Passport ➟ 2Jae

4; bikini girl

After a half an hour trip in an airport cab, Bambam and Youngjae arrived at their destination at long last. The two climbed out of the cab, Youngjae handed the driver the money they owed while Bambam took the suitcases out. The cab left shortly after and the pair walked up the brick path leading to the front door of their friend's house.

They knocked on the teak front door and soon they heard a muffled "Coming" from the other side of the door. The door opened to reveal a young man, slightly older than the other two. He tried to hide his heavy breaths, but his red flannel shirt looked like it might have seen better days and the brown-red mop on his head was bedhair.

"Mark!" Youngjae exclaimed springing a hug on him, pushing the young adult back into the house.  Mark hugged Youngjae back while Bambam followed them into the house. He walked into the living room and looked around. The room looked the same as it had the previous time Youngjae and Bambam had visited a year and a half ago.  Although there were a few differences in the room such as a broom leaning against the staircase and several magazines lying on the coffee table in front of the television.

Bambam decided to sit down on the couch and let the two to continue hugging in the doorway. He picked up one of the magazines which caught his eye.

"Mark, what's this?" Bambam held up the magazine to show the two, a smirk playing on his lips and eyebrow raised. Youngjae turned his attention to the magazine and saw a picture of a girl in a bikini on the cover. Mark quickly escaped Youngjae's grasp and grabbed the magazine away from Bambam.

"I-It's Jackson's." Mark stuttered and tried to collect all of the magazines off the coffee table before Bambam could steal more.

"I thought Jackson was in Hong Kong." Bambam teased Mark.

"He is. I just haven't cleaned up..." Mark admitted which explained why he looked a mess as he was occupied with cleaning the small house before they arrived.

"You guys can unpack while I finish up down here," Mark tried to change the subject, running upstairs with the bundle of magazines in his arms.

Bambam and Youngjae headed up the stairs and into their shared guest room. It was the biggest bedroom in the house from what Youngjae remembered because Mark and Jackson decided to leave the bigger room as the guest room.

On either sides of the room were two single beds and a wooden bedside table next to each.

Bambam dropped his bag and jumped onto his bed, sprawling out among the duvet cover. Youngjae on the other hand began to unpack his clothes from his suitcase into his two drawers and closet space. He didn't want to leave it for later and they would be here for a month.

Once Youngjae was finished, he pushed his suitcase under his bed so it was out of the way and took a seat on his bed. He looked over at Bambam, whose suitcase was still packed and bed somehow already a mess. He was lying on his back, smiling at his phone screen.

"What're you smiling at?" Youngjae tried to make conversation, digging into his satchel for his phone charger.

"Ah, nothing." Bambam giggled and continued tapping furiously on his phone. Youngjae decided to leave him alone and plug his phone into charge.

"I'll go help Mark out," Youngjae announced, heading towards the door which caught Bambam's attention.

"I'll come too!" Bambam exclaimed running out behind Youngjae. The two headed downstairs to see Mark sprawled out across the couch and a cushion covering his face. 

"Are you done, Mark?" Youngjae took a seat in the armchair next to the couch. He received a muffled noise in response.

"What?" Youngjae asked him, puzzled. He answered with another muffle. However Bambam had an idea to wake him up.

"Mark, do you want to see Youngjae's new boyfriend?" Bambam ran up to Mark and rested his elbows on the back of the couch, searching through his phone.

Mark instantly sat up and threw the pillow away which hit Youngjae in the face before he had time to react.

"What? Where? Show me." Mark sat on his knees, peeking over at Bambam's upside down phone.

"He's not my boyfriend," Youngjae whined.

"Here." Bambam found the picture of Youngjae and Jaebum cuddling during the flight.

"Delete that!" Youngjae exclaimed, embarrassed, and ran over to the duo who held him away at arm's length so he couldn't grab the phone.

"He's hot, I'm jealous," Mark laughed, scrolling through the phone to another picture.

Mark scrolled and saw the picture of Jaebum resting his head on Youngjae's shoulder fast asleep.

"Your boyfriend is so cute. What's his name?" Mark cooed.

"He's not my boyfriend," Youngjae seethed.

"His name is Jaebum," Bambam ignored him as the two continued to giggle like girls at the phone.

"Where did you meet him?" Mark continued, sending the pictures to his own phone as blackmail content.

"Bambam forced me to sit next to the pervert." Youngjae tried to snatch the phone from them, but Mark hopped off the couch and ran behind Bambam.

"You admitted you liked him." Bambam stuck his tongue out, teasing him.

"I don't blame him." Mark commented as Bambam took the phone back and began to scroll to the messages they had sent on the plane. "Youngjae, you are too cute."

Youngjae's face was bright pink in embarrassment.

"Stop it." Youngjae complained and ran up to the two who quickly ran off into the kitchen giggling.

"It's not funny," Youngjae whined, running after them.

"It's funny because you're in denial even though you already admitted it." Bambam turned the phone off and deliberately slowed down so Youngjae could catch him.

Youngjae took the phone away from Bambam and turned it on. He knew it was the only way to make him happy.

Once the phone had turned on, Youngjae was presented with the lockscreen. 

"I give up." Youngjae sighed in defeat, throwing the phone back to Bambam and sulking.

"Aw don't be like that, Youngjae. You have his number right?" Mark wrapped his arms around Youngjae from behind.

"No..." Youngjae felt a wave of sadness hit him when he realised he never thought of asking for Jaebum's KakaoTalk ID or number.

"There are other fish in the sea. Let's go and watch a movie, okay?" Mark offered and Youngjae's lips curved into a smile at the thought and so the two followed inside.

However a naughty Bambam stood on the side, plotting his next plan.