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It's Okay - Jake X Dean

Dean Kwon POV

Jake Ji has an annoying habit of disappearing on a whim to the most random places, usually to "complete a mission from Donald", as he puts it. And when that heartthrob comes back, he's usually got crimson blood that clashes magnificently with his orange hair dripping down his pale skin and into those charming eyes. 

I don't know when I started thinking about him in my head in such a fantasizing manner. Maybe a few weeks ago? He was gushing about a manga, and I was looking at him and he was looking at me, then suddenly I saw him in a new light. Like the world was spinning the other way, I, the hard ass annoyed best friend, suddenly felt a weird, warm tingle down my spine as he smiled. Then his head tilted back and he let out that laugh and-

Fuck, what is wrong with me?!

THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO BE SIMPING, HE'S IN TROUBLE!!!

My heart begins to race as I pick up my pace. Eunchan, Timothy, and I are currently in one of those "Jake-just-disappeared-off-the-face-of-the-Earth-and-now-we-have-to-find-him-before-he-literally-dies" situations. Of course, we split up, and for some reason, I'm determined to be the first one to find him. I want, no, need to be alone with him right now. 

Jake, why don't you trust us...why don't you trust ME? 

I have a feeling he'll be really hurt this time, and I don't like it one bit. I care about him more than I really let on. If anyone's fighting him right now...I don't care who they are, I'll step in. No one messes with my best friend. Not after what happened to Kenny. 

-Flashback-

"Jake, what's going on?" I watched as Jake's eyes widened, the arm holding his phone to his ear falling loosely to his side. His mouth opened, but his lips trembled and words failed him. I sucked in a breath and grabbed his phone. It was the local hospital. 

"What the hell..." Jake grabbed my arm, and I knew he needed support.

"Kenny," he managed. Something in me snapped. 

-Present-

That day, I dragged him to the hospital on my own two feet. Jake was forever grateful for that. If he hadn't gotten there sooner, then the nurses would've followed their stupid policy of not operating until next-of-kin showed up. It was even stupider of them to appoint a middle schooler as "guardian" or whatever, but Jake always thanked for that day. He was a mess in the hospital room...

-Flashback-

"Dean, you can't come with me. I can't drag you into this, it's too dangerous." Jake's eyes were filled with cold certainty, softening only for moments to look at me.

"Bullshit. We're in this together. And that was Kenny's thinking, 'I can't drag Jake into this'. Look at him now. You think I'll let that happen to you, huh?" Jake physically flinched when I said Kenny's name. I felt awful, but Kenny wouldn't want him to get hurt. 

"I...okay. I promise. I won't do anything stupid. I just want to be alone right now." I searched his expression, looking for any sign of a lie in those wide eyes. I didn't find anything.

"Go. I'll watch over Kenny in case he wakes up."

-End of Flashback-

I failed Jake that day, by failing to see the lie. Now he's constantly doing these stupid missions for Donald Na, instead of spending time with us, with ME. The infuriating flirt. I knew what he was doing yesterday when he leaned into me just to shut the door. I knew what he was doing last week when he got out of the shower inconveniently shirtless, even though he always brings his clothes inside the bathroom. The cheeky little shit was toying with me, in the gentlest, most loving way.