Homeless ➹ 2jae [✓]

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"Hey, I know you're anxious," Jaebum said to comfort Youngjae, who was lying motionless on the bed towards the wall. "It'll be alright." He lie down next to the younger and played with his hair— something that often calmed the both of them down. "I can come with you guys if you want."

"No..." Youngjae whispered in an unsure tone of voice. "I'd feel better if you were, but my mom..."

"Aw, Youngjae." Jaebum kissed his cheek and proceeded to rest his own head on Youngjae's shoulder. "I don't have to hold your hand or anything."

"I don't want to have to hide you from her, you know? You're not some sick secret, Jaebum."

Jaebum giggled, "Especially not from Jinyoung now..." Youngjae laughed as well, lightening up the mood a bit.

"How are we gonna tell the other guys though?"

"Yah, forget that, they'll find out." It became quiet once more before the door behind them opened, both turning their heads to Jinyoung. "Heyo!"

"Hey, Jaebum," Jinyoung greeted. "Youngjae, you ready?" It didn't seem to register to Jinyoung that Jaebum's arm was around Youngjae's waist until an awkward minute passed. "Eh- Oi..." Jinyoung wore a puzzled expression that the two on the bed couldn't look away from. "Yah, that was Jabeum!?" he suddenly yelled. "You sl-!" His yells turned into a whisper. "You- you slept with him?"

"Yah, hyung!!" Youngjae exclaimed in embarrassment (though it showed more like disgust). "In the same bed, Jinyoung, they're different!"

"Youngjae," Jaebum laughed, "let him think what he wants.

"What do I even... Jabeum, I—"

"Jinyoung, I love him, and he loves me. Right, babe?" Jinyoung raised an eyebrow to Youngjae, who nodded with a shy smile.

"Yah, I lied to your mom then," Jinyoung laughed. "Speaking of which... I know she's waiting to see you."

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Youngjae's heart wouldn't stop beating with anxiousness, no matter how comfortable and homely Jaebum's hand felt in his. It was the same rumbling in his stomach and lump in his throat he knew the last time he'd seen his mother, and it wouldn't go away. Youngjae was exhausted by the time they got to the hotel.

"Guys, wait... I need a minute." He stood next to the wall outside and took a deep breath of the cold air. He was already heating up and knew it would be better if he calmed down some. Jaebum walked over to him and ruffled with his hair, kissing his temple to try and soothe him.

"It's okay," he whispered. "Come into the lobby whenever you're ready, okay?" Youngjae nodded, and Jaebum went into the hotel lobby with Jinyoung.

Inside was nothing special— typical hotel interior design, which excited but didn't particularly impress either of them. Taking a seat, Jinyoung was hesitant to ask, "So, uh... You and Youngjae are..."

"...dating?" Jinyoung nodded, and Jabeum laughed. "Yep!" he beamed proudly, thinking of the boy standing just outside.

"Oi... When did that start?"

"Really not until everyone left... I think we connected somehow when we first met, though."

"Oh?"

"Something about him always caught me off guard," he smiled to himself. "But, you know, I don't want you to be uncomfortable with—"

"Oh, no, no," Jinyoung assured. "We've always been close, and I can get protective of him... His mom was the only family he had for a long time until she went away, too. But I know you, Jaebum... I know he'll be alright." Jaebum grinned gently. "I do have one more question, though."

"Shoot."

"Are you like... are you in love with him?"

"Ah- well... I guess you could put it that way." Youngjae walked in a few minutes later, his eyes a stinging pink.

"Alright, I'm ready." Both Jaebum and Jinyoung knew he'd been crying, but both knew him well enough not to ask about it.

"Let's go then," Jaebum smiled and held Youngjae's hand as the three of them walked to the elevators.

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