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"You should be happy." Jaebum spat, pacing the small room like a tiger pumped full of amphetamines.
Jinyoung looked at him from where he sat on the mattress, rubbing his sore shoulder and trying to figure a way out of this, knowing full well there wasn’t one. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
Jaebum stopped walking, keeping as much space as possible between them. "This is what you’ve been wanting, right? To fuck me? Here’s your chance." His voice was steady but his hands shook.
Fucking Christ. How was he supposed to respond to that? Of course he wanted to fuck him, he had for years. But not like this. Never like this. Whatever the fucking polar opposite of this is, that’s how he wanted to fuck him. That didn’t seem like the right thing to say, somehow. Jinyoung didn’t have to see Jaebum in that moment. He could feel his nervous energy from where he stood.
"No." Jinyoung snapped, standing up.
Fuck.
FUCK.
How the fuck did he end up in this situation to begin with?Series
- Part 1 of Cry for Us