teenage dirtbag + 「 2jae 」

"youNGJAE! you gotta see this!!"

the boys jumped away from each other, faces hot as if they were caught by the police trying to rob a bank.

"gyeomie is dancing on the tables!" bambam screamed across the backyard, laughing his butt off. "i think he's gonna strip!"

"oh, for the love of christ." youngjae said to himself, shaking his head. "not again."

he looked at jaebum, sighing. "i gotta collect this boy."
youngjae didn't want to leave and jaebum didn't want to let him go.

they wanted to go back in time, only a few minutes, to relive their almost-kiss. they wanted to lie in the grass watching the stars for hours while holding hands, but this was reality.

and reality was a jock party with drunks everywhere, reality was loud and reeked of alcohol; not a bit of romance there.

youngjae should have kissed jaebum goodbye but he didn't have the guts to do it. instead, he waited for jaebum to make a move, who also didn't have the guts.

they were both idiots and they knew it.

youngjae went back inside and followed the cheering and whistling until he found his friend completely wasted, about to take his shirt off.

"enough." youngjae said, obviously not loud enough for anyone to hear, but it was more to himself anyway. he climbed on the table, keeping yugyeom from undressing himself and dragging him away from the table.

"party pooper!" the maknae pouted but quickly forgot about it when bambam started praising him for him for his stripping skills.

"-no seriously you gotta teach me!"

"teach you?"

"yeah, like how to move to the music so well, you know."

"like when doing a lap dance?"

".... lap dance? yeah! teach me how to lap dance later gyeomie!!"

"okay! but like.. should i dance on you or..?"

youngjae couldn't listen to their conversation any longer so he decided to look for mark. he wasn't interested in the maknae's dancing on top of each other, that was the least thing he wanted to hear about.

he spotted mark quickly, taking a sip out of his red cup by himself.

"hyung! why are you alone?"

"youngjae, hey.. ion know.."

oh god, he was shitfaced.

dealing with bambam and yugyeom when they were drunk was one thing, but mark was something else.

the hyung had various stages of being drunk, where being aggressive was probably the worst.

his friends had to drag him out of a fight countless times, and there had even been one time when mark accidently hit yugyeom instead of the random guy he was fighting.

yugyeom had quickly forgiven him, but mark hated himself a lot and promised himself he wouldn't drink that much anymore. oops.

"gimme your cup, hyung, you've had enough tonight." youngjae exchanged the cup with a bottle of water and to his surprise mark didn't fight back.

"are you feeling sick? are you alright?" he put an arm around marks shoulder to support his intoxicated body.

"i'm alright." he slurred. "you always take care of me, i don't deserve you."

"you're talking nonsense, hyung." the younger laughed.

"i love you."

"i love you, too." youngjae smiled at his drunk friend.

"no, youngjae, not like that." mark looked away. "i think i love you."

okay fuck, this was definitely worse than being aggressive.

youngjae felt like paralyzed, he had no idea what to say or how to react.
his best friend was in love with him?

no, he was just drunk.

but didn't drunk people always say the truth?

fuck.

"mark-"

"i'm sorry, forget about it, please."
he turned around and ran upstairs, stumbling a couple times but youngjae couldn't go after him.

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im soRRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN AGES AFTER A CLIFFHANGER im such a loser its just that i havent been feeling so well
actually im still not, but i wanted to update sth for u guys ily

but this chapter r EAL, ly sucks idek man

this party is a fukcing mess lmao

anyways i hope you're all doing good bbys
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also markjae yes or no? 👀