “Once I recovered, I begged my parents to let me come back so that I could be with you. They told me that once I left, they wiped everyone’s memories of me.”
“That’s why I didn’t remember you?” Jeno whispered. “That’s why none of us knew you?”
Jaemin frowned. “Yeah.” He shifted a bit, squeezing Jeno’s hand. “I told them that if they let me come back, I could have you and everyone else remember. My guardians taught me how to manipulate dreams because I used to have nightmares growing up, so I used that knowledge. I was on a time limit, though. If you couldn’t remember within a certain time, it would be like I never existed.” There were tears streaming down his cheeks as he spoke. “Jaehyun came with me. He wanted to protect me incase anything.. went wrong. I’m sorry it was so scary, Jeno. Your mind didn’t want to remember.”
“Baby, it’s okay.” Jeno whined. “Jaemin-”
“I was so selfish.” Jaemin cried. “You weren’t getting any sleep because I just wanted to be with you again. I’m sorry.”
Jeno quickly shook his head and pulled Jaemin to sit on his lap, wrapping his arms around him in a tight hug. He kissed the side of his head when Jaemin buried his face in his shoulder. “Don’t be sorry.” He rubbed Jaemin’s back, frowning. “I didn’t know why at the time, but I was so empty without you. I missed you so much and I didn’t even know it.”
“Jeno-”
“Shh.” Jeno whispered and pulled away from the hug so that he could smile at Jaemin. He hated seeing him so sad, and his heart fell at the sight of his tear stained cheeks. “It’s okay. I remember you now and I’m so glad you’re here.” Removing an arm from around his waist, he lifted his hand and wiped the remaining tears away. “Everything is okay.”
Jaemin smiled, the corners of his lips still shaky. He rested his forehead against Jeno’s, sighing. They sat like that for a few moments, just holding each other and listening to each other’s breathing in the silence.
“Wanna cuddle?” Jeno whispered, smiling widely when Jaemin responded with a loud laugh. “Please?”
“We really aren’t gonna get any work done.” Jaemin said and moved to lay down, chuckling when Jeno followed.
Jeno pouted and scooted forward once he was laying across from Jaemin, tangling their legs together. “I told you you’re distracting.”
“Shut up.”
-
Once the two met up with the others in the hideout at school to explain everything, they both felt a weight off of their shoulders. It was hard for Jaemin to explain his past, which is why Jeno took over most parts for him. Haechan didn’t ask questions this time. He just stared with wide eyes and an open jaw, which Mark had to reach over to close multiple times.
“So, are you immortal?” Jisung asked during the silence at the end that everyone was using to grasp the information they just learned.
“No.” Jaemin quickly responded. “I’ll age just like you guys will.”
“Cool.” Renjun chuckled. Everyone turned to look at him. He had been the most silent, and he whined when noticing the stares on him. “What? I didn’t want to interrupt. This is a lot to learn anyways, especially during midterms!”
“Since when do you care about midterms?” Chenle snorted.
“Shut up, Chenle.”
“Anyways.” Jisung raised his hands up by his sides. “I can now say I have the most badass friend ever. And I will definitely be going to church.”
“Jesus.” Haechan groaned, rubbing his forehead.
“Exactly.” Jisung smiled.
Jeno chuckled and reached over to hold Jaemin’s hand. “Well, now that that’s done.” He hummed. “We’re gonna get going.”
“And where are you going?” Jisung asked, blinking. “Can we come?”
“We just wanna look at college options. You know, those handouts that the advisors have been giving out? The ones that you throw away.” Jeno teased and stuck out his tongue.
“Oh, good idea!” Mark gasped. “I forgot to tell you guys. I got accepted into my dream school.”
“The one in Canada?” Renjun asked curiously, Haechan instantly frowning.
“No.” Mark shook his head, smiling proudly and folding his arms across his chest. “I’m staying here. I wanna be closer to you guys. In fact, it’s the same school Haechan recently got accepted to.”
Haechan smiled and threw his arms around Mark’s side, bouncing up and down. “I didn’t know you applied!” He whined with a pout.
“I wanted to surprise you.” Mark chuckled and kissed Haechan’s forehead, smiling.
“Let’s get out of here before they make out.” Jisung said, pushing past everyone and knocking over janitor supplies to get out of the closet as quickly as possible. “Come on, guys.”
Everyone followed closely behind, which made Haechan whine in defense and Mark laugh loudly.
-
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jeno whined while walking home with Jaemin. He noticed Jaemin staring at him ever since they left the gates, and they were now just a few minutes from their houses. “You’re creepy.”
Laughing, Jaemin wrapped his arms around Jeno’s side and pulled him close, nuzzling his nose against his cheek. “You’re so pretty!” He squealed and repeatedly kissed his cheek, chuckling when Jeno whined and attempted to pull away.
Jeno huffed in response. “Stop.” He chuckled, heat rising to his cheeks.
“Did you decide on a college today?” Jaemin asked curiously, finally releasing Jeno from his grip and holding onto his hand instead.
Jeno shrugged, smiling at the other. “I used to want to go to college so badly.” He sighed. “I had it all planned out. Everything is different now, though.”
“What do you mean?”
“I have you.”
Jaemin stopped walking and stared across at Jeno, frowning. “Don’t let me stop you from doing what you want. Just because I don’t care much about going myself doesn’t mean you can’t go.”
“You aren’t stopping me.” Jeno smiled. He brought Jaemin’s hand up so he could kiss it, chuckling under his breath. “I never really knew what I would major in, anyway. So what’s wrong with putting that on hold for a bit? I’m not saying I’ll never go.”
“It sounds a lot like I’m stopping you.” Jaemin sighed, pouting now.
“Stop!” Jeno laughed and pulled Jaemin close. He rested his hands on his hips, smiling brightly. “I want to go to college eventually , but right now I just want to focus on being with you.”
“Are you sure?” Jaemin raised his eyebrows. “I’m really not holding you back?”
“You aren’t holding me back at all, and I am sure.” Jeno rubbed Jaemin’s hip bones with his thumbs. “I love you. Let me annoy you for at least a year and then maybe I’ll go to school.”
Chuckling, Jaemin wrapped his arms around Jeno and kissed the corners of his lips. “I love you too. And I’ll be the one annoying you.” He said with a bright smile that made Jeno’s heart beat just a bit faster.
“You promise?” Jeno grinned.
“Of course. I’ll annoy you so much.” Jaemin laughed loudly, pulling away and tugging on Jeno’s hand. “Can we go to your house now and avoid studying again?”
Jeno nodded, smiling while he let Jaemin pull him home. He intertwined their fingers and looked over at a pile of snow that was beginning to melt from being under the sun. Flowers pushed out from underneath the white cold, their colorful petals showing themselves proudly. He knew it was Jaemin’s doing, and he didn’t question it. Instead, he leaned over to kiss Jaemin’s cheek.
Jeno was happy that he wasn’t dreaming.