𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈. ⚣ 2Jae

卌卌 I.

Youngjae:

Are you doing anything? Would you mind coming to my house?

The younger knew only one person that could help take his pain away.

Jaebum, who was actually half asleep was woke enough to hear his phone chime. He placed his hand on his cellular device, letting the brightness kill his eyesight.

No, I'm wide awake now, Thanks.

Jaebum was only teasing. Really, he didn't care if he was asleep or not.

He was just surprised that someone wanted his presence.

Youngjae:

Ohmygosh, i didn't mean to wake you. We can meet some other time if that's alright.

Im joking kid. I'm not doing shit. Ill see you in about fifteen minutes.

The older didn't know how much he dreaded his words until he had to drag himself out of bed. Nevertheless, he pulled out a decent laid back outfit and made his way over to Youngjae's. Like before, Youngjae's mom pulled at his cheeks until Youngjae told her to quit it. Jaebum greeted Youngjae's father who was also a laid back dude like himself, which Jaebum appreciated.

The younger had no particular plans for the two, but he knew that just being around Jaebum was a start to fixing his broken heart.

Jaebum kicked off his shoes, climbing on Youngjae's bed. Youngjae thought it was adorable that the older was making himself at home.

"So..what is it?". Jaebum asked. "What is it what?". "What needs to be discussed? What did you call me over for?". Jaebum questioned rather politely.

Even though Youngjae had many things bothering his him, none of them held any weight while Jaebum was there. So he simply blushed, shaking his head.

"No reason". He answered. "You're bullshitting". Jaebum teased. "I'm not. I can't invite a friend over?". It wasn't that Youngjae couldn't invite a friend over, but why would he invite Jaebum specifically was the question. "Don't try that". "Try what?". "Generalizing things". Jaebum responded, throwing a pillow at the younger. He figured while he had Jaebum over, he mind as well plan something so he wouldn't seem like a creep.

"Your kitchen is a beauty". Jaebum dazed, letting his eyes wander the polished humongous granite countertop and marble floors. It was as big as six of his bedroom's put together. His attention was so much on the decor, he didn't even notice Youngjae's attire switch.

While Jaebum was propped up by a high countertop chair, Youngjae was behind it the countertop in front of the stove, with an apron on and a chef hat, Cookie ingredients spread before him. "And yes, you are now in the very kitchen of Chef Youngjae. Welcome to the show darling". Jaebum chuckled, laying his head in his hands. "How did i get lucky enough to get a private show?". Youngjae peeked over while he was preheating the oven. "Being Im Jaebum is enough".

The two had talked during the intervals of everything, even when Youngjae pretended that he had to go on, "Commercial". They discussed anything and everything, and they laughed at a whole lot. Youngjae failed to bring up anything from school, as it didn't bother him as much anymore.