Determination is the key, Jinyoung likes to think that way. That’s also the reason why he’s on the bench inside an old and smelly car repair shop. He’s getting dizzy by the smell of burnt gasoline and he has been trying his best not to puke for the last hour. He doesn’t even understand himself sometimes, like why is he even here in the first place?

Oh, yeah, he’s here because of his one true love, Im Jaebum. “Hey, Jaebum! Your stalker is here again, you should, at least, say hi.” Says Yugyeom, it’s Jaebum’s junior and he hates him the most. Mark is a lot nicer than that giant baby. Jaebum then rolls out under the car.

This is just one of the moments Jinyoung enjoys the most. Jaebum standing up from the floor mat, sweaty and greasy, maybe a little smelly. His orange uniform, a little wrinkly and dirty. Never in Jinyoung’s whole life he has ever thought of onesies being this hot. His white wife beater perfectly showing his godlike arms and shoulder.

Jinyoung is starting to get used it by now, Jaebum always looking like he suddenly woke up from the wrong side of the bed as soon as he sees him. But even though he looks like he’s mad, he’s still hot as