sad || jackbam

18

"are you okay if i hang out with amber today?" jackson asked bambam. "we're gonna go to the gym."

"of course. you don't have to ask if you can hang out with anyone. sorry when i was dramatic about it. you don't have to ask."

"hey, you were okay to feel how you did about if." jackson leaned down and kissed bambam. "text me if you leave so if i get home and you're not here so i know you're okay?"

"okay. i love you."

"i love you. i'll pick up food on the way home." jackson gave bambam one more kiss before he left.

bambam sat on the couch and watched netflix. he got bored and drifted to the kitchen to look for something to eat. he didn't find anything so he sat back down.

"so how are you and bambam?" jackson and amber had finished working out after an hour and were just walking around the park near the gym.

"good. my friend i think likes bam and has been making him really uncomfortable. but besides that we're great. he's at my apartment right now."

"are you going to talk to your friend?"

"yea. bam told me that mark put his hand on his thigh and rubbing his leg with his foot. and it's weird because the three of us met around the same time and mark has never acted like that before with bambam."

"that's really weird. i'd definitely talk to him."

"i should actually get going. i told bam i'd pick up food and he's probably hungry."

"hey, bam. i want to talk to mark tonight so i was going to have him come over here. you can be in here or just stay in my room, okay." bambam nodded and took a bite of the salad that jackson got them.

once mark was there, bambam went to jackson's room. but that didn't mean he couldn't hear almost their entire conversation.

jackson was obviously not sure how to start a conversation asking if mark liked his boyfriend so he wasn't as eloquently spoken as he wanted to me.

"so... do you like bambam or something?" jackson made sure to watch mark's facial expressions because mark was a fairly good liar.

"what?"

"i could see you staring at him. and he said you had your hand on his thigh and was running your foot up and down his leg."

"listen. i just feel, bambam has never dates anyone besides you so he doesn't really know what he likes. and i could treat him better. i mean, you were dating when everything happened so you don't make him very happy."

"bitch, you have anger issues. bambam doesn't need nor could handle someone like you. and you're his friend so you didn't make him happy either. don't you fucking dare try to make that only my fault."

"my point is, he could actually like someone completely different from you."

"i get that you just got your ass dumped by your girlfriend but that doesn't mean you can go after the first person you see. me and bam haven't been dating for almost 4 years for you to suddenly tell me he might like you better."

"she didn't dump me. and you started dating bambam when he was a freshman and you were a junior. what did you two do for the 1st year of dating, hold hands?"

"why the fuck should you care? you're not a part of our relationship. you don't know what we did. you're an adult and you're trying to steal my boyfriend because you think our relationship isn't valid. it's good you didn't like him then because you should like you'd do something he wouldn't be comfortable."

mark shrugged. jackson had never wanted to punch someone in the face more. he hated that it was someone he considered a close friend but he wasn't letting that change how he felt.

"get the fuck out. and leave bambam alone. nothing is going to happen and you've been making him uncomfortable."

mark got up, put his shoes on, and left. jackson made sure he was gone before he bent over and put his face in his hands. he heard bambam open and then close the door. and then he felt bambam's arms around him.

"i've never done anything that made you want to ki-" jackson cut himself off. he didn't like saying 'kill yourself' when talking about what bambam did, it was too harsh.

"no. i didn't try to kill myself because of you. i just thought that i annoy you."

"you don't. i love you so much." jackson wrapped his arms around bambam's skinny torso. "please never leave me."

"as long as you never leave me, i'd never think about it."