If Kim Yugyeom dislikes one thing, it's being forced into doing something he didn't feel like doing.

"Yugyeom, I don't care how good of a christian boy you are. You lost this bet, a deal's a deal."

But the one thing he disliked even more than that, was losing a bet to Jackson Wang. Because not only did the boy get cocky about it, but he also had no limitations.

"Can't you pick something else? I don't want to do this." Yugyeom frowns, feeling his belly tighten nervously.

"Stop being a baby. Last time you made me french kiss Mark in front of all of his friends. Remember that?"

"Right, but you guys are dating now." Yugyeom points out and Jackson rolls his eyes.

"Whatever," Jackson sternly looks at Yugyeom as the school bell rings.

"You're doing it."

Yugyeom sighs and solemnly walks to his next class.

"So to know cosine you need to know the hypotenuse and the adjacent-"

Yugyeom barely listened to the math teacher as he talked on and on about triangles and angles and whatnot. He was busy thinking of a way not to embarrass himself while doing Jackson's dare. But knowing how things work in high school, that was basically impossible. There was no way he could do anything secretly since the other was basically always followed and protected by people.

He turned his head to the right side of the class, near the exit door to spot the male with red wine hair. He yawned and seemed to be writing something in his notebook. But Yugyeom could tell he was simply coloring something. How could a small male like him be so arrogant and have such a reputation.

That Yugyeom really wondered.

"Kim Yugyeom," A deep voice calls and Yugyeom is startled as he snaps his head towards the front of the class, where his teacher was looking at him, "If I am boring you, you can tell me." The math teacher speaks.

"No, I'm sorry." Yugyeom clears his throat and does a hand gesture showing the teacher to continue. "Proceed."

The teacher sighs and turns his nose back on the board. A few students chuckle.

Yugyeom let's out a big breath and glances slightly to the side of the class. His problem was looking at him with a small smirk, endearing and amused. Yugyeom is slightly taken aback but does not let it show. However, before Yugyeom could reply with a smirk back, the other had already turned his head and went back to drawing.

Yugyeom groans internally and looks out the window the rest of the class.

•••

Everyone knew him. Thick lips, tanned skin, long legs and openly bisexual Kunpimook Buwakul. Also known as Bambam. The boy had came sophomore year only to set the whole school on fire (not literally of course). The Thai did not give a single care about school, he was known for being fashionable, straight forward and a real-hussy, put nicely.

Bambam had dated many people at school, and the rumors of the number he had dated out of the school was unbelievable. It didn't matter whether it was a male or female, Bambam managed to make them fall for him. It was insane because even if people knew about him and the many people he dated and had sex with, people would still try to go after him and if he went after them, they would immediately accept. At some point dating Bambam had become the golden achievement of Leewood High.

"Okay, Yugyeom. I saw him go in the bathroom. Alone, for once." Jackson speaks softly.

"Who?" Yugyeom yawns, as he watches the people walk into the lunchroom, caring more about the food he will eat soon then Jackson's nonsense.

"What do you mean who? Bambam, you dumb." Jackson clicks his tongue.

"Oh..." Yugyeom nods, remembering the bet. "But why do I have to go now, it's lunch time!" Yugyeom tries to complain as he stops walking.

"Do you not want to get this over with? I literally gave you this bet last week and you have not made any type of move, Yugyeom." Jackson sighs, knowing Yugyeom was just trying to get out of this.

The tall lad bites his lower lip looking at the ground. He sighs and looks at his friend with the best annoyed expression he can muster.

"Okay, I'm going."

"Good boy," Jackson grins making Yugyeom cringe. "Don't forget that I need proof." He winks before heading to the lunchroom alone. Yugyeom guesses he will be at Mark's table for lunch. He sighs and walks slowly to the bathroom.

Before going inside he hears water running. He wonders if there were other people in there. Maybe he could get out of it if there were? But going in, all he finds is a small framed boy splashing water on his face. His heart races trying to figure out how he will do this. The other lift his head and goes for the napkins on his side. He dries his face and jumps back seeing Yugyeom there.

"Shit-! You scared me." he gasps,  dropping the wet napkins he had been holding.

"Sorry," Yugyeom looks for anyone who could be in the bathroom. They are surprisingly and unluckily alone. He picks up the wet napkins and throw them in the trash.

"Um, did you need something?" Bambam raises an eyebrow, brushing his hair back using his fingers.

Damn.

"I...Well.."

Bambam tilts his head.

Yugyeom wants to run and hide. But he stays still, looking at the other's beautiful brown orbs.

"Dude, are you o-"

"You're cute." Yugyeom lets out. And he feels like a bunch of the weight on his shoulders was lifted. As if saying those words had freed him or something.

"Excuse me." Bambam frowns.

"You're cute," Yugyeom repeats.

"Like really cute." Yugyeom approaches the other taking him in. From his tight jeans wrapping around his skinny yet beautiful legs, his nice v-neck showing his tanned flat chest, from his plum lips to glistening face. He himself doesn't know what is happening when his lips are touching the plum lips the other owned. He opens his eyes and realizes his doing. Quickly straightening up, and with a big gulp, the lad's brain begans working again, and shit, Bambam was looking at him with big eyes.

"Wh-"

"Oh, Bam?" a voice comes from behind Yugyeom. Yugyeom violently turns around to meet a chocolate haired boy.

Yugyeom recognized him. Youngjae. Bambam's bestfriend. How this Angel had ended up being the best friend of the school's biggest scandal still amazed Yugyeom.

"Yo, I was looking for you everywhere...What is..um?" Youngjae looks at the tall boy and his friend.

"Hey Yugyeom, you okay?" Youngjae questions, seeming confused.

"Yeah, I'm fine, got to go."

"Oh, okay, see ya-"

Yugyeom dashes out. His heart is ready to call it quits. He begins imagining Bambam explaining to Youngjae what had happened, then Youngjae gasping so loud he tells the whole school, and then the whole school telling their mamas. He feels like puking, but for that you need the restroom and Bambam and the other boy were probably still there, so this throwup he would just have to hold in.

•••

"So, did you do it?!" Jackson grins when the other boy sits across from him. The lunchroom was busy and loud as usual. And like Yugyeom had guessed, Jackson was in fact at Mark's table, with Mark on his lap. Yugyeom decides to sit across from them, next to the quiet kid Songhyuk who never lifted his eyes off his book. A kid prodigee for you.

"I-"

"Do what?" Mark asks Jackson, eyebrow raised.

"Nothing."Yugyeom replies first, earning him a curious look.

"It's nothing, babe." Jackson kisses the other boy's cheek.

The boy still looked suspiscious but carries on eating his food and looking at something on his phone.

Yugyeom sighs. He had taken food but didn't feel hungry. He grabs his plastic fork when he feels his phone in is pocket vibrate.

Yugyeom looks at his phone.

Bapo Hyung:
So did you do it?! 👀

Yugyeom rolls his eyes at Jackson before looking back at his phone.

No. He sends back before focusing on his plate.

•••

It is Friday and Yugyeom is exited to leave school. Jackson had not been to school today and suspiciously Mark hadn't either. So Yugyeom decided not to go to lunch since his only lunch table buddy was Jackson and the others Junior and Songhyuk who were always awkwardly quiet. He grabbed his food and snuck up the stairs till he reached the roof of the building, where he use to eat alot with Jackson freshman year. He really missed this place.

He opens the door which led to the outside and let out a pleasant sigh as the cool air hit his face. He smiled to himself and walked to where a backless bench had been left for no one in particular. He is slightly taken aback as he sees a pair of people next to it, lying on the ground, one on top of the other. Yugyeom notices what they were doing and frowns.

"They're tainting my place." he mumbles. Just then the male on top of the other male, with hair Yugyeom could recognize anywhere, lifts his head to directly look in Yugyeom's direction. Yugyeom gulps. He watches the male lick his lips and sit up, leaving the other on the ground. He had dark black hair, thick eyebrows and small eyes. The lad buttons his shirt and seems to say something to the one who lay still on the ground. He exits the roof after giving a quick smirk to Yugyeom who only felt utterly confused and disgusted.

He walks closer to the other who was lying down. If he didn't know better he would've thought the other was dead.

"Bambam." he mumbles.

The other opens his eyes in surprise, a smile slowly creeps on his face.

"Hey bad flirt. What are you doing up here?"

His hair was a mess, his shirt was slightly lifted and his pants were not zipped up all the way.

Yugyeom blinks. He raises his hand and shows his bag of chips and water.

"It's lunch time." Yugyeom approached the bench, not sure if he should sit on that or next to Bambam.

"Right, but you know the lunchroom is downstairs right?" Bambam chuckles and sits up.

"And do you know the bedroom is made for sexual activities?" Yugyeom sits next to Bambam nonchalantly. Bambam glances at him but looks back up at the sky.

"You're more straight forward than I thought."

Yugyeom opens his bag of chips and begins munching on one. The two stay next to each other, in silence.

"You're not going to ask?" Bambam speaks after a few minutes.

Yugyeom glances at Bambam, he looks at his bag then extends it towards the other.

"Want chips?"

Bambam stares at the bag then chuckles. Looking back at Yugyeom he sighs. The boy was either completely clueless or he did not care.

"No?" Yugyeom asks.

Bambam tilts his head and positions himself so that he is on his knees. Yugyeom looks at him up and down, in utter confusion, when the other begins walking on all fours towards him. Yugyeom slightly lowers the Doritos bag that was in his hand. He looks side to side as Bambam came closer.

"Um," Yugyeom gulps.

Bambam is now on his lap, straddling him. Yugyeom is confused. Lost. Nervous.

Exited.

"Bambam?"

The last thing Yugyeom sees is Bambam closing his eyes and closing the gap between the two by placing his soft lips on his own. He feels a little self aware wondering if Bambam would taste the doritos he had been eating. He forgets everything when Bambam begins sucking on his lower lip and bites it softly. His lips were soft, and he could smell a tinge bit of vanilla lip balm. He could taste it too.

Fuck.

"Next time," Bambam breaks the kiss while Yugyeom still felt lightheaded. "kiss me right, okay?" Bambam smiles and leaves- but only after grabbing the Doritos bag that Yugyeom had dropped.

Yugyeom blinks, trying to analyse what had just happened. He and Bambam had almost made out. Almost because Yugyeom was stupid and too soft. Why did he freeze when he could've kissed back? Dumb Yugyeom. Headass.

He sighs wondering what the other's intentions were, and if he even had had any. He then remembers the guy from earlier, with the thick eyebrows and small eyes. That's when he realises the Thai male had been kissing the thick eyebrowed guy from earlier. And doing much more than him and Bambam ever will.

Yugyeom kind of wished he had brought more money for another bag of Doritos.

•••

"So, did you do it yet." A week has passed and Jackson is getting impatient, whilst Yugyeom seriously wonders why the other had not given up.

"N-No. I can't yet, it's weird..."

"Dude, stop being a scaredy cat!" Jackson yells.

"What if he's dating?!" Yugyeom argues.

"He isn't!" Jackson flails his hand in the air. "How many times do I have to tell you that the last time he dated it was that one old japanese guy that got arrested for gang stuff?!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, damn it."

Yugyeom sighs. Because not only had he heard runors that stated otherwise but also, compared to a Japanese Yakuza, Yugyeom felt like a shrimp.

•••

It's Wednesday afternoon and Yugyeom is drenched in sweat. He had just came out of his dance practice and decided he needed a very cold drink from the very coffee shop he was now sitting in.

PS: Bless air conditioning.

"Hey."

Yugyeom looks up. The server was smiling politely at him. Yugyeom suddenly wants to yell at the manager to turn up the AC.

"Hello, earth to Yugyeom." The other chuckles. And it is beautiful indeed. A poetic chuckle.

"Oh, hey. Sorry."

The boy smiles.

"You look like you've seen a ghost. You okay?"

"Yeah..." Yugyeom nervously plays with his fingers under the table. He really hated how the Thai boy made him feel this way at times.

"I see. You didn't think you'd find me working in a coffee shop?" Bambam smirks.

"I..Well, I kind of seen you a few times." Yugyeom admits shyly. And he had. Honestly speaking, Yugyeom had planned this. He needed to get this bet over with and this was the only place he knew where students wouldn't bother him.

"Huh? I don't remember seeing you..." Bambam frowns. Nobody but Youngjae knew Bambam worked here. It was away from the school and in a neighborhood Bambam knew the students at his school did not frequent.

Yugyeom bites his lip.

"On wednesdays afterschool I have a dance class about a block away from here...when I pass by with a friend, they often stop here for a coffee or a cold drink..."

"And so you have seen me..." Bambam smiles down at himself. Yugyeom guesses it's because Bambam finds this funny of some sort.

"So, what do you want?"

"Huh?" The boy answers dumbly.

"You are hungry? Thirsty?...or did you come here to steal some AC? — or a kiss perhaps?" a smirk appears on the tanned male's lips.

Yugyeom blushes. Bambam knows his weakness, and it seems that he will use it to kill him.

"Oh I want a mango lemonade, with ice please."

"Ok, check. And will that be it?"

"Yeah." Yugyeom nods. Bambam smiles before walking away. Yugyeom sighs and looks at the other costumers, all sitting and drinking their coffee. All discussing things apart from those who seemed to be typing something on their laptops. He hoped he didn't smell too strong. WOuld the other tell him if he stank up the place?

"Um," Yugyeom hears and snaps his head towards the voice. He is yet again met with the same brown eyes and rich wine hair. A beautiful bordeau which made his skin seem ethereal.

"Want to do something after school this Friday?" Bambam questions. Yugyeom stares, letting his mouth open. Bambam wants to laugh but refrains from doing so.

"Sorry?"

"Want to hang out? With me..this Friday." Bambam shrugs nonchalently. He seems to do it to show that he wouldn't be hurt if getting rejected but Yugyeom sees something else.

"Okay. Yeah."

A big smile forms on Bambam's face. Probably the biggest Yugyeom had ever witnessed. And to think that this smile was towards him. God.

"Cool! I'll write down the info."

Till that Friday, Yugyeom tries hard not to let the strange movies he was making in his head get to him.

•••

The thing after school on Friday is a movie. Honestly Yugyeom had made films in his head, quite dirty ones in fact. He tries his best not too look too disappointed when they arrive in front of the movie theater. It's not that he was disappointed but...You could say the films he had made in his head had brought the expectations of today a little high.

Not only mentally, but physically.

"So, do you like action movies?" Bambam smiles, holding the popcorn in his arms and already munching on some as they walk towards the movie hall.

"Yeah, they're cool." Yugyeom shrugs, sipping on the coke Bambam had insisted to buy.

Bambam pouts and stops walking.

"Wait, so you don't like action movies?"

"It's not that..I guess..I'm a little bit of a romance sucker." Yugyeom admits. Although horror movies were a close second, he enjoyed watching romance. It was weird.

"What, are you serious?

Yugyeom nods.

"You," Bambam snorts. "Okay, that's cute. I wouldn't have seen it coming." Bambam shakes his head. " I guess next time I'm treating you to a chick flick."

Yugyeom blushes, embarassed, but smiles nonetheless. Bambam seemed to be okay being around him. And that was cool. He really wondered if Bambam was like that with Thick Eyebrows. But Yugyeom could honestly not imagine Bambam buying coke and popcorn for him. Maybe he was being treated like a little brother of the same age after all...

The movie ends and Yugyeom can't believe how loud the other could be. For an hour and fourty five minutes the Thai boy commented on the movie at least every five minutes.

"Woah, this movie was so cool! Did you see how the car basically flew from one building to the other? I can't even.." Bambam babbled on as they walk shoulder to shoulder under the setting sun. Yugyeom simple nods, enjoying the other's company.

"Bambam," he suddenly stops, coming into realization. Bambam stops and turns around, raising his eyebrow at the taller one.

"Yeah?"

"Are you dating someone?"

Bambam blinks. "No."

"Oh...Okay." Yugyeom nods and begans walking once again. He only realizes Bambam isn't following him after a few more steps.

"Bambam?" He looks at the Thai boy, who had a visible irritated expression on his face. He walks closer to him.

Bambam let's out a strong sigh.

"You're not going to ask me out?"

And they date.

•••

At school they act natural. Basically as if they did not know each other. Jackson still keeps asking about the bet but Yugyeom changes the subject or tries to make him forget about it. Some days afterschool they go on walks or in convenience stores to buy icecream. Yugyeom is surprised when Bambam invites him to his house. He prepares himself, in case something serious happens, but the two end up watching alot of chick flicks like Bambam had promised. Yugyeom does not mention how small Bambam's house was, how different his lifestyle was from what he had imagined and he doesn't ask how hard it is for Bambam to live alone. At the end of the day they end up on Bambam's bed, and Yugyeom makes sure to wrap his arm around the other as tight  as possible.

•••

It is on a Monday that Yugyeom suddenly feels the urge to use the restroom in the middle of his History class.

"Mrs. Pyun, may I go to the restroom?" Yugyeom asks his history teacher who nods and signals him to go. The boy smiles and jogs quickly towards the restroom. He pushes the door open, quickly getting ready to finally relieve himself.

But.

He sees the bordeau locks, fingers grabbing tight unto the others belt as though they would save him from drowning. He finally diverts his eyes to the male in black hair and all-black outfit. And then looking back at the other, he sees those eyes opening and looking at him. His heart sinks.

Yugyeom sees red.

The raven haired was kissing the smaller boy furiously, almost as if he had been starved for months. The sight disgusts him and before he can even think of simply walking out, Yugyeom lunches forward and grabs the black haired male by the collar. He pulls him off Bambam and pushes him inside of a stall.

"What the fu-"

Bambam's eyes are wide and tears are threatening to fall out.

"Yugyeom, wait-!"

Yugyeom punches the boy once, he is about to strike a second time but stops himself. Knowing he could get suspended he doesn't go for a second blow, cursing a few words under his breath. "Don't touch him again." he groans and leaves the bathroom without sparing the other a second glance. He simply grabs the Thai boy's arm (a little too tightly Bambam would complain), and stumps out angrily.

"Yugyeom, I swear I didn't-"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Bambam follows Yugyeom who was walking furiously out of the school and towards the outdoor parking lot full of cars.

"Listen Yugyeom, I swear to you. He forces himself on me and..I'm weak Yugyeom, I'm so freaking weak it's disgusting." Bambam sniffs but does not let a tear spill out. He refuses to.

"That's not what I'm asking you..."

"Yugye-"

"If someone is forcing you to do these kind of things, why didn't you tell me?"

Yugyeom is hurt. He had seen it before but done nothing.

"I mean seriously Bambam... What am I to you?"

Bambam blinks. He watches as Yugyeom lets out a big breath and sits on a curb. He bites his lip before walking next to Yugyeom and taking a seat next to him on the curb.

"How'd you know?"

Yugyeom wants to say his eyes. It was his eyes that told him the very second he had looked at him that one day on the roof. And then again they had told him just now.

But he doesn't.

"I just knew.."

Bambam sighs and looks up at the sky.

"Who would believe the school's biggest slut, Yugyeom? There's no point telling anyone about how I am abused everyday. How guys call me their girlfriend or wife even after I reject them. Girls threatening to report me for abuse if I don't date them. How rumors are already accepted without me confirming them...I have Youngjae but..No one else can believe me."

"I would. And I do." Yugyeom affirms. "I believe in you and you are suppose to believe in me. I'm your boyfriend...And I would like to believe you are mine. Only mine." Yugyeom bites his lip. His hand searches for Bambam's hand and grabs it tightly.

Bambam is taken aback. He tries his hardest to hold back his tears, but when Yugyeom pulls him into a hug, he breaks.

•••

Yugyeom is over Bambam's house. It had become a habit to hang there since there were no parents to pester them and loudly whisper how cute they were together.

Ugh, supportive families.

Music from Bambam's ipod was blasting through the house. Yugyeom had recently discovered that their music taste were almost identical, which was interesting since the two were so different.

"Bambam," The thai boy feels the big arms wrap around his waste. He bites his lip, glancing at the other.

"I'm hungry, Bambam."

Bambam rolls his eyes.

"We just had ice cream from the convenience store, be patient. The noodles will cook soon." Bambam looks over the water which was barely letting out vapor. He really needed to get a new stove.

"Bambam," Yugyeom drops a kiss on Bambam's neck. "I'm really bored." he drops a kiss on his shoulder, squeezing Bambam a little tighter.

Bambam gasps softly but bites his lip to hold himself from doing anything unnecessary.

"Then go play a game on your phone."

"I don't want, to play a game." Yugyeom kisses Bambam's neck multiple times in different spots. His voice was deeper than usual, and Bambam felt threatened. In a very good way.

Yugyeom's soft lips, brush against Bambam's soft and tanned skin. It is when reaching a certain spot that Bambam shudders. Yugyeom turns the other around who looks up at him. His beautiful eyes a mixture of emotion. Yugyeom let's his fingers reach the rim of Bambam's shirt,

"I won't hurt you," Yugyeom looks into Bambam's eyes. " I swear."

Bambam nods and drops a tender kiss on Yugyeom's lips, pushing them both out of the kitchen and into the bed room.

That after noon, the water is left on the stove burning.(JK,Bambam forgot to turn on the gas, that's why the water wasn't boiling.)

•••

"Yugyeom my man." Jackson smirks as he sits accross Yugyeom who was happily eating his lunch.

"You seem so happy lately I can't even recognize you. You're even glowing! Are you ptegnant?" Jackson jokes, to which Yugyeom rolls his eyes. He was beyond happy but no where near pregnant.

"None of your business."

"Wow, I'm going to be an uncle." Jackson chuckles.

"Speaking of business...If you keep this up, instead of the bet I'll have you giving me $100 dude."

Yugyeom rolls his eyes. Jackson really is not getting over this.

"Get over yourself Jackson, I got the thing done."

Jackson raises an eyebrow.

"Did you really?? Where's the proof?"

"Seriously," Mark speaks up as he arrives at the table. "You guys need to include me, what is this thing you've been pushing him to do Jackson?"

Yugyeom sighs again. It has almost been a month and Jackson was not over it.

"Its about another boy at our school." Jackson winks and Yugyeom growls.

"Jackson, stop."

"You guys always keep me out of the loop." Mark pouts, "Whatever you guys keep playing your children games." Mark gives his attention to his plate. Jackson whispers a few things in his ear before the lad is all smiles.

"Well, anyways Yugyeom, if you dont do it, I will~" Jackson sings.

Yugyeom freezes.

"Don't you dare touch him."

Jackson is slightly taken aback by Yugyeom's warning tone.

"Nobody said anything about touching him, what's wrong with you...?"

Yugyeom sighs. Hiding a secret was hard.

•••

It is whilst walking towards the parking lot, where he and Bambam always met after school, that Yugyeom notices Jackson walking away from Bambam, a big smile on his face. He bites his lip, having a terrible feeling.

"Hey." He forces a smile whilst arriving towards the other, dropping a soft kiss on his cheek.

The other seems surprised at first. He looks up and smiles. But it doesn't look right to Yugyeom.

"Oh, yeah. Hey."

"Um... Ready to go?"

Yugyeom doesn't know exactly what Jackson had said to Bambam while he was gone, but the other seemed out of it. He was about to point and out but the other spoke.

"So I was just a punishment, huh?" Bambam almost mumbles to himself. But Yugyeom hears, and hears it clearly. Yet he answers dumbly.

"Wh-What?"

"You asking me out Yugyeom, or acting like you liked me...How could you?" Bambam was shaking, and it scared Yugyeom. The male looked at him desperately. He was searching for something in his eyes. Hoping it was all a lie.

"What? Bambam, that's not-"

"It's okay," Bambam grins, cutting the other off. His desperation out of reach. He wipes a tear before it could even reach his cheek. "Guess I deserve this for being a hoe, right?"

"You're not any of that, look at me Bambam." Yugyeom is brushed off as soon as he tries to reach for him.

"Dont ever. Ever in your life call me again, just—stay away from me."

Yugyeom is unable to speak. He is unable to run or even simply call after the other as he walked away furiously. He heard him sniffle and mumble a few things under his breath before disappearing.

•••

Yugyeom felt like shit. Utter shit.

The kind a dog owner wouldn't even try to pick up. He wanted to choke himself, but not after choking Jackson who had ruined everything.

"Hey man...Why are you up here, not eating?"

I don't want to, fuck you.

Yugyeom says nothing as he stared at the sky. Two days without Bambam speaking to him felt like a whole eternity.

"I know I play around a lot but..maybe telling me what's wrong would help you?"

"No. you've done enough." Yugyeom's words come out as venom. They're harsh, and he only regrets it a few seconds later.

"Is it..Bambam related?" Jackson speaks carefully, as though trying not to break anything.

Yugyeom keeps quiet, he simply closes his eyes and takes a breath before deciding that he could speak.

"I liked him. I still do. Love him maybe. But he heard about the bet."

Jackson realizes his mistake. The bet, telling Bambam– now he feels like shit.

Yugyeom knows be feels that way, but he can't help but remind himself that it is also his fault.

"Wh- Well then I have to go fix it dumbass!"

"No!" Yugyeom quickly sits up and shakes his head at Jackson. "He probably hates and cannot trust me anymore. Just...forget it."

"But—"

"Let it go Jackson. Forget it."

•••

"Alright you, what's up with you and Bambam?"

Yugyeom looked up from the sink. Youngjae stared at him, arms crossed and unreadable expression. Yugyeom knew that Youngjae wouldn't fight him because he was a well known-pacifist, but for Bambam he wasn't sure what Youngjae would do.

"I– uh.."

"Did you actually use him?"

"No, of course not."

"Then why is he like that?"

"Like what? Is he okay?" Yugyeom had tried to see Bambam in the hallways. At least from afar. Yet all he would get was a glimpse of his hair or dazzling smile. But then.. those eyes...

Although rumors had spread that the Thai had begun dating some motorbike gang member and Yugyeom hoped it was false. That they had something, and that Bambam wouldn't replace what they had so quick.

"He's okay." Youngjae responds simply.

If he hadn't spent these past weeks with the shorter male, he would've thought that the other had meant it. That he was truly okay. But Yugyeom knew Bambam now. And just by looking at his eyes he knew that the other was anything but okay.

"I swear to you, I like...I love him. I would never deliberately try to hurt him or do anything that could put him in pain."

Youngjae stared deep into his eyes. As though searching for the truth that lay there.

"Just...give him time." He said before leaving the bathroom, leaving Yugyeom dumbfounded and thinking that maybe he just had to move countries so he never had to hurt everytime he couldn't hug Bambam.

And time is thankfully only three more days. When he receives a text from Bambam asking him to see him in front of his house, Yugyeom almost forgets to wear his shoes out.

"Hey." He breaths, almost out of breath.

"H-Hey." The Thai male responds, hands in his hoodie.

"Can we sit?" Bambam moves his head towards a nearby bench in front of Yugyeom's apartment building.

The other nods and they walk there to sit. The first minute feels weird. Yugyeom's heart feels like it wants to pop out of his chest and his hands feel sweaty and need to grab unto Bambam's. He wanted to hug him so badly.

"The bet wasn't to date you...Or use you." Yugyeon blurts out, wanting to make sure Bambam understands that he would never do that to him. Ever.

"I just needed to get a look at your panties..."

"My panties..." Bambam does not seem phased. At all. He just echoed the words.

"Jackson dared me to get a photo of your panties..or I mean, underwear. That one day in the bathroom, I was suppose to ask you if I could see them and then take a picture of them." Yugyeom blushes. It was weird to feel shy about this now, but saying it outloud was different.

"Oh, because I'm so easy huh?" Bambam questions. But it sounds strange.

"I'm not sure what he was thinking but...Bambam you have yo believe me when I say that when I kissed you in the bathroom, it was not a game, it wasn't. I couldn't help myself. You mean so much to me Bam." Yugyeom could choke. He would shout it out in the middle of the night right now and get yelled at by all of his neighbors if it meant Bambam would believe him.

Bambam looks deep into Yugyeom's eyes, and the lad wishes the other would see how truthful he was being. A sigh leaves the Thai boy's lips as he looks down at his hands.

"Jackson and Youngjae told me..."

"What? What did they tell you?" Yugyeom questions.

"Jackson explained the bet a bit more clearer. I kinda yelled at him, about how he was a dumbass and punkass, hopefully he gets over it." A small smile appears on Bambam's lips. Yugyeom smiles slightly, his heart filled with hope.

"And Youngjae," the boy grabs into the others hands, Yugyeom looks down with a gulp as the other shyly fiddled with his fingers.

"He told me you look like shit. You really do Yug."

Yugyeom snorts.

"Can't say you look any better."

Splaf. A hit on the chest. Well deserved honestly.

"And who's fault is that!"

"Sorry." Yugyeom bites his lips and uses a hand to cup Bambam's cheek. Bambam says nothing but doesn't lean away from his touch.

"Look, Bambam..." Yugyeom looks at the other seriously. "All of the feelings—the little things and moments we had, it was not for the bet. I had forgotten about that bet the second I started talking to you inside the boy's bathroom. I promise you."

Bambam smiled.

"You promise never to let me go, even if we break up?"

"Wow, you're thinking about all that?" Yugyeom playfully frowns.

"Hey, got to make sure I always have you around me to make me feel pretty you know."

Yugyeom chuckles.

"You'll always be the prettiest, wherever you go."

"You nerd. Kiss me, and I might show you what kind of panties I'm wearing tonight."

"Don't do that with me, you know we can't do that at my house." Yugyeom hisses. The other was back to being a flirt, and this always affected him physically.

Bambam grins.

"Too bad, I'm wearing none."

"Bambam!" Yugyeom exclaims, utterly baffled.

Bambam laughs so loud actual neighbors open their windows to curse at the two boys. Bambam is nearly in tears when Yugyeom decides to shut him up by covering his lips with his own.

"You're being loud dork." Yugyeom mumbles against him with a smirk. He had missed the feel of their lips against one another. What had Bambam does to him.

"You love this dork. We're dorky boyfriends together." Bambam grins into the kiss and wraps his arms around the other, they get so close no space seems to be spared between them as they go back for another kiss.

At that moment, Yugyeom promises to let it known everywhere that he was Bambam's and that Bambam was his.

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Author note: y'all should I separate this oneshot in parts, its long AF lol