wikyd. chapter 9

Author's Note:

So before anything else, I just want to say sorry for the delayed update. I was just busy meeting with the deadlines of my works. And I'm a bit stressed out that's why this chapter is a bit short. I hurriedly typed this down so you may see a lot of wrong grammar and s but I think it's still bearable to read.

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Its Tuesday morning when Yugyeom decides to head towards the Cherry tree before his class starts. He had already taken Bambam to his classroom so he has a lot of free time to just be lazy, right now. He was feeling lonely, though. Jaebum has no classes during Tuesdays and Jackson is sick. Youngjae has been missing in action ever since the acquaintance party. He didn’t even see the older at the port, so he guesses that Youngjae did not attend.

His lonely thoughts are interrupted by the vibration of his phone. He takes out the device from his right side pocket and smiled. It was a message from his one and only Bambam.

From: Bambi <3
To: Kim Yugyeom
7:28 AM
Yugyeomie, are you still up for later?

Yugyeom mentally groaned at the cuteness of the message. It makes him want to squeal, which is very unmanly so he gave up the thought and just simply replied.

From: Kim Yugyeom
To: Bambi <3
7:29 AM
Of course, baby. I won’t miss out our first date ;)

He practically gagged at the cheesiness but doesn’t mind as long as Bambam is happy with it.

From: Bambi <3
To: Kim Yugyeom
7:29 AM
You’re so cheesy >_<

From: Kim Yugyeom
To: Bambi <3
7:30 AM
Anything for you :* I’ll pick you up later, so wait for me okay? I love you.

From: Bambi <3
To: Kim Yugyeom
7:31 AM
Okay, Dad. Haha. I can’t wait for later! I love you, too :*

The once lonely boy is now gone, replaced by a giddy teenager who still acts like a high school student in love. He can’t help but fall deeply. Bambam is just a sweet kid. He has a bubbly personality which Yugyeom loved so much. And he would never get tired of it.

“What’s with the cheesy look you’re giving to your phone?” Yugyeom cranes his neck around and sees Jaebum who makes his way to sit right next to him. He gave the older a confused look. “The atmosphere around you, I could practically see hearts, floating. Getting laid?” He asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

The younger smiled and shook his head, earning a confused look from his cousin. “I’m going to have a date with Bambi!” He almost shouted out of sheer excitement and happiness, which didn’t go unnoticed by Jaebum.

“Are you for real?”

“Yup,” Yugyeom enthusiastically said as he continues to grace his lips with a smile that never seems to go away these past few days. “We’re not together, though,” he added.

“What do you mean?” Okay, that confounded Jaebum’s confusion until he widens his eyes as realization hits him. “So, you’re like courting him or something?” He wants to make sure if his suspicion is right or wrong. When he got a nod, he could feel his jaw dropping down to the ground, “No way,” he muttered in disbelief.

“Yes, way,” Yugyeom chuckles, but this time it came off as timid and shy.

“, you sounded like a girl!” Jaebum exclaimed, pointing out the slight changes in Yugyeom’s behavior and attitude towards relationships. As far as he could remember, Yugyeom is never fond of serious commitments. What the younger hated the most is being restricted from having fun and having his freedom taken away from me which is the very essence of loyalty.

Yugyeom really wants to punch Jaebum for calling him a girl but that would only mean that he’s denying his love for Bambam so he holds himself back. But his blush continues to spread across his cheeks from getting teased by his cousin. “I know, now stop teasing me. I’m trying to protect my pride as guy here.”

The older only chuckled at the younger’s words. Jaebum lifted his hand up and pats Yugyeom’s back, “I’m happy for you,” he said. He is truly happy for his cousin because finally, finally he had found his one and only; the one who could make him cherry, the one who could make him want serious relationships and the one who could make him believe in love, for real.

He can only wish his cousin good luck for his journey towards everlasting love.

‘Ark, so cheesy,’ Jaebum grossed out.

Jackson woke up feeling light. His body temperature is now lower compared to yesterday which is a good sign since he don’t usually recover fast from flu. He slowly lifted his body supported by his elbows as he tries to adjust his eyes from the blinding light of the sunrise that is slipping through his opened windows. He must have felt really hot last night.

He looked down on himself and saw that he wasn’t wearing anything on top. But that doesn’t really surprise him considering that he loves to sleep under the covers. And besides, he also admires his body- a very narcissistic side he had developed from all the love he’s been getting from his fans (who mostly are girls but boys are not an exception though).

Standing up, he flexes his muscles, trying to get rid of the sleepiness. He went to one of his drawers near his closet and pulled out a black tank top and covered his muscled chest and abdomen with it before going out of his bedroom. He heads towards the living room since he could clearly hear the noise from the television and saw Mark lying comfortably on the couch. He was lying on his side with the remote control lazily gripped by his hand as he scanned through the channels. Boredom is evident on his face as he tried not to fall asleep.

The Hong Kong native silently sneaks towards the back of the sofa, careful not to make any noise to inform the red head that he is already awake. He stands there for a moment, admiring Mark’s side profile. He slowly smirked- an evil grin and bends down abruptly, letting his lips get in contact with the red head’s cheeks, making a loud smacking noise. The action startled Mark, causing him to sharply angle his head towards Jackson who has a wide grin on his face- almost victorious looking which kind of annoyed him.

“Good morning, Princess,” Jackson greeted, his voice hoarse and deep from sleep. Mark slowly sits up but remains silent. He eyes the younger who made himself comfortable, sitting beside him. Jackson notices Mark’s silence and looks at him, his grin still on his face, “Stop being so grumpy early in the morning, angel. Aren’t you happy that I’m fine and all better now?” He said and leaned back on the couch.

‘It was a lot better with you sick and less annoying,’ Mark huffed and glared at Jackson, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he shifted his eyes and glared at the television instead because he knows that his neck would be complaining if he angles it too much on to the younger’s direction.

Although Mark was supporting a frown on his face, Jackson made no movement to stop him from staring at the older. At this point, he really stared at the details instead of the whole picture of Mark’s attractiveness. Since the opportunity has been offered to him now, might as well take advantage of it while he still can. ‘Damn, he’s too ing beautiful,’ he thought.

His eyes lazily traced on Mark’s face. He started on his fiery hair which is a complete contrast with his white, pore-less skin, down on his smooth forehead, his eyebrows thick and badass, his beautifully sculpted nose, his round eyes that frames his clear, honest orbs, his long eyelashes that complements the rise on his cheekbones and Jackson’s eyes settled on those lips- those pink, seductive lips that he had tasted once which was an awesome experience because he loved how their lips had fitted together and how those lips were unexpectedly soft and moist.

“What are you staring at?” Mark spats, feeling his cheeks getting hotter from Jackson’s piercing, almost-melting stare. Mark hated being stared at because he feels awkward and he doesn’t like being left clueless of what to do, especially when the stares are coming from Jackson.

“Your lips,” Jackson immediately muttered and Mark blushed hard (if that was even possible). He looks at the younger and confirmed that Jackson is staring at him- at his lips, to be exact. Unconsciously, he pokes out his tongue to wet his lips and bites on it. It was a habit he had picked up whenever he’s anxious about something and right now, he is feeling nervous. “Ooh,” the Hong Kong native moaned causing Mark to furrow his eyebrows, “You better not seduce me with your lip-biting or I’ll take you right here, right now,” Jackson teased, purposely lowering his voice to make it ier.

Mark mentally slapped himself, ‘ing .’ He closes his eyes for a moment and tries to regulate his breathing because his heart is now beating so fast, banging so hard on his chest. ‘Calm down. Gosh. It’s just Jackson being a ert and suggestive,’ he sported a horrified look on his face when he realized what he had just thought. ‘Seriously, Mark? Suggestive? You think that Jackson is suggestive. Stop kidding me!’ He internally cried at his messed up thoughts and there is no one to blame but Jackson.

“Let me guess,” Jackson interrupted his reverie, “You’re thinking how y I am right now and that thought kind of horrifies you because it didn’t cross your mind that you’ll ever think of me as one.”

Bull’s-eye, just right on the target.

‘, was I that obvious,’ Mark thought. “As if, who even said that you’re y? You’re just a egoistic bastard who is far from being charismatic!” He yaps, but in truth, he is just denying the very truth. Yes, he does think that Jackson is y and has a strong appeal that no one could ever imagine but he won’t tell that to Jackson because it would only make the latter more conceited than he already is.

“Whatever you say, baby,” Jackson whispered on Mark’s ear making the latter shiver. He leans back against the back of the couch again and stares at Mark for the second time. His eyes never leaving those lips he has been dreaming on tasting for the second time.

“Ugh,” Mark groans and cradles his head on his open palms, “Why did I even agree to take care of you on the first place?” He thought out loud.

Jackson chuckles and runs his hand through his bed hair, straightening it a little bit, “Because you ing love me and you can’t resist my iness, that’s why.”

“I’m not even talking to you,” the red head glared at Jackson and just continues to groan. Jackson’s smirk only widens, a tinge of amusement flashing on his already-teasing face. Mark lifted his head from his hand and faces Jackson this time, “Can you stop looking at me like that? It’s creeping me out. And don’t even think about me having thoughts of you being y and all because you’re not. You’re not even my type so stop assuming- hmm!”

Mark can only look at Jackson in utter surprise when the latter had grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a kiss, effectively shutting him off. He immediately places his palms on Jackson’s chest, groaning at the kiss as he tries to push the younger male but obviously he lacks strength against Jackson so he just gave up after a few unsuccessful shoves.

But what surprised Mark the most, is how Jackson is kissing him right now. It has a different feeling compared to the last time when Jackson had roughly taken his first kiss. He could totally feel his lips melting, not because of how their lips have been moving around in synch, but because it is just a soft smooch. No tongues. No teeth. No biting. It is just their lips on top of each other, squirming lazily- just leisurely enjoying the long peck. Another thing that made Mark dumbfounded is the very fact that he is feeling lightheaded and a little bit delighted (just Mark, not accepting everything) of his current situation.

The kiss triggered his little, cute butterflies in his stomach to flutter and fly aimlessly around. It makes his head dizzy but at the same time, it made him feel safe and warm. His eyes are now getting droopy until it came into a complete close, fully immersing himself into the pleasure of Jackson’s lips. He could feel warm hands gripping his own until it was lifted just to be circled around the younger’s neck.

Jackson pulls Mark into his embrace as he rests his back at the couch again so that Mark is half lying on top of him. He encloses his arms around Mark’s waist as he continues to lavish attention on to the latter’s lips. He pulls away to look straight at Mark’s eyes. The latter opens his eyes a second later and stares back at Jackson, their lips a few centimeters away. They continue gaze at each other’s orbs as if they are speaking through them as they panted against each other’s lips. Jackson then leans forward and he rests his forehead on Mark’s and breathed out a few words that momentarily made the latter’s breath to holdup.

“Be mine, Mark.”

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