secret; little jaebum

Sweet

Jaebum had more control over his regression over the past couple of weeks. He wasn't accidentally slipping, nor was he getting to the point where he would have to. The stress of being little and having to hide it was lifted off his shoulders after he had that talk with Mark. Speaking of the older boy, he would always check up on Jaebum, which made his heart flutter. Mark really cared how he was feeling and that was the best thing that had happened to him in a while.

Today was a "stay-in-the-dorm" type of day, the weather was hot and their schedules were clear. It's days like this that Jaebum would spend time with Mark, sometimes regressing, sometimes not. As of right now, Mark and Jaebum were in the kitchen talking in hushed tones about Jaebum regressing before debut.

"Yeah, it was harder to hide back then." Jaebum shrugged. "But I had a caregiver in the company-" He stopped his words. He couldn't believe he'd just spilled that he had caregiver before Mark. Well, it's not like Mark is his caregiver or would even think about it. He did think saw the blonde cringe when he said that, thought.

"Who was it?" Mark asked nonchalantly, seemingly unfazed by the revelation.

"It was Suzy..." Jaebum trailed off waiting for a response. When he didn't get one, he looked up and saw Mark staring intently at him. He lowered his gaze.

"Wow, really? Did she have-" Mark couldn't put his finger on the word he was looking for. He paused for a moment which worried Jaebum because he had already revealed too much.

"Did she have a title?" Jaebum finished for him. Mark nodded.

"Yeah, it was embarrassing." Jaebum laughed. He remembered all the times where he was in JJProject, remembering how much Suzy helped him relax. It had to stop though, dating rumors were vicious things.

"But what was it?" Mark question and Jaebum panicked a little, he wasn't sure if he should tell Mark. Him and Suzy were very close at the time, everything stayed between the two. Even now, they have casual conversations about the past every so often, just between them.

"Mommy." Jaebum tried not to blush at the title, but his attempts were in vain as he could feel his cheeks getting hotter. He's been doing that a lot lately. Mark giggled at the younger and patted his shoulder.

"About that, I was wondering...would you ever consider me-" Mark was interrupted by a loud Jackson busting into the kitchen screaming about ramen and going out.

"Wait, wait. What?" Jaebum asked. Jackson then explained how the staff were giving the boys meal vouchers to any place they wanted. Which was exciting, they hadn't been out the house in what seemed like weeks.

Jackson leaped on to Jaebum and yelped,"We can go to that new place I was telling you about!" Oh yeah, Jaebum remembered that place. Jackson always bugged him about that restaurant ever since him and Bambam went that one time. Maybe all seven of them could go, it would be nice compared to them all cooped up and eating instant ramen. But on the other hand, Jaebum has seen how (some) the members get when they go out. God forbid that they buy drinks as well, that would a headache and a half. Despite the cons of the situation, seeing the look on Jackson's face, he knew he had to let everyone go to this restaurant.

So that's where they were. No cameras, some staff, and just the seven of them having a great time. Mark, Jaebum, and Jinyoung (who were all naturally homebodies) were actually having a good time as well. The stress of their last comeback was slowly being lifted off their shoulders and they couldn't be any happier. The waiter was kind of rude but Jaebum came to ignore it. At least he had gotten out the house, right?

Youngjae was making a long, drawn out speech about his love for the members, and it was obvious that the lightweight had a little too much to drink. Bambam shushed him and dragged him back down to his seat when they started getting dirty looks from the other people in the restaurant. None of the hyungs were drinking, which was a good idea now, because all four of them had to keep an eye on the three younger ones.