"Just one kiss please?" Jaemin grinned as Renjun scowled.
He looked so adorable with the pink collar and small painted whiskers on his face. His feline ears twitched with annoyance and his tail swayed behind him.
"I hate you!" Renjun pouted with crossed arms, turning away from the sight of Jaemin's mischievousness.
"Jenoooo~ Junnie says he hates me," Jaemin whined pathetically, trying to latch onto his sulking hybrid boyfriend as Jeno walked out of the bathroom with a chuckle. But he himself wasn't immune to how cute Renjun looked dressed up for Halloween and his eyes crinkled.
"Jaem, shouldn't you get dressed? We're leaving in 20 minutes," Jeno commented, adjusting the glasses on his face. This year he was going as Clark Kent. Of course he had an easy costume.
"Not until Junnie forgives me," Jaemin said continuing to whine into Renjun's cold shoulder.
"You know he wanted to be little red riding hood this year?" Jeno chuckled.
"Yeah but everyone deserves to see how cute our kitten is. He'll be the best looking one out there!" Jaemin pouted.
Renjun huffed and didn't say anything, only getting up to get his things from his room.
"I'll console him," Jeno smiled before pressing a quick kiss to Jaemin's cheek. "Go get dressed."
Jaemin saluted him and went off to dress up. This year he was going as a cowboy since his costume for Howl wasn't going to arrive in time.
Jeno quietly came up behind Renjun, who was organizing his purse, and engulfed him in a back hug.
"How are you?" Jeno hummed, nuzzling into his kitten's neck.
Renjun bit his nail and that's when Jeno knew that he was really worried.
"Hey..." he said, bringing a hand up to pull it away from his mouth.
"Jeno what if people tease me again?" Renjun pouted, tail anxiously tapping against Jeno's back.
Jeno frowned. He knew that there was still a lot of people that weren't as open to hybrids as some, but Renjun was just a lovely person that everyone he met melted under his personality. If anything went astray, his boyfriends were there to defend him. After all, only they could tease their kitten.
"I won't let them. Jaemin and I won't let them. If you ever feel bad about what they say, we'll be right there to back you up," Jeno said gently, pressing a kiss to his cheek and rubbing the back of his ears. Renjun purred quietly and nodded, biting his lip.
"Promise?" Renjun asked quietly, looking back with big eyes.
He was so adorable.
"Yes kitten," Jeno said and kissed his nose right before Jaemin burst through the room with a loud yeehaw, cowboy hat crooked on his head.
"I'm ready! Babies lets go," Jaemin grinned but then observed Jeno and Renjun's worried expression.
"Kitten? What's wrong baby?" Jaemin said worriedly, approaching them and holding Renjun's hand.
"I'm just worried about whether... I look dumb or not," Renjun confessed with his head hung.
Jaemin gasped and Jeno brought his hand up to rub Renjun's ears soothingly.
"You never look dumb baby! Ever! Don't you listen to what people say Renjun, you're the loveliest person, and Jeno, on this Earth," Jaemin frowned, grabbing Renjun's face with both hands until his cheeks were squished.
"We love you so much baby. And we want you to love yourself, too. No matter what time or day it is, okay kitten?" Jaemin said.
Renjun quietly nodded and walked into Jaemin's chest, nuzzling into his tight hug. Jeno's chest felt warm and he couldn't help the wide smile on his face. But he quickly joined the hug, wrapping his arms all around Jaemin as Renjun was locked in the middle, face buried in Jaemin's chest.
"You're the most beautiful person in this world, right Jeno?"
"Yes, absolutely," Jeno hummed.
Renjun peaked his face out, nose twitching and eyebrows unfurling.
"Thank you loves," he mumbled shyly.
Jaemin and Jeno both smiled in adoration.
"Triple kiss?" Renjun asked quietly, eyes blinking widely.
"Of course ~" Jaemin cooed and both he and Jeno leaned in to press a soft kiss against Renjun's lips.
"I love you Jaemin and Jeno," Renjun hummed happily into the kiss.
"I love you Jeno and Renjun," Jaemin grinned before he pulled away.
"And I love you both as much," Jeno agreed contently.
"Now, let's go now or we'll be late to the party."

hihi i hope this is what you meant by your ask hihi <3

Jaemin slowly moved his large hands down to the hem of Renjun’s pants, fiddling with it before he pulled it down to reveal a black lace thong.
He could tell Renjun was holding back a whimper by the way his knuckle turned white gripping the edge of his desk. He was so, so pretty.
“Look at you Junnie… Do other people know you wear this to work?” Jaemin teased, peppering kisses over his bare chest and stomach, unbuttoned shirt in a disarray.
“J-Jaemin please…” the other man whined quietly, hips bucking as Jaemin gently pressed his hand against his cock strained against the fabric of the thong, palming it slowly.
“Shh.. you don’t want the others to hear do you? Or maybe you do?” Jaemin smirked, sucking on a nipple and pulling down Renjun’s trousers lower. This made him buck into his hand again and he continued to bite marks all over his body.
One good thing about being CEO was that his office was located farther away from the other offices. The better thing was that his office had a clear view of the office of his CFO, Jeno, whom Jaemin could see was staring hungrily at them. A perfect view.
Jaemin then lifted Renjun up onto the desk, knowing that Jeno would be able to properly see his perky ass and his thong, continuing to palm him before he moved away to grab the lube in his drawer.
Renjun let out a low whine at the loss of contact and he tried to touch himself before Jaemin swatted his hand away with a tsk.
“So impatient kitten… Did Jeno choose this color for you?” Jaemin purred, before he went in straight with two fingers, slowly scissoring him open, causing Renjun to arch his back with a mewl. Damn, his pants were tight and he groaned at the sight only to feel himself getting wet when he caught sight of Jeno slowly stroking himself in his chair. Fuck.
“Mm-hm-J-Jaemin-!” Renjun whined, legs shaking wide open as Jaemin rubbed his long fingers inside to ease him open. Renjun weakly reached up for him to pull him down for sloppy kisses, moaning in between their breaths.
“You’re doing so good, baby…. Fuck you look so delicious and pretty like this. Mmm…” Jaemin said huskily, as he used one hand to hurriedly take off the rest of Renjun’s clothes, leaving him only his lace thong. He knew Jeno was enjoying the view thoroughly.
“J-Jaemin please… fuck me already,” Renjun moaned, eyes shut tight in pleasure.
“As you wish kitten,” Jaemin said with a strained groan before he pulled down his pants to release his own throbbing and leaking cock, lining up with Renjun’s pretty pink hole. With one push, he pushed in until he was almost taken in all the way. Renjun let out a pretty gasp around Jaemin’s own moan, as he sucked on his tongue. The kiss got messier before Renjun moaned louder when Jaemin pulled out and pushed back in all the way to his hilt, letting a resounding slap echo in the office.
“Fuck you sound so good against me,” Jaemin gritted, looking up to see Jeno staring with heedy eyes as he continued to stroke himself.
“J-Jeno..?” Renjun whined quietly as Jaemin pulled out and thrust back in with a steady pace. Renjun clenched so tightly around him and he had to grip his hips tightly to hold him in place, as he lay there splayed out like a dream.
“Jeno’s doing good baby… let’s show him how well you can take me,” Jaemin panted as he picked up his pace and started to thrust faster, angling himself so could ram inside Renjun’s walls.
This made Renjun moan louder, hands clawing at the desk desperate for purchase as he arched his back off the table in pleasure.
“A-ah! J-Jaemin!”
“Fuck, you’re so pretty baby,” Jaemin growled, eyes trained on Jeno who was stroking himself faster, head tucked but eyes still staring hazily at Renjun and him, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. Fuck.
Jaemin tilted his hips until he got a good angle which caused Renjun to let out a high-pitched mewl which he leaned down to swallow with hot kisses. He could feel the desk shake as he continued to fuck into Renjun, making him more turned on. Renjun wrapped his arms around Jaemin’s neck as saliva was messily exchanged and wrapped his legs tightly around his waist. Jaemin used one hand to begin stroking Renjun off, pretty lace thong pulled aside, which made him clench tighter around his cock as he thrust inside.
“J-Jaemin-! I’m g-going to cum,” Renjun’s voice trembled, as he continued to get pushed up against the desk with each thrust. It was so hot. And he knew Jeno thought so too when Jaemin looked up in between stroking Renjun and fucking into him to see Jeno’s face flush and hand moving fast in his pants.
“Let’s ask Jeno if you can cum, mm?” Jaemin grunted, quickly pressing Jeno’s number on speed dial, on speaker. Their moans and grunts filled the room, and after one ring they could hear Jeno’s own sensual grunting.
“J-Jeno…” Renjun whined, bruised lips parted.
“Fuck kitten you’re doing so well- aah…” Jeno said with a strained moan, voice muffling through the speaker. Jaemin could see him well as Renjun tried to crane his neck to see him through the translucent glass walls. Jaemin slowed down his pace until he was thrusting long and slow against Renjun’s ass, feeling the gritty drag of Renjun’s walls with his long cock. It felt so good and he threw his head back.
Renjun let out a whimper when he saw Jeno’s shirt unbuttoned to display his beautiful abs and thick cock gripped around his hand.
“Let’s let kitten cum,” Jeno said with a low moan in between pants.
“Fuck,” Jaemin cursed as he finally regained focus and thrust harder into Renjun, one hand stroking him faster before he felt it all at once.
They all came at the same time as Jaemin released long white thick ropes inside of Renjun’s hole and Renjun’s pretty cock painted his navy shirt white. Renjun bit down on his lip and Jaemin panted to catch his breath as they both dizzily watched Jeno’s fist ooze with his cum, head thrown back still high off of adrenaline.
“You were so good kitten,” Jaemin groaned quietly, reaching down and over to grab the plug from his desk drawer as he pulled out carefully before pushing it inside Renjun’s abused hole. Renjun’s legs shook weakly and he gently massaged his thighs before picking him up by his thighs and walking over to Jeno’s office.
He knew that Renjun would be sulky if he didn’t get to kiss Jeno before he passed out. And dealing with a very sulky Renjun in the aftermath was cute, but awful for Jaemin’s needy self who would get denied any physical contact.
“Hello..” Jaemin greeted breathily, before he gently plopped Renjun onto Jeno’s lap.
“You did so well Junnie,” Jeno rumbled as Renjun curled up.
“You, too,” Renjun mumbled as he pressed soft kisses against Jeno’s lips.
Jaemin wore a tired grin as he perched himself on the arm of Jeno’s office chair.
“Good job baby,” he chuckled breathily, ruffling Jeno’s hair before bending down to steal a few gentle kisses on Jeno’s own lips who hummed against his lips.
“Next time I choose white.”

FUCK REWRITE

Jeno stares at his screen as the clip loops itself. He steals a glance at Jaemin whose eyes are also glued to his screen, mouth agape. The video Renjun had sent to the chat was rather, interesting, and it made his heart thump a little faster and made his hands jitter just a little. “Jaemin!” he whisper yelled, despite the room being empty, and pinched his thigh to pull him out of it. Jaemin all but yelped and then pulled him up by the sleeve down the hall. Jeno allowed himself to get dragged away with hurried steps. Head still filled with a million different thoughts and questions— specifically if a) Renjun was being serious, b) was it bad that he wanted him, too, and c) did Jaemin also want him the same way? Jaemin quickly pulls him into a small utility closet and silence falls upon them. Jaemin speaks first, “Jeno. We need him.” Jeno chokes on his own saliva and a feeling of relief escapes him before he lets out a laugh of disbelief. “Are- are you actually serious? You think Renjun was being serious?” Jaemin’s eyes are serious as he holds Jeno by the shoulders. “I know how much you want him, too! The worse thing he can say is…” Jaemin trails off and this time his eyes morph into something more forlorn. Jeno’s heart also sinks at the possibility of rejection but he also thinks- yeah, the worse thing is that it’s all some joke and at least they have each other to hold at night to soothe whatever pieces of their hearts are left. But they should definitely- at the very least-really just try. Renjun this whole time had given almost no indication about his affections towards the both of them. He was polite and respectful when it came to acknowledging them as a couple and though Jaemin and him each held a special and close relationship with him, it was hard not to end up yearning for more. This, they discussed previously, on a cold night in Tokyo, hands intertwined as they lay in bed and recounted fond memories of the shorter male. It was then that they realized how much their hearts ached for him to fill that one spot they thought was shaped like him. All the while, Renjun’s constant friendliness and oftentimes distance between the two of them left them wondering if their hopes were just flightless paper cranes. So whatever this was- felt like a brave gesture that they both knew they needed to latch on and do their best to show Renjun that they were totally serious about having Renjun-shaped holes in their hearts. And maybe like fools do, they hope with high expectations, hoping that that hope is returned with a promise. So Jeno and Jaemin exit the closet together with determined steps to where Renjun is most likely sleeping, if not just about dozing off, in the waiting room. They peak into it carefully, as if they were afraid to puncture the peace surrounding Renjun. Thankfully, Renjun is laying down, curled up on the couch, cheek adorably squished against his hand. Jeno wants no more than to put his head on his lap (despite the numerous times his thighs would go numb and he’d “complain”). Jaemin slowly approaches the other male and with a soft smile, nudges Renjun awake. They had not planned anything for this impromptu proposal but Jaemin reassured him that if Renjun said yes that they could just kiss him and that’d be okay. Jeno blushed at the thought and secretly hoped that it would be true. Renjun stirred awake with a small pout, careful not to rub his makeup away, and blinked his eyes before they became alert at the sight of two of them. “Jeno? Jaemin? Did I miss my cue?” he said, frantically reaching for his phone before Jaemin grabbed his hand gently. “No, but Jeno and I have an important question to ask you. And we are both absolutely sure and serious. So please hear us out.” Renjun blinks again and a small shiver runs through his body and Jeno has to resist the urge again to reach out and wrap his arms around him. So he opts to sit on the other side of Renjun and takes his other hand with equal gentleness into his. “What is it? Is this about-“ Renjun’s voice becomes small before he sees another wave of panic arise and Jaemin is quick to shush him assuredly before he can garble out, stroking the back of his neck. “Listen, hear us out please. And if you don’t know the answer to what we have to say or just say no, we’ll respect it. Okay?” Renjun’s tongue falls short and he nervously nods, looking at the both of them before retracting his hands and holding them in his lap. “Junnie, will you be our boyfriend? We really like you- and have for a long time now,” Jeno sputters. Wow so much for easing into it he mentally groans. Jaemin looks taken aback but he recovers and adds, “We really do mean it. We’ve… honestly been waiting and hoping that one day you’d see how much you mean to us and how much we want you— more than what we have now…” Renjun gasps and his mouth is agape. A million thoughts must be running through his head now. Jeno and Jaemin exchange a glance that borders worry and optimism. Renjun then nervously chuckles, “Wait are you guys… I mean… you both… you both think about me seriously like that? I didn’t even think you guys…” Renjun is about to bite his nails and Jeno reaches out to intertwine their hands. “Renjun we, I, think about you all the time. I always want to be closer to you I just wasn’t sure if your… feelings allowed it.” Jaemin nods and says too, “Jun-ah, all this time I never for once stopped thinking about how perfect you’d be if you were with us, right alongside us. We want you and we hope you think of us the same way you…” Jaemin trails off unsure how to say ‘do.’

But, it takes a few fast beating hearts for Renjun’s furrowed look to ease up again as he bravely reaches out and tugs them both closer to him. To which they oblige happily. Excitement rises throw Jeno’s chest and he can see Jaemin’s smile grow little by little. Renjun finally holds both their hands in his again and he gives them that endearing look he does when he wants something but isn’t sure how to say it out loud. But he does this time, when he says, “Yes. I want to be both of your boyfriends’.”

Renjun is running late. He was supposed to pick up Chenle’s basketball themed birthday cake ten minutes ago and it’s ten minutes past. Granted, he’s jittering his leg inside the cab that’s painstakingly traversing down the block at a snails pace because of sudden traffic. He’s never going to make it to the surprise party at this pace. So, Renjun quickly hops out of the car, drops a dozen bills into the cab’s cupholder, and /dashes/ to the bakery.

If he was late, Kun was going to whoop
his ass. The older man had already told him to leave the apartment ten minutes early but was it Renjun’s fault that his client kept yapping over the Teams call?

Renjun really hates to sweat in his nice YSL silk shirt but he can just dry clean it after. Friendship first, clothes second. Renjun skids to a stop and all but whirls into the bakery with heaving breaths and shaking legs. He really needed to go to the gym more. He hurriedly walks up to the counter, Chenle’s gift bag hanging off his arm, and catches the attention of one of the owners who quickly deduces his order.

“Cake for Renjun?”

Renjun hurriedly pays for everything, hands shaking out of frazzle yet trying to carefully balance it in his arms, he turns to speed out of the bakery to catch another cab when BAM!

The gutwrenching sound of a cake on a pavement registers in his head. /Fuck, fuck fuck-/ Renjun is about to yell at the stranger who wasn’t looking and flusters when he comes face to face with a handsome man with bright (and apologetic) eyes and sharp cheeks. If Renjun wasn’t in a dire situation he’d stare forever but the frustration comes creeping back in and before he can get a word out the man quickly stoops down to pick up the cake box (with the smashed cake).

“I’m so sorry! Is there a way to make up for this? Can I order you another cake?” the man says frantically with worry, eyes becoming impossibly round.

It must be the reflection of the sun because they almost /sparkle/ but Renjun pulls himself together before he loses it. He’s /already/ fifteen minutes late now.

“Well I was about to deliver this to my friend for his surprise birthday party but now that its been smashed I have no fucking clue,” Renjun confesses in frustration.

“Well… is your friend a fan of other types of desserts?” the man asks.

/Huh??/

“If you will allow me to make it up to you and your friend… I can offer some of the dessert trays I prepared. Please take it as an apology and no I won’t accept no as an answer. I’m the head baker there so I absolutely do not mind,” he smiled.

So… when Renjun arrived /30/ minutes late, Kun’s annoyance and yelling slowly melded into shock when he saw the amount of cakes, pastries, and cookies that Renjun carried in (thankfully without dropping any of the four boxes). And Renjun’s worry quickly turned into great relief when he found out that Chenle himself was going to be late to his own “surprise party” because he got caught up playing basketball. Of course.

As everything got set up, Renjun realized there was a slip of paper wedged in one of the boxes lids and took it out to inspect it. On the paper read /I’m sorry about turning your day upside down. But, I couldn’t help but think of how cute you were the whole time… XXX-XXX-XXXX here’s my number… text me if you need anything sweet :) - Jaemin/

Although Renjun wasn’t good with throwing balls around in sports, maybe this time Renjun would shoot his shot, too.

*wow this was kinda mediocre help