jaebum's pov:
just who exactly was this "baby boy" of his? he didn't even know he had one in the first place. sure he was gay, but he wasn't even dating anyone at the moment. so it must have been someone pranking him, but what did he ever do wrong to make someone do this to him?
the first person to pop into his mind was youngjae, but that was soon rejected when he remembered what had happened just yesterday between the two of them. his mind soon went to the memory of youngjae's milky, smooth thighs and the way they looked in the skin-tight boxers he was wearing.
he soon snapped out of his current thought when he realized what he was thinking of. he was not going to get pervy thoughts about youngjae (even though he already had) and he most definitely was not going to get a tent in his pants from that boy either. he was still shocked a bit that he just thought of youngjae liked that. even though youngjae was gay, he knew he didn't have a chance once he screwed it up when he basically broke the boy's heart.
he kept thinking and thinking about who the unknown number would be, but he also kept getting sidetracked whenever his mind constantly wondered to the thought of youngjae undress under hi-
"NO!" he yelled in fustration
"WHY DO I KEEP THINKING ABOUT HIM!" he continued to yell
he was starting to get angry at this point because he couldn't get youngjae off his mind. he even punched the wall a bit to supress the anger, but that resulted in him injuring his hands. he didn't care at all because he just wanted a way to supress his fustration and anger. then he thought of a way. he was 18 now at this point, and that my friend is the legal age you can drink.
he quickly slipped his black bomber jacket on over his plain white t-shirt and pulled on a pair of loose, ripped, blue jeans he had pulled out of his drawer at random. he didn't really care what pants he had on, he just didn't want to wear pajamas. he soon went out to get a drink which would hopefully get youngjae off his mind.
he walked out of his house and down a couple of streets to a place that he could sit and have a drink in piece. he bought a few cans of beer and sat alone in the park on a bench that was shaded by some trees, but that didn't matter because it was nighttime.
he plopped down on the bench and placed the beer cans next to him. he then proceeded to grab a can and crack it open, sipping the foam off of the top so it wouldn't overflow. jaebum stayed there for a while slowly going through every can of beer he had. this boy was definitely going to get hammered the next morning with a killer headache for sure and there was no doubt about it. he leaned his head back after going through the whole pack of twelve beer cans and soon feel asleep right there. not caring because he was obviouly very drunk at this point.
