kunpimook bhuwakul really did not want to be at work today, or anymore. he had begged his mother early in the morning to call him in sick, but she sternly told him that he should face his problems. not cool, mom!
he was cutting boxes open when a few girls passed by him and started giggling. he heard them whisper things like, "oh my gosh, he's so cute!" or "i bet he has a huge dick." bambam scoffed at that. too bad for them he liked dick. but of course, bambam was a bit of a player, in a way, and looked up from his boxes. he made sure he had eye contact with at least one of them, and smirked, sending them a cute wink.
all the girls gasped and turned red, dashing down the aisle before anything else could happen. bambam rolled his eyes and continued cutting the boxes open, only looking up when he heard footsteps coming towards him.
"hey, i wanted to talk to you about the other night." mark said, grabbing a box cutter of his own and helping bambam out.
"i'm really sorry, i don't know why i kissed you." bambam frowned, looking at mark with sadness in his eyes. he knew exactly why he kissed mark. he wanted to piss jaebeom off.
"no, actually, that's not why." mark said softly, sighing deeply before looking back up. "i have this plan.. and it's totally your choice whether or not you wanna do it, but it's pretty much beneficial to the both of us."
"..what exactly do you have in mind, tuan?" bambam said, cocking his hip to the side and placing a hand on it.
"like i said, you don't have to accept, just-"
"oh my god, shut up and say it before i throw a bowl at you."
"alright, alright!" mark scoffed, rolling his eyes a bit. "you like yugyeom, don't you? as more than a friend?" he said in a hushed tone.
"maybe i do." bambam said softly, gnawing on his lower lip. he started fiddling with his fingers, staring at the ground instead. "you like jaebeom? as more than a toy?"
"maybe i do." mark copied, continuing to the cut the boxes. bambam sighed, but still smiled a bit.
"we must be on the same shit, mark, i feel like i know what you're going to say."
"fake dating?"
"exactly." bambam laughed softly, shaking his head. "are you for real?"
"yeah, if you wanna do it."
"i'm down." bambam said before anything else happened, mark grinning and nodding his head.
"okay, actually, i was planning it all weekend. in the break room during lunch, i'll confess to you and you'll freak out and kiss me, and then hopefully it pisses yugyeom and jaebeom off!" mark explained.
"wow, nice thinking, white boy." bambam grinned, nodding his head in agreement. he was surprised that mark had come up with such a genius and brilliant plan.
"HEY. you're dating this white boy, so shut up." mark glared at him, making bambam laugh loudly.
"you're so dumb! oh my god!" bambam shook his head, and grabbed the box cutter again. "whatever, let's just get this finished and then continue planning for this."
"okay."
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12 pm. lunch time. bambam was kind of nervous for the plans that were ahead, hoping desperately that it would work.
he walked into the break room, grabbing a cup of ramen and cooking it quickly. no one else was in there yet, so he sat down after his noodles cooked and ate for a few minutes. everyone came pouring in soon after, sitting around the table. mark sat next to bambam, giving him a look, which bambam responded to with a nod.
bambam glared at jaebeom as he sat next to yugyeom. liar.
"so, how was work so far guys?" jinyoung asked, breaking the tension between the four who were fighting.
"i cut my finger with a box opener," bambam pouted, sticking his hand out and showing jinyoung the cut he received from the knife.
"that's deep, did you get it cleaned?" jinyoung said with worry, inspecting his wound some more.
"can my tears clean it out? i cried a lot." bambam whispered to jinyoung, who laughed a bit.
"i'll get some stuff, okay?" jinyoung smiled, standing up and letting go of his hand. bambam smiled and nodded a bit, looking over to yugyeom, who stared at him with something in his eyes that bambam couldn't tell what it was. yugyeom quickly looked away when they made eye contact, staring at his burger instead. no one really knew what to do.
"bambam," mark said, bambam quickly looking up at him. he cocked his brow, and took a bite of his noodles. "i have to tell you something that i've been meaning to tell you for a while.."
"what?" bambam said, his mouth stuffed with noodles. fucking adorable.
"i really like you." mark said. jackson choked on his lunch, looking over at mark with wide eyes.
"what? you said bambam is like a bro-" jackson started, before mark kicked him underneath the table. jackson shut his mouth. youngjae looked between the two, he could tell something was going on.
"you do?" bambam asked, his eyes lighting up. "i like you too!" bambam giggled, smiling cutely and scrunching his face up.
before anything else, though, yugyeom snorted hard, breaking out into laughter. everyone looked at him with confusion, watching as he shook his head, still laughing.
"your acting is terrible!" yugyeom laughed out, making mark and bambam scoff.
"it's not acting!" bambam whined.
"if that's your plan to get attention from me, it didn't work. i don't care!" yugyeom said, shaking his head again. he got up from the table with a heartless laugh, and left.
bambam burst into tears, hugging his knees to his chest and burying his face in them. his cries were slightly muffled by his legs, but everyone could hear him loud and clear.
"bambam.." mark said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. bambam continued crying.
jaebeom glared at bambam.
"stop fucking crying!" jaebeom shouted, standing up from his chair. "you're such a fucking baby!"
bambam looked up at him through his tears and glared back at him, still crying.
"w-well maybe if you didn't fucking make out with yugyeom when you knew damn well that i liked him, nothing would be wrong right now! you're the one that started it all! you kissed youngjae, you kissed yugyeom, and that's why i kissed mark! do you think i really like him?!" bambam cried out, shaking his head. "don't you know mark likes you too? though i don't blame him if he's lost all of his feelings for you!"
"shut up!" jaebeom said, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. "i-it's not my fault.. you don't understand.." he whimpered, and bambam instantly regret what he said to the older. he was just angry, bambam wasn't a mean person. "everythings just crazy, right now! i moved here because my dad divorced my mom because of me! i'm still not over that, and when i found mark, i liked him so easily because i was so desperate for attention and love that i needed and never got! and now all of this is happening and i just don't know what to do anymore!" he cried more, trying to stop then from coming.
"what do you mean because of you?" jackson asked, getting up and slowly embracing him in a warm hug.
"he never liked me that much and then when i told my mom and dad that i was gay, that was it for him." he mumbled, but then quickly pushed away. "i-i have to go.." he said, sniffling and walking out of the break room.
bambam sniffled and got up, grabbing tissues and drying his tears with them. jinyoung walked in soon after, hugging bambam tightly before cleaning and bandaging his wound.
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lim jaebeom finally stopped crying, wandering aimlessly down the aisles until he bumped into an angry looking yugyeom.
"s-sorry." jaebeom mumbled, looking away in embarrassment. yugyeom looked at him with a sigh.
"why did you kiss me?" yugyeom asked, pocketing his phone.
"i-i don't know.. i'm so sorry.." jaebeom sighed, feeling his tears coming back again.
"well, now mina broke up with me and i lost my best friend. that was mostly my fault though."
"y-yugyeom, i'm sorry.." jaebeom said, now crying silently. he thought that maybe everything would be better if he was dead.
"it's whatever. i guess..? because for some reason, i don't care that mina broke up with me." he said softly, leaning against the shelves of books.
"no?" jaebeom furrowed his brows, sniffling.
"nope." yugyeom said. "i thought i liked her."
"is there.. is there someone else you might like?" jaebeom asked, hoping and praying to whatever was up there that he could fix what he ruined.
"i don't know." yugyeom said simply, shrugging and crossing his arms over his chest.
"what do you mean?"
"i just.." he sighed and shook his head. "never mind. there's no one i like." yugyeom said, starting to walk off.
"bambam?" jaebeom said quickly, making yugyeom stop.
"i don't think i actually like him. i think it's just.. i don't know. he's adorable but.. i think i'm just going through some phase because i want love or something, and my best friend is the one that catches my eye first." yugyeom said, his words coming out quick and his cheeka turning a light pink for a brief few seconds.
jaebeom shook his head and smiled softly. he just wanted to scream how much bambam liked, no, loved him.
"but if he liked you back?"
"i-i don't know." yugyeom said, sighing yet again. "why are we even talking about this? the only time i like guys is when they give me blowjobs."
"think about it." jaebeom said, turning around. "why do you think he does what he does around you?" he said softly, walking away quickly before yugyeom could do anything.
yugyeom's eyes widened.
what?
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ok this chapter highkey trash i was gonna make it different and really good but i didn't 😬😬😔😔sorry😔
BUT OH MY GAWDDDD I'M SO CLOSE TO 100K ON SOMETHING GOOD THANK YOU I DON'T DESERVE IT