tag ||2jae

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-still a flashback-

Youngjae looked at Jaebum, he had made him a sandwich and some tea since he didn't know how long he had been out there and he didn't want him to get sick. "Does anyone know where you are?" Youngjae asked while Jaebum was taking sips from his mug, not answering at first and Youngjae had figured he just wasn't in the mood to speak. "No one knows where I am exactly but they know I wanna be left alone" he finally said, the other nodding his head.

And then it was quiet...

Jaebum didn't have anything to say, Youngjae had a lot of questions— one would be how the hell did he even remember where his parent's place was? It didn't seem like Jaebum was the mood to talk to anyone though. He made that clear when his phone kept ringing— at first he acted like he didn't hear it then just took it out, putting it on silent then putting it back down.

"Sooo...

"You don't have to try and make—"

"Do you wanna stay over for the night?" Youngjae asked, Jaebum thought maybe he was just asking out of guilt or something but when he looked up at him— he didn't want to have false hope but it really looked as if Youngjae wanted him to stay. "You sure your parents wouldn't mind?" he asked.

"They're on vacation, I'm just watching the place..I mean I'll be pretty bored, you can be my entertainment" Youngjae chuckled a little, trying to lighten the mood but Jaebum didn't really follow along making Youngjae to awkwardly clear his throat.

"If you're sure then..yeah, I guess I'll stay the night, I'll try not to be a bother" Jaebum smiled and then so did Youngjae,

He stayed for a week, caught up in reminiscing with Youngjae, Youngjae didn't care, he liked it, until Jaebum left.

———

(back to present time)

"Wait so explain to me again— you and Yugyeom can't have sex for what reasons?" Mark asked while Bambam was cleaning the counter with a cloth before looking at him, rolling his eyes. "We can and we have but— I don't wanna"

"Why? Is he bad in bed?

"No-"

"Is his dick small?"

"No-"

"Does he cum really fast?"

"Shut up hyung!" Bambam huffed, hitting him with the cloth and Mark snickering, "Least my sex life is dead by choice" he said and Mark groaned. "I'm too old to be fighting with you, continue explaining though, tell your problems to grandpa" Mark chuckled, taking a sip from his coffee, hearing a table fall in the background— which was Mark's son just running around and probably causing chaos, he didn't really look since his son was a little...'special', he knew he was fine. The kid would literally fall down stairs, get up and laugh but then cry five minutes later saying it hurt.

"I like— you know...doing it with him but holy shit he's a dancer and-and I don't know! He expects too much" he mumbled, his face red, Mark looking at him in disbelief before laughing. "That's amazing" he mused. "Take some gymnastic classes— I don't know, become a little flexible to please your man" he snickered, still thoroughly amused, Bambam rolling his eyes.

"Your life is really sad" Bambam commented and Mark stopped laughing, huffing. "Leave me alone I'm old" he said simply, him and Jinyoung have been together for a really long time and they were never that clingy with each other in the first place but they haven't had sex in ages and Jinyoung was a little cranky nowadays with how much work he had so whenever Mark tried being clingy, Jinyoung would always hit him with something new, although a few common things from him would be "Off me fatass" or "Oh my god have you always looked this ugly in the morning?" (he always said it jokingly, but still, Mark would like to hit that from behind again)