Royal Love | 2Jae ✔️

Twenty Eight

"Hey, Bum, wake up...IM JAEBUM IT'S BEEN FIVE MINUTES I'M CALLING YOU WAKE UP!" Yugyeom got tired of that shit and shaked Jaebum till he finally woke up.

"What the fuck Yugyeom let me sleep!" He angrily said patting his bed and frowning.

"He went home already, dumbass. I tried to wake you up to say goodbye to the love of your life BUT YOUR SLEEPY ASS JUST DIDN'T EVEN MOVED."

"Stop yelling you little brat."

"Get up and get ready for work, huh, let's go, move, Im Jaebum, you have lot of meetings today."

"What the fuck why are you telling me this, this is Youngjae's work." Jaebum sat on his bed and yawned.

"Because he will not go to the company today, family problems." Yugyeom said picking up clothes for Jaebum.

"What kind of?"

"Pregnancy one I think, because like, he got a call and shouted 'what the fuck do you mean pregnant!!???' then he said goodbye and went out, he didn't even changed his clothes, was still with yours." Jaebum sighed getting up.
The day went pretty boring and busy for him, while, well, Youngjae's day was being pretty...crazy.

"Mark just do it!" He shouted again from outside the bathroom that Mark was, Jinyoung was still looking at him. "What?" He said with folded arms patting his feet on the floor.

"Tell me you, don't you think this clothes are a little...large?" Youngjae looked down at himself.
"Oh fuck I forgot I was in his clothes." He muttered to himself making Jinyoung "Excuse me!?"

"Nothing."

"Where were you?"

"My house?"

"Why the fuck are you saying as a question."

"Because I don't know what you wanna hear."

"The truth."

"I don't think you're gonna like it."

"Just say it, Choi."

"Nevermind, Mark hurry up!"

"Youngjae I'm gonna call your mother..."

"Oh really how old are you? Four?"

"Old enough now tell me, were you fucking someone last night?"

"WHY THE FUCKING HELL EVERY TIME I GO OUT EVERYBODY THINKS I FUCKED SOMEONE!!!!???" He shouted making some guards flinch, fuck he was loud.

"CALM DOWN FUCKING PRINCE OF KOREA!"

"DON'T SWEAR TO ME!"

"I DO WHATEVER I WANT" Jinyoung said back folding his arms.

"Guys!" They heard Mark's trembling voice, Youngjae turned so fast to his teary eyes friend.

"So?" He asked nervous and anxious.

"P-positive, I... I am pregnant."

"OH you are WHAT!?" The queen's voice was heard making Youngjae curse.

"He is... Brilliant." He tried to save Jackson ass, because Sunmi surely would kick it so hard.

"Oh he might be but you..." She said coming closer and taking the test. "Oh honey... You're gonna have a little baby." She said looking at Mark, he was trembling hard so she hugged him tightly. "Shhh, don't worry, I will take care of you and murder Jackson, okay? Everything is gonna be okay." Jinyoung didn't held a laugh and Youngjae hit his arm.

"Ouch!" He said brushing the place.

"Go get Jackson I need to talk with him, or he is thinking that he can just get my best friend pregnant and roam around like nothing happened!?" Youngjae was of course happy for his friend but also angry, he knew how Mark was afraid of being abandoned again, this time, by the love of his life.

Meanwhile

"What the fuck is happening here? LISA!" BamBam shouted angrily looking at his computer screen.

"Yes?"

"Why the hell my fucking numbers are in the ground when yesterday they were up!?" The man was fuming looking at his secretary.

"Oh, it was Mr. Im Jaebum, he broke all the deals with Bam's Company."

"HOW HE DARE!" He yelled getting up making Lisa flinch and step back, he stared at her like a madman.

"Wh-what are you thinking about?" She stuttered afraid, she knew very well of BamBam's capacity.

"I will make him regret all of this, I will make him wish he was dead!"

"What? Sir don't you think this is a little too much?"

"No, I will actually kill him so then his dumbass brother will assume the company and he is just so...weak, I can easily make him marry me and then ops he dies too and Im Company is my company too, that's it, how genius I am." He had a sadist smile on his lips making the woman want to run away as fast as possible.