I Will Still Love you (2jae)

Chapter 6:Tired

"Come on Jaebum, lighten up, you look like you just stepped on dog shit"
Jaebum heard Jinyoung say.
"Please Jinyoung, you're not funny" Jaebum groaned,
"I'm hilarious thank you very much. And I wasn't joking. You do look like shit" he retorted back.
"Shut up"
Jinyoung sighed, knowing that no matter what he'd say there's no convincing Jaebum. He  it's not his faul-"
"Can you shut up? Whose friend are you his or mine? He's just another shit my mother dropped on me. Why won't he want to marry me. His father sold him and he agreed to it." Jaebum interceded.
"We don't know exactly what are his reasons so it's better not make assumptions" Jinyoung said, receiving a dry chuckle in response.
The brunette sighed, hoping that Jaebum won't do anything he might regret

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Youngjae sat in between Jackson and Jimin who were teasingly poking his sides and laughing. He tried not to think about what happened earlier.
"Hyung I can't believe you are married now!" Yugyeom said
"I know, I can't believe you got marry before me" Jimin whined, turning to Yoongi
"I don't want to hear anything, I want to get married this summer" he demanded, throwing himself at the mint haired boy while he groaned.
"Thank you so much Youngjae"
They all laughed. Youngjae did too, for a moment forgetting about everything just being happy sitting with a few people he loved. He didn't notice Jaebum standing near by until he called his name.
"Youngjae. Come with me" he had stated.
Youngjae stood up, excusing himself from the group, walking behind his 'husband'.
"What's up with them? Something seems off" Yoongi asked once they walked away
"It's nothing" Mark spoke up, his gaze following Youngjae's back.
"You sure?" Jackson asked this time, looking up at him. He smiled at his boyfriend
"Yeah"

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Youngjae followed behind Jaebum.
What does he want now? Why is he calling me now?
"Where are we going?" Youngjae asked making the other turn.
"I have to introduce you to someone" he replied and Youngjae nodded following behind the elder.
They stopped and Youngjae saw two men standing in front of them. One of them having pink hair, wide eyes and a beautiful smile on his face and the other who was slightly taller with black hair.
"Youngjae this is Kim Namjoon, he's our partner and his husband Kim Seokjin" Jaebum introduced, Youngjae smiled
"Nice to meet you, I'm Youngjae"
The pleasure is ours, Congratulations to you both "the taller one said
"Thank you" Youngjae replied
"Jaebum, we'll be leaving first. Kookie is sick and he's giving a hard time to the babysitter" Seokjin said,
"It was great meeting you Youngjae. I hope I'll see you soon" the pink haired said, grinning widely before saying good bye and leaving.

Youngjae turned to go back when a hand on his wrist stopped. He gave a questioning look to him the elder.
"Stay here, it's unnatural and people notice it" he said
Youngjae bit back the urge to retort at him and leave. Instead he nodded simply too tired to argue with him

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Youngjae lied down on the bed in his 'new' room. It was huge compared to his room which was small but cozy . He missed the comfort of his room but he had to get comfortable here which certainly won't be easy.

He sat up when he heard the door of the bathroom click open. Jaebum stepped out in the room. Letting out a sigh, the elder sat on the opposite side of the bed, drying his wet locks. He rolled his eyes, clearly couldn't make it more obvious that he did not want Youngjae here.

"You can go take a shower if you want" he said,
"Also I already said it before, I'll make it clear to you. All this means nothing. You'll never be anything to me. You're just like every single thing my mother ever get for me. You're useless do it's the best for you to not interfere with my life. Stay out of my way " Jaebum spat at him, before turning his head away.

Youngjae bit his lip, walking into the bathroom.
Well what were you expecting?
He felt a tears forming in his eyes, making their way down his cheeks.
" Why am I crying? "he said to himself.

He did not know what he did wrong. He wanted to make things better, wanted to give if try but it didn't work. It never did.
" I must have done something to deserve it" he said bitterly, wiping his eyes.
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"I don't know what to do anymore.

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