pizza boy° 2jae

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fuck. he hadn't thought about the possibility that jaebum was here. yugyeom said he was always here but he didn't think he would actually have the chance to see him. the other wore a slightly large black tank top that showed his toned arms with blue ripped jeans. 'fuck, he looks hot.' youngjae thought, still staring at the greek god in front of him. jaebum momentarily disappeared from his sight to pick his phone up and came back as quickly.

"you dropped this," he slowly put it in youngjae's pocket, pretending not to see how red the younger turned.

"thanks. uh, my name is youngjae. nice to meet you... again," he tried to smile but he probably looked like he was constipated.

jaebum just smirked and let him in. youngjae brought his head down and went in, feeling his face get warmer. yugyeom's apartment wasn't big but it wasn't small either. it was just enough for two people at least. it was decorated simply, just like how he liked it. youngjae met yugyeom's brother a few times, he was really nice to him. youngjae found yugyeom on the floor, papers scattered around him. and he almost forgot that jaebum was here. almost.

"well, i'll let you work," he said before leaving the two of them alone.

youngjae released a sigh he didn't know he was holding in and sat next to yugyeom.

"you don't even greet me. you little brat," he scolded with a smile.

"sorry hyung. i was just trying to be organized but..." the younger sheepishly smiled.

"don't worry gyeom. youngjae is here," he said, ruffling his hair. "let's get to work."

after an hour or so, they managed to come up with a good part of the song. youngjae's head was hurting so he decided to take a break which yugyeom gladly didn't object to. the older of the two stood up and went in the kitchen.

"how's it going?" a voice asked, making youngjae jump in surprise.

he turned his head to see jaebum leaning against the fridge (how the hell did youngjae not see him?) with his arms crossed. the younger suddenly felt the air change, become thick with something he couldn't quite decipher.

"it's going fine. uh, do you mind?" he asked, pointing out to the fridge.

"oh, not at all," jaebum leaned against the counter instead.

youngjae smiled nervously before opening the fridge. he took a orange juice bottle and then poured himself a glass, feeling a bit uncomfortable because he could feel jaebum's piercing gaze following his every move.

"so what do you do, youngjae?" jaebum asked and youngjae clearly didn't note how nice his name sounded coming from his crush's mouth.

"i'm a music major. you? i know you work at the pizzeria but are you a student or something?" youngjae asked, not looking at him.

"a film major. it's been a life goal ever since i was little," jaebum explained and youngjae couldn't help but stare at his lips while he talked. "i bet you're good at music. i like your voice. a lot," he then added, flashing the poor boy one of his smirks.

"oh-uh... i-thanks. i'm okay, i guess," the younger said, flustered to the fullest.

the room fell silent except for the quite stressful sound of jaebum's fingers tapping against the counter.

"come by the pizzeria some day," jaebum said, making youngjae lift his head.

"rea-really? uh... i guess i can pass by. but why?" he asked, gulping too audibly for his liking.

jaebum slowly made his way to the black-haired boy until he was close enough for youngjae to hear his breathing. yep. too close.

"just because. i'll make sure you get a free pizza. will i see you there?" he asked with a tone that made youngjae's breath hitch.

"o-okay. i'll be there," he shakily replied.

"i can't wait," jaebum leaned in, whispering into his ear with a smile when he noticed the younger's body tense. "see you."

and he left, leaving a flustered, hot youngjae behind.

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a/n : *screAMs*

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