He was shocked.
Not only by the words thrown at Youngjae, but the ones he retorted with.
Jaebum was completely confused by the entire situation. To him, this was some sick joke.
You see, Im Jaebum is so infatuated with Youngjae's complex beauty, he finds it hard to believe not everyone sees it quite like he does. Although, no one sees him quite like he does.
Jaebum is so consumed with Youngjae it gives him the ability to smile thinking about the way he carries himself, or at this point merely the colour yellow ( it just seemed to fit Youngjae so well he couldn't possibly think about it without him attached anymore).
Jaebum removed himself from against the wall where he was perched and began to push himself through the thick crowd of surprised people. He had watched as Youngjae had moved the crowd the first time. He didn't quite know where he was going, or what he expected when he got there. He just, knew, he needed to see Youngjae.
Jaebum tugged his sweater of his wrists and kept his head timidly tucked down. He slowly moved through bushels of people all whispering about what had just happened.
"Excuse me ." He muttered quietly; just loud enough for the person in front of him to hear.
No one knew who he was. He did have a presence when he walked down a hallway. No one noticed the shy guy who always wore oversized sweaters and only smiled when he was lost in thought. People didn't stop for him; people sure as hell didn't clear a path. It made moving through the hallway much harder than it should've been.
Ring ring.
The bell that began six period cracked through the hallway, and a rush of air flew upwards and everyone in the hall dispersed to their next class hurriedly. All except Jaebum.
The clearing of the hall made his walk much easier. A few strides later and he was in the bathroom he saw Youngjae disappear into.
And what he saw there, was the most horrid thing he had ever seen.
He walked into the bathroom, walking only a little bit more confidently now that everyone was gone. His aunjrn head tuned over his shoulders scanning the bathroom.
By the sinks was where he saw a sight he'd never forget.
Youngjae, in his bright yellow sweater was toppled over the sink, crying his heart out.
His sucked in a harsh breath through his nose and lips, causing him to sniffle and his lips to shake violently as they hit together.
Even like this Jaebum was still taken away by how nice he looked. He stood and stared, and his heart broke into one million pieces. Nothing should make his baby, the person who was most precious feel so upset.
If only he wasn't so awkward-
While thinking, Jaebum cleared his throat. Maybe he was preparing to say something; he wasn't quite sure.
He didn't moved, but the cries stopped and Youngjae tuned his head over his shoulder.
He wiped tears from his shining eyes, his beautiful figure haunched over the porcelain sink. Sparkles were smeared down his face, and you could see it when it hit the light.
Jaebum stood off in the corner merely observing the beauty, his heart aching at seeing the other in pain.
Without realising it, the words fell out of his scared figure
"I uh- thouhgt you looked really nice today. I mean you do everyday. "
There was a pause.
"Oh shit I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Jaebum began to scuttle out of the bathroom, beyond embarrassed.
"Wait no! Don't go." Jaebum heard, in a near whisper voice. He stopped and turned. How could he refuse that voice, and those pleading eyes?
"I'm Youngjae." The younger said perched against the bathroom sink trying to find his breath again.
"I know." Jaebum shut his eyes I regret. "I'm sorry I mean... I'm Jaebum."
"It's nice to meet you. Let me get cleaned up. I probably look atrocious."
"Impossible."
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A/N: usually Jaebum is the bold/rude one in fics. I like that they're switched bc Jaebum is a cutie and Youngjae is a queen and these aspects need to be brought to light as well.
