teenage dirtbag + 「 2jae 」

twenty nine

„you call this a little thing?" youngjae laughed into his cup and jackson just shrugged.

the house was full, the music was loud and the people were drunk. it looked like every other party they'd been to lately and youngjae wondered how on earth he got himself into this situation.

the boys weren't used to going to parties. a, because they couldn't stand the majority of school and b, they usually didn't get invited. [a/n: relatable]

but now they were friends with the cool kids, the best players of the basketball team, the crushes of every girl in school.

and shit, one of them was youngjae's boyfriend. if someone had told him that a few weeks ago, he would have died laughing. he'd be on the floor, tears streaming down his face.

im jaebum? youngjae's boyfriend? no fucking way.

but youngjae was glad the older drunk texted him that one night. he was so glad jaebum had asked him for tutoring and kept bugging him until youngjae finally gave in.

„what are you thinking about?" jaebum subtly stroked his hand, smiling at the younger.

youngjae rested his head on this hyung's shoulder, not caring about what other people might think. „nothing, i'm just glad we're here."

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„bammie?" yugyeom's head was spinning and so were the people around him. bambam was the only one who was clear.

„yes. gyeomie?" they were in jackson's garden, lying in the grass, completely wasted.

„i have another gift for you." yugyeom said. „for your birthday, you know."

bambam giggled, „dude, my birthday was like, weeks ago."

„i know, i know", yugyeom nodded. „but it only just got here."

yugyeom moved his head, now looking at bambam who was watching the sky.

„sooo, can i open it?" bambam also turned to face yugyeom, grinning widely.

„you, well, you can't open it... but uhm, i can give it to you."

the othet looked confused but shrugged it off quickly and watched yugyeom carefully, waiting for his gift.

yugyeom gulped, internally punching himself for saying what he said. but now was the right time, now he was drunk enough to have gained all the courage he needed for what he was about to do.

the younger moved closer and bambam still looked clueless.

do it, you loser. do it!

the maknae pressed his lips against bambam's for not even a second before he pulled back, turning around in embarrassment.

he didn't hear a sound from bambam but didn't dare turning around and facing him, his anxiety growing.

„look at me, gyeomie." he sounded calm.
yugyeom turned and was lying on his back, still too embarrassed to look at his best friend.

bambam sighed, supporting his upper body with his arm. "your gift wasn't satisfying, gyeomie." he paused. „i'm afraid i'll have to give it back to you."

„w-wha–" he leaned over yugyeom, kissing him properly and thr younger giggled into his face.

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shoutout to myself for not updating in two months without giving you guys updates on why, i deserve the award for worst author ever™ and i proudly accept it.

ok listen i MISSED you guys but i felt so shitty the past few weeks and all i did except for school and work was sleep,,,,

BUT I'M BACK but also don't expect regular updates bc my situation hasn't really changed

but i felt so FUKIGN bad for not updating sigh ;(((

(we're just gonna ignore that i was supposed to write the angsty chapter hah(((: cool)

also HAPPY GOT7 COMEBACK DAY MY LOVES I CANT WATCH IT BC I AM AT WORK HAH HA H A IM FINE :'))))))))

peace out guyz