Runaway | Jaebeom x OC | 0.9k words
Soft hours is not a common thing to this land (of course why else this land is called jinyoungmoans). But I am on my soft mode and this drabble happens because of this song. Inspired by this one part of Jaebeom. Yes, Jaebeom. Listen to the song when you read this!
“There’s so much things I want to do. After I lightly say hi to your gaze, I’ll embrace you”
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"Will you stay here?" he asks, looking straight into your eyes. It definitely doesn't occur to you he would be this careful with you. You have seen him beating up people in front of lockers in the hallway or how he snaps when someone brought him the wrong menu he wanted.
Jaebeom shall never be this careful. He is ruthless, he is intimidating. He is everything your dad told you boy you don't fall for. He is scary, even the boys are afraid of him. Beating people is what he does next after breathing. So when you cross path with him, you just don't know what to do. You are afraid of course, what else would you feel when you come across the infamous head of bad news?
"Jinyoung." you hear him speak into the speaker. "Yeah she's with me. Secure me a route. I can't let her get seen. They would kill her." Shivers creep up your bone. Jaebeom said the word kill like he's ordering some side dish for lunch. Though he's talking to Jinyoung, his other friend who is also a bad news, his hand is still attached to your wrist, not removed even he has already saved you from some monsters -- his words, not yours. Somehow, he talked to you like how someone will talk to babies. You are in the same grade with him, you're not that fragile.
"Come, sweetheart." he tugs on your wrist, looking back when you don't move. "What's wrong?" he really is this soft? You're confused. He should be leaving you here. Not saving you. He never has pity for others. Why?
"I am scared." true, you're not lying. You are. By both, the situation and his behavior. Though, you see his eyes soften and the slack of his jaw tones down.
"What are you scared of? I won't let you hurt, not even a scratch." Jaebeom takes your hand into his, intertwining your fingers together. "Come, Jinyoung has secured a route for us. I'll bring you out of here safely." his words hold so much promises that you start moving, trusting him.
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Being in school feels like seeing different type of Jaebeom. You are standing in the hallway where Jaebeom leans against the lockers with his group of friends, chatting like usual. It feels like the other day never happened. Like you never crossed path with Jaebeom getting thrown punches all over his face, screaming when they delivered a particularly hard punch to his stomach. Though they almost came after you, you didn't get caught because Jaebeom protected you till the end. Till when you hold to his promises.
His eyes flicker to you, you feel your heart stops. Now you do know why you feels weird whenever you see him. He has this ability to make your stomach drops at the mere presence of him. Could it be that you like him? Probably, but why?
Precisely, why him?
Your eyes scan his face, cuts and blemishes are everywhere but he still manages to look breathtakingly beautiful. How come a bad boy is this good? You have no idea but your heart drops when you see a scar on his arm, your eyes flying back to his own.
His lips stretches into a smile, eyes crinkling into crescents. Oh, that is how you know you've fallen in love with him. His smile, soft cheeks lifting up, if totally different from the bad news Jaebeom. This Jaebeom looks like an ideal Jaebeom to wake up to. That if, if you date him. Or manage to have his attention.
You know you have his attention when his eyes are still on you and his legs are moving nearer to where you're standing. Chatters suddenly die down and even his group of friends stop talking, to see where he's heading. Like you have guessed, he stops right in front of you, bending down to match your eye level.
"Hi." he breathes. The cuts are even more visible up close, your scan every single crook of his face, not missing any of the cuts. His brows, his eyes, his nose. There's another large cut on his cheek, but he is smiling, smiling to you to be precise, and you decide to let it pass instead. He is ethereal and standing so close to you makes your own brain short circuited.
"Are you okay, little one?" he asks. And just like that, every single muscle in your contracts, churning your stomach, your whole body goes into arrests. Why is he talking to you like it's the most normal thing he does? "Did you get any scratch?"
At that ask, his eyes ghosts over your face, finding for traces of scar. You are nervous, it feels like he's staring right into your soul. So when you gulp, you manage to mutter a few words. "No I don't."
His eyes fly back to yours, halted when you continue your sentence with a but.
"But?" God why is it hard to talk today?
"Your- your face." you point out. You certainly have nothing attached to him but it hurts you to see his face with cuts and all. "Does it hurts?"
Jaebeom leans back, standing straight. His eyes are even more shiny, like he is satisfied getting responses from you.
"You want to know?" he asks. What a weird ask, coming from him is even weirder. Of course you want to know. If he needs assistance, you will speed to the nurse office to find him ointments to put. Looking at his group of friends, you doubt they know how to tend wounds.
"If you agree to be my girlfriend, I'll tell you whether it hurts or not."
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