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Chapter 5

Bambam rested his head on his hand; he wasn't paying attention. He started to stare into space, to him, space was Jackson Wang.

Behind Bambam was Jimin, fuming with desperation to know who his dear friend was staring at. "Seriously! Bambam, I need to know who you're staring at!" he whispered in Bambam's ear.

"Why? I knew I shouldn't have told you!" Jimin looked down, "Okay, sorry, I shouldn't have gotten into it." Bambam patted his ashamed friend on the head, "Don't worry, I'm not mad."

Jimin looked up and smiled.

"Boys!" yelled a voice "You better be listening!" the two friends jumped "You really are the chatter boxes of my class!" their teacher said sternly "A weeks detention!"

"Shit," Bambam said under is breath but then, Jackson stood up.

"Miss, please, I over heard their convocation and they were just asking each other about homework." he turned around and winked at Jimin and Bambam, then he sat down. Their teacher raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?" Bambam nodded "Yes, why wouldn't to be?" "Because you mostly rambling on about overwatch." (A/N: I love overwatch btw ;3) Bambam looked down.

He was glad Jackson stood up for him and Jimin, he was blushing hard yet Jimin didn't notice.

While the teacher was focusing on the other students-who were actually willing to learn-Bambam scribbled down a note and casted a spell on it (even though it was highly illegal to use magic inside a school building) "Give this to Jackson Wang." he told the paper.

It turned around and flew towards the older male's desk. Bambam watched him read the note.

'Thank you for standing up for me like that, I owe you one!                                                                                :)

Bambam'

Jackson smiled and wrote something on the back and threw it to Bambam, causing him to blush harder as he read the note.

'Don't worry about it, you don't owe me anything. See you at lunch cutie'

"What did he write?" Jimin asked from behind, "Nothing..." Bambam replied in a not very convincing way "Bitch! Fucking tell me!" "Jimin, keep your voice down! He just said to not worry about it!" Jimin sunk back into his seat, realising how much of a bitch he was being.

"Sorry...wait, wasn't he the dude who winked at you a couple of days ago?"

Shit! Jimin remembered! Bambam was screwed "umm, yeah, maybe?" "Is there something going on between you?" Jimin asked, getting all giggily. Bambam huffed "No! We're just friends." "Why would he wink at you then?" Jimin smirked "Fuck off!" Bambam shouted, forgetting he was in a classroom.

"Jimin, you're so annoying!" he stormed out of the classroom, almost instantly regretting what he did.

At lunch, Jimin sat with his other friends because he felt bad for Bambam and wanted to give him space so he left him alone.

But Bambam wasn't alone for long, Jackson came along and sat with him, "Are you okay?" he asked "Umm, yeah, I-I'm okay." "Are you sure? You got pretty angry back there." "Yeah I'm feeling just fine!" (A/N: hee hee) Bambam smiled "Okay then, you look pretty tired, did you get any sleep last night?"

Why did Jackson care so much about him? He should have been caring more about himself but he chose Bambam.

"No, not really." he replied "You really should care more about yourself." Jackson said with worry in his voice.

Bambam suddenly felt the need to ask him something "Jackson, can I ask you something?" "Yeah, sure." Jackson replied "Are you gay? A-and not as an offence or anything cos I am to but, are you?"

Jackson paused, "Promice me you wont judge." "I would never." Bambam replied, Jackson nodded "I am, but I'm scared to admit it, I feel insecure about it." Bambam put his hands on Jackson's shoulders "Don't be, I'm here so you can talk to me if you want to." he smiled.

Just as Bambam was going to sit back down, Jackson grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a hug "Thank you." Bambam went insane, his heart did a gymnastics routine and his brain couldn't proses what was happening.

Once Jackson had pulled away, Bambam looked up at him in amazement "I-I-" "Hey, lets exchange numbers!" Jackson suggested "u-uh, sure!" Bambam beamed, his face flushing pink.

Once they had exchanged numbers, they just spent the rest of lunch chatting and joking around.

Everything was alright.

A/N: Guess who's back after years and years of planning this chapter..?

ME! I'M BACK!!

I really hope you enjoyed and didn't get SUUUUUUPER  pissed that this took ages so...yeah that's all! Btw, I'm trying to think of what I should call my followers (even though I have, like, seven) so leave your suggestions in the comments! 

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