•Jinyoung•

Jinyoung dragged Jaebum outside. As they went outside, Jinyoung saw that they were in a place with trash cans around them.

"Give me the recorder", he said to Jaebum, as he put his hand in the air. Jaebum gave it to him in silence and Jinyoung dropped it to the nearest trash can.

"I don't want you to in any circumstances get on Yugyeom's level. That's okay, right?... More than that, was this fun?", Jinyoung asked while glaring at him.

"Was what fun?", Jaebum said, confused look plastered on his face.

"Was it fun watching me run around in the palm of your hand?"

"No. It was actually really frustrating."

"Then why-"

"To get one thing straight. I never planned to involve you at all. Yes, I was working with Bambam, but dragging you into this was all a produce of his plans.", Jaebum said as his hand moved Jinyoung's shirt a little bit so he could see the other's bruise on the neck that Bambam left.

"I told you to stay still, but you,Park Jinyoung, walked in here with your own feet. Maybe I should've said a few things before I left."

"What?"

Jaebum took Jinyoung's hand gently and placed his cell phone to it. "I didn't tell you anything this time, because I knew that you wouldn't be able to sit still and I would lose track of you..."

"My cell phone. Why do you have this?! Do you know how long I've looked for it?!"

"Bambam called you while you were asleep so I took it with me. I figured you'd do something stupid again. Of course, things ended up exactly the same.", Jaebum said.

"I-I had no other choice! How was I supposed to believe you when you said you were fine? That you weren't only saying that so that I don't worry! I couldn't stay around and watch. Eather way, you should've at least given me a hint!",Jinyoung said, frustrated.

Suddenly Jaebum's hand slipped to the other's neck, pulling him closer, as he whispered "Were you worried?",he whispered as he moved his hand to other's cheek, and other hand on other's waist, pulling him closer.

"It's interesting. You act like you don't like me, but you worry about me. And you watch over me with affection in your eyes. Like when we were younger. That's the part of the reasons why I recognised you earlier." , Jaebum said in the smoothest way possible.

Jinyoung blushed deeply as he pushed Jaebum's hand off of his face. "How can you say such cheesy things?! This is making me cringe you know that..."

Jaebum grabbed his hand. "Park Jinyoung.", he whispered softly.

"Don't call me that! I'm still mad at you!", Jinyoung pouted.

"Jinyoung."

"I swear to god yo-"

Suddenly, Jaebum shifted closer, this time whispering to other's lips. "You. Are. Adorable."

He connected their lips together as he held one of his hands up in Jinyoung's hair, while the other on his waist. He kissed him passionately as if it was the last time he kissed him. Their tounges collided and they were fighting for dominance until Jaebum won, smirking to other's lips.

After they pulled away, Jaebum berried his face into Jinyoung's neck, breathing in his smell. He was breathing heavily so Jinyoung had to ask him if he's okay.

Jaebum just nodded, lying.

He closed his eyes.

And all he could see was real Jimin, talking to him.

"Mother says I won't be the one dying soon, it will be you. Because Im Jaebum will no longer exist."

And to that Jaebum just whispered.

"It doesn't matter.

Because in the end,

This is all for him."
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~The end~