"Okaii, do I literally just pack my whole wardrobe?" JB questions as he opens his wardrobe, Youngjae sitting on his bed. JB wasn't allowed animals in his flat, but they managed to sneak in Coco too.
"I guess..." Youngjae did try to stay positive, he was glad that JB asked him to come and help. But something was just not right, he wasn't going to be able to spend as much time with him anymore, and even though it's not like they were together, Youngjae has gotten use to JB's company.
"Hey!" JB frowns then takes Youngjae's hand and makes him stand up. "You said you'd help! Your fashion style is much better than mine!" He pleads.
"Well, I guess I do dress better..." Youngjae smiles, feeling like the older boy actually trusts Youngjae to help him pack good clothes. "What if I pack you the ugliest clothes you own?" He lifts an eyebrow.
"Then everyone will think I have no taste, and I'll just blame it on you." JB challenges back.
"Well, at least you'd still remember me when you get big and all that," Youngjae tries to not sound sarcastic, but his voice disagrees with his thoughts. Without another word, Youngjae starts looking through JB's clothes, sorting his suitcases into organised tiny wardrobes. It was something that JB wouldn't do, he would just throw the clothes in there and not care. But no, Youngjae carefully folded every piece of clothing that he put into the suitcases. There were neat piles of shirts, hoodies, jeans, trackies, and then any other clothing items.
"I wish I had someone to organize things for me like you, maybe I need a third suitcase, and put you in it." JB smiles, which also makes Youngjae smile.
"Well you can't, so." Youngjae looks into his wardrobe to find a fluffy inside but normal outside red hoodie. It looked amazing, and he knew that JB wore it a lot, it must hold some special meaning to him. He holds it in his hands for a bit smiling, then frowns and folds it away.
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"Hey, why don't you take it? That way you won't forget me," JB says quietly. He hoped Youngjae wouldn't forget him anyway, but he wanted him to have something to have to not feel so lonely.
"But you always wear it, it's yours, I can't take it." Youngjae tries to argue, standing up to face JB better.
"Yes you can, I want you to have it, please take it," JB smiles, taking the hoodie from Youngjae and getting it ready so he can put it on. Youngjae nods, and lets the older boy put the hoodie over his head, then he puts his own hands through. It was soft, just like everything else that JB owned. Even his lips were soft, and Youngjae knew that would be something he missed a lot. "See, it even looks better on you." JB jokes, hugging the younger boy close to him. The hug lasted a little while, before Youngjae pulled away and finished packing everything neatly for JB.
"I want to be the first to see what your dorm room looks like okaii?" Youngjae zips up the suitcases, knowing it won't be long before JB gets picked up to go and move in. He could be with Lilah to make sure she's feeling fine when Mark leaves, but he knows that she's used to him living far away anyway.
"Of course, I'll message you first. Just make sure you have your notifications on for Kakao." JB adds, going to the kitchen, Youngjae following close behind.
"Are you selling the flat?" Youngjae curiously asks.
"No, if things don't work out, I need a place to return to. I'll just ask someone to water the plants while I'm gone and make sure that nothing is stolen." JB adds, getting two cups and pouring some juice into it then passing one to Youngjae.
"Thanks," he mumbles, taking a drink of the juice that JB has passed him.
"So, will you look after the place for me?" JB catches Youngjae off guard, making him choke slightly on the juice.
"M-me?" He questions, to which JB nods and passes him his only keys.
"Just make sure no one sees Coco come in if you will take her with you, don't want to get in trouble because of that." He then adds.
"Okaii, I won't." Youngjae takes the keys, putting them in his pocket. A small silence surrounds the boys, neither of them knowing what to say. All that could be heard was the ticking of the clock in the background, slowly counting down the time the two had left together. JB couldn't help but to acknowledge how handsome Youngjae is, and made sure to take in as much of his features as possible. That's when he got an idea.
"We never got a selca," he speaks up, grabbing his iPhone and getting closer to Youngjae.
"No, I don't look good..." Youngjae instantly tried to get out of having to take a photo.
"Is someone shy?" JB teased a little, making Youngjae roll his eyes.
"Fine, just one." He agrees. JB instantly smiles and gets the camera app open on his iPhone, flipping it so the front camera is on.
"Smileeee," JB smiles, while Youngjae pulls a 'peace' sign, once they take it JB pokes Youngjae, causing him to smile for a split second, within which JB takes another.
"Hey!" Youngjae pouts. "No fair!" While he is pouting, JB takes another. He knew these would be golden to him one day. Just as JB goes to say something, there's a car horn, indicating that his lift is here. Youngjae doesn't know why, but he clings onto JB.
"Jae, it'll be fine. I promise, I'll see you soon!" He leaves a soft kiss on the younger boys lips, getting up and moving his suitcases to the door, where he is met with the uber, who bows and start to take his stuff to the car. Through the window of the car he can already see Mark. JB turns back to Youngjae, embracing him once more. "I'll message you the moment I can alright? I lo-" JB is cut off by Youngjae covering his mouth. If he said the words, he knows it would just be worse. JB is confused, but gets his last bag and makes his way towards the black car. Youngjae watches, Coco sitting by his feet, looking confused. Soon the engine turn on and JB waves, but it's not long before the car turns around the corner.
"Coco," Youngjae sighs, getting the lead and putting it on her, then looks down at the red hoodie he was currently wearing. "Let's go home," he adds, locking JB's front door and making his way down the street. He hoped for the best, tried his best to stay positive, JB won't forget him right?
A/N: Aww my heartu, I have lots of assignments! Sorry for the delays!
