{Transfic} I Like You / 난 니가 좋아 {2jae ff}-[ENG] / [✔]

Chapter III

"Kim Yugyeom, say that again right now!", Jaebum required, on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"I-i told Youngjae what we are."

" How did he react?"

" H-he demanded not to approach him anymore, never. Neither you nor me."

The prince grabbed Yugyeom by his collar.

" Why did you do that?"

" I told you I didn't want you to play with him."

" I keep on repeating it's not the case! I-i love Youngjae. Not only his blood scent but him as a whole. I love him Yugyeom."

Yugyeom stayed frozen while Mark had his eyes wide-opened.

" T-that means you're gonna die? "

" Impossible. ", Jaebum firmly responded, " There's no way Youngjae will reject me."

" I can't be that sure. ", Yugyeom confessed starting to feel guilty, "He really seemed terrified."

" If I end up diying, it will all be your fault, Yugyeom. You will have to assume the consequences."

On these words, Jaebum disapeared, only leaving upset friends behind him. He went to Youngjae's. He rang the doorbell but no one answered. He tried to call the younger on his phone but the latter only kept on rejecting his calls.

Step by step, a certain apprehension started to build up in Jaebum who started to loose confidence. Did Youngjae really hate him? What did Yugyeom do? Was he going to die?

" Youngjae! If you don't open the door, I'll have to do it myself!" , the older shouted through the door.

For the second time, no one answered so he decided to let himself in. Fortunately, he didn't have to infiltrate by Youngjae's room window - which was opened despite the pouring rain - as the front door was opened. He entered, closed the door behind him and let himself into the house. Entering the living room, he was faced with a shivering Youngjae, wrapped in a blanket. He looked sick and Jaebum could feel a soft change in his blood. He probably was sick.

" Youngjae!", Jaebum said, hurrying towards the younger, visibly worried.

" G-go away!", Youngjae managed to articulate on a edge tone.

" B-but you're sick."

Jaebum was flustered by the brunette's tone. It was the first time that he ever talked to him this coldly. He approached his love anyway, trying to remove his blanket but Youngjae stopped him.

" Don't come near me. Go away. Forget about me and never approach me again. I hate you. I believed in you and it turns out you're just a monster who's after me. I never want to see you again."

Suddenly Jaebum was overtaken by a pain in his chest. He weakened for a micro-second but immediately got a grip on himself. It was impossible.

"Youngjae, that's not true...I'm a vampire but I never wanted to play with you. I-i love you."

Youngjae eventually locked eyes with the one who penetrated through his house but only with a cold glare.

" You disgust me. You played with me. I don't want to hear or see you anymore. Just get out of here."

" But Youngjae I-"

" GET OUT OF HERE!!", Youngjae shouted.

Jaebum didn't answer for a moment before backing off a few steps.

"If that's what you want...But at least get changed and keep you warm, or you'll catch a cold. Youngjae...I love you."

" I hate you Jaebum."