party sex 🍸 ° i.jb

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"what!? that bastard broke up with you?" youngjae exclaimed loudly, the entire milkshake shop turning their heads to the table you and youngjae sat at.

you face palmed. "maybe not let the whole goddamn world know?"

smiling cheekily, youngjae sipped on his strawberry milkshake.

"do you know why he broke up with you?" youngjae asked, staring at you intently.

you felt hot under his gaze, and pretended to look at something outside the window.

"yeah, because i'm hanging out with you too much. he doesn't like it. guess he just has trust issues," you said, glancing over at him. he was still staring at you.

"that's fucked up. im jaebum was not like this at all before. damn." youngjae picked up his milkshake, trying to get the remains on the bottom into his mouth.

sighing, you fidgeted with your straw.

placing down the milkshake, and pushing it away, youngjae licked his lips. "and how do you feel about the whole thing, darling?"

you merely shrugged. "sad, happy, confused, worried, i don't fucking know. i guess a little part of me wants him back. wants him to apologize and win me back."

youngjae nodded, and glanced at his watch. he got up, throwing a dollar bill on the table. confused, you looked up at him.

"sorry darling. i have an appointment to get to. an appointment with a certain im jaebum."

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youngjae's pov

he leaned up against his car, the calm breeze rifling up his hair, with an cigarette between his lips. 15 minutes before, youngjae had made a phone call to the phone number he never thought he'd used again.

but what surprised him was that the other line picked up.

waiting at the back of the high school, per youngjae's request, youngjae waited for jaebum.

not a minute later, the familiar old beat up ford pulled up less then 10 meters away from where youngjae stood. jaebum stepped out of the car, taking off his shades.

he mimicked youngjae by also leaning against the side of his car.

scoffing, youngjae threw the cigarette onto the floor, placing his shoe in it.

"what do you want, fucker?" jaebum said in a cold tone, narrowing his eyes at the other man.

"i'm here to talk about you and y/n," youngjae replied cockily. jaebum scoffed and looked the other way.

"i don't need a relationship therapist, at least not with the likes of you," he replied.

"i'm here to help my good friend y/n, who, if you hadn't noticed, hasn't been so good since the breakup. pretty harsh, man. a breakup over a friendship with a mere guy?"

stomping up to youngjae, jaebum grabbed by his collar, baring his teeth at him. "your not just some mere guy, fucker. you're a fucking murderer, don't you ever forget that!"

youngjae shoved jaebum off him, adjusting his collar. "still believe that? wow, what a child. you weren't even goddamn there."

"i was there long enough to know you're the responsible one for bam's death, bitch." jaebum sneered.

shaking his head, youngjae sighed. "this is another argument for another time. what i'm here for is to talk about y/n. and i'm not goddamn saying this because i care about you, but because i care about her. you better fucking do something, or else your gonna lose her to some other guy. like me, for instance." youngjae said in a cool voice, watching jaebum give hatred eyes to him.

suddenly, jaebum walked up to youngjae, grabbed his neck, and kissed him. they were all over each other, kissing ferociou-

just kidding.