“Are you okay? Sorry about the whole act, I have to keep it going while interacting with customers,” His lip piercing glinted in the light.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” Soobin stuttered.
His fingers were still tightly intertwined with the actors.
“I just wanted to get you out of there. You looked really uncomfortable and I overheard your friend saying something about a panic attack?”
He wore a loose black muscle tee tucked into a pair of black jeans. A black bandana hung around his neck.
“Yeah, this really isn’t my thing,” Soobin shamefully explained.
A pair of heavy boots covered his feet. His eyes traveled back up to the boy’s face, which wore an amused smile. He clearly noticed Soobin checking him out.
“Well, there’s a door to the back entrance over there,” The boy motioned with his head, “Or you could stay with me if you want? We’re not supposed to let customers back here, but I’ve already broken the rule.”
Soobin felt his face heat up, he was suddenly thankful for the dark atmosphere.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Juyeon wishes his roommate would just shut the fuck up and if the best way to make that happen is by shoving his face into the pillows every night then so be it.
Relationship: Lee Juyeon/Eric Sohn
Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Rough Sex, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Fuckbuddies
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
You obviously don't have to pay attention to this but I will be moving all my existing stories (only the ship ones, not x reader) over there and will hopefully be posting new stories as well!
Summery: Jaehyun's finally decided to confess. Johnny and Taeyong have as well.
Word Count: 3k
Part 1
Taeyong was way too hyper to have just gotten off a thirteen hour flight. Jaehyun was doing his best to keep the boy entertained by listening to his mindless chattering, adding his input every now and then. Johnny had passed out in the backseat soon after climbing in the car, his light snoring being heard behind Taeyong's enthusiastic voice.
"And I met this friend of Johnny's, Noah," Taeyong rambled, studying for Jaehyun's reaction. "He has two girlfriends and the girls are dating each other as well. I've heard of relationships like that before, but I've never seen them, it's interesting. What do you think?"
If Johnny were awake he would've slapped Taeyong across the head for his lack of subtlety.
"I don't know," Jaehyun shrugged, trying to keep his composure, "If it makes them happy then who cares really?"
Jaehyun wanted to slam his head against the steering wheel. Why'd Taeyong have to bring that subject up the day Jaehyun was planning to confess.
"Well yeah, but I was more so asking how you personally feel about it. Would you be in a relationship like that?"
Jaehyun gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white, "W-What?"
"Tae," Johnny suddenly hissed from the backseat, "Can you quiet down? And stop questioning Jaehyun, he's trying to focus on the road."
Taeyong caught the warning, but he was never one to listen to others.
"What are you? His mom?" He scoffed.
Johnny rolled his eyes, "I just don't think now's the right time."
"I'm his friend too, you know. I can talk to him without you policing me."
"I'm not trying to police you," Johnny softened his voice upon seeing Taeyong's pout.
"Sure seems like you are."
Jaehyun wishes he could say he wasn't used to this, but sadly this isn't the first time the couple had a quarrel with him being the subject.
"Tae," Jaehyun cut off the banter before it got heated. "We're here, order your food."
Thankfully Taeyong was a lot calmer after his stomach was filled. The rest of the ride was relatively peaceful, Johnny and Taeyong had kept their bickering to a minimum, and Jaehyun was more than relieved when the two older boys fell fast asleep.
The clock read 12 A.M. when Jaehyun finally pulled into Johnny and Taeyong’s driveway. Taeyong’s food cravings had made them a little later than they were supposed to be, throwing Jaehyun’s plan completely off track. What was he thinking? They were probably exhausted and didn’t have the time nor energy for Jaehyun’s pathetic confession. He would tell them tomorrow, or maybe the day after that, or the day after that, or maybe just not at all, that would be cool, right?
“Jae?”
Jaehyun jumped in surprise, being too caught up in his own thoughts to notice the other two boys moving around.
“You okay? You seemed a little out of it there,” Johnny reached forward from the back seat and caressed Jaehyun’s hair in a soft way that made Jaehyun completely melt.
“Yeah, sorry. I’m just tired,” Jaehyun excused, not exactly lying.
“Why don’t you stay with us tonight?” Taeyong offered, smiling mischievously at Johnny who smiled back at his boyfriend’s quick thinking.
“Sure, if you’re really okay with that,” Jaehyun answered nervously, his eyes shooting between the couple.
“Of course we are, let’s go straight in. We can grab our stuff in the morning.”
Jaehyun allowed himself to be led in by Johnny, feeling too nervous to move on his own. This was his chance, he could stay the night, confess in the morning, and if things went badly, take his leave.
Johnny smiled upon seeing Jaehyun’s far off gaze, thinking it was tiredness. This side of Jaehyun was one of his favourites. Usually Jaehyun was calm and mature, he liked taking care of others, and would go out of his way to do that. Some times, however, when Jaehyun felt tired, anxious, or sad, he would become very baby-like and helpless. Johnny also knew, from the few times he had taken care of him when sick, that Jaehyun craved affection when he wasn’t feeling his best.
Johnny ushered Jaehyun into the elevator, Taeyong following behind. Taeyong was rocking back and forth on the heels on his feet in excitement, from both being home again, and their upcoming confession to Jaehyun. How he managed to constantly have that much energy, Johnny would never understand.
Jaehyun felt as if his insides were crawling around. Despite Johnny being one of the reasons for his nervousness, he was also Jaehyun’s best friend, so naturally, Jaehyun leaned against him for comfort. Much like Jaehyun naturally leaned into him, Johnny naturally adjusted so that Jaehyun would be more comfortable.
Taeyong smiled at the sight, he both envied and loved the natural flow between the two friends. Everything went so smoothly between them, Taeyong could only wish for a connection like that. He just didn’t notice the way that Jaehyun’s pinky hooked perfectly around his upon seeing the pout on the older’s face.
They definitely looked crazy to the couple standing in front of the elevator when it opened, all three of them practically cuddled up, but they didn’t care. Nodding to his neighbors, Johnny led both the boys to their apartment. They could all feel the tension once the door had been shut. Taeyong had snuck his hand into Jaehyun’s at some point, and upon looking down, Jaehyun gained a weird sense of confidence.
“I know it’s late,” Jaehyun started, his brain not even processing his words before he said them. “but I want-no, need to talk to you guys about something.”
Johnny and Taeyong looked at each other with shocked expressions.
“We actually had something we wanted to talk to you about as well,” Johnny responded, “but it might take awhile, and it’s already late, so we should get changed into something more comfortable first.”
The two younger boys agreed, following Johnny into his and Taeyong’s bedroom. Johnny picked out some clothes that would fit Jaehyun, the younger disappearing into the bathroom despite having changed in front of both the other boys before.
“What do you think he wants to tell us?” Taeyong whispered.
“No idea,” Johnny shrugged, pulling a large T-shirt over his head.
“You don’t think-” Taeyong paused, pulling on one of Johnny’s shirts as well.
Johnny smiled upon seeing his boyfriend drowning in his shirt and motioned for him to continue.
“Well, what if he’s dating someone, and he wants to introduce us?”
Johnny hadn’t thought of that. Honestly, Jaehyun hadn’t dated anyone since they’ve known each other, not that he knows of at least. Johnny recalled, with blushing cheeks, that he had been Jaehyun’s first kiss. Running a finger over his bottom lip, he wondered whether he had been Jaehyun’s only kiss. Selfishly, he hoped so.
“I really, really hope that’s not the case,” Johnny sighed, hopelessly.
Jaehyun stood in front of the bathroom mirror blushing deeply, obsessed with Johnny’s smell surrounding him and the way his shirt was a little too big on him. Jaehyun was tall, standing at 180cm, but he loved feeling small and Johnny made him feel just that. Even though Taeyong was shorter, he somehow made Jaehyun feel tiny as well, with his constant babying of the younger.
When Johnny said that him and Taeyong had something to tell him his first thought was that they were getting married. Strangely, he was at peace with this. He’ll confess, they’ll say that they love each other and they’re getting married, and Jaehyun will be the best man at their wedding. A little dramatic, but whatever, the tiredness had finally caught up to him.
He strutted out of the bathroom with false confidence. Taeyong and Johnny were already in the living room, speaking in hushed tones. They went quiet once they noticed him walk in. Jaehyun cocked his head, but ignored their strange behavior. He walked in front of them and took a seat on the floor in front of their coffee table. Crossing his legs under him, he laid his arms on the table and rested his chin on the backs on his hands, looking up the older boys with expecting eyes.
They melted at the sight. Johnny had the urge to reach out and pet his hair, but refrained when thinking of the possibility of Jaehyun being in a relationship. He realized, quite harshly, that their affections might have to stop if Jaehyun has a boyfriend or girlfriend. Johnny’s boyfriend didn’t mind them being affectionate, but well, now he fully knows why.
Taeyong also had the same urge, he however, didn’t consider Jaehyun’s fictional relationship, and outwardly cooed while running his fingers through the boy’s soft locks. Jaehyun hummed, nuzzling into Taeyong’s hand. Johnny pinched Taeyong’s thigh to get him to focus. The pink-haired giggled lightly before pulling away from a hazy Jaehyun.
“Do you guys wanna go first?” Jaehyun asked.
“No, you go,” Taeyong answered quickly, covering it up with, “It sounded important.”
If Jaehyun was in a relationship they wanted to know before stupidly asking him to be in a relationship with them.
“Ah okay,” Jaehyun chuckled nervously, leaning back to the palms of his hands. “Where do I even start?”
He pondered for a second. If he was gonna confess he might as well tell the whole story, he could blame it on the exhaustion in the morning.
“Do you remember the day we met?” Johnny nodded, of course he did. “I do. I could never forget it, because I swear that’s the day I fell in love with you.”
His bluntness left Johnny breathless, he stayed silent, wanting to hear every word that Jaehyun said.
“I was head over heels from day one, but I never said anything cause I didn’t feel like I stood a chance. Well, except for that time you took my first kiss, that was cruel of you Johnny Seo,” Jaehyun sneered, but Johnny knew him well enough by now to know that no cruel intentions stood behind it.
Johnny unintentionally let his fingers ghost over his lips. It had been years, but his lips had never lost the feeling of Jaehyun’s. Taeyong’s eyebrows rose at Jaehyun’s words, that was new information to him.
“We never mentioned it again, but I can’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard I try. And then we met you,” Jaehyun’s eyes wandered over to Taeyong, the older shrinking under his gaze. “You and Johnny started dating, and I wanted to hate you. I wanted to so bad.”
Taeyong wanted to apologize. To apologize to both of them. His insecurities were correct, they loved each other and Taeyong had gotten between them.
“But I could never hate you, because the more I got to know you the harder I fell. It’s bad enough to be in love with your best friend, but your best friend and his boyfriend? That’s a whole different level, but that’s the truth. It’s crazy, but I’m in love, with both of you.”
Johnny was absolutely speechless. Taeyong had the opposite, and possibly worst, reaction. His hands shot to his mouth in shock, and after hearing Jaehyun’s final sentence he broke into a grin, small giggles following soon after, then full out laughter. He laughed in happiness, at the craziness of it all. Needless to say, he wasn’t good in these situations, but in his defense, he had never been confessed to like this before. He fell against Johnny, shaking his shoulder in excitement. The older snapped out of his shock and smiled as well, trying to cover it with his hand.
“He’s in love with us,” Taeyong grinned, Johnny’s own grin growing more at the reminder.
Their moment was cut short by a hurt voice ringing out.
“Are-are you laughing at me?” Jaehyun’s hurt expression sent glass shooting into the hearts of the older couple who scrambled over to him in a panic.
Johnny got to him first, letting out a pained hiss as he hit his knee on the corner of the table. He quickly pulled Jaehyun into his side to reassure him. Taeyong literally clambered over the table and plopped down on Jaehyun’s other side with a painful thud. He threw his legs over the younger’s and scooted closer to the two.
“We weren’t laughing, it’s just-” Taeyong broke out into another grin, slapping a hand over his mouth, he flopped onto his back, nudging Johnny with his foot so that the older would continue for him.
Johnny instead grabbed onto his ankle and yanked on it, “I think it’s time we told him what we wanted to talk to him about.”
Jaehyun was utterly confused and slightly hurt. The laughing stung a little, but he guessed it could’ve been worse.
Taeyong finally composed himself and sat back up, motioning for Johnny to continue.
“I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember.”
Jaehyun almost fainted.
“I- fuck, I never thought I had a chance either. That night I kissed you, it was purely on impulse, but I never regretted it. Okay, I did feel extremely guilty about taking your first kiss without your permission, which is why I never brought it back up again,” Johnny smiled shyly, “I liked Taeyong when I first met him, and I thought after some time I would stop loving you, but it never happened. Instead I fell in love with both of you.”
Jaehyun didn’t have time to fully process Johnny’s side of the story before Taeyong started telling his.
“I was head over heels the moment I met both of you. I was in paradise those first few months,” Taeyong sighed, back to dramatics, and sprawled out on his back. “Flirting and crushing on the two hot best friends. When Johnny asked me out, I was over the moon, but also upset cause no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t lose feelings for the cute roommate I had. Soon I started to notice the weird tension between you two and it wasn’t hard to put two and two together. Strangely, I found out that I really didn’t mind my boyfriend having feelings for another boy, as long as that boy was none other than Jung Jaehyun. I kept quiet about mine and Johnny’s feelings for you because it was just easier that way honestly. We could be in a relationship and still show as much affection for you as we wanted. I guess I didn’t really consider how you may have felt,” Taeyong mumbles guiltily, “but I didn’t know how else it could’ve worked. Until I saw a poly couple while on YouTube. Even then I wasn’t sure how to bring it up. Luckily Johnny’s friend was a great way to ease into it.”
After Taeyong finished, all Jaehyun could do was flit his eyes between the two dumbly.
“You two aren’t joking, right?”
Johnny rolled his eyes at the younger and pulled him forward by his nape, their lips colliding. They had both been waiting so long for this, and now that it was happening it left them both wondering what they had been waiting for, as it was just that easy. Taeyong squealed as the two kissed, having a short fanboy moment.
After pulling apart, Jaehyun barely had time to catch his breath before Taeyong pulled him into a kiss. Johnny’s heart swelled as he watched the boys- his boys, giggle into each other’s mouths. Jaehyun’s dimples were prominent and Taeyong’s soft pink hair fell across his forehead, they looked so soft, so happy. Johnny was happy, suffocating in it as he felt as if he couldn’t breathe. Something inside of him had been filled as soon as Jaehyun had said he loved them, and it’s about to make him burst.
Jaehyun and Taeyong’s make-out session was interrupted by Jaehyun yawning cutely.
“Tired?” Johnny questioned, smiling at the way Taeyong and Jaehyun nodded simultaneously.
“Let’s get to sleep.”
The three stood, wincing at the soreness in their legs from sitting for so long. Johnny once again led the way, stopping once he noticed that there was only one person following him. He turned and saw Jaehyun standing in front of the long couch, rubbing his eyes. They always kept a blanket and pillow on the couch for when Jaehyun stayed over, but now Johnny figured they should move the pillow to their bed.
“Whatcha doing?” Johnny questioned, loving the way colour flushed to Jaehyun’s cheeks.
“Going to the couch,” Jaehyun stuttered, “That’s where I’m sleeping tonight, isn’t it?”
“As if,” Taeyong scoffed, stomped back over to him, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him back to where Johnny stood waiting.
Jaehyun stood at the bottom of bed, not exactly sure what to do. Plus something was still on his mind, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep without it being answered. Taeyong and Johnny climbed into bed, leaving space between them for their third to climb in. Glancing up, Taeyong noticed Jaehyun playing with his fingers at the end of their bed.
Worried that they were making him uncomfortable, he spoke up, “Hey, what’s wrong?”
Hearing Taeyong’s question, Johnny shot his attention to the youngest.
“I’m sorry, but I just- does this mean we’re like?” Jaehyun didn’t finish the question, too scared to bring up the word dating or boyfriends.
Luckily Johnny caught on, pulling him onto the bed with them, “Yes, I’ve waited long enough to call you mine, I’m not waiting any longer.”
Now having his question answered, and being more than satisfied with the answer, Jaehyun climbed between the boys, facing Taeyong and having Johnny instantly wrap his arms around him. Taeyong snuggled up to him as well, bumping their noses together.
After a moment of peaceful silence, Taeyong pouted, “He is coming with us on the next vacation, right?”
The other two couldn’t help but to laugh at the pink-haired’s question.
“Of course he is,” Johnny answered, “We might die without our boy there.”
Summery: In which Jaehyun is planning out how to confess to his best friend and his best friend’s boyfriend that he’s in love with the both of them. Meanwhile the Johntae couple is talking about how crazy it would be if they asked Jaehyun to join their relationship, they’d never do that, haha….unless?
Word Count: 1.9k
The keys shook in Jaehyun’s hand. One hour until their plane landed. One hour until Jaehyun possibly ruined the greatest friendship he’s ever had, but not saying anything was tearing him apart. One hour until his best friend Johnny and Johnny’s boyfriend, Taeyong, gets back from their vacation to Johnny’s childhood hometown, Chicago.
Jaehyun was stupid, so stupid, Johnny has just taken Taeyong to his childhood home, they were in love, and Jaehyun was confessing to them for what? He wasn’t expecting them to return the feelings, and he definitely wasn’t hoping for them to break up, he just doesn’t know anymore. Jaehyun unlocked his car before climbing in. He started the car up, but didn’t move anymore after that. He stared straight ahead at his apartment complex unblinkingly. Hopefully they’ll let him down easily, that way his hopes would be crushed, but not enough to shatter him completely. He doesn’t know why he allowed himself to get deluded into thinking they might feel the same anyway; he knew Taeyong’s lingering touches meant nothing and Johnny’s sweet words and soft touches were nothing but friendliness, but Jaehyun’s mind became too clouded with the affection and he not only let his feelings for Johnny grow more, but let new ones form for Taeyong. He must be an attention whore, that’s all there is to it. Jaehyun finally reversed his car out of the parking space and started off in the direction of the airport. He’s not even sure how this all started. He met Johnny in high school and the pair instantly clicked, despite Johnny being two grades above him. People used to joke that they were connected at the hip, they went and did everything together. Jaehyun fell for him the moment the taller boy glanced his way, and his feelings stuck around for the rest of their high school days. Jaehyun ignored it the best he could, but eventually Jaehyun allowed his hopes to get up, his graduation night.
They had decided to skip out on all the parties, Jaehyun was never a big fan of them. (Johnny was, but he’d do anything to make Jaehyun happy, and if skipping out on the biggest party of the year was the way to do it, then so be it.) Instead they spent their night at Jaehyun’s house, building a fort out of cardboard boxes that were supposed to be used to pack up Jaehyun’s stuff for university. They had put on a movie that was quickly forgotten about as the two engaged in conversation. The topic soon went to Johnny blushing while recalling how awkward his first kiss was.
“It was awful- stop laughing!- I didn’t know I was gay! It’s not my fault!”
Jaehyun was giggling at Johnny’s story, but turned red once he heard the following sentence.
“What was your first kiss like?”
Admitting to his crush that he’d never kissed anyone isn’t the worst thing Jaehyun’s ever done, but it’s definitely on the list. He was in the middle of rambling out an excuse when he was stopped by a pair of lips pressing against his. When Johnny pulled back his face was just as shocked as Jaehyun’s, but he quickly covered it up with a smirk.
“There, now you’ve had your first kiss, you can stop rambling.”
They never brought the kiss back up again. That didn’t stop Jaehyun’s mind from wandering back to it every now and then, and he wondered whether Johnny sometimes thought back to it as well.
Jaehyun, of course, decided to attend the same university as Johnny. They weren’t, however, able to pick their own roommates. Johnny had taken a year off, so while this was supposed to be his third year, it was only his second, and the year before he had gotten paired with a Thai exchange student named Ten. Jaehyun was not looking forward to meeting his roommate. Johnny had gotten lucky with his roommate, but there was no guarantee that he wouldn’t get a crazy person that would try and murder him.
His worries soon vanished as, he didn’t get a murderer, he got paired with Lee Taeyong, a second year that, like Johnny, had taken a year break. Jaehyun and Taeyong became quick friends, but Taeyong and Johnny became more. Even though Johnny was his crush, Jaehyun couldn’t dislike Taeyong, not when he was so nice, and always tried to include him, and gave nice hugs, and was so, so pretty, and- oh fuck. As if having feelings for your best friend wasn’t bad enough, Jaehyun now had feelings for his best friend’s boyfriend too. He never mentioned his feelings to either of them, but all of their friends they gained along the way caught on, especially Kim Doyoung, who had a ‘put up or shut up’ attitude about the whole thing.
A whole year of Doyoung telling him to just confess and Jaehyun finally had enough of it, what did he have to lose anyway? His original plan was to confess before they left, but he scrapped that after deciding that possibly ruining their couples vacation before it even started was a bad idea, but he can’t back out now.
Jaehyun’s heart rate picked up as he parked at the airport. His hands shook as he closed the door and locked the car, almost dropping his keys in the process. He spotted Taeyong’s pastel pink hair immediately upon entering the building. Taeyong and Johnny both broke into grins once they saw him and began running over to him. Well, here goes nothing.
~*~
Taeyong was surprisingly not tired even after twelve hours in a plane.
“Only one hour left,” He grinned.
Johnny only nodded in response, mind foggy with sleep.
“So,” Taeyong hummed, snuggling his head against Johnny’s shoulder. “That friend of your’s, Noah, that relationship he’s in with two girlfriends, that’s interesting.”
Taeyong had been trying to think of a way to bring up that type of relationship for awhile now, it just so happens that Johnny's friend was the perfect lead-up.
Johnny adjusted slightly so that he was facing his boyfriend and lifted an eyebrow, “Is there something wrong with it?”
“No, no, that’s not what I meant,” Taeyong explained, “I think it’s really interesting, the dynamics of it and all.”
Johnny smiled slightly, “Are you trying to tell me you wanna try it out?”
Taeyong crinkled his nose, pretending to be deep in thought, “I don’t know, maybe if we met the right person.”
“Ah,” Johnny teased, “So you don’t have someone in mind?”
“I don’t know,” Taeyong mumbled, “Okay, if we had to pick one of our friends, who would it be?”
“Are you asking me which of our friends I would willingly fuck?”
“Yes.”
Johnny burst out into laughter, “That’s a tough one.”
“No it’s not,” Taeyong scoffed playfully.
“Oh, so you think you know which of our friends I’d want to be in a polygamous relationship with?”
“Well, yeah, Jaehyun.”
Way to be subtle, Tae.
Johnny’s smirk fell, his cheeks dusting over with pink. He furrowed his eyebrows and chuckled nervously.
“Why him? Jaehyun’s my best friend.”
Taeyong sighed, and leaned back against his seat, throwing his hands around to further his point, “Cause, you know.”
Johnny shook his head, “No, I don’t.”
“Johnny, come on,” Taeyong grinned lazily.
“What?” Johnny asked defensively.
“You think I’m not aware that you’ve had feelings for him the entire time we’ve been dating?”
Johnny’s hands went ice cold. He couldn’t deny that Jaehyun held a piece of him, but he loved Taeyong. He loved Taeyong so much, and it’s not like he ever had a chance with Jaehyun in the first place.
“I can’t um-” Johnny stumbled over his words, playing with Taeyong’s slender fingers. “You don’t deserve to be lied to, so yes, I do feel something for Jaehyun, but I love you, and if in some strange other dimension, Jaehyun felt the same towards me, it’d still be you, I’d choose you.”
Taeyong took the opportunity being handed to him and inhaled deeply, grabbing Johnny’s hand in his own, “Who said you’d have to choose?”
“What?”
“What I’m trying to say,” Taeyong started, his nerves jumping about, “is that I’m not mad at you for having feelings for him, because how couldn’t you?”
Johnny expression formed into one of understanding and relief.
“Jaehyun, he’s- he’s something else,” Taeyong sighed, gazing down with eyes filled with adoration, “I fell for him the moment he walked into the room, and when you visited later that day, I knew I was fucked ‘cause the same happened with you. I was crazy about the both of you, and when you asked me out I thought my feelings for Jaehyun would fade, but they never did. Yours didn’t either, huh?”
Johnny shook his head, “No, they didn’t.”
“Well, we’re both fucked then,” Taeyong giggled.
Johnny grinned in response, “I guess so.”
“Unless,” Taeyong had that look on his face that meant he had a plan.
“Oh boy,” Johnny groaned.
“We could ask him to join us?”
“And if he says no?” Johnny quirked an eyebrow.
“Then we pretend it never happened,” Taeyong said determinedly, crossing his arms across his chest proudly.
“This is a bad idea,” Johnny mumbled, "Isn't it too sudden?"
“Maybe,” Taeyong agreed, “but what do we have to lose?”
“Jaehyun,” Johnny answered.
Just then the plane’s signal went off saying they were about to land.
“Jaehyun’s not like that, he wouldn’t ditch us over something like this. Plus, I know he at least likes you,” Taeyong spoke, a tinge of jealousy lacing his voice.
“Yeah right,” Johnny rolled his eyes, “He’s more likely to like you. Have you seen the way he acts whenever you touch him?”
“He acts that way when you touch him too!” Taeyong exclaimed.
“Doubt it,” Johnny mumbled.
They didn’t get the chance to continue the argument as the plane had already landed. After gathering their suitcases, the pair made their way to the front where they were supposed to meet up with Jaehyun, who would be their ride home.
“We should ask him today,” Taeyong suddenly spoke up.
“Tae,” Johnny sighed.
“Come on, it’s perfect. A confession after a separation.”
Johnny rolled his eyes at his boyfriend’s dramatics.
“Plus, if it goes wrong, we can leave with the excuse of ‘we’re tired’.”
“You’ve got a point there,” Johnny agreed, “Fine, today, but you better hope this doesn’t go wrong.”
“It won’t, I can feel it,” Taeyong reassured.
Taeyong turned and excitedly tugged on Johnny’s sleeve. The couple broke out into grins upon seeing their third and quickly sprinted towards him. Johnny watched Taeyong practically knock Jaehyun over with the impact of his hug, so he just settled for going behind the pair and hugging the both of them.
“Finally,” Taeyong grinned, “We missed our boy, you’re gonna have to come on the next vacation with us or we might die.”
Luckily the subtle flirting wasn’t unusual for Taeyong, so Jaehyun just brushed it off with a giggle.
“Whatever, stop with the dramatics.”
Jaehyun released Taeyong, forcing the latter to let go of his death grip on the younger. Johnny let go of Taeyong, but stayed in place with his arms around Jaehyun’s waist. He bent over enough to rest his chin on Jaehyun’s shoulder. Jaehyun’s heart was malfunctioning. The pair were being extra clingy with him today, maybe distance does make the heart grow fonder?
“I’m starving, can we get something to eat before we go home?” Taeyong pouted, giving Jaehyun his best puppy eyes.
Before Jaehyun could respond, Johnny had cut him off.
“Tae, I’m tired,” The taller male groaned.
“But-” Taeyong started.
“How about,” Jaehyun cut the boy off before the couple started bickering, “I quickly pick up some takeout on the way, that way Tae can get his food, and Johnny can nap on the ride home?”
“Okay!” Taeyong quickly agreed and Johnny nodded in agreement, snuggling further into Jaehyun’s shoulder.
“Let’s go,” Jaehyun spoke softly, running his fingers through Johnny’s brown hair.
Johnny reluctantly let go of Jaehyun and grabbed a hold of his bags. Taeyong shot him a quick wink. Well, here goes nothing.
Summery: Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fucking dream I'm living in
Inspired by Radio by Lana Del Rey
Word Count: 440
The endless black above them provided comfort for the two souls. Glistening stars were the only thing in their vision for miles on end. Their intertwined hands had gone numb from the cold as the hood of the car simply did not give off enough heat to keep them warm, but they didn’t mind, this moment was worth it. The soft sound of the car radio filled their ears, and the green below them danced along. The younger’s eyes began to flutter shut. Namjoon chuckled, watching his boyfriend attempt to fight off sleep.
“Go to sleep,” He mumbled, brushing Jungkook’s hair out of his face.
Jungkook shook his head,”I don’t wanna miss it.”
“You won’t,” The older reassured, kissing the boy’s rosy cheeks. “I’ll wake you.”
Jungkook finally accepted the tiredness washing over him and shut his eyes. Soon light snoring could be heard alongside the radio. Namjoon pulled the younger to his chest and laid so that the other would be comfortable. There, at that moment, he felt complete. Sure they had their hardships, but lying there, with Jungkook sprawled across his chest, he knew that this was worth everything and more. Suddenly he grinned, shaking jungkook lightly.
Jungkook groaned as he rubbed his eyes,”It’s time?”
“Yeah, look up, little one.”
The boy shot up at the sight. Meteors, thousands of them, shot through the sky, making the black light up like fireworks.
“Wow,” He breathed out, mesmerised by the balls of light.
“You like it?” Namjoon nudged him.
Jungkook only nodded in response. The meteor shower was beautiful, but nothing could take Namjoon’s eyes off his boyfriend. Jungkook blushed upon catching his boyfriend staring.
“What?” He questioned shyly.
“I love you.”
A smile bursted out of Jungkook, one more beautiful than all of the meteors in the sky, and he giggled slightly in shock. They had both felt it, but neither had spoken the three little words yet.
“I love you too.”
Namjoon leaned in with a smile tugging at his lips. When the pair separated the older glanced back up at the sky.
“We missed the rest of it, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Jungkook giggled, hiding his face in Namjoon’s broad chest.
“You ready to go?” Namjoon questioned, combing his fingers through the younger’s brown locks.
“Yeah,” Jungkook sighed, pouting slightly.
“Come on, you can sleep in the car,” Namjoon hopped off the car, opening the driver’s seat door.
“That’s better,” Jungkook grinned, hopping down as well and getting into the car.
Namjoon sighed, ”What am I gonna do with you?”
“Love me,” Jungkook answered cheekily.
Namjoon quickly pecked Jungkook’s lips, leaving him a flustered mess, “You got that right.”
Summery: In which BamBam feels like a third wheel in his own relationship and it’s up to Jinyoung and Yugyeom to fix that
Pairing: Jinyoung x BamBam x Yugyeom
Word Count: 2.1k
Part 1
They’d been searching for the missing boy for an hour straight. They had no idea where BamBam had went nor any way to contact him since Yugyeom still had his phone. They figured he’d left the festival after breaking things off with them, but that gave them zero head starts as to where he actually went. They’d checked everywhere they could thing of, the park, his favourite store, even the coffee shop the three of them go to every Sunday, the only place they hadn’t checked was home.
“Do you think he would’ve gone home?” Yugyeom asked.
“I have no idea at this point,” Jinyoung sighed, rubbing his face.
He felt exhausted, he just wanted to go home and fall asleep with both of his boyfriends in his arms. A loud ring cut through his thoughts and Jinyoung pulled out his phone, annoyed.
“It’s Youngjae,” He said before answering.
“Hey,” Youngjae said as soon as Jinyoung picked up, he sounded worried.
“Hey, what’s up?” Jinyoung asked, becoming concerned for his friend.
“BamBam showed up here a little bit ago,” Youngjae spoke and Jinyoung felt his heart rate spike. “He was in hysterics, crying and saying his phone was missing. He told me not to call you, but honestly I don’t know what else do to. He’s currently passed out on our couch.”
“He’s at your house?” Jinyoung asked, processing all the information. “And he’s okay?”
“Yeah, what happened?”
“We’ll explain later,” Jinyoung stood motioning for Yugyeom to follow him. “We’re on our way over there now.”
Jinyoung hung up and quickly turned to Yugyeom to explain.
“He went to Mark and Youngjae’s, why didn’t we think of that?”
BamBam woke up to voices speaking quietly behind him. He stirred uncomfortably, he just wanted to sleep right now and ignore the rest of the world. His entire body ached, he felt exhausted, mentally and physically.
“And then he told us he didn’t want to this anymore, he broke things off with us,” Jinyoung explained to a sympathetic Youngjae.
“But we’re here to fix it,” Yugyeom cut in, “We messed up, but we can’t just let him walk out of our lives. He means so much to us.”
“I know he does,” Youngjae sighed sympathetically, “Talk to him, hear him out. He feels betrayed by you two and it’ll take a lot to get his trust back, but I believe you can do it. Take all the time you need, Mark and I are gonna go out for a bit, just lock the door when you leave. ”
“Thanks Youngjae,” Jinyoung pulled the younger into a hug, Yugyeom doing the same once Jinyoung let go.
“No problem,” Youngjae spoke before leaving.
BamBam laid on the couch with his eyes shut tightly. He’d heard it all, but he wouldn’t let himself fall for false promises again.
“Bam?”
It took everything in BamBam’s body to not react to Jinyoung’s warm hand that caressed his back. Instead, he turned on his side, facing the back of the couch. He heard Jinyoung release a heavy sigh at his actions. BamBam felt the older getting tired of him already, but it was quite the opposite. Jinyoung felt guilt clawing at him, and he wanted nothing more than to scoop the younger into his arms and show him how much he loved him, but that’s not what BamBam wanted. Jinyoung threw a glance at the youngest of the three who had been kneeling beside him in silence. Yugyeom looked close to tears once again as he held BamBam’s arm.
“Bam, I know you’re hurt right now. We messed up. We really, really did, we’re not asking you to forgive us, but please just let us apologize,” Yugyeom spoke, voice shaky and broken.
“Why should I? You guys only want me for the sex anyway,” BamBam scoffed, tugging his arm out of the younger’s grasp.
He didn’t mean it, but BamBam just says the first thing that comes to mind when he’s upset. He’s petty, what can he say?
“Excuse me?”
Jinyoung winced at the tone of Yugyeom’s voice. They’ve been dealing with people accusing them of being sex crazed freaks since they started dating BamBam, and hearing that from BamBam himself, well, it hurt, a lot. Yugyeom stood, face red and fists clenched, and for a second Jinyoung thought he might walk out, but he then reached down and balled BamBam’s shirt in his fist. He yanked BamBam up with all his strength, BamBam letting out a sharp squeal. BamBam grabbed onto the couch in an attempt to balance himself, eyes wide. Now that BamBam sat straight up Yugyeom leaned down close to his face and jabbed a finger into his chest, BamBam wincing at the harsh action.
“You know good and well that’s not what this relationship’s about,” Yugyeom hissed, “After all that we’ve had to hear from other people about us, you don’t get to say something like that when you know it’s not true.”
“I know, okay!” Bam shouted, pressing his palms against his eyes. “I know it’s not true, I’m just upset.”
“Then just listen to us so we can fix it!” Yugyeom bellowed.
“I’m listening!” BamBam shouted back.
The room fell silent, Yugyeom’s labored breath being the only thing heard while he had a stare off with the other. Jinyoung sat on the floor in shock, opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water while he tried to form words. He had never seen Yugyeom angry, much less shout at someone. Cautiously, Jinyoung climbed onto the couch beside Bam and slipped his hand into the younger’s. BamBam’s breath hitched. He looked at their intertwined fingers in shock, crazy how much of an effect Jinyoung still had over him.
“Let’s talk this out,” Jinyoung spoke, then added, “Preferably without yelling.”
Yugyeom cracked a smile, calming down easily, and agreed, sitting on BamBam’s left. He placed a hand down on BamBam’s thigh causing the older’s heart to skip a beat and motioned for Jinyoung to continue.
“This feeling left out thing,” Jinyoung began. making BamBam hang his head to avoid eye contact, “Is this something new or has it always been present?”
“Both?” BamBam admitted, “Just recently it started getting bad, but I mean, it was always kinda there. You two have been together for years, and I just randomly joined one day. Of course I’m gonna feel like I’m intruding especially since it was so unplanned and random.”
“You didn’t just randomly join, what do you mean?” Jinyoung furrowed his eyebrows.
“Yeah I did,” BamBam argued, “One day we were friends then the next we’re drunkenly kissing at a party, then not even a month after that I’m living in your house.”
“We had feelings for you way before the party thing even happened. What? Did you think we both just separately cheated on one another, then when we found out that we did it with the same person we were just like ‘Hey let’s ask him to join us’?”
Embarrassed, BamBam shrugged, “Well, yeah.”
The pair giggled at the boy.
“Oh, babe,” Yugyeom sighed, pulling the older onto his lap and kissing his cheek. “I love you so much.”
BamBam felt his ears turn red both from embarrassment and Yugyeom’s attention.
“We had feelings for you way before that. I don’t know about Yugyeom, but I personally did for at least four months before the party,” Jinyoung explained.
“Same for me,” Yugyeom cut in, “about four or five months.”
“Yugyeom eventually came to me about his feelings and I confessed that I felt the same and we considered it for awhile before agreeing that we were okay with polyamory if it was you we were doing it with. We were supposed to confess to you together, but someone couldn’t wait, could he?”
“Hey!” Yugyeom squeaked, “You kissed him too!”
“Yeah cause I couldn’t let you be the only one making a move,” Jinyoung pouted.
“Aw, was someone jealous I kissed Bam first?” Yugyeom teased.
“Fuck off,” Jinyoung hissed, going red.
“You two really had feelings for me during most of our friendship?” BamBam asked in disbelief, thinking back to the days when Jinyoung’s hand would linger for a bit too long leaving him breathless and Yugyeom would call him cute making him flush from head to toe. Back then he could’ve never imagined that he would one day get to be with, not one, but both of the boys he liked.
“Yep,“ Jinyoung nodded
“Oh yeah, definitely,” Yugyeom answered.
“I never-” BamBam inhaled, trying to keep his tears at bay. “I never knew that.”
“Bam, the only reason we even went to that party was to talk to you,” Jinyoung confessed.
The tears that BamBam had been holding in finally broke loose. He hiccuped, holding onto Yugyeom’s shirt tightly. Yugyeom held the crying boy against his chest, rocking him back and forth, placing small kisses on the top of his head, whispering a sweet ‘it’s okay’ every now and then. Jinyoung moved to kneel in front of the pair, wiping BamBam’s tears.
“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. We didn’t realize how unwanted we were making you feel by not telling you that information,” Jinyoung apologized, a stray tear rolling down his cheek.
“I didn’t think-” BamBam hiccuped, “I didn’t think you two had feelings when we started dating. I thought I was just an experiment taken too far.”
“No, no, no,” Jinyoung reassured, sitting back down beside Yugyeom and back hugging BamBam, placing his chin on Bam’s shoulder. “You were never just an experiment.”
Both of the boy’s hearts ached for their boyfriend. They hadn’t realized how unloved he felt, and it crushed them to know that the fault fell on them.
“That doesn’t fix what we did though,” Yugyeom spoke up, gaining the attention of the other two. “Jinyoung and I have been paying more attention to each other than you lately and we can’t deny that. There’s no excuse for it, these types of relationships require a certain amount of balance that we’re not used to yet, and you were the one who ended up suffering because of that. We’re sorry, we really are, and we’d like to fix it if you’d give us a chance to.”
BamBam looked into his boyfriend’s pleading eyes, they wanted to fix this.
“I’d like that,” Bam finally spoke up.
Both of his boyfriends grinned, pulling him into a bone-crushing hug. Kisses were peppered on his face, making the Thai laugh and attempt to escape.
“No offence guys, I love Youngjae’s couch and all, but I’d really like to go home now,” BamBam said between giggles.
“Yeah, me too,” Yugyeom agreed.
The trio gathered their things and made their way to the door. Feeling a tug on his hand, BamBam turned around and was immediately pulled into a kiss by Jinyoung. Getting over the initial shock, he placed his hand on Jinyoung’s nape and kissed back.
“Guys,” Yugyeom whined from where he stood at the door.
The pair separated, giggling like school girls.
“Sorry.”
Yugyeom rolled his eyes and opened the door only for Youngjae to stumble in, Mark fumbling as well, but staying more composed.
“Were you eavesdropping on us?!” Yugyeom shouted.
“No,” Youngjae scoffed.
“Not the whole time anyway,” Mark added.
“Oh my god,” Jinyoung mumbled.
“In our defense, we have friends coming over and we were waiting for you to leave,” Youngjae explained.
Glancing past Youngjae, BamBam’s smile grew, “Jackson?”
Hearing his name, Jackson looked into the room and grinned as well, “Hey! Doughnut boy!”
Rushing forward, Jackson picked the other boy up in a hug and twirled him around. BamBam squealed in shock, but eventually laughed at the boy’s antics.
“BamBam,” Bam introduced himself to the other once he got placed back down.
“Jackson, please stop scaring people,” Jaebum sighed from where he stood at the doorway.
“Whatever,” Jackson brushed him off, “How were the doughnuts? Did you like them?”
“Actually they weren’t for me, boys?” BamBam turned to his boyfriends.
“We didn’t eat them, more important things going on,” Jinyoung said.
“I did,” Yugyeom spoke up, “It was delicious.”
Jackson grinned, proud of him and his boyfriend’s work, but Jinyoung seemed less amused.
“You ate it?” Jinyoung asked in shock, “Our boyfriend was missing and you ate the doughnut?”
“Well yeah, I wasn’t gonna waste it,” Yugyeom scoffed.
“Well since we already have guests over,” Mark cut in, “Would you guys like to stay for a bit as well?“
“Thanks, but we’ll have to decline,” Jinyoung answered for the other two, “We have some stuff to take care of.”
Mark nodded in understanding.
“Bye Mark! Bye Jackson! Bye Jaebum!” BamBam shouted, leaving while his boyfriends followed behind him, waving goodbye to the group.
“Goodbye to you too, BamBam!” Youngjae shouted, annoyed; BamBam shut the door in response.
The three held hands on the walk home, BamBam in the middle. Weird how things can take a turn so quickly, BamBam started the day wishing he could disappear, and now, he felt like he might burst from the happiness bubbling inside him, and judging by what his boyfriends promised, things are gonna stay this way, and he couldn’t be more okay with that.
Summery: In which BamBam feels like a third wheel in his own relationship and it's up to Jinyoung and Yugyeom to fix that
Pairing: Jinyoung x BamBam x Yugyeom
Word Count: 1.9k
Part 2
BamBam felt like a third wheel, and that's a feeling you should never have in a relationship, especially one such as what he had with his boyfriends. Keeping an even balance between them sometimes becomes difficult and BamBam is always the one getting the short end of the stick. Everything was perfect in the beginning, he had joined into Jinyoung and Yugyeom's relationship after they had both drunkenly confessed to him one night, him making out with both of them on separate occasions and following them home where they built a pillow fort then blacked out. The next morning they all had a serious conversation and agreed to try out the whole polygamy thing. The following months were the best of BamBam's life. He had fallen for both Yugyeom and Jinyoung, all three of them were so different, yet fit together so perfectly. Jinyoung was more introverted, quick to show affection with slight teasing rather than outward things, like glaring for a split second before smiling or a slick ruffle of the hair. Yugyeom was shy and kindhearted, loved physical affection the most of the three and was always finding a way to cling onto one of the older boys, hand holding, hair ruffling, poking, anything that included him touching one of his boyfriends. Then there was BamBam, he was the most extroverted of the three, loud and proud, and he loved teasing. He showed affection by embarrassing the other two, bickering with them, he loved getting reactions, especially from Jinyoung. In the beginning his constant bickering and teasing was adored by his boyfriends, Yugyeom often joining in, but never taking it as far as BamBam did, but after a while Yugyeom fell back into line, enjoying Jinyoung's affections more than his scolding, and Jinyoung began to grow tired of BamBam's antics. BamBam simply felt as if his boyfriends grew bored of him, only kept him around for show.
BamBam stared at the pavement beneath him as he walked. He couldn't look up, not when he knew his boyfriends were walking in front of him, laughing amongst themselves, leaving him walking behind feeling forgotten. Even today Jinyoung had chosen to do what Yugyeom had wanted instead of what BamBam wanted to do, which is how they ended up at this stupid festival in the first place. Going against his better judgment, BamBam glanced up, seeing the two with their hands interlocked felt like a stab to the heart. He knew that if he grasped onto Jinyoung's hand he would be shaken off, told to leave the older alone. Yugyeom could never be harsh enough to do that, but his grip would be looser on BamBam's hand, letting him quite literally slip between his fingers if Bambam didn't hold tight enough. Gaining some courage, BamBam sped up. Maybe this time will be different, maybe this time Jinyoung will love him as much as he loves the older. He grasped the older's hand tightly in his own. Upon noticing that Jinyoung's hand remained in his own, he turned to grin at the older only to see that the older had already been looking at him. He stared at the younger with a blank expression that made BamBam's stomach drop.
"What do you want?" He asked coldly.
"I'm just holding your hand," BamBam scoffed, easily slipping back into bickering with the older.
"You're never affectionate unless you want something," Jinyoung stated matter-of-factually and shook BamBam's hand out of his own.
BamBam rolled his eyes at the other and muttered a quick, "Whatever" before glancing over at the youngest who gave him a sympathetic look, but didn't attempt to defend him in any way.
BamBam huffed, a small convenience store catching his eye. He tugged on Jinyoung's shirt gaining his attention.
"I'm going to the bathroom," He motioned his head towards the store. "I'll catch up with you two when I'm done."
Jinyoung nodded, barely acknowledging him. BamBam sulked off from the two. He could leave right now. Take off and never come back. Would the other two even notice?
A small bell dinged as BamBam entered the store. Soft pastels decorated the interior of the store and BamBam began to wonder why he'd never ventured into the place before. After going to the bathroom, he decided to look around the place. The smell of freshly baked bread floated throughout the small area. BamBam followed the smell to the back of the building where a little bakery sat. The man behind the counter grinned upon noticing Bam's presence.
"Hi, I'm Jackson! How may I help you today?" The puppy like boy grinned, BamBam grinned back almost immediately, the boy's energy being contagious.
"Hm," BamBam hummed, eyes searching over the sweet smelling pastries. "Do you guys have anything with strawberry filling?" He asked, his mind wondering to his younger boyfriend with a sweet tooth.
"We sure do! We just got done baking them so they're fresh!" Jackson bounced in excitement. "Jaebum, can you get the strawberry filled ones!"
Soon a handsome man came from the back holding a tray of freshly baked doughnuts.
"You don't have to yell, you know," He mumbled.
Jackson simply giggled and pulled the other down for a quick peck. Jaebum's cheeks went a bright red, quickly clearing his throat to try and cover it up.
"Sorry 'bout that, you want the strawberry filled ones, right?" Jaebum spoke and motioned to the tray of doughnuts, not meeting his eyes.
"Yeah," BamBam nodded, a smile grazing his lips. "And a chocolate covered one too, please."
BamBam has never been a big fan of fried things, but his boyfriends were, they especially loved doughnuts. After being handed the box, he quickly paid and left the shop, waving a swift goodbye to the boys behind the counter.
Looking around outside, BamBam saw that his boyfriends were nowhere to be found. Sighing, he slipped a hand into his pocket in search of his phone. He groaned aloud. He’d let Yugyeom use his phone this morning and the younger had never given it back.
He began to walk in the direction the two were going before he wandered off, coming to a stop in front of an alleyway and contemplating whether it would just be easier to ask a stranger to borrow their phone. Right at that moment a middle aged man went to walk past him and BamBam called out to him.
“Excuse me? Sir?”
The man turned to him and a smile broke out across his face. BamBam felt relief wash over him. At least this man seemed nice, unlike most of the people around here.
“Yes? Do you need something?” The man asked politely.
“Can I borrow your phone?” BamBam asked then quickly added, “It will only take a second. I’ve lost my friends and they have mine.”
BamBam held his breath, but to his relief the man nodded.
“Of course, let’s just get out of the middle of the street shall we?” The man responded, stepping into the alley, far enough back to be out of the street, but not enough to where they couldn’t be seen.
BamBam innocently followed and stood in front of the man, waiting patiently for the phone to be handed over.
“But first we should get to know each other, shouldn’t we?” The man stepped closer to BamBam, too close.
“Actually, I think I see my friends right over there, so I won’t need the phone. Thank you for the help though,” BamBam tried to slip away
The man placed his hands against the wall, one on each side of BamBam, successfully trapping him in.
“Now why would you lie to me like that?”
“I’m not,” BamBam lied, panic tearing throughout his body.
“I can’t have you lying to me now.”
Fuck fuck fuck. What’s he supposed to do?
“Jinyoung-ah,” Yugyeom tugged on his boyfriend’s sleeve, getting a hum as a response. “Bam’s been gone for awhile now I’m starting to get worried.”
“He’s fine,” Jinyoung simply spoke in response, but Yugyeom could tell he had started getting anxious as well. “But if you’re really worried then just call him.”
Yugyeom nodded and reached into his pocket pulling out.... BamBam’s phone? Yugyeom froze.
“Uh, Jinyoung?” Yugyeom gulped, “I have Bam’s phone.”
That grabbed Jinyoung’s attention, but he remained calm nevertheless, “Let’s just head back to that shop he walked into, I’m sure he’s somewhere around there.”
The pair swiftly made their way back to the street where they last saw their boyfriend.
“Fuck, where is he?” Jinyoung mumbled, still staying calm despite the worry clawing at his chest.
“There’s the shop,” Yugyeom spoke up, pointing at a little store a few blocks away.
The two began to jog toward the shop, but stopped when a shout caught their attention.
“Get the fuck off me!”
Taking a sharp right turn, Jinyoung followed the source of the voice into an alleyway and immediately felt his stomach drop upon the sight. BamBam with his back forcefully pressed against a brick wall, tears flowing down his cheeks, a man holding onto both his wrists tightly, pressing his body against BamBam’s. A small box sat crushed on the ground beside them.
Snapping out of it, Jinyoung rushed forward, grabbing the man’s jacket and ripping him off the younger. He put himself in between BamBam and the stranger who surrendered and took off. Jinyoung would’ve taken off after him if Yugyeom’s soothing voice and BamBam’s sobs hadn’t cut through the red he was seeing.
BamBam should’ve been grateful that his boyfriends came to his rescue, but he couldn’t be. They left him, this was their fault. BamBam let out another sob, weakly pushing Yugyeom’s hands off him.
“Hey, hey, calm down, listen to me. Are you okay?”
Jinyoung’s voice only angered him more. How dare he pretend to care?
Jinyoung reached out to cup BamBam’s face, only for his hand to be harshly shoved away.
“Don’t touch me,” BamBam whimpered.
“Okay, we won’t,” Jinyoung tried to reassure, “Just come with us, okay? We’re gonna go home.”
“No.”
Jinyoung furrowed his eyes at the harshness in BamBam’s voice.
“Bam-ah, I know you’re scared, but it’s okay. We’ll get you home and everything will be okay.”
“No it won’t,” BamBam sniffled, he had calmed down for the most part, now only filled with anger. Anger at the stranger, anger at those stupid pastries he’d paid for, but most of all, anger at his boyfriends who constantly made him feel awful. “I don’t want to go home with you two. I don’t want to do this anymore.”
Yugyeom’s throat closed up, “What do mean? What don’t you want to do?”
“This! Us!” BamBam shouted, motioning between the three of them. “You two are so goddamn mean. Either you’re ignoring me or you’re treating me like a nuisance.”
“Bam-ah,” Jinyoung reached his hand out, eyes filled with guilt.
“No, I’m done,” BamBam snatched away. He caught sight of the box that had fallen from his hands when the stranger grabbed him and picked it up.
“Here,” He mumbled, shoving it into Jinyoung’s hands. “Take this.” He walked off without a second glance, leaving Jinyoung and Yugyeom guilt filled and heartbroken behind him.
Slowly Jinyoung opened the box and saw two doughnuts sitting inside, one chocolate covered and the other leaking strawberry filling from where it had been slightly crushed.
I had fallen, and the sharp glance he threw my way only further confirmed that fact. Cold glances set sparks shooting up my spine and exploding in my chest where they set my heart aflame and burned it alive. The room had an eerie silence to it, slow breathing being the only sound heard. Shadows towered over the table where we sat, covering his face with a dark overlay. Kim Junmyeon never gave much care about the people or things surrounding him, and tonight was no exception. He sat slouched, uncaring; a statue of harsh nature, beautiful, but cold. Dinner plates were placed down, maids bustling about. I sat straight for them, a smile plastering itself onto my face, creating a front. The room became empty again, and I dared a glance at the figure across from me. Upon seeing my front, Junmyeon raised a single eyebrow and it shattered. Silence had become a necessity between the two of us; business partners, that's the extent of our relationship, but moments of unprofessionalism filled our past and my head alike. It pounded with the memories that suffocated me whenever I allowed my mind to wander, even for a second, adrenaline rushing through my body, feeling so low when reality settled in.
"Eat," Junmyeon commanded, sharp and cold, like his usual disposition.
My hands responded to his command before my brain had time to process what they were doing, grabbing ahold of my silverware and pausing while I let my mind wander to the possibility of him caring, before killing the thought off and continuing my actions. His mouth stayed sewn shut after that, knives scratching against glass being the only sound heard for the following minutes. My heart felt so low in the isolation, but the way his eyes followed my movements informed me that tonight would be an unprofessional one, and I would soon be filled with the familiar rush of adrenaline that haunts my mind. Junmyeon finished eating and set his silverware down, his stare continuing to pierce through me. Not at all embarrassed by his actions, he leaned back, taking small sips from his glass. The steak became heavy in my throat, and the act of swallowing became more difficult under his eyes. I gave up and left my steak half eaten. Staring back at him, I waited for him to make the first move. As always, he eventually did, standing and grabbing ahold of my arm. He kept a firm grip as he lead me upstairs. Strange that we're strictly professional, yet he knows the way to my room. His movements became less harsh as we reached my doorway, far away from any wandering eyes. Placing his hand on the small of my back, he pushed me in front of him and shut the door behind us. We were alone, and yet, I felt nothing but my heart still sinking. He didn't move his hand like expected, only continued to lead me. I allowed myself to melt into his warmth before it was torn away. He sat me down on the edge of my matress and towered over me, studying me. I felt a shove on both my shoulders and came in contact with soft satin. Only a second passed before he towered over me once more. One of his hands sat beside my head, keeping him balanced, while the other slipped under my nape, making sure I stayed in place. Junmyeon's eyes scanned over me, tearing me apart. I tried to stay emotionless, he didn't like it when emotions were involved.
"You're tired," He stated.
Tired? Yes, possibly, or maybe my heart had been sinking and the only one who could save it couldn't be bothered to do so.
"I'll leave," He said, slipping his hand from my nape. "You sleep."
He stood and turned, ready to leave.
"Wait," I grabbed ahold of his sleeve.
My mind swirled in confusion, faintly aware of its own actions. He stopped, looking back, awaiting the rest of my sentence, his face stone cold and impatient.
"Stay with me," I finally requested, "please?"
He hesitated, looking shocked for the first time since I had met him, but he eventually nodded, climbing under the sheets with me, where I forced myself into his warmth. In his arms is where I had always wanted to be, but being there, I had never felt more alone.
I'm dexfsoul and this is my writing blog. I write x male reader and boy x boy ships but absolutely NO smut since I'm a minor. You can request ships and idols but I can't promise I'll do well with writing it, especially if I don't know the artist.
