Bambam twirled his new gym membership card in his hands before taking his wallet out of his pocket and sticking the card behind his ID.
“So, not going to lie, but I’m actually pretty surprised you went ahead with a membership,” Yugyeom murmured, unlocking the car for the both of them to crawl into after an eventful hour at the gym.
“Hm,” Bambam grunted.
Yugyeom laughed. “ is that it? What was the real reason you wanted to join? Call me crazy, but it didn’t seem like you were all too keen to join in the beginning of our lovely exercise.”
The shorter blond stuck out his tongue as he pulled the seatbelt over his chest and clicked it into place. “your over enthusiastic method of explaining the positive points of this gym had me sold,” he said, giving a giant fake grin. The taller rolled his eyes and proceeded to back out of their parking spot and head back towards their apartment.

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Once they were back home , Bambam quickly pulled his sweaty, wet tshirt off and threw it into Yugyeom’s open room.

“hey!”

Bambam ignored him and proceeded to grab his bath towel off his closet door and yell out, “dibs on the shower!” before running in and slamming the door shut. A tired groan was heard on the other side of the door and the blond snickered before turning towards the tub and turning the appropriate knobs to get the water flowing at the right temperature. Soon enough, the bathroom filled with steam and bambam then took off the rest of his clothing, tossed them into the hamper beside the sink and stepped into the hot, steamy shower.
For the most part, Bambam simply stood under the cascading water fall, closing his eyes as he felt the water drip into his face. He couldn’t help but think back to the group they met at the gym..well, more specifically one person they met at the gym. Yugyeom was lucky, he seemed like he knew that crowd…Bambam was just going to have to inconspicuously ask his best friend more information about them, especially the really hot guy with the muscles. Bambam shivered, imagining the way those muscles flexed and extended, small beads of sweat rolling off  strong shoulders and dipping under the confines of that black loose tanktop he wore. What was his name?
‘Jackson,’ bambam quickly answered while finally moving from his stationary spot and grabbing his shampoo bottle.  Jackson was his name. Bambam wanted to learn more about him, he seemed nice enough. Kind of silly, if he remembered quickly, thoughts jumping to the group at the gym, all of them playing and goofing around with one another.  
Biting his lip, bambam scrubbed his hair and the rest of his body, ridding himself of the grime and sweat from a hard hour’s work of exercise. Despite it just being a short hour long, he was kind of exhausted and he wanted nothing more than to just put on his pajamas and crawl into bed with his textbook…he had accidently forgotten to do the homework which was due first thing in the morning for class. If he worked quickly, he could definitely finish it before 2am.
“Bambam, hurry up, you’re going to use up all the hot water!” Called yugyeom through the door.  Bambam groaned loudly enough for the other to hear.

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Sadly enough, bambam had accidently overslept. He was pretty adamant about setting his alarm clock at an early time so he could wake up early enough to fix his hair and get dressed, but staying up till 2am made him forget to do just that and he had woken up with only 20minutes left till class started. He missed the bus he usually took so he had to take the next one, which showered up 15 minutes later after his preferred bus.  He would have probably accidently slept in longer if not for Yugyeom, who noticed bambam wasn’t up and hogging the bathroom and barged into his room, yelling at him to wake up because he was late. And with that, Yugyeom went ahead to class.

Stuffing his notebooks and homework into his bag, bambam quickly zipped it closed and lugged it over his shoulder. It was a pain when all the classes he had required equally large textbooks and he had to carry them all. Giving a pained grunt, Bambam ran past the kitchen, a sad whine when he told himself no time to grab breakfast like he usually did. He’d just have to suffer through the morning on an empty stomach. Bypassing the kitchen, the short blond slipped his feet into his shoes which sat by the front closet and making sure he had his keys and wallet, Bambam quickly stepped out of the apartment, locking the door behind him.
He jogged towards the bus stop, quickening his pace when he saw the large vehicle turn around the corner and stop at the bus sign. “!” he cried out, waving his hands which he hoped the bus driver would see and wait just a moment longer for him. Luckily she did, opening the door and Bambam quickly climbed on, heaving a sigh as he heard the door quickly shut behind him. Just barely made it.
The bus slowly lurched forward, causing the short blond the stumble a bit before getting his bearings and dropping into the closest , empty seat he could find on the already crowded bus. He swung his backpack onto his lap and quickly dropped his head forward against the seat ahead of him, his breath coming short pants. Maybe he really did need that gym membership after all, hot guy or not.

A voice beside him spoke up. “uh..Bambam? It’s bambam, right?”
Bambam flinched before looking up, straight into the eyes of the one guy he was kind of pining over. Jackson.

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unbeta'd because i literally do not care...
im sorry this is like..a month slow update? writing is something  i don't really enjoy, but because of the lack of jackbam fics, i'd figure i'd try o|-< i really have no confidence in my writing either.
I also just started classes up and i'm trying to work on prints for a anime con thats coming up! so those are my reasons for slow updates.. sorry!