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Jinyoung returned to his dorm wearing a large grin, practically waltzing into the room. Jackson watched as he entered with a pep in his step, cocking his head in curiosity of the younger's oddly good mood.

"Well, you're happy." He stated aloud.

Jinyoung hummed, taking a look around and realizing someone was missing. "Is Mark gone?"

"Nope." A voice that stemmed from behind Jinyoung answered, the man in question emerging from the bathroom.

Jinyoung quickly realized that Mark was still shirtless, then he looked over at Jackson who also wore nothing on his upper half. He'd been so caught up in his and Jaebum's time together that he totally forgot when he last left the couple, they were in the midst of getting it on. "Oh, hey. Uh, am I interrupting?"

Mark waved away the worried question. "Nah, we just finished round three; Jackson doesn't have anything left in him to go again."

Jinyoung's nose scrunched in disgust. "I didn't need all the detail but... okay."

"Did you bring me back anything from the cafe?" Jackson asked as he sat up and swung his legs off the side of his bed.

The younger shook his head. "No? Why would I even think about you?"

"I thought we were getting close and you were becoming a caring friend or something?"

"Not enough to spend my own money on you."

"Yet." Jackson crossed his arms, a pout of disappointment on his lips.

"Well, you were at the cafe for quite a long time." Mark interjected to change the subject. "Shouldn't it be closed by now?"

"Oh, well I ran into Jae-"  Jinyoung paused, suddenly remembering the constant teasing he'll be put through if he actually exposed where he really was. He shut his mouth, shaking his head at the two whose eyes were already lit up with excitement. "Nothing."

"Jaebum!?" Jackson squealed as he vibrated excitedly.

Jinyoung rolled his eyes at the over-exaggerated reaction. "Why are you so happy about it?"

"'Cus you and him are adorable!" 

"Am I able to go back to my dorm or is Jaebum cleaning up stains?" Mark asked, brows suggestively wiggling in Jinyoung's direction.

"No! We didn't do anything like that-" Jinyoung again paused, realizing that what he'd just said wasn't exactly true. They hadn't done anything like what Mark and Jackson thought they had, but they had in fact left stains in their own boxers that were reminders of what they did do. "Well, except..."

Jackson gasped, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. "Except? Except what!?"

"N-Nothing!" Jinyoung retorted. He ultimately decided not to go too much into detail about what he and Jaebum did behind closed doors; especially not to people who wouldn't let him live it down for weeks.

"Liar! You two fucked didn't you!" Jackson guessed, seeming happier about it than Jinyoung even was.

"We didn't!"

"He fingered you?"

"Jackson stop!" Jinyoung groaned, running a hand down his face as he turned away to hide his blush. "I'm gonna go change my pants, you guys are too invasive."

Jackson turned to Mark, jutting his thumb in Jinyoung's direction. "They totally jerked each other off."

"Shut up!"

"Why else would you need to change your cum filled pants!? My, my, Jinyoung, you've gotten so dirty!"

"What part of shut up don't you get!?"

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