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the war within youngjae had only worsened the more he pondered whether or not jaebum was being sincere. he wanted to trust the elder, so much.
"jaejae? are you okay?" jaebum asked, reaching out for his hand. youngjae snatched his hand away and looked with tears building in his eyes.
"please don't touch me," he whispered, his head hanging low, with his eyes glued to his feet.
"what do i need to do to make you trust me?" jaebum asked with his voice wavering. he wasn't one to cry but the younger affected his feelings so greatly.
"i can't even trust myself how am i supposed to-" jaebum cut him off by grabbing his face and planting a small kiss on his lips.
the feeling was bliss, despite being a quick action and youngjae couldn't deny how it melted all his thoughts.
"j-just, please don't hurt me again." the younger whispered with his mouth agape.
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