Haechan loved food. It was no secret, and the boy was constantly ordering takeout or delivery- whether that meant trying out the new little restaurant down the block or ordering the same kimchi jjigae for the one-thousandth time, he was constantly ordering food for himself and the members and shoving it down their throats. Although, none of them were opposed to free food, and Jeno even appreciated the younger for it since it meant they all stayed well-fed and healthy even during their promotions.
Still, Jeno knew that an evening with Hyuck would most likely mean a whole five-course meal worth of food throughout the day plus whatever random snacks they had lying around. So, he spent most of the day before their little hang out eating as little as possible to make room for today's feast.
That was backfiring now.
“I’m so hungry Duckie pleasssse.” Jeno whined as he cuddled up to Haechan. Normally he would just beg Jaemin to make him a fried egg or something, but Jaemin was out practicing with the maknae, so that took him out of the equation, which only left Haechan and Renjun to supply him with treats and goodies. He didn't want to bother Renjun at the moment though, especially since he knew the younger had been having some bad art block recently and was suddenly up and drawing this afternoon. Besides, this evening was for Nono and his Duckie, so it was better for him to ask this boyfriend for food rather than asking the other.
“I know baby, it’s on its way don’t worry.” Jeno just whined with a pout and buried his face into Haechan’s tummy. It had gotten hardened by ab muscles since the last time they got to be together like this, and the realization made him pull away with a gasp and pet Haechan’s stomach through his shirt.
“What happened to little baby tummy?” Jeno asked with a pout and the most distressed sounding voice he could manage. Haechan giggled as Jeno started to tickle him a bit, smiling up at him.
“S-stop!” He shouted in protest and Jeno obeyed, stopping his tickle attack to let the younger explain the mystery of the missing baby tummy. “I wanted to have nice muscles like you and Nana, so I started working out with Johnny hyung, that’s all.” Haechan mumbled as he pet Jeno’s hair. The other just hummed and shook his head slowly as he crawled up, laying himself on top of Haechan with a grumble. He sat up quickly though when not long after that the doorbell rang.
“Food!” Jeno said excitedly, moving off of the younger and following him to the door to watch him carry in the food. It was pizza, but Jeno was nowhere near complaining. It looked and smelled delicious anyways, so how could he possibly be upset? He got himself a couple pieces of pepperoni with a thank you and kissed Haechan on the cheek before going back to flop down on the couch, happily munching on the warm food. The younger followed, sitting beside him with a hum and picking up the TV remote to let it play whatever was on for some background noise. It was some random drama that Jeno thought he had probably watched before, but he didn’t pay it much mind as he felt Haechan nuzzling his face into his neck. He turned to look at the other and let out a confused sound. “Where’s your pizza?” Haechan shrugged.
“I’m not that hungry right now if I'm honest, Jaemin fed me a lot of mochi before he left, and you should never let the soft appearance fool you cuz that shit is filling.” Jeno chuckled and nodded as he continued to monch on his pizza, his attention floating to whatever drama was on in hopes of passing the time until Jaemin got home.
