He's A Little| Yugbam

chapter 1

"I just...I just don't know if I should let him live alone with a stranger, Jacks," Mark says, sighing.

Jackson reaches over to grab the brunette's hand and squeezes it. "I'm sure Yugyeom can take care of himself. He's twenty-one, for god's sake."

"Did you forget what happened to him when he was sixteen?" 

"Don't remind me of that son of a bitch."

"Hey, hyungs. What are you two talking about?" comes a new voice, opening the fridge.

"Nothing, Gyeom," Jackson replies, smiling back at the youngest.  "We were just talking about you moving out, and how lonely we're going to be." 

Yugyeom smiles, taking out a slice of pizza. "Don't worry. You'll have each other."

"But it won't be the same," Mark says, wiping his eyes. "We're going to miss having to wake up because you burned breakfast, we're going to miss the way you sometimes have nightmares, and make us stay with you until you go back to sleep, we're going to miss a lot of things, honey." 

"Aww, I'm going to miss you guys too. In fact, the only reason I'm moving is because of school. If I could I would stay here all my life. Well, not really, but you know what I mean." Yugyeom smiles softly, squeezing Jackson's and Mark's hands.

"Don't make me cry, Kim Yugyeom," Jackson says jokingly as he rubs his eyes.

Yugyeom smiles before he gets up. "Speaking of moving out, I have to continue packing."

"Okay," Mark says. "Wait, Gyeom, do you know who your roommate is?" 

The ravenette thinks about it for a moment before he shakes his head. "No clue."

Mark gives Jackson a look, which the younger brunette ignores. 

"Okay, you can continue packing now, Gyeom," he says.

Yugyeom nods and walks off to his room. Jackson and Mark look at each other, and Mark stands up, stressed.

"See, I told you, Wang," he says. "I'm sorry, but I am not going to let Yugyeom move." 

Jackson stands up as well, cupping Mark's face. "Babe, you need to stop worrying. It's going to be okay. Just...you have to believe in Yugyeom, m'kay? Besides, he took that defense class last year, and he always has his pepper spray with him. So calm down." 

Mark sighs, resting his hands on Jackson's. "Fine."

The younger smiles and pecks Mark's lips before it turns out into a heated make-out session. 

"Okay, I love that you two love each other, but please...save that for your bedroom," Yugyeom interrupts, making a disgusted face.

The older two pull away, Mark blushing in embarrassment. 

"Thank you," Yugyeom says in relief. "Anyway, can we eat now? I'm hungry." 

Mark chuckles, hesitantly pulling away from Jackson. "Sure, Gyeom. I'll start dinner."

--

The days pass, and it is now the day that Yugyeom has to move out and into his new dorm. Currently, the three are hauling the youngest's stuff into his new apartment, trying to not make the stuff block anything.

"I'm surprised your roommate isn't home," Mark comments, sitting down on Yugyeom's bed.

"Yeah, me too," he agrees.

Jackson comes in the room, having tear stains on his cheeks. Mark and Yugyeom immediately rush over toward him in concern.

"Jackie, what's wrong?" Mark asks, cupping the brunette's face.

"I...I w-was going t-through Yugyeom's b-baby photos, a-and other p-photos and I-I realized h-how much I-I'm going t-to miss h-him," Jackson replies, starting to cry again.

"Aww, hyung," Yugyeom says, engulfing Jackson into a hug.

"Please don't leave, Gyeom," Jackson begs.

Yugyeom pulls away, starting to cry as well. "You know I can't, hyung."

"You guys, stop," Mark says abruptly, slightly surprising the younger two. "Jacks, I know Yugyeom leaving is going to be hard, but we're going to have to deal with it. He's twenty-one, for god's sake. We're going to have to deal with it. And Yugyeom, you don't know how much I'm going to fucking miss you." 

Yugyeom starts to sob and Jackson joins. The three engulf each other into a group hug. Five minutes later they pull away and laugh, wiping their tears.

"So is this all the stuff?" Jackson asks, looking around.

Yugyeom sniffled, wiping his tears away. "Y-yeah." 

"Guess we're going to have to leave now..." Mark whispers.

Yugyeom nods and sniffles, hugging the older two one by one before hugging them together. "I promise to visit when I can."

"Call us and text us every day," Jackson orders.

"Okay."

"Love you, Gyeom," Mark and Jackson say in unison.

"Love you too, hyungs."

The three hug each other again before the older two sadly walk out of the dorm. Yugyeom sighs and looks around at his boxes before he walks toward one, opening it to start unpacking.

-

"Our baby's all grown up, Jackie," Mark says as they walk toward their car.

Jackson sighs, rubbing the older's arm. They continue walking until they bump into another person.

"Oops, sorry," he mutters.

Mark smiles, bowing slightly. "It's okay."

The male then walks away without saying anything. Mark and Jackson shrug and continue walking.

--

Yugyeom sighs as he hangs some of his clothes in his closet. His phone then starts ringing, making the ravenette jump and rush to answer it. The male walks rapidly toward the living room and sees that he has missed a call from an unknown number. Yugyeom swallows heavily and blocks the number. He sighs and bites his bottom lip. 

The door then opens, making Yugyeom jump and drop his phone. "Shit."

A male enters the apartment, not noticing the other male, and closes the door behind him.

"Hi," Yugyeom greets, a bit softly to not startle the male. "Are you...Kunpimook Bhuwakul?" 

"Oh, you scared me," he says, placing a hand over his heart as he sighs in relief. "Yeah, I am. But you can call me Bambam. You must be...Kim Yugyeom right?" 

Yugyeom nods, smiling softly back. "Yeah. Nice to meet you." 

"Nice to meet you, too," Bambam returns. "Do you need help packing?"

"No, I'm okay, thanks," Yugyeom replies. "Now, if you excuse me, I'ma go back to packing," he says, smiling before crouching down to pick up his phone and walk away.

Bambam shrugs off his coat and sets it on the couch. "Damn, does that guy have an ass."

Meanwhile, Yugyeom softly closes the door behind him, resting against it. He looks up at the ceiling and swallows heavily again. He puts his hand over his chest to calm his beating heart. His phone then dings, alerting him of a new message. Or a reminder for himself.

Remember: do not go into littlespace when roommate is around.