1:31 am • 2jae

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Youngjae's eyes fluttered open. He looked around him and noticed he was still in Jaebum's bedroom.
The walls were white, pictures of Jaebum and the boys were hung, and notebooks were scattered over his black desk.

A warm embrace was held around Youngjae. He turned around to a peacefully sleeping Jaebum. He placed his hand on his warm cheek and rubbed his thumb on the soft skin.

Jaebum slowly opened his eyes. He smiled when he met Youngjae's.

"Good morning.", he whispered.

Jaebum's sleepy voice sounded strangely attractive.

"Good morning.", Youngjae giggled.

"Sleep well?", Jaebum asked.

Youngjae nodded. He removed his hand from Jaebum's cheek and stretched his arms to yawn.

JB chuckled as he sat up.
"Breakfast?"

~

They sat across each other at the coffee table of Jaebum's kitchen. Breakfast was silent -- only filled with small giggles and glances back and forth. Youngjae couldn't help but blush whenever Jaebum quickly looked at him from his plate.

It was a Saturday. The boys had the weekend to themselves, but Jaebum needed some sort of excuse when his parents got home.

"This one's nice.", Youngjae said as he held a button up shirt to his chest.

Jaebum looked up from his phone and smiled at the younger who was picking out different outfits at the shop.

"What do you think?", Youngjae asked him.

"It'd look better with those pants.", Jaebum said pointing to a pair on the rack.

Youngjae looked confused.
"Really?"

"Yea, you get a better view of everything from behind.", Jaebum smirked.

Youngjae blushed at the slight teasing but quickly brushed the expression off.

"You're not getting anything just yet, JB.", he said sternly.

~

Youngjae giggled when Jaebum buried his face in the crook of the younger's neck.
They were seated on the living room couch and Youngjae on Jaebum's lap.
The elder planted soft kisses on his neck, making him flinch and giggle.

His hand slowly traveled around his waist, down to his thigh.
Youngjae gasped when he gave it a slight squeeze.

Jaebum chuckled.

Just then the sound of the front door opening made both of them look up.

"JB~", they heard a female voice say.

"Oh shoot, it's eomma.", Jaebum said.

Youngjae quickly got off of Jaebum's lap, the elder following right after.
They both fixed themselves before Jaebum's mother entered the room.

"I'm so exhausted from the tr--", she paused when she saw that her son wasn't alone. To make things worse, Jaebum wore nothing but basketball shorts and a black tank top while Youngjae wore the elder's black Thrasher t-shirt.

"Oh?", she spoke softly.

Jaebum hesitated before speaking. He was afraid his mother wouldn't approve of Youngjae's stay.

"Uh, eomma.", he said making his way to her. He took her suitcase and set it aside.

"This is Youngjae. He's that friend I was telling you about.", he finished.