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16. Fight

"What?! You mean your sister actually jumped out of a two story window to see her bias? Damn, me too," Jinyoung laughed whole heartedly as Youngjae smiled and scratched his head. The two were currently sitting at a booth across from each other while having a.. a weird conversation.

"She's a little crazy..or was.." Youngjae said, feeling a little embarrassed that he told this story. He had mumbled the last part. His sister was no longer living. "Hey, we all are. Youngjae, I want to know about you though, not your sister," Jinyoung said and smiled at the younger. Youngjae grinned and excitedly grabbed his phone from his pocket.

Youngjae stood up and sat beside Jinyoung, amusing the older. He showed him multiple pictures and each had a story behind it. He also showed Jinyoung at least fifty pictures of him and Coco and even some videos. As Youngjae was obsessing over Coco, Jinyoung couldn't help but stare at him. His eyes, the way they sparkled, and his lips that were pink and kissable.

Jinyoung slowly put his arm around the booth where Youngjae was sitting and leaned in closer. Youngjae stopped and looked at Jinyoung, his smile not faltering, but he was confused. "Jinyoung? What are you doing?" Jinyoung didn't answer and leaned closer in to Youngjae's lips. Youngjae moved back each time Jinyoung had gotten closer.

He was flustered. Youngjae was hoping something like this wouldn't happen.

"Choi Youngjae!" A voice called out before Jinyoung could steal Youngjae's lips. They both stayed in the same position, but looked where the voice was coming from. And yes, you're right, it was Im Jaebum. Jaebum had his phone clutched tightly in the palm of his hand as he walked towards Youngjae.

"You haven't answered a single one of my texts! I thought we made it clear that–" Jaebum paused, finally noticing how close the two were and how Jinyoung had his arm around Youngjae. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Jaebum hissed, glaring at Jinyoung. Jinyoung was his best friend, sure, but ever since Youngjae came along, the two have been at it for a while.

Youngjae winced at Jaebum's cursing as well as his angry voice and lowered his head to look at his feet. "What does it look like?" Jinyoung provoked Jaebum and held Youngjae tight. Youngjae whipped his head towards Jinyoung with his eyes wide. "It looks like you're trying to steal my boyfriend," Jaebum clenched his fists.

Jinyoung was a little surprised and unwrapped his arms from Youngjae. He smiled mockingly, "oh? I didn't know you two were together?" Jinyoung sighed and stood up from the booth, scooting past Youngjae to face Jaebum. "That doesn't mean I'll still give up, however. You know, before you came in, I was so close to kissing Youngjae–" Jaebum was fuming with anger and landed a punch right to Jinyoung's jaw.

Most people stopped eating and stared, some getting up and leaving. "Oh? So it's going to be like that.." Jinyoung mumbled and returned Jaebum's punch with a hard blow to the stomach. Jaebum stumbled, but regained his posture. The two began to fight violently at the cafe, ignoring the employees who were trying to calm them down.

Youngjae hated fights. It was one of the things he was involved in lately. A group of 'bullies' were always after him because of.. well him just being himself. There was a background story for the reason they bullied him though. Youngjae worriedly watched them, also hating that he had no idea what to do. Finally, he mustered up his courage and got in between them.

"Jaebum, stop!" Youngjae yelled, but only to be punched in the cheek and kicked in the ribs. Youngjae wheezed and fell down to the floor, coughing. This only made his wounds he already had worse. Jaebum froze, realizing what he had just done to Youngjae. Jinyoung stared as well before glaring at Jaebum. Jinyoung quickly went down on his knees and helped Youngjae stop coughing.

"Youngjae, you shouldn't have done that! Are you okay?" Jinyoung asked and gently helped him up. All Jaebum could do was stare, overwhelmed with guilt and jealously. Why didn't he help Youngjae up? Why did he just stand there? Jaebum became filled with more anger towards himself.

"I'm–I'm fine. At least you two s–" Before Youngjae finished his sentence, he coughed up a little bit of blood, scaring the two older males. "Youngjae, you need a hospital!" Jinyoung exclaimed. Jaebum's hands began to tremble when he realized he had Youngjae's blood on them.

"I-I have to go," Jaebum muttered and darted out of the cafe. Youngjae could only wonder and feel heartbroken on why Jaebum left him. Did he even care? "Come on. You're coming home with me."

Youngjae didn't protest, but instead he began to cry. Actually, he began to sob. Everything was started to get to Youngjae, he just couldn't take it. Jinyoung's eyes widened, but he didn't question it and helped Youngjae walk to his car.

The two got in and strapped themselves with the seatbelt. "Youngjae.. I know you're not just crying because of what had just happened. I'm not going to force you to tell me, but I'm letting you know that you can whenever you want and I'm here for you." Jinyoung's words only seemed to make Youngjae cry even harder. Youngjae covered his mouth with his hands to quiet himself.

Once they arrived at Jinyoung's place, Jinyoung helped Youngjae into his house and to the bathroom. He carefully sat Youngjae down on the toilet and searched for the medical kit. As soon as Jinyoung found it, he immediately treated the wound on Youngjae's face before attempting to lift up his shirt.

"N-No.. I'll do it," Youngjae mumbled, but Jinyoung protested and lifted up Youngjae's shirt. He stared, dumbfounded and shocked. "Youngjae.. there's no way a kick did all of this to you," Jinyoung stated. Youngjae's stomach was filled with huge, ugly bruises and some tiny scars that Jaebum had failed to notice. He even had two broken ribs, but Youngjae paid no attention to it.

Youngjae stayed silent as Jinyoung continue to clean him up. As soon as he was finished, Youngjae wiped his tears and stood up. "I'll get going now. Thank you, Jinyoung," Youngjae said and bolted out of the bathroom, ignoring Jinyoung's calls for him.

He quickly left Jinyoung's house and began making his way back towards his own house, not caring how long he has to walk. Youngjae was too deep into his thoughts, he didn't notice he had bumped into someone.. or maybe a couple of people. He apologized, but instantly froze when he heard the familiar voice.

"Oh, it's the faggot. Well what do you know? It's our lucky day."

Youngjae couldn't move. He was beyond terrified. It was a mystery how Youngjae wasn't dead yet. The group of guys had been his bullies since high school and hadn't left him alone since. Though again, they did have a reason... One of the guys kicked Youngjae hard in the leg, making him fall to his knees.

"Too bad your parents aren't here to save you. Cause they're dead."

Youngjae couldn't cry nor try to run away. He felt weak and drained. He wanted everything to just end already. He was being kicked and stomped on repeatedly by two of the guys while their 'leader' just laughed and said hurtful words.

"And look! You're too fat to even move or fight back!"

Youngjae knew the reasons why they bullied him, and he never tried to stop them. He either ran away, or pleaded for help. But today was truly different.

He was fat.

He was weak.

He was a crybaby.

He was a faggot.

He was ugly and hideous.

He was parentless.

Youngjae didn't deserve to live.

That night, Youngjae was left broken and beat up in an alley. This is what he has been hiding from Jaebum. He didn't bother to move, and even spent the night there. That night,

Youngjae had decided to stop eating.

A/n: forgive me..

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