Daddy Issues〈 2Jae 〉Slow Updates

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Youngjae was the last one to be awaken. He found himself wrapped nicely in his blanket, on his bed. He smiled and was close to yelling out a thanks, but gasped loudly.

His hands instantly went up to his neck and he covered it as he dashed right into the bathroom, not noticing the weird look his older brother gave from across the hall.

Checking the mirror as he locked the door, the hickeys were still there. Biting his nails, he wondered if Zehyung noticed it.

"Jae-Jae."Youngjae yelped at hearkening his older brother voice behind the door. He felt his body weaken. It was normal for his brother to address him by his nickname. But this moment, his voice sounded almost grim.

"Youngjae, hurry up. Me and Mark are waiting outside."

"Y-yes Hyung."Youngjae managed to say and began to do his morning routine, hands slightly shaking due to his nervousness. Exiting the bathroom, he sat down on the chair and breakfast was served.

"How was studying kid?"Zehyung asked, ruffling the brunette hair.

"U-uh, it was pretty hard but I got use to it."Youngjae answered softly.

"Next time ask me and Mark. We can help you."Zehyung offered to his younger brother before returning to the sink to wash the plates and utensils. Mark was quiet as usual but he never spared Youngjae a glance.

"Mark-hyung?"Youngjae called out to the older boy who kept his gaze on the table top. Mark nodded in response, motioning for the younger boy to continue speaking."Are you alright?"

"Of course I am. Why ask?"

"Because you're ignoring me. . .You never bothered to say good morning or anything."Youngjae mumbled, playing with his food. He pondered why the blonde wasn't giving him attention. It's not like he desperately wants it. It's just that Mark always greet him and messes with him.

"Am I? Oh, sorry. I was lost deep in my thoughts. Sorry Jae."Mark apologized and ruffles the brunette's soft locks before walking in the kitchen.

Although Youngjae caught Mark staring nervously at something. More likely, his neck.

The younger male ate slowly and the realization hit him. Mark knew. Mark saw his hickey. Mark—. Youngjae waste no time running towards the taller male and grabbing Mark by the arm.

"Youngjae?!"Mark exclaimed and tried to grab Zehyung for help.

Youngjae was successful on stealing Mark from his older brother and drag the elder to his bedroom, yelling,"Hyung! I need Mark to check my homework, don't worry!"

Mark stood in the middle of Youngjae's room and eluded eye-contact when the door was shut.

"Hyung! You saw it didn't you?"Youngjae inquired.

Mark didn't respond but rotate his body more. Mark did comprehend what the younger was asking about but he just wanted to drop the subject or better yet inform the older Choi.

"Hyung!"Youngjae shouted.

Mark jolted and stared at how the brunette was now red-face and fiddling with the hem of his shirt. The older male could see the hickeys that were placed there visibly. He didn't know why he was the only one who saw it.

"Guys, quit yelling."Zehyung said from the other side of the door. They heard the sound of footsteps decreasing by the second.

"I did see it. . . Youngjae."Mark answered softly, his eyes locked on the white wall that was pinned with pictures of the brothers and their friends.

Silence followed and the duo stole glances at each other, not positive what words could be used in situations like this. Mark was too bewildered. He couldn't apprehend who would do this or yet, why did Youngjae allowed someone to mark his neck. It means they did something more intimate with the 'innocent' younger.

'Is he still innocent?!'Mark mind shouted in curiosity and he mentally wanted to smash his head through the wall.'No, he probably is. I mean, leaving hickeys are not that bad. I don't even see him limping. Should I be cautious? Fuck it, I'll ask.'

"Youngjae-ah, were you perhaps. . . .limping?"Mark queried with a hopeful glint in his eyes.

Youngjae swallowed the lump in his throat, letting out a laugh that seem real."Limping? Hyung, did you think I was in a fight?"

"N-no! I was just curious!"Mark exclaimed waving his arms, allowing himself to relax, knowing Youngjae was still innocent.'Oh thank god. I thought someone fucked him. I'm sure Zehyung would've become a murderer if someone took Jae's innocence.'

Wrong.

Youngjae lied to his Hyung. Again.

"I know your brother can be scary on this topic, but I promise to keep it a secret. Just promise me to not do anything, um. . . "Mark tried to search for words that won't corrupt Youngjae anymore,"um, more unnecessary."

"Sure Mark-Hyung."Youngjae said, a sweet smile graced his comportment as he 'promised' Mark.

Mark gave the younger a thumbs up and left the room, as he entered the hall, he exhaled deeply and managed to find a steady breath.

Youngjae closed his door and called Jaebum, wanting to inform the redhead about his conversation. He felt it was essential that the older male knew.

"Youngjae?"

"Oh, daddy. There's something I wanna tell you."

"What is it baby?"

Youngjae secretly smiled but dropped it, reminding himself to not get carried away."Mark-Hyung saw my hickey and kept asking me about it."

"And what did you say?"

"I got him to not tell anyone about it. Don't worry daddy. It's our secret."Youngjae smiled and stared at his perfectly made bed.

"Hm, such a good boy. Daddy should reward you."

Before Youngjae could response, Zehyung burst in, startling the brunette.

"Hyung!"Youngjae exclaimed, nearly dropping his phone. The older Choi walked closer and the younger felt his heart race anxiously."W-what are you doing—"

"Hyung is going out Jae-Jae. So please be a good boy for me okay?"Zehyung said, unaware of the phone call that was still going on.

Jaebum in the other hand was fuming. Because for one: he recognized that voice. It belonged to his classmate, Zehyung. Two: Zehyung just called Youngjae, Jae-Jae and good boy.

"Of course, I'll be a good kid. Don't worry about me Hyung."Youngjae grinned and gave his older brother a tight hug. Zehyung patted the brunette's head and bid good-bye once more.

As his brother left his room with Mark, he checked his phone call to make sure he and Jaebum were still in contact but to his surprise, their call was disconnected. Shrugging, the brunette began working on his assignments.

Jaebum was staring at his phone, mouth dropped, his hands curled at his sides. He took a breath and placate himself before speaking with a predatory smirk.

"Oh, don't worry babyboy. Daddy's going to give you a reward and a punishment."

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👀 hm, wyd Jaebum

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