Kids In The Dark || 2Jae

Chaper | 11 |

Youngjae's POV

He slams the locker door in my face while ignoring my pleas. "Jaebum! Stop ignoring me! I said I'm sorry!"

Silence. He turns to look at me, I was expecting a glare but his gaze softens when it meets mine. "What exactly are you sorry about? You didn't say or do anything wrong." He starts walking away and I pull on his arm to stop. He doesn't resist.

"I-I don't know why you're mad." But I did. "But I'm sorry." And I am. I really am.

He lightly pulls his arm back and walks away, leaving me in the crowded hallway, feeling alone.

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"Maaaarrrrk! What do I do!?" I tug on his arm, whining while walking to his place. "I've already said sorry multiple times! He won't forgive me!"

He shakes his head and pulls his arm back from me. "That's not what he wants to hear. I know that and you do too. Stop playing dumb."

I sigh and stop walking, Mark keeps going. "At least wait for me!"

"It's not my fault that you're too slow!" He yells ahead of me. I run after him to catch up, thinking about what to say.

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Jaebum's POV

We weren't doing anything...

I would never...

His words ring in my head all the time now. Of course he would never go out with me. He's been saying no the entire time. I can only blame myself.

He doesn't feel the same. It was all in your head.

I bite my lip so hard I didn't even realize I was bleeding until I saw some blood drip on my homework. Ew.

Knock knock.

"H-hi hey." I turn around in my chair to see Youngjae standing in the doorway to my bedroom. "I wanted to know if... Do you wanna walk outside for a bit? Maybe?"

I smile to myself, knowing I can't be mad at him. He will just never feel the same. "Yeah sure. I needed a break from math anyways." I get up from my desk and take my wallet, phone and keys, just in case. He smiles and starts walking downstairs to say bye to my mom and dad. "Bye guys!" I hug and kiss them both.

"Have fun you two!" I hear my mom call out, once I close the door. It's a little colder than I expected but I don't mind. I like the cold.

"So... What did you want to talk about?" We near the neighborhood playground, one that I've come to know very well.

He shifts his weight on his feet before running to the swings to sit down. I take the one next to him and we slowly swing. "I came here to... Well I asked if we could talk because... Um... How do I..." He keeps swinging and never meets my gaze. I smile at his stutter but frown once I remember we're just friends. And that's all we'll ever be because he doesn't-

"I like you."

I look up from my lap to find he's giving me a hopeful look.

"I like you and I'm sorry for saying earlier that I would never date you because I would. I was just flustered and embarrassed. I should have said something earlier. I'm sorry."

I can't stop smiling. He feels the same. I reach out my hand to grab his and we swing a little. "I like you too." He giggles.

"I know."

"I'm that transparent huh?"

He nods and smiles, moving our arms in pace with the swings. "Let's go to that bench." He points over to an old wood bench, next to the sandbox. We stand up and walk, hand in hand, and sit in front the plastic container. "I used to come here a lot, you know." Is he serious?

"Me too."

"I came here with my bestest friend." He really doesn't remember.

"Was he that cool?"

"The best."

"Better than me?"

He laughs. "Mmmmm maybe." His smile turns to a frown. "I wish I could meet him again though."

I want to tell him but what would the fun in that? "I'm jealous." He hits me in the chest with our linked hands.

"How?"

"You're thinking of another man." I smirk.

"He's my friend! I never thought of him that way!"

"Pity. I bet he thought of you like that."

"We were like, 7! Don't be ridiculous. You don't know anything." He shakes his head and leans in, to rest on my shoulder. A comfortable silence rests on us as he fiddles with my fingers. "Why would he even like me? I was a dick back then."

I start to laugh. "You are thinking of someone else while you're with me!" He looks up at me and scrunched his nose. "But how could he not be into you? You're amazing. And maybe he just overlooked your attitude because he saw a better person inside. A person worth while." I kiss his cheek and he flinches in surprise.

"I doubt it." We laugh and snuggle closer together, fighting the cold.

I need to get stuff done.