jaemin sighed when he could finally lie on his cloudy bed.

more than a week had passed since renjun and jeno knew he existed, and it had been a tough week.

sure, it was way easier to get information about the two boys, because jaemin was actually hanging out with them, but they kept bickering like they usually did, and it tired jaemin out.

actually, they were bickering a bit less. jaemin didn't know if it was because they were slowly starting to get along or if they just knew jaemin hated when they fought.

jaemin had tried to ask them about their unfounded hatred, but it wasn't really a success.

he had asked them first when the three of them were waiting in the queue for the canteen. and damn, was it a disaster...

flashback

"you just stepped on my foot; can't you see i have white shoes asshole?" renjun fumed.

"oh, i stepped on your foot?" jeno did a fake pout. "it's not my fault the people behind are pushing me!"

"well, be careful. they're new and more expensive than your house!" renjun yelled, rubbing the dark spot on his brand-new white shoes.

jeno smirked and lifted his foot, ready to stomp it right on renjun's other shoe.

and he would have done it if jaemin hadn't interrupted him.

"why are you fighting again?" he asked with a pout which made jeno melt.

"huh..."

"this ass- jeno..." renjun corrected himself, "just stepped on my shoes."

jaemin nodded, not too interested by the matter.

the three boys waited a few minutes in silence – with the loud blabber from the canteen, i don't know if you could really call it silence. no one dared to talk. and renjun and jeno didn't even try to start a fight again. sure, they exchanged glares, but no words.

"why do you two hate each other so much?" jaemin asked, looking at the two boys.

"what?" they asked in confusion.

"you're always fighting." jaemin clarified. "why?"

jeno shrugged while renjun passed a hand through his hair.

"isn't it evident?" he asked.

"no." jaemin replied shyly.

"he's the biggest jerk ever, having no friends and this fucking cold façade that makes him look like some stuck asshole. he's far from being friendly and sympathetic. he's just arrogant and disrespectful." renjun listed.

"oh... i'm arrogant and disrespectful?" jeno snorted, glaring at renjun.

"yeah, a lot."

"you're not better. only caring about yourself. always angry and moody. you can't spend a day without picking a fight and cursing at someone!"

"i'm sorry?!" renjun yelled.

and jaemin stopped listening form there. it was absolutely no use.

end of the flashback

yeah, after this unsuccessful episode, jaemin had decided it would be easier to ask the two boys separately. and he had started by renjun.

flashback

jaemin and renjun were both waiting for jeno in front of the school's gates.

renjun would have gladly left withtout waiting for him, but jaemin had insisted for them to stay. and could renjun say no to jaemin? well, no.

"can't he move his ass a bit?" renjun sighed looking at his watch. "he manages to piss me off even without being here."

"but why do you hate him so much?" jaemin asked curiously.

"you already asked that question two days ago." renjun said.

"yeah, but now jeno is not here. you don't have to be afraid of telling me things you wouldn't have told me if he was there."

renjun furrowed his brows. "why does it matter to you so much?"

"you're my friends." jaemin smiled. "i don't want my two only friends to hate each other."

"you can make other friends if you want." renjun told.

"no, i'm perfectly fine with just the two of you." jaemin blushed at his own words.

renjun nodded. "yeah, same for me."

jaemin waited a few seconds before asking renjun the question again.

"so... why do you hate him?"

"we've always been fighting. it's like that since we met. i don't know, we..."

"i'm not talking about you two." jaemin put a hand on renjun's arm to stop him from talking. "i want to know why you personally hate him."

renjun chuckled. "my life hasn't been the best, you know? i used to live in china, but i decided to move to korea because of family problems... the only thing that has been keeping me sane is my art. painting and drawing make all my worries go away because i draw them. it's just as if some part of me, the ones i hate, could get out of my body and just stick to my canevas..."

"i-i'm sorry to hear that..."

"don't be." renjun sighed. "i was content with my life."

"you're not anymore?"

renjun shook his head. "in china, my art teacher told me i could get into a renown art school because of my talent. this is why i got to korea; to accomplish my dream. but since i arrived, i lost my talent. my paintings are dull and emotionless..."

"i'm sure they aren't. i caught a glimpse of your painting last time, and it was beautiful." jaemin said, omitting the fact that he had watched renjun's paintings at his house.

"i don't want people just to say my paintings are beautiful, jaemin." renjun sighed. "i want people to feel the same as me when i painted them. i want them to react when they see my paintings. paintings should convey emotions."

jaemin nodded in silence.

"a painting has to be made spontaneously, after some remarkable event. you can't expect to be a great painter if you just paint any day. you need something strong which makes you create. for my part, it was anger. back in china, i had few problems and it's thanks to them i could paint." renjun explained, surely referring to his family problems; but jaemin couldn't say anything about it. "now that i moved to korea, these problems are gone, and my inspiration as well. i have no more strong feelings that can make me paint. i need anger, hate, disgust. all those strong emotions. and i guess that's why i have this relationship with jeno. he's the one i always bicker with. every day, i try to bloat my emotions in so that they can explode when i'm in front of my canvas..."

"so... jeno is your muse?" jaemin smiled.

"well... it doesn't work as much as i hoped it would. our relationship is nothing like the problems i had before. there are not enough strong emotions..."

end of the flashback

jaemin turned around on his mattress.

what renjun had told him made sense, but he was sure that this wasn't the only solution.

renjun didn't really hate jeno.

he was just looking for particular emotions.

but perhaps that jeno did hate renjun.

that's what jaemin would ask jeno the next day.

for the moment, the angel just relaxed, bundled up in his cloud, and thinking about the two handsome males whom he couldn't understand yet.