"Jaebum."
"Yes. It's me."
"Why are you here? Wh-"
Youngjae couldn't end his sentence. He was in Jaebum's arms, totally lost. He didn't know how or why it happened but he just wasn't feeling the thing. It didn't feel right, as if Jaebum was forced to do this.
He didn't like it. He wanted to hug him back but he couldn't. Everything seemed fake and the only thing Youngjae wanted was to go far away from here, from him.
"Let go"
At first, Jaebum didn't make a move. He was still hugging Youngjae like his life depended on it.
"Please"
In the end, he was forced to do as he was told. It wasn't the first time someone told him how to act towards Youngjae but today, he wanted to do what he wanted.
"Please move, someone's waiting for me."
"You're a bad liar, Youngjae."
"It's not a lie."
"I know you're all alone and lonely."
Youngjae couldn't help but think it was particularly mean. First he shouldn't be there. Secondly, he was acting suspicious and thirdly, it was rude as hell.
"I'll say it again. Please move, die and go to hell. I have my suicide and funeral to plan."
