"I've Been There Too a Few Times."
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If there was a way to stop loving him I would. If there was a way to end this hurt I’d do it.
Kunpimook and Jackson had known each other since they were children, spending their years growing and learning together, hurting and healing together. They were as close as brothers, always had been always will be.
Kunpimook had loved Jackson since before he could remember, before he knew what love was. He had only ever had eyes for the Hong Kong native, his hyung who he cared for more than he should.
Jackson had loved Kunpimook for six years, and counting, since the ripe age of fifteen when his feelings began to blossom beyond the flowers of friendship.
He wanted to be with his ‘BamBam’, he wanted it more than he had ever wanted anything…
But he was afraid… so very afraid that he kept his distance. The between them scared him; the thought of losing BamBam stopped him from ever getting too close.
By trying to protect BamBam from his feelings he only broke the younger boy further and further. Cracking him into splintering shards until BamBam could barely hold himself together.
They loved each other without knowing, one pushing the other away, and the other trying to pull them back together.
There was only so much of it BamBam could take, and he was close approaching the end of his limits. He loved Jackson, but all the pain wasn’t worth the barely there moments of happiness.
Jackson loved BamBam, but he couldn’t let himself go. He couldn’t move past the thought of losing BamBam all together in the end.
What happens when BamBam has finally had enough, and Jackson finally realises he’s doing more bad than good?
Foreword
The last string inside him snapped, and at that moment, he honestly didn’t care if he never saw Jackson again.
Maybe he could live his life well without Jackson Wang, without that perfectly dense, sweet, stupid man.
BamBam didn’t bother wiping his tears, knowing they wouldn’t stop. “Take me home.” He whispered resting his head against the window and closing his eyes, praying that he’d be home soon so he could lock himself in his room to be alone with his sadness and guilt.
He heard Jackson release a shaky breath, ignoring the fact that he knew the older man was crying. One look and BamBam would fall straight back to the ground, fall straight back into Jackson. He’d take back everything he said and apologise over and over until Jackson held him.
Not this time.
Well this is my JackBam spinoff from my MarkJin fic ‘U Got Me’.
It’s not essential to read that fic before this one, but it would probably help a little.
This is going to be angst with a happy ending because in reality I love writing fluff.
Sorry not sorry.
It is inspired by Taylor Swift’s song ‘style’, an entire scene in this fic is based around the song’s lyrics.
The first time I heard it on the album I got so many ideas, and wanted to write something with the ideas I had. I guess I got my chance with my small snippets of angst filled JackBam in the MJ fic.
I like the idea of the two of them going back and forth between giving up on their love for each other and wanting to hold on to what’s left. They’re so mixed up in each other that they don’t know who is who anymore as they try to figure out who they are without each other; because they’ve always been together.
So yeah^^ This is probably going to be split into two or three chapters because, this is me, and for some reason I’ve already written eight pages and I’m not even half way through… I always write such long stuff I swear lmao
I’m not going to rate it, there’s no ual content, just swearing. (Cover your eyes children.)
Please subscribe, comment, and let me know your thoughts! Thank you for taking the time to look at my work. If you’ve come from ‘U Got Me’ HAAAIIIIIII<3
UPDATE!!!!!
I would like to mention to you all that a wonderful reader of this story has asked my permission to translate this story into Spanish!!
Go to the last chapter to learn more!^^
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