Lost in Korea

Slumber Party

Of course, the lovely eoma was invited to this 'sleepover' as well. She cooked dumplings while the two boys got dressed in pyjamas. She liked BamBam because he was incredibly positive, never looking on the bad side of things, but she also knew he was frustrated with the way WeiZhou acted towards Jingyu.

She had never really met Jingyu, but she knew so much about he it felt like she knew who he was. She knew he was a handsome, tall Chinese man, almost two years older than WeiZhou, but hardly looking a day over 20. He had a smile that charmed any girl in sight, but eyes that only wanted to gaze upon his beloved Zhou. Jingyu was afraid of himself, it seemed. Afraid of the biting and growling of the press. Afraid of who he loved.

She wanted to meet Jingyu. Every story Zhou had told her had made her want to meet him. She felt like the mother Zhou needed, and wanted to see if the person he was in love with was really good for him.

As she was plating the dumplings the two boys came from upstairs, dressed in comfy clothes. WeiZhou wore a old sweatshirt that was slightly worn and grey sweatpants that bunched up at his lower leg. His hair was messy and he looked... well, incredibly childish. Adorable was probably the right word.

BamBam was dressed similarly. His hoodie was slightly short at the arms, which clued WeiZhou into knowing it was Jackson's... it, at least, had been once. BamBam wasn't that much taller than his boyfriend, but his limbs were much longer, which made trading clothes a little more complicated.

"Eat up." Jae Hwa smiled, passing them both a plate. "I made extra so you can have dinner for tomorrow."

"Thank you, eoma." WeiZhou bowed slightly, but began to eat before he could finish. She smiled at him.

BamBam was smiling too. WeiZhou shoved the dumplings in his mouth like it was his last meal. He found WeiZhou adorable, and knew why Jingyu put up with his moodiness. He wondered if they would really make up again, if they could really make it work out.

He was worried. Yeah, of course he was. Jingyu was all kinds of messed up and sleeping on Jackson's couch. WeiZhou had been alone for so long that it was tough for anyone except Jae Hwa to talk to him. Would Jackson and him have to babysit these boys forever? It just seemed... well, it seemed odd.

BamBam wanted to bring up Jingyu, but he didn't know how to without ruining the mood. Suddenly, his phone rang from inside his hoodie pocket. Taking it out, he read the name 'Jackson' and stood up.

"Sorry, I have to take this." BamBam said, opening the front door and walking out. The night air hit him like a brick, cold, filling up his lungs and tickling his bare calves.

He pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" He said, his eyebrows creasing. "Jackie?"

"Hey, baby." Jackson's voice came from the other side of the line. "How's your night going?"

"Mmh. Okay. I haven't brought up Jingyu yet." He said, toying with the strings of his hoodie. "What about you?"

"Jingyu... I don't know. I feel like the guy I'm with right now isn't even him. I want the old Jingyu back." Jackson sounded frustrated. "He passed out again, Bammie, all he talks about is ZhouZhou. He's so drunk he forgot I was in the room and started jacking it right in front of me." BamBam couldn't help but giggle. "What's WeiZhou like?"

"Quiet." BamBam frowned, and even though Jackson couldn't see him, he heard the frown over the phone. "Boring, almost. I don't know what's wrong with him. I agree with you, he's not the same guy I knew."

"You think it's just because they're apart?" Jackson asked.

"Yeah." BamBam looked at the ground. "They have something special, something I don't think we even have." He shrugged. "This long apart. It's gonna affect them."

He heard a moment of silence from the other end, then, Jackson spoke again. "We have to get them back together."

"Yeah, I agree." BamBam turned his head, looking towards the sea. "I gotta go, Jackie."

"Alright. Talk to you later."

"I'll call you in the morning if WeiZhou goes along with it."

"Okay."

"I love you, baby."

"I love you too, Bammie." Jackson smiled on the other end.

•••

"WeiZhou, please, at least think about it."

"I've thought about it. And I've decided it's a bad idea."

"Whyyyyyy." BamBam whined, falling back in the bed. "Look at all the pros! You get Jingyu back, he gets you back, Jingyu gets off Jackson couch, and I don't have to drive three hours to convince you this is right anymore." BamBam sighed.

"That's all good, yeah." WeiZhou hugged a pillow closer to his chest. "But... I know Jingyu will leave again eventually. He did the first time, he will the next time. He can pretend his not gay all he wants but I know the truth."

"I think... I think he's been without you for long enough that he's learned his lesson." BamBam bit his lip. "I mean, I know if I left Jackson for that long, he would know better if I took him back."

"Yeah, I guess so." WeiZhou laid down. "He can come tomorrow. I'm scared to see him but I think he needs to see me." WeiZhou sighed. "You'll stay with me, right? I'm..." he laughed, and his voice sounded weak. "I'm nervous to see him."

BamBam laid down next to him. "You should be."

WeiZhou continued. "I... miss him. If it's gonna help him be happy, he can come see me."

BamBam nodded casually, but inside, he was bursting with joy. "I'll tell Jackson tomorrow morning. They'll probably drive here in the afternoon." He felt WeiZhou nod, and when he looked over, he saw that Zhou's eyes were already shut closed. "Goodnight, Zhou."

"Goodnight, Bam."