Case Closed | 2jae

3.Friends

A full week had past. A full. Exhausting. Week.

No progress has been made finding the location of the sickos' whereabouts or what the guy actually looks like. They've tried sketch artists but Youngjae refuses to speak about the guys appearance, obviously not wanting to remember the face of the monster who had hurt him for so long.
Jaebum was at the station as per usual. He was rocking back and forth on his chair, tapping a pen at his lips in hard thought; eyes staring at Youngjae who was sitting in the corner of the room with his legs crossed and eyes closed.

'What am I going to do with him?' He thought, remembering he had a long, not to mention extremely private meeting to attend to soon. Why does this trouble Jaebum? Because it means he can't bring Youngjae along with him.

Youngjae had been following him like a lost duckling all this week, never once leaving his side. Ever. So suddenly leaving him on his own for a few hours. Well. Who knows how the boy will react.

As if on cue a happy BamBam and equally as happy Mark entered his office. The two boys each had a bouquet of beautiful flowers in their hands.
Jaebum arched an eyebrow.

"What's the occasion?" the officer questioned.

"No occasion." Replied BamBam. "I just thought I would surprise my boyfriend at work."

Jaebum shrugged. "Well he's out at the moment but he will be back in probably half an hour. Me on the other hand will be leaving for a meeting."
The officer glanced at the sleeping boy then back at Mark and BamBam.

"I don't know what I'm going to do with him though. If he wakes up when I'm gone he's going to panic-"

"Let us look after him!" an eager BamBam said, Mark nodding behind. The two knew about the whole situation with Youngjae from Yugyeom.

Jaebum looked at the two with questioning eyes. It's not like he didn't trust them, he did (well he trusts Mark anyway) but could they really look after Youngjae without the boy panicking?

'Well it's my only option now.' He thought before giving a little nod.

"Fine. But If he starts freaking out I want you to get Jackson. He's just in the room next door doing paperwork."

Jaebum then left. Shutting the door with a 'bang', waking up Youngjae in the process.

The brunette stared up at the duo with frightened eyes, unable to see Jaebum anywhere. Mark noticed the others gaze and quickly gave the boy a reassuring smile.

"Hello." Mark said softly, not wanting to scare the boy any more than he already was. "My names Mark and this is Kunpimook- "

"But you can call me BamBam." The Thai interrupted with a grin.

"Jaebum had to go to a meeting so we are going to stay with you for a couple hours."

Mark slowly moved towards the boy, stopping when the other began to scurry back against the wall.

"Umm..." Mark was a little stumped. He had never been in a situation like this before. He was a florist after all. Wait. That's it.

"Here." He pulled out a beautiful red rose from his bouquet and held it out towards the Youngjae. "A pretty flower for a pretty person." He giggled cutely.

Youngjae gazed at the rose. He hadn't seen one for a long time, he almost forgot how beautiful they were. It gave him positive flashbacks of the times where he would help his mum with the gardening. The memory calmed him.

"T-thankyou..." the brunette mumbled, slowly reaching out to grab it.

Once Youngjae retrieved the rose, Mark decided to plonk himself down next to him, patting the empty space beside gesturing for BamBam to sit down too. Youngjae didn't scurry away this time, he was still weary but stayed seated next to Mark.