s h o w e r ;; 2jae

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friday

"how can he be so hot?," youngjae whined among his group of male friends when im jaebum and his friends, jackson, mark, jinyoung and namjoon, settled down on the table next to theirs. jaebum was sporting black hair, slicked back, and several rings. youngjae could only do so much as taking him in, he had always been awkward around him. after all, he was his best friend's brother. and he had a thing for him for what felt like ages. it had started out as some sort of attraction when youngjae first got into puberty. back then he had just innocently thought that he wanted to be like him. after he started jerking off to the thought of jaebum's hands on him, however, he had quickly realized he wanted to be with him. he had never told bora about his thing for her brother. his sexuality was common knowledge but because of whom he discovered his attraction to his gender was a well-kept secret. so all he did was swoon over him.
"i personally find girls hotter," jungkook said with a shrug. the others just ignored his rambling as his crush was no secret to them.
"he's ripped," yugyeom commented, making youngjae snap his head towards him in a violent motion, eyes widening. the younger shrugged, making a somewhat unbothered face. "i saw him dance once. he's no joke. he flashed his abs when he wiped his forehead."
"how are you not gay for him?," youngjae whined, yugyeom didn't bother to answer.

youngjae and bora were walking slowly to the latter's house after school. it was warm, soft weather, the sky wore a deep, strong blue and youngjae was happy in every way. "yah, youngjae!," bora said, slightly upset.
"hm?" he turned around and looked at her. she was pouting like a little child, like she always did when he was daydreaming too much to listen to what she was saying.
"i was asking you whether i should message him or not!," bora sighed, slapping her forhead lightly.
"stop doing that, you fish!," he said and swatted her hand from her face. "do you want to have a handprint on your forehead that badly?"
bora yelled at him for avoiding her question and slapped the back of his head.
"ouch! whatever. who do you wanna message now?" youngjae looked at her innocently when she shot him a death glare.
"taehyung."
"you finally got his number?!," he exclaimed and she slapped his head again, making him rub his hand over the slightly aching spot. "why do you always have to be so violent...," he added quietly, fully aware of her hearing what he had said. she chose to ignore his little remark, though.
"youngjae. this is a very serious matter. you're fully aware of how important this for me, stop joking around. i have been crushing on this human being for too long to be okay with us not spending time with each other and i really want -" she stated but was interrupted by youngjae pulling her arm to make her look at him.
"bora, have you suddenly turned 40? stop being so serious, it'll all work out for you, trust me on this. everytime tae talks to me he basically asks me about you. you'll be fine, girl," he said, turned around again and continued walking. bora rolled her eyes and sprinted towards him again.

upon arriving at bora's, both decided they wanted to eat something and waddled into the kitchen because bora had youngjae in a headlock. youngjae had already forgotten what he had done though, so he was just patting her arm in a useless effort to make her let him go. maybe his effort wasn't that useless, youngjae thought, because bora let him go quickly and pushed him off of her almost like he was a stranger. he was quite puzzled, to say the least, but his confusion cleared when he saw bora's brother, jaebum, sitting in the kitchen munching on some cereal. he raised a brow, showing them his suspicion. crap. not only was he quite protective of his sister, but also youngjae's longest crush. and she just basically pressed him against her tits. sure, he was about as straight as a circle, but he had big doubts about jaebum knowing just that. he gulped and smiled an awkward toothy smile. jaebum ignored him, gave his sister -a look- and turned his attention to the bowl of cereal again, the little incident was soon to be forgotten.

youngjae was having the time of his life. he was shirtless and posing for photos that were going to go on bora's and on his tumblr blogs. they were both laughing heavily at some of the weirder poses he pulled off just for their amusement. bora was tossing him her phone to look at the pictures she had taken when he saw an incoming message pop up. he stopped laughing immediately and opened the chat. it was taehyung, of course. while bora was still laying on her bed, wheezing, he smirked and typed in a message. bora looked at him, saw his expression and jumped off the bed, hurrying after him. he sprinted out of her room and down the hall when he heard bora yell his name.
"youngjae you lobster, give it back!"
he glanced over his shoulder and opened the next best room, jumped inside and closed the door quickly. he turned the lock and turned around, only to see jaebum standing in front of him, soaked, wearing nothing except the death glare on his face. "youngjae"
"yes"
"what are you doing here and what the fuck were you doing earlier that resulted in you being shirtless?"