little servant [markbam]

21.

i want to get out of here.

bambam sat in his chair all timidly as he looked around at all the familiar faces on the screens of either his phone or tv all just get absolutely wasted and drunk. he knew celebrities had their own lives, but he never imagined it to be pictured like this for some reason. it was giving him the worst case of the jitters.

youngjae came back with a full platter of food and a champagne glass. "wow look at all this delicious goods! i'm gonna feel so full tonight."

bambam cracked a half smile. "that's good." he anxiously waited for mark to come back.

youngjae sat next to him, looking concerned. "are you ok? you don't look well. i thought you really enjoyed the movie."

bambam tried hard not to roll his eyes. i wish people could stop asking me if i'm ok. i'm fine! i am good! i am healthy! completely alive! he felt guilty his brain was thinking this way but he couldn't help it. "i did. it was amazing. i'm ok. i'm just not hungry."

"you're not?" mark hovered over his shoulder,
holding two plates of food. "you shouldve told me before i stood in line!"

"i'll gladly eat it!" jinyoung took the plate from his hands and set it between him and jaebeom. "of course, if bambam is 100% sure he doesn't want to eat."

mark frowned. "bammie. you should eat. i don't want you to starve. it'll be good for you."

bambam played around with his thumbs. "i'm fine! i really REALLY am!" he got a bit loud for no reason. he stood up from his chair. "i'm going to the restroom for a bit. enjoy your food while i'm gone." he hurried ran off so mark wouldn't follow him to worry too much.

mark watched as he slowly got out of his vision. he banged his head on the table. "what have i done."

"um. again, nothing?" jinyoung forked a piece of cake. "he's probably just a little flustered with all these famous people surrounding him."

"i thought he would've been used to it by now considering he spends so much time with me."

"look on the bright side." he fed a piece to jaebeom cutely. "that means he really does think of you as human. not a higher figure."

"yea!" youngjae chimed in. "i'm sure he's fine. just give him a minute. don't blame yourself when he feels down all the time. you don't control every little part of his emotions. he'll just feel sad or distressed every now and then. that's perfectly normal."

jinyoung looked around to see all the tables were cheering with their drinks. he took that as an opportunity to do it with his friends. "let's cheers. in hopes bambam lives a good life!" he toasted his champagne up. youngjae and jaebeom followed. jinyoung noticed that mark didn't have a drink. "mark, pour yourself a glass?"

mark shook his head. "no. i vowed to never drink again." he smiled, thinking about their promise he shared with bambam in that forrest trail. "you guys have fun. i'm going to find bambam. and take him home. i know he's not feeling well here." mark stood up and waved goodbye to his friends, hunting down bambam in the large crowded room of people.

while mark was searching all over the place for where bambam was at, bambam stood in front of the sink and splashed some water in his face multiple times.

god. what's wrong with me? i'm a complete mess. i've never acted like this before.

he blushed feeling an odd sort of emotion rise in him. he slapped his face a few times. this isn't the time to feel lustful, bambam! ugh, it's like i'm drunk from just being here. it must be the dirty party vibes that's rubbing on me.