narrator's pov:
when youngjae's friends walked into the kitchen they expected to see anything, but this. here let me put an image in you head so you can kinda see what shocked his friends so much.
imagine walking to your best friends kitchen after not having contact with him in a year and seeing him wearing a cute, pastel, frilly, cooking apron under a muscular man only wearing a towel.
yeah, quite shocking isn't it? then there's jackson who decides that this is the proper time to crack a joke.
he points at jaebum with a slight smirk on his mouth.
"so you must be the daddy of the relationship i presume?"
this joke caused laughter to burst out of the two youngest, a slap on the back of the head by mark, and the other two to blush like mad.
"GUYS IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" youngjae defends
"so you're telling me it doesn't look like a hot muscular boy with only a towel covering himself is on top of you?" bambam says with a laugh
"okay, that is what it is, but he tried to catch me while i slipped on a puddle of water and i caused him to fall. so it's my fault," youngjae admits
then jackson decides to crack another joke.
"geez youngjae, at least let us meet this guy first before you head anywhere past 2nd base,"
once again another slap in the back of the head, laughter, and even more blushing.
jaebum remembering the position they were in got off of youngjae and quickly ran to their bedroom to change. yes, they slept in the same bedroom, but it's not like the did anything. jaebum ran downstairs and to the living room after he got dressed. he was confused on what was happening. all of what he assumed were youngjae's friends had on fake glasses while holding a pen and notepad.
'where did they get the glasses?' jaebum thought
to be honest they all bought them from a store before heading to their friend's apartment so they would look the part. they already were planning to interrogate youngjae and his 'roommate' before any of this actually happened.
"jaebum please sit down," mark said
"what even is this?" jaebum asked
"an interrogation to see if you're worthy of youngjae," jackson said
youngjae a hand to his forehead and sighed before speaking up. he then pointed to each of his friends and introduced them to him.
"jaebum this is mark, jinyoung, jackson, bambam, and yugyeom,"
jaebum thought he should introduce himself as well.
"well, hi i'm ja-"
bambam interrupted him and spoke up.
"yes jaebum, we know a lot about you already. now please take a seat,"
jaebum took a seat and then proceeded to be interrogated in the dimmed room.
"how old are you?"
"21" (just pretend)
a lamp was then shown into his face.
"A YEARS DIFFERENCE HUH! I THINK THAT'S ONE TOO MANY DON'T YOU THINK GUYS?!" jackson yelled
"jackson honey calm down," mark said
"let's continue," jackson said pushing his glasses further up his nose
"have you had your first kiss yet?"
"no"
"LIES YOU HAVE TO MUCH DADDY POTENTIAL I CALL SHINANAGINS!" jackson yelled again
"jackson honey would you please calm down!" mark said a little louder this time
"sorry let's continue"
"have you ever had sex?"
"OKAY I THINK IT'S TIME TO EAT NOW LET'S GO!" YOUNGJAE YELLED LOUDLY
"youngjae could you go get water for all of us please?" mark asked
"sure!" youngjae said and quickly ran out of the room
now that youngjae was gone they could start asking other questions.
"are you and youngjae dating?"
"no we are not,"
"do you care about youngjae,"
"yes i do, i'll do whatever it takes to take care of him,"
"anything?"
"yes anything, even if it puts me in harms way,"
"do you love him?"
jaebum paused for a bit, but decided to answer truthfully.
"yes i do,"
what they didn't know was that youngjae was listening to all of their conversation from the kitchen.
'he loves me?' youngjae thought
not paying attention youngjae slipped on a puddle causing him and the glasses of water to slip and fall onto the floor. all of the glasses shattered causing him to get cut in several areas because of the sharp glass.
jaebum heard this first and quickly stood up and ran to the kitchen. he walked in to see a crying youngjae surrounded by glass.
"i-it h-hurts," youngjae cried
jaebum didn't have any slippers on, but didn't care. he hated seeing youngjae cry. it broke his heart into several pieces. he walked through the glass feeling many shards penetrate his feet. it hurt, but he wouldn't let the younger see that. he picked youngjae up bridal style and proceeded to carry him to the closet bathroom. having to step in the sharp glass once again, but this time even more glass penetrated his feet seeing that he was holding youngjae. he winced on the way to the bathroom, but tried his best once again to hide the pain. it was a simple price he had to make in order to ensure youngjae's safety.
he was accompanied by youngjae's friends to their bathroom all there providing moral support to youngjae because he couldn't stop crying. it really hurt to see him like this. eventually jaebum got all of the cuts on youngjae's body clean and bandaged. when everyone, but jaebum left he locked the bathroom door and proceeded to remove all the glass and clean all the major cuts on his feet. it took him a bit, but he was willing to sacrifice his well being for youngjae. it's just one of those things that you do for someone you love. by the time he was done both of his feet were bandaged a lot. like, a lot. he finally finished and walked down to the living room. he had a limp and winced every so often, but he was just glad that youngjae was okay.
he was hoping no one would notice his feet.
