Jinyoung and Youngjae has been together too much recently, and Jaebum, not even a tad bit, isn't happy about it. Jinyoung and Youngjae, or as fans dub them, 2Young, has been clingier to each other, to the extent where they sit next to each other every single time.
Back then, Jaebum and Youngjae were the ones to be attached to the hips. They were the ones showing too much PDA and being too coupley.
And Jaebum wanted it to stay that way.
But Jinyoung had to in and steal his Youngjae away from him. Jinyoung just had to appear with that annoying smirk of his and sweep Youngjae off his feet and onto Jinyoung's misleading trance.
If he was to be honest, he missed Youngjae. Too much for comfort, actually. He missed the electricity running through his body everytime Youngjae wraps his arms around Jaebum's waist. He missed the fast heartbeats that pounded on his chest everytime he had Youngjae protected by his arms. He missed the scent of Youngjae, his hair's fluffiness, his presence.
Jinyoung doesn't even let go of Youngjae. Not even a blink of an eye did Jaebum see Youngjae away from Jinyoung. They're literally super-glued to each other. They were never seen without the other. It's very irritating, if you ask Jaebum.
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The group was inside the dressing room, preparing for their comeback stage for their new song "Stop Stop It". Jaebum was the first one to be done make-up-wise, and he sat down at the sofa and stared at Youngjae through the mirror.
The make-up artist was applying eyeliner on Youngjae's eyelids, and Jaebum remembered the times when Youngjae smiled genuinely to him, shooting off blinding rays that makes Jaebum's heart tumble and shake, especially when the eye-smile shows.
"Your gayness is showing." Someone whispered, and Jaebum almost, almost shrieked a not-so-manly squeal. Jackson chuckled and patted the leader's back, completely aware of his one-sided [not really, but that's what jaebum assumes] affection towards the blond.
"Wha-what?" Jaebum nervously stuttered.
"Your love for Youngjae's showing, dude. You're staring too hard." Jackson stated, and Jaebum almost punched him on the face for 'whispering' too loud. Youngjae might hear it, and the possibilities were endless.
Youngjae might not have feelings for the leader, and it'll destroy the friendship they have and it'll be awkward between them. Or, Youngjae might be homophobic and when he discovers the secret feelings of Jaebum, he might be hateful towards him.
"You're over-thinking again, aren't you?" Jaebum could literally hear the eye roll from Jackson. Jackson huffed, this stupid boy.
"No, I'm not." Jaebum said confidently--that's what he thinks--and stood up from the sofa, sparing Youngjae one last glance before exiting the dressing room.
Once he closed the door, he walked through the corridor with his head hanging down, unaware of Jinyoung sprinting faster than the speed of light. Jinyoung full-force bumped into Jaebum and they both fall down to the shiny-tiled ground, Jinyoung awkwardly above Jaebum.
"What the ?" Jaebum confusedly muttered, moving his arm to scratch the back of his pounding head, but was stopped by an obstruction. A body, actually.
"Sorry, sorry!" Jinyoung stood up and bowed and bowed and bowed repeatedly, wholeheartedly sorry for bumping into the frustrated leader.
"You have a lot of things to be sorry for." Seriously, he didn't intend to blurt it out loud, especially when the culprit is directly in front him. But it just slid out of his mouth, like it was the most natural thing to accidentally say.
"What?" Discombobulated, Jinyoung stared at Jaebum, who made no effort to stand up from the ground, baffled. He literally had no idea of what wrongdoing he had committed to the leader for the past weeks. Wait, maybe he discovered that I ate all his pudding, .
"You don't know? Wow, how nice." Jaebum sarcastically spoke, standing up casually like the incident that happened barely two minutes ago was not embarrassing and not painful.
"Is it about the pudding? Hyu-hyung, I can buy you more of those--I promise! I just got so hungry and--" Jinyoung rambled, but Jaebum cut him off.
"It's not about the pudding, goddamnit." Jaebum groaned.
Jinyoung shouldn't be scared of this. He shouldn't be. He should've been used to it, really. Jaebum usually had tantrums like this over basically anything that annoys and irritates him. But the fiery and ferocious tone of Jaebum's voice made Jinyoung want to cower down at the corner in fear that that day might be his last, and that Got7 would downgrade to Got6. And he doesn't like the sound of the name. It just doesn't have a ring on it.
"Th-then what, hyung." Jinyoung's voice shook throughout the short statement.
Truth be told, if you infuriated Jaebum, then get ready to face your inevitable death earlier than it's set, because just the tone of Jaebum's voice and his closing-and-opening fists, could make your heart beat six times faster than normal, and not in the romantic way.
"You know what? This is useless." Jaebum ran a hand through his raven hair and turned around furiously, walking away with heavy and loud steps that made Jinyoung guiltier and more curious of what sin he made.
"What was that?" Jinyoung jumped, shocked by the voice. Jinyoung turned around to see a very worried and concerned Youngjae staring at him with an interested gaze, mixed with fear and confusion.
"Jaebum..." Jinyoung tried to find an appropriate word, then realized there were no exact words for that, so he just continued with, "Being Jaebum."
Youngjae's right eyebrow raised, not knowing exactly what that means. Jinyoung understood the signal and tried to construct some sentences to explain the situation.
"Getting mad, throwing a tantrum and not saying what angered him." Jinyoung sighed.
"Oh." It was the only thing that Youngjae could say as he tried to figure out what made the leader mad. It seriously couldn't have been him, as he was the most obedient and behaved member of the group. Maybe it was Jinyoung who ate all of Jaebum's pudding?, Youngjae thought.
Their conversation died, and soon, they were all called up to the stage for rehearsals and filming. They danced their choreography two times as a practice, and the third time, they were filmed. The fans were chanting out the lyrics and for the first time in weeks, Jaebum felt happy. Ecstatic, euphoric, and all those synonyms.
After the broadcast, all the members piled up inside their van, and Jaebum sat the farthest from the blonde-haired boy. This made Jaebum frown a tad bit, but he knew he had to stay away from Youngjae if he wanted to stop this jealousy. He looked outside the window, pretending his life was a music video of probably a ballad about having a one-sided crush on someone who doesn't have an idea of your feelings, and even if that someone knew, that someone would never grow feelings back for you.
"Being the responsible hyung that I am, I'll treat all of you sashimi. Deal?" Mark spoke up, and everyone shouted their agreements. Jaebum loved the idea of free food, especially sashimi, but all he wanted right now is rest.
"Can you just take me home first then go eat?" Jaebum spoke, disrupting the blissful cheers of the five other members.
"Why? What's wrong?" Yugyeom asked, being the concerned and kind--sometimes--maknae that he is.
Sometimes, Jaebum wonders why he just had to fall for an oblivious blond who fully lives up to his title. Why couldn't it be just their maknae, or their oldest, or why coudn't he just have a non-existent heart and not grow stupid, sappy feelings for someone who'd probably never reciprocate it?
"Headache." It was probably the dumbest excuse written in the book, but it was the only excuse that Jaebum could come up, especially with his headache.
"It's just hunger, leadernim. Come eat with us and it'll go!" Bambam chimed in, and Jaebum couldn't see it, but he knew that Bambam had this gigantic grin plastered on his pinkish lips. Jaebum swears that the kid doesn't stop smiling. At all.
"Ani, just take me home." Jaebum insisted stubbornly. He didn't want to endure an hour, or maybe two, of torture. His longing for Youngjae tortures him more than his loneliness and jealousy. He just didn't need to see overwhelming amounts of PDA being exhibited by the so-real-2young-couple.
"Alright..." Mark uttered sadly. He wanted to have all the members of Got7 in the restaurant and enjoy a happy meal, but it seemed as though that the scenario was impossible to be achieved at that moment.
The car was filled with awkward silence as their drived turned and turned the steering wheel and honked the horn occasionally. It was possibly the most uncomfortable moment Got7 have ever experienced inside the van.
Once the white van had been parked on the parking lot of the building of their dorm, everyone blocking Jaebum's path exited the vehicle to make way for the sick Jaebum. Jaebum quickly muttered a quiet 'thank you' before dashing into the building, leaving the other members staring at him confusedly.
"What's with him?" Mark questioned. Not a single cell inside his flawless body believed Jaebum's lie. It was quite obvious, really. It's very easy to distinguish whether their leader was lying or telling the truth. It was something in his voice that just screams lies! whenever he tried to excuse himself.
"Maybe he just has a headache, that's all." Youngjae innocently stated, and the other members sighed at Youngjae's obliviousness.
"You're really oblivious, aren't you, Jae-jae?" Yugyeom rolled his eyes at Youngjae.
"What?" Youngjae was so confused. He wasn't oblivious. At least that's what he thinks. He didn't even know what oblivious meant, so why would he agree with the other members who kept on insisting that he was, in fact, oblivious?
"It means you're not aware, Jae." Jinyoung spoke. Youngjae thought his English skills were great, until now, when he didn't even know what that simple word meant.