~Jaebum's p.o.v~
"Do I smell bleach, Jaebum?" Jinyoung laughed.
"Ermm. Yeah. Youngjae had a friend round so we cleaned." I lied through me teeth. Youngjae doesn't have friends, excluding the group and JJY.
Jinyoung strolled over to a clean new sofa. He sat down patiently while I put the kettle on. "He has friends?"
"That exactly what I said."
My nerves slowly started to get the better of me. I mean I had no idea how it could've gone. My phone had gone off about five times before I actually realised.
"Are you gonna answer that?" Jinyoung playfully rolled his eyes.
"Of course I am!"
Oh lord. The group chat...
DabDab: Go onnnn JaeBummmm!
CocoLover: We're watching you 👀
MarkSon_For_Life: You two could meet me and Jackson instead of stalking JB.
All I could do was sigh. They were watching somehow of course. Why wouldn't they be? I get no privacy. Jinyoung was focused on watching the TV. I think Hwarang was on.
"Can you turn the heating on please?" He asked while snuggling into a blanket that was originally on the other sofa.
He looked so cute there. Just wrapped in a blanket kinda laid on the sofa.
Shit.... Boilers broken....
"I think the boilers broken... but I could put the fire on if you want..."
"Yes please. It's freezing..."
I poked around with the fire place until I managed to turn the thing on.
A slight whine and a murmur came from the sofa. Of course it was because of Hwarang. Hansung's death scene. It wouldn't have been bad but he knew the actor.... Or at least I thought it was until I felt a pair of arms snake around my waist."Sit with me please. You're really warm..." He moaned lightly in my ear.
"F-fine. Sit back down."
He did as he was told but dragged me back with him. I was pushed onto my back with the younger resting on my chest. That alone was enough to make my head spin. I was confused.
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Just A Number ~ JJ Project
FanfictionIt all starts when Jinyoung is given Jaebum's number from a friends of his, Jackson Wang. From there the boys friendship grows into something more.