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Mark

   Nothing could really explain what kissing was like. I had never been told how it would feel, what would happen, how it would happen. But now that it had happened, I couldn't put it to words. The closest translation would be explaining how his lips felt on mine. Soft? No, it felt something like soft, but not exactly soft. I'm not making any sense. Maybe explaining the taste of his lips? No, there was a taste, but I couldn't figure out what. I bet if he ate something he would taste like that, so it could really differ. I'd test that theory later. My face heated up at the thought.

   To put it shortly, Jinyoung and I had kissed. Well we had been kissing for a while now. At first it had been a small, one maybe two second long just-placing-my-lips-on-your-lips kind of kiss. Then next thing I know after three minutes of staring at each other we were kissing for longer and his lips were moving and my lips were moving. Both in ways I had no control or understanding over. Jinyoung had his hands on my neck, his body above me while I was sitting on the floor leaning on my arms to steady us. There were truly no words to explain what I was feeling at this moment, here, with Jinyoung. And that was okay, in some ways that was all I could ask for. He made me feel the unexplainable, and I was loving every second of it.

   I knew eventually we would have to stop, a selfish part of me didn't want to. Because if we stopped, we would have to talk about what it meant and what was going to happen. All I wanted was to keep kissing him until I couldn't any longer. I didn't want to talk about the future, but we had a future together from the moment I walked in this room tonight and I knew that future had to be discussed. Just as I had finished the thought Jinyoung pulled away, catching his breath.

It was as if he heard what I was thinking because he sat down, waiting for me to say something. At the invitation words started to pour out of me faster than I could think about what I was saying,"I'm new to this." I rushed,"My mother never had the, the time-" I choked up over the word,"-to teach me about...liking people. But from what I've heard, what you told me, I think I like you. Well, maybe I know I like you. And I, um, I know I liked, kissing you." My face heated up again, Jinyoung's eyes watching me carefully,"I just, I'm not sure what to do when you like people, or what you expect from me. Or even if you want to do those things with me-" Jinyoung cut me off with a soft laugh.

"You think I would kiss anyone?" He smiled, grabbing my hand to intertwine our fingers,"Who cares if we don't know anything about liking someone, we can learn together. That's the whole point right? Willing and wanting to figure it out together, and not caring if we mess up." Jinyoung pulled me towards him, until we were switched from our position earlier. I was now the one leaning on him from above, as he sat with his back against his bed so we wouldn't fall over. I already had the urge to kiss him,"So being in love with me was why you were avoiding me Yi en? That's kind of ironic."

  I gave him an innocent smile,"After the whole transition to bandit life I guess it just never crossed my mind that-" I gestured to both of us,"-this could happen." Jinyoung laughed, placing his hands on my waist and pulling me closer,"Well, this, did." He gave me another smile, taking his time to pull me towards him. I frowned as he chuckled,"Don't be like that." He suddenly leaned up and we were kissing again. I was starting to worry I might get addicted to the feeling his lips gave me. As if the whole world was destroyed and the only thing that could keep me sane was this, him. But I probably already was.

   A loud thud was heard in the hallway. Making me jump and pull away slightly,"What was that?" I mumbled instinctively. Jinyoung furrowed his eyebrows in confusin,"We might want to find out." He softly placed his hands on my chest and gently pushed, telling me I had to get up. Sending whoever was on the other side of the door a string of curses I got up. Jinyoung following quickly. Feeling overly confident from my suddenly cranky state I open the door to meet with Jackson laying on the floor a few doors down.

Before I could speak Jinyoung beat me to it,"What the hell are you doing on the floor Jackson?" The said male looked back, his tear stained face shocked. At the sight of us he sat up, wiping angrily at his eyes. Oh no he has been crying. Jinyoung frowned while making his way down the hall, his arm stretched in front of him. Jackson silently fell into his embrace. I quietly watched the scene unfold, far enough to give them space but close enough to hear what was happening. Jinyoung whispered soothingly,"BamBam?"

  A sob escaped Jackson as he nodded,"Jb made m-e promise not to tell him-m what I had to d-do." Hiccups and intakes of breath interrupted his words every so often,"What did you have to do?" Jackson shook his head on Jinyoung's shoulder,"How am I suppose to tell him Junior?" Jinyoung ran his hands through the crying boys hair,"Tell him what?" Jackson sighed, new tears forming,"Jb wants me to be a spy-" Jinyoung cut him off,"Jackson you know he will understand that-" "No, Junior, he wants me to be a spy in the upper class. The castle." The castle? I hadn't heard those two words in what seemed like forever.

The society worked in many levels, and the castle-or royalty- was obviously at the top. From common knowledge anyone would know the top is always the hardest to reach. And from looking at Jinyoung's expression being a spy in the village was bad enough,"Jackson you know he can't force you to do this." Jackson pulled away from the hug, standing up he put space between him and us,"I already accepted. The only thing here is BamBam and he has already been pushing away from me. He doesn't trust me." Jinyoung's face turned stern,"Jackson you know perfectly well why he doesn't trust you. Look at you, you won't even tell him you're leaving!" "It's better he doesn't know." Jinyoung slammed his hand on the wall, making me jump,"Like hell it is! You idiot I bet you all my belongings that Bam is in your room crying right now because he believes you don't love him anymore! For all he knows you've been cheating on him!"

Jacksons expression was one of guilt,"I would never cheat on Bammie. He knows that." Jinyoung folded his arms over his chest,"Does he? For months he has been doubting you because for months you have been coming home late from God knows where! I will not let my friend suffer because you decided to go on some suicide mission without discussing it with him. It is impossible that all this 'drifting away' is only his fault. Now I suggest you go talk to him and reconsider this stupid decision. I'm tired of having to fix your own damn relationship. This is the third time in five years I've had to do this." Having had it Jinyoung pushed Jackson down the hall until they were face to face with what I assumed was Bam and Jackson's room,"Now, we-" He gestured to himself and me,"-have to go back in my room to sleep because we are training tomorrow. Good day."

  Taking my hand Jinyoung dragged us back into his room. Closing the door he immediately pulled me into him, his back on the door. I stopped him before he had time to kiss me,"Not..that I don't want you to, but maybe we should talk instead of dealing with our problems by kissing angrily?" A troubled chuckle escaped his lips, his eyes sad and frustrated,"You're right, you're right. I just am always trying to take care of them. But it's hard when they don't try to help me, you know?"

    I tried to comfort him by hesitantly running a hand down his back. What am I suppose to do to comfort him when I know nothing on what can comfort him? Jinyoung opened his mouth, hesitated, than spoke,"Jb has been obsessed with the castle for years. How to get in. How to take over. How to change the system so we weren't outcasts. He hated being a bandit, being rejected by his family and friends. He wanted vengeance, but then it all went downhill. A plan to take over was set, and it failed miserably. Bandits died, so many of them." His hands unconsciously found their way to my shirt, clutching onto it,"I was only fourteen and in charge of making sure no one was ambushed. A lookout. I watched them die." Holding him close I slowly directed him to the ground and onto my lap. All I can do is listen and be here.

"In Jb's office, I saw the look in his eye as he spoke. He hasn't let it go Yi en. If he sends Jackson into the castle, and Jackson gets caught, it's the end of us Bandits. For all we know, if he isn't caught, it's the end of us. You see the only reason we are here, is because we haven't been found yet. The village wants us dead, the castle wants us dead. We are just trouble in there little sick, cruel, paradise. I can't say Bandits don't deserve it. Everyone here has done terrible things, only few feel guilty about. I can't feel bad for cold blooded murders. It's bad, what we do is bad. Steal, kill, just to have things we don't need. There is a whole forest out there of animals but we steal bread from the poor-" His breath started to get heavier. I quickly shushed him.

"But you feel guilty Jinyoung, and that means something." Jinyoung shook his head,"This isn't suppose to be about me. It's about Jb. I have no idea what he is thinking, but it has to do with the castle, and that can only be bad." His body relaxed against me as his speech ended,"I have to start training you tomorrow, we should sleep." I nodded on his shoulder, pushing him up so I could stand before falling onto his bed,"Take over my bed why don't you." I smiled, too tired to let my mind be filled with all the information I had gathered and how to discuss and deal with it. That's for another day,"Take it over with me?"

"Okay."

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Tadaaaaaa. Lots of new information, but don't worry. The bet is still in play and all will make more sense later. Comment if anything confuses you so I can clear it up!

I have so much to add to the story that the chapters are getting longer