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It had been a couple days since Jinyoung had come clean about Mark.. about how he used to have a crush on him and that there was nothing left but a friendship since Jinyoung had found JB, but the older wasn't sure that he could actually trust his words.
Sure, Jaebum and Jinyoung had a wonderful relationship. They were trainees together and when JJ Project was formed, Jaebum couldn't have been happier since he and Jinyoung had always been so close.
One thing led to another and after a late night practice, Jaebum had been trying to get Jinyoung's attention for a good five minutes when he decided to grab the absentminded boy by the back of the neck and connected their lips. It had thrown the younger so off guard that JB couldn't help but laugh at him.
The cute dopey smile after.
The way he had asked "What was that?"
The way Jinyoung's index finger caressed his lips. Everything from that night was always so vivid to Jaebum. He knew the only reason he remembered it was because of how much he loved Jinyoung from that day on.
JB was a loyal man. When he loved you, he loved only you. And, unless his trust was broken, he wasn't going anywhere. JB would fight for his love and he expected the same in return. But knowing that Jinyoung had harbored feelings for their producer? That had him uneasy.
Although he was uneasy and a bit shook by the thought that his Jinyoungie wasn't fully invested in them as much as he used to be, Jaebum was still loyal to his love.
As they headed to the recording studio to get the final mix from Mark and talk about recording details, JB noticed that Jinyoung had been a bit more quiet than he normally was. Jaebum reached over, grasping his hand with a small glance.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked the younger, finally getting a look back.
Jinyoung shrugged slightly, "Nothing much, I just hope this demo is good."
JB nodded silently, understanding the way he was feeling. Every artist had an idea of how they wanted a song to sound when they were writing it, and with them in was no different. But, Jaebum was pretty far from stupid and he picked up on the fact that Jinyoung wasn't telling him everything.
At the studio, Mark started off with some niceties, asking how they were and just some chatter before he played their song. Honestly, it had been exactly what JB was expecting. A perfect balance of vocals and instruments. Jaebum looked at his watch seeing the time, he thanked Mark quickly before he broke the bad news, "We have to head to dance practice now though. Jinyoung, do you mind getting the disk? I'll go get the car."
When Jinyoung nodded, Jaebum hadn't even had a second though about it. Jinyoung had said that Mark was in the past for him.. Shouldn't Jaebum believe him?
He had already brought the car near the front of the building when he saw the same cute singer from before. He had called him over and they had a short conversation, resulting in JB getting Youngjae's number. Just because he was cute didn't mean they couldn't be friends, right?
The moment Jinyoung and Jaebum were in the car and Youngjae had left, the older turned to look at his boyfriend, "What happened." It wasn't a question. Jaebum could tell by the redness of Jinyoung's neck and ears that something had happened. He also knew that Jinyoung was not the type to be flustered easily.
"N-nothing.. lets just go. I don't feel well." Jinyoung said slowly, biting his lip.
"And dance practice?" Jaebum started, "Are you skipping that?" The older sighed as the younger made no move to speak or even look in his direction. "I'll call the manager when we get to the dorm, but you're telling me what is really wrong." He said in a demanding tone, mainly so the Jinyoung knew he was serious and that he wasn't going to back down.
A few hours later and a blanket of dark blue and silver dust fell over Seoul as day turned to night. Jaebum had made them food, in which he ate well but Jinyoung just picked around.
"My cooking isn't that bad.. Eat something." Jaebum tried coaxing him into eating, but the younger was stubborn and continued to poke at the food. "Then tell me what's going on now so that you can eat and I can sleep." He said sounding almost uninterested even though he had been debating with himself the last few hours on what was wrong.
Jinyoung looked up, his soft dark orbs gazing into JB's coffee colored eyes before he looked at his lap. "I-I cant.." He said quietly, remorse lacing his voice.
"Why?" the older asked, his brow raising slightly.
"I don't want to hurt you.."
Aigooooooooo... I'm such a jerk for them dramas! (I realize that was poor English, in general.. I'm just being weird.)
Anyhow, thank you all again for reading, I hope the wait wasn't too bad for this chapter!
Hmmm, What is your otp/favorite pairings/ships? I don't think I have one, but I have a new book idea and I need a dynamic ship.. so ideas?
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FanfictionSynopsis: Mark Tuan has always been attracted to Asian women, more specifically Chinese women. Out of the three real relationships he has been in since he was seventeen, two were indeed Chinese. Something about their features and their ove...