It Started With Deceit

The Confusion Begins

Jinyoung neared the black, modern looking apartment complex, walking slowly due to the thick heat from the late summer sun. The towering form of the building glared down from above much like the burning heat, bright rays of light gleaming off of the wide open windows and for a moment he was blinded by them, sharp whiteness overtaking his sight. But thankfully upon raising a pale hand he managed to shield his hazel eyes from the harsh beams.

Jinyoung was regretfully forcing himself to come outside instead of sitting in his cool bedroom with ice lollies because Jackson insisted that the two of them should be more sociable. Therefore he was here to pick up his annoying best friend so that the two of them could go and see a film together, it was some stupid action film that Jinyoung himself had no interest in but Jackson would not stop yapping about so to silence the other he begrudgingly agreed the go and watch it.

Seeing that he had finally reached his destination Jinyoung stretched out a hand to press the buzzer of apartment 9B and shortly after Jackson's voice crackled through the speaker telling him to come up. Jinyoung groaned loudly because he just knew that this would happen, Jackson was always late. He yanked open the door and stared at the first of nine flights of stairs in defeat before unwillingly beginning the torturous ascent.

On flight three Jinyoung had false confidence that maybe he would be okay, he struggled up these stairs all the time so maybe he was getting healthier.

On flight five he regretted absolutely everything and was struggling to breath, by flight seven he was almost crying and he swore that whoever invented stairs just wanted to watch the world burn.

Upon flight eight he wanted to slowly and painfully murder whoever broke the lift.

And after seeing the light at the end of flight nine he practically ran up the stairs and almost collapsed in front of the door to apartment 9B. Jinyoung pretended that he hadn't just sat on the floor for five minutes wheezing and knocked on the door to Jackson's apartment.

Someone that was definitely not Jackson opened the door and his ability to breath as well as think coherently seemed to vanish simultaneously. In front of him was an incredibly attractive guy that was about his age. Messy black hair that he just ached to run his fingers through and smooth skin paired with one hell of a killer smile were making Jinyoung melt, the other male's chocolate coloured eyes were staring heatedly at him but his own eyes had drifted down and over the other's gorgeous form.

He was tall, taller than him by maybe an inch or so and noticeably built. Black skinny jeans clung to his legs, large purposeful rips running across the fabric over what looked to be very thick and strong thighs, perfect for straddli-Jinyoung blinked rapidly to get the image out of his mind.

A loose red tank top adorned his upper body, one of the other's arms had reached out and was resting casually on the door frame displaying defined and toned muscles in the process which Jinyoung practically drooled over. His ears were littered with black piercings and Jinyoung never knew he had such a fierce love for the metallic things but oh god it was so obvious that did he now.

Jinyoung finally looked back up again and he met the other's heated gaze once more and noted the perfectly arched brow, it was now painfully obvious that he hadn't exactly been subtle as he checked the other out. Jinyoung knew his face had begun to flame and it only worsened when the attractive stranger just smirked in response.

"The name is Jaebum, now how can I help you?" A deep voice drawled, effectively snapping Jinyoung out of his daze.

"I'm J-Jinyoung, I-I'm here, to see, uh, I'm h-he-" Jinyoung stuttered.