𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈. ⚣ 2Jae

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...Is it a bad time to ask you guys to admire Jaebum at this moment? ..

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'Semun' ;

Y'all get a load of nudejae though

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  Leeshit-min;
Holy fuck, Jaebum you are one lucky son of a bitch.

Pop-Pills ;

Hell yeah, his body is nice as hell.

Jaebum was only able to arrive home and fling himself upon his bed before his friends began flooding his phone. He watched the names appear on his notification queue, making him instantly remembering the days where instead, it would be Jinyoung.

Instead, it would BamBam, Jackson, or Yugyeom. Instead, it would be Mark. Waiting for him to get in the house just so they could come over and spend time with him. He found himself now going to meet his friends, rather than them coming to see him.

He didn't want to admit it, but there was nothing like walking into his room and yelling at Jackson for jumping on his bed. Or hearing Yuggie and BamBam fight over things that weren't meant to even be fought over. Mark, sitting quietly laughing at the whole scene. All of it reconciled by the smile that Jinyoung would give Jaebum, because their bunch was pretty idiotic.

But that's what held them together.

Jaebum let his eyes ricochet off of the countless polaroids of him and his old friends that decorated his room. One of his favorites, where the youngers were hanging across his shoulders cheesing, Jackson planting himself on Jinyoung's lap while jinyoung's head rested on Jaebum's arm. Mark standing in the back with bunny ears over their heads. What a mess they were.

What a perfect mess, they were.

Jaebum shattered his own thoughts, not wanting to get trapped in his emotions any longer.

Because After all, he had an incoming call from Hyunjin.

The older quickly pressed the green button, letting the servers connect until he was able to see the other's face hovering over the camera. He didn't understand why he wanted to talk immediately after, yet he didn't care.

Jaebum liked the attention.

"How are you, sir?".

The younger flirted, glaring directly at Jaebum's overtaxed appearance.

"I should be asking you that, calling directly after are we?".

Hyunjin laughed, pressing his hand against his forehead.

"I hope you don't think I'm some type of slut. You just looked so damn good and your kisses didn't make things better. I couldn't help myself".

"What? Slut? It would be totally insane for me to think of someone as a slut when they let me fuck at first sight".