jaebum entered the room, rolling his eyes at the students who behaved like twelve year old's when he spotted his target in the last row of tables, window side.
how hard can it be? you're hot, you're funny, you're irresistible.
he walked towards the boy who seemed like he was lost in a book, and sat down next to him.
shortly after, the boy looked up from his book, giving jaebum a confused look.
"what are you doing?", youngjae asked.
"sitting?"
"this isn't your seat?" the brunet questioned.
for the first time ever jaebum was thankful that their teacher had arrived, since he had no idea how to respond to youngjae.
the boy sighed, returning to his book which he hid behind his math book so the teacher wouldn't see it.
math went like it always did, mr. kyun kept talking and explaining while jaebum debated with himself whether he should slam his head against the table so hard it would crack his skull open and kill him, or not.
"now do exercises 1 to 5 on page 97." mr. kyun ordered, and the students started taking out their calculators and pencil cases.
well, everyone except jaebum.
he sat there, staring into the void when youngjae ripped him out of his thoughts.
"aren't you gonna.. do anything?"
he shrugged, adding, "i wouldn't understand it, so what's the point?"
youngjae didn't bother answering, instead he started solving the math problems, when jaebum had an idea.
"would you help me?" he looked at youngjae who raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"what?"
"can you explain it to me?", jaebum asked again.
"did the mighty king im jaebum just ask me, a peasant, for help? i can't believe it!" youngjae acted shocked, putting a hand on his chest.
it wasn't a secret that jaebum was really popular in school, along with jinyoung and jackson.
they ruled the basketball team (in fact jaebum was team captain), they threw the coolest parties, and they had girls follow them around everywhere.
it was a secret though, that jaebum didn't like his image much.
he loved basketball, he really did, and he was a fan of partying, too.
but all the girls acting like he was some kind of famous idol, following him everywhere and wanting to fuck him and whatnot, it was annoying.
"whatever, fuck off then." jaebum said somewhat disappointed and annoyed, unlocking his phone and opening some random app.
youngjae returned to his math problem, but the boy was too nice not to help someone, even if it was the annoying, full of himself, im jaebum.
"okay, fine." youngjae gave in. "i'll explain you the rules, but you have to do the exercises by yourself, i won't let you copy mine."
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i havent proof read this oops
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teenage dirtbag + 「 2jae 」
Fanfiction"okay jaebum, truth or dare?" "dare." "make choi youngjae fall in love with you."
