Hello my lovelies!
I'm very happy about being able to show you this chapter today, and proud that I managed to write most of it in one setting. We're having some real realizations today and where love is, heartbreak might not be too far ... See for yourself, and I really hope you enjoy this chapter! <3
Love,
AkiPS: I wrote pineapple as ananas and didn't notice until I edited. Ananas is in no way English, is it? Help.
It's on Thursday morning that Yugyeom finds an invitation letter for Jinyoung's Christmas party in his mailbox.
"Are you ... okay?" Jackson looks very unsure of Yugyeom's sanity or his mental state in general, and Yugyeom can't blame him.
He's trying his hardest not to look like a nervous bundle of nerves, but that's nearly impossible when he is shifting from left to right on the couch, feet tapping on the floor, shoving the letter from one hand to the other and back while he has to look like he has been forced to drink a kettle of tea a minute ago. He's one huge atom of nervousness and Jackson, the good soul, doesn't seem to judge.
"Did you get a set date for your execution or is it the monthly bill?" he asks with a serious tone and Yugyeom hands him the letter.
Jackson leans against the edge of the table and skims it. The paper is thick and expensive, and even the printed letters look like they have been printed with an extra expensive printer and Yugyeom's just so stressed.
"Neither your execution nor your financial crisis ..." Jackson furrows his eyebrows and holds up the letter. "It's an invitation, Yugyeom."
"I know it's an invitation!" Yugyeom's not good at a lot of things, but he can read, very fast and very clearly, excuse you. "But, like, did you read it?"
"Clearly I just spent half a minute burning a hole through the paper. Of course I read it." Jackson rolls his eyes. "It's an invitation for a Christmas party. Why are you like this over an invitation?"
"It's not just a normal invitation!" Yugyeom's voice is an octave higher than normal, dammit. "It's ... it's ..."
"An invitation from ..." Jackson glances down. "Park Jinyoung?"
Yugyeom rubs his palms on his knees. "Well."
"That name sounds oddly familiar." Jackson looks at it once more and appears to be in deep thought. Of course, up to this moment, neither him nor Mark or Bambam even knew Yugyeom was friends with Jinyoung. They've never seen them together and Yugyeom's not one to talk about himself without being asked, so he just kind of let the opportunities pass, afraid they would not believe him.
Except Jackson does. He suddenly blinks, and laughs: "Isn't he the CEO of JSP Entertainment? Woah, how did you meet him? You two must be good friends for him to invite you. Didn't know you had such good contacts." He smiles and raises his eyebrows, impressed.
"Ah, we just met in the shop and somehow became friends over the last month." Yugyeom can't really explain why they get along so well, either. It feels like his mind is trying to play tricks on him, but the warmth around his hands that he remembers clearly is no lie and no imagination. "He's a really nice person."
"Then, why are you so stressed about it?" Jackson asks and hands the letter back to Yugyeom. Even the feeling of the thick paper between his fingers stresses Yugyeom out, so he quickly lays it down next to him.
"I'm not stressed because it's Jinyoung." That's the truth. "I like being around him. But ... but it's a big party with a lot of other people I don't know and it's all formal and – did you feel the paper? It's so expensive! What am I supposed to wear to a party to which the invitations are this expensive already!" Yugyeom stumbles over his words with how fast he's talking. "I mean, he sent out letters! I would have just sent a text, but I also would have worn jeans and a sweater to a party, so I definitely shouldn't wear jeans and a sweater to his party-"
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Bittersweet - |Pepigyeom|
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