It was kinda amusing…

… That thing so obviously Youngjae tried to hide without even trying hard enough.

His jealousy.

Like a little kid who doesn’t want to share his candies, Youngjae frowns and pouts displease every single time Jinyoung grabs Jaebum’s hands and randomly start to play with them. It doesn’t matter if it’s in the dorm, in an interview or in the middle of a shoot; Jaebum all the time could take a quick look at his cute little vocalist and delight himself because of how obvious and adorable Youngjae was.

It always happens too when Mark playfully tried to feed him in the mornings. Jaebum likes the special treat the actual oldest of the group gives him once in a while, but he also loves the way Youngjae leaves the table with a lovely blush on his cheeks and his soft, bother voice saying something like ‘ewww hyungs, stop it.’   

It’s even more amusing to see the way Youngjae grabs his arm and pulls him away from Yugyeom and out the gym when the maknae was pushing him to keep working out when the leader was having a lot of trouble trying to keep on breathing after being drained, no energy whatsoever left on his poor sore anatomy. But Jaebum lets himself chuckle at those moments, hearing Youngjae mumbling not so nice words for their maknae.

In any of those circumstances, Jaebum can feel his heart beating excitedly fast and joyful. He can feel his eyes shining when Youngjae looks at him. And he can feel a smile curving instantly on his face when Youngjae turns his gaze away and blushes…

…Jaebum knows he has a special place in Youngjae’s heart, he is not afraid anymore.

But there are times when he feels a burning pain suffocating his heart. It was on special times, when Youngjae’s jealousy takes dark shades of sadness and those small eyes reflect how hurt the singer is in those moments.

In those moments when Jackson hugs him, when Jackson caresses his hair and cheeks, when Jackson kisses his cheek just to fool around, when Jackson makes him laugh, when Jackson smiles at him and he smiles back at his friend…

…When Jackson’s mare presence around him makes Youngjae’s beautiful eyes look so lifeless.

Jaebum can’t really understand why Youngjae reacts like that just at his interactions with Jackson. Is true that he was attached to all his bandmates, until the point fans started to believe there were something more than just a great friendship between them and created special ‘couples’ and such, but he had opened up to Youngjae the most… and that’s exactly why he had fell in love.  

Judging by the way the vocalist gets so jealous thanks to their bandmates, Jaebum is sure Youngjae already knows his feelings… but why is Youngjae so sad and hurt just by Jackson?

It’s not like he gives the rapper special attention or something alike to that.

Well, maybe is true that ever since that one night Jackson confessed to them how much it weighs on him to be so far away from home Jaebum had been trying to be closer and extra nice to his softhearted bandmate to show him he honestly cares about him, and Got7 should be like his second home.

So probably Youngjae misunderstood...

A long, heavy sigh escapes his mouth as he walks through the hallway, hearing Mark’s voice calling them because another old episode of Igot7 Show was randomly playing on the TV again. His feet move following the path down the hallway, but his mind can’t help but be in other place. The situations was getting out of control and he has to confess really soon if he doesn’t want to keep seeing Youngjae so hurt.

But confessing his feelings, even if Youngjae already knows, is still the hardest thing to do.

Is not that Jaebum doesn’t trust Youngjae, but saying ‘I love you’ wasn’t precisely the easiest thing to do for him. Showing his heart without any protective shield, being completely vulnerable in front of those eyes… it was kinda dangerous.

-Leader! Come sit with me!- Jackson’s sweet voice echoes in his head for a few instants, until his dark eyes focus in the living room where everyone was already comfortably sited.

Taking slow steps closer to his bandmates reunited in the comfy place, he takes a quick look at Youngjae sitting in the big couch between Mark and Yugyeom, before placing his eyes back to Jackson when he reached his side.

-Jackson, I can’t sit in your lap.- Jaebum says somewhat bothered, noticing there were all the seats taken and he should sit on the hard floor.

-Come on, hyung. It’s not like we never sit like this.- Jackson comments slightly amused, quickly hugging his waist and pulling him down to his lap.

-Well… I think is true…- he mumbles, not really knowing what to say when Youngjae’s eyes where already staring at him from afar.

-Okay, okay, okay! Shhh! Its starting!- Bambam says so excitedly, grabbing a handful of popcorn as Jinyoung by his sides steal one or two from him.

Jaebum chuckles at the whining face the second youngest made to the stealer singer, hearing Yugyeom’s unmistakable laugh filling his ears… as well as Youngjae’s nice one. His bronw eyes couldn’t help but look at the two youngest sitting beside each other, and a frown couldn’t help but form on his face at the sight of the dancer’s arm around Youngjae’s shoulders.

“Why don’t you push him away?” he wonders as his dark eyes turn back to the TV, while he leans against Jackson’s chest in a more comfortable position.

The show starts after a very boring cut, just like Bambam’s cheers for himself when it was his turn to be present on the screen. The noisy sound of Yugyeom and Youngjae laughing were mixing with Bambam’s voice, making something twitch uncomfortable inside Jaebum’s heart. 

It’s not that he was jealous but…

His dark eyes covertly turn to his right, watching his bandmates laughing and Yugyeom’s big hand squeezing Youngjae's shoulders and hiding his amused face in the singer’s neck.

… Screw that, he was burning with jealousy.

His arms cross angrily above his chest when his attention was one more time on the show, noticing that the first game had begun and no one seems to care at the moment. A frown forms in Jaebum’s face at that thought, wondering why are they even here if all what they are doing is hearing Bambam scream and the rest of the maknae line laugh.

You know, the usual.

Knowing that staying in that environment only could make him feel awfully bad, the leader was ready to stand up and go to his room to do something more productive… like listening music, read some good book or just mentally kick himself for being such a coward instead of being him the one who makes Youngjae laugh and smile.

But before his muscles could do any movement, gentle hands place on his waist and a soft , low voice whispers in his ear making him tremble. -It’s something wrong, hyung?-

His surprised orbs slowly look up at Jackson’s brown ones, biting his bottom lip nervously before answering with a selfless tone. –No, nothing is wrong. Everything is perfect.-

But even so, the uneasiness was so audible on his voice.

-Hyung, you really worry me… It has been so long since you are like this, can’t I help you with anything?- Jackson says and Jackson wonders with that heartbreaking concerned gaze that makes Jaebum feel like the worst friend in the universe.

Can he keep hiding the truth from Jackson? Can he still keep all that pain just for himself?

Can he still endure it alone?

He sighs low, turning his gaze away from those brown orbs which seem to be looking right into his soul. –I just have… some little problem with Youngjae.- He says soft and low, almost like a secret whisper.

-A problem about what?- Jackson wonders with his kind smile, making him feel uncomfortable.

-Well… it’s just… something about…- Jaebum mumbles, feeling even more nervous at each second which pass without giving an answer.

-Something about what?- his friend asks curios yet still nice, knowing that he had a hard time answering.

But the leader can’t really bring himself to respond with the true and neither with a lie. So smiling awkwardly he quickly turns his eyes back to the TV. –It’s not really important. Let’s just watch the show.-

His heart was beating frenetically desperate at the moment, and his shocked mind was pleading to some Deity to erase his friend’s memory so he could breathe in peace again... But there are words reaching his ears like a secret murmur, making his body cold as snow because he knows not even God could help him now.

-Is it because you can’t confess to him, hyung?-

His heart seemed to stop beating at that question, and he forgot how to breathe when the idea of Jackson knowing his feelings rang all the alarms in his mind.

Hell, he was so screw right now.

Slowly and carefully Jaebum’s brown eyes place themselves on his bandmate, mumbling a nervous question between trembling lips. -How do you know…-?

-So it’s true?- Jackson wonders surprised, his brown orbs opened wide in shock. –I thought I was seeing things, but it’s true?!- he wonders a little louder, making the oldest boy shiver in fear.

Jaebum was literally in hell now.

-Shhh!- he rushes to say, putting his hands on the boy’s mouth before Jackson could keep talking. -Please Jackson, don’t tell anyone.- he pleads in a desperate whisper, watching those brown eyes shining with their characteristic sweet spark

-Jaebum, Jackson! Stop making a love-line when we are not looking!- Mark’s teasing comment suddenly was echoing in his mind, just like Jackson’s tongue the palm of his hand was making him pull away.

-We are not making a love-line!- Jaebum quickly tries to clarify, almost jumping off  his friend’s lap when he found Mark’s and Jinyoung’s smirks on their mocking faces.

-That’s right. We were just trying to do the ‘mouth-to-mouth’ game that was cut in this episode… but just without the paper.- Jackson mischievous voice rings right into his ear just like Jackson’s hands were closing around his waist from behind. 

He felt a cold, cold shiver running down his spine when the rapper’s hand slowly went up to his neck; kindly forcing him to turn his head around… only to find that handsome face way too close for comfort. Their noses brush mildly against each other and the leader trembled when he felt Jackson’s warm breath caressing his lips like a ghost.

That felt just so wrong.         

-Jackson, stop playing around!- he quickly frees himself form the uncomfortable situation, giving to his young friend an awkward frown but Jackson just smirked at him.

-Oh, my cute leader got embarrass.- his friend playfully comments, placing an arm around his shoulder to squeeze them together one more time. –Let’s see if Youngjae likes you back…- Jackson whispers on his ear, not giving him time to process those words when lips were already kissing his cheek and making him blush for the sudden attack.

Jaebum’s eyes opened wide at his friend’s sweet touch, just like his entire face colored in a slight pinkish tone and a small surprised whimper slip out his mouth thanks to Jackson’s action. Looking back at his other five friends he couldn’t help but feel even more embarrass as Mark and Jinyoung’s smirks and Bambam’s amused smile…

…Luckily, he couldn’t say the same for Youngjae.

-Jaebum hyung, can I have a moment with you?- the singer wonders in a creepy nice tone, his tiny eyes stabbing the leader’s nervous ones.

He swallowed hard at that question, at Youngjae’s upset orbs which pierce every little part of his soul with just a hard gaze; and all what he did was nod slowly. –S-sure…- he added with a trembling smile, watching his bandmate passing by him on his way to his room.

He knew what Youngjae implied with that only but clear act, so taking a deep breath and with one last smile for the rest of the band he slowly follow the boy’s steps; watching Youngjae’s back just a few, long feet away from him as they walked through the silent hallway… feeling freezing chills along his body when the vocalist finally entered his bedroom.

Jaebum was scared now, he is not gonna lie. Knowing the younger boy’s temper, even the most unthinkable thing could come ones he cross that door… but he was ready for anything, scared as hell of course, but still ready for anything Youngjae could say –or maybe throw- at him.

Wasn’t him…?

-Can you come inside, hyung?- Youngjae’s forced gentle voice was once again freaking him out, tempting him to turn around and get the hell out of there.

But his heart hold him in place, beating fast and hard with that unbreakable hope that reminds him all those past moments when Youngjae showed him his honest jealousy… when Youngjae showed him his has a special place in the singer’s heart.

Feeling his chest a little more light Jaebum calmly sighs, taking short final steps till he finally is inside the young boy’s room; being welcomed with Youngjae’s sweet and unique scent instantly. He heard a soft ‘click’ behind him, knowing that Youngjae surely was going to talk very loud. So slowly he turned around…

But quite contrary of what he was waiting for, there were small hands on his chest pushing him down on the comfy matters; and sweet, plump lips kissing him roughly y. It happened fast and Jaebum enjoyed it with all his being… but there was something odd in the way Youngjae kisses him.

There was something odd in the way Youngjae bites hard on his bottom lip, so hard that Jaebum himself could feel the sweet taste of blood mixing between their tongues. There was something odd on the way Youngjae’s hands were roaming across his chest under the shirt, leaving small but deep scratches on his skin…

… It felt like if Youngjae was punishing him for something he doesn’t know.

-Youngjae…- Jaebum whimpers once he managed to push his bandmate a little, feeling that soft mouth going down his neck. –Ah! Youngjae, stop!- he begs as sharp teeth sinks playfully hard on his fragile skin.

But Youngjae wasn’t showing any attempt to stop: that hot tongue sensually slow the small wound those white teeth made, going down and down on Jaebum’s neck; leaving a road of kisses till they hard on the base. His hands keep moving as well, reaching the leader’s s and pinching them slightly hard from time to time... just like his hip press harshly against Jaebum’s, making their sensitive areas to rub together in a tempting friction.

-Ah, Youngjae stop… I-I don’t want it like this.- Jaebum mumbles as serious as he can be when all those good sensations were heating him up gradually.

But Youngjae was angry, he could feel it, and there’s no way he could make love with Youngjae so furious…

…And less if he still didn’t confess his feelings.

His hands quickly find their way cupping Youngjae’s face, gently bringing him up till their eyes could meet again… seeing those beautiful orbs full with tears which roll down Youngjae’s cheeks and wetted his fingers in a warm, sad caress.

-Youngjae…- he whispers concerned, feeling his heart aching painfully when the young boy slammed his hands away and sat on the edge of the bad, giving him his cold back.

Jaebum could hear the singer’s heavy breathing breaking the night’s silence around them, but he knows the boy was holding back his crying. Youngjae could be so stubborn, he knows that too well… and he knows he should say something, something good really fast.  

Carefully he sits beside his young bandmate, biting nervously his bottom lip as his left hand kindly place on Youngjae’s back. –Youngjae, don’t cry…- he mumbles as calm as he can, feeling his heart beating hard against his chest.

But Youngjae abruptly stands up, staring down at him with those hurt and upset eyes. –Leave…- he hisses through clenched teeth, making the leader tremble uneasy.

-Youngjae, I’m sorry…- Jaebum quickly stands up as well, looking directly into those saddened orbs.

-Oh really, hyung? You sorry?- Youngjae wonders sarcastic, yet still dangerously angry.

-Well, yeah…- he mumbles slightly confuse, wondering why the vocalist got so ironic out of nowhere. –I don’t quite understand why you get so angry but I’m sorry if I hurt you.- he says honestly, watching how the younger boy frowns.

-You know, hyung…- Youngjae mumbles low, his tone getting darker. –You know. I told you that night…- he says, teardrops falling slowly from his small eyes.

-Youngjae, I really don’t know… what did you told me?- Jaebum wonders sincerely lost about what the boy was talking about.

-Stop playing around! You know!- Youngjae exclaims irritated and somewhat frustrated. –You weren’t completely asleep that night, you heard me! Why don’t you stop this game and tell me what you feel!- he adds a little louder, feeling his heart about to burst.

Jaebum just stays silent for a moment, blinking incredulous at what he had just heard. That night? He wasn’t completely asleep? He heard him? Stop this game and tell his feelings…?  That one time in Jinyoung’s room… it really wasn’t a dream?

Of course it wasn’t.

A smile curves itself on Jaebum’s lips as he hears how fast his heart is beating. He bites back a laugh as he walks closer to his small bandmate, feeling kinda stupid for realizing so late that Youngjae only wanted him to finally confess… But he had been so obvious until today, why would Youngjae want words?

The sweet grin on his mouth got wider when he leaned closer to the younger boy’s face, seeing how the singer frowns still slightly upset but with an adorable blush painted all over his cheeks… and Jaebum just pecks Youngjae’s lips, looking straight into those sweet  eyes before saying what his cute tiny bandmate wanted to heard so stubbornly.

As soon as words left his mouth, Youngjae tears stop and a beautiful smile paint on his face. Those shining eyes curved in lovely crescent moons, filling his soul with pure tenderness… And as soon as he confessed, those plump soft lips sweetly lock with his own; sharing the same deep emotion they had for each other.

The same deep emotion Youngjae was so impatient to hear in words that made his pounding heart beat calmer… but now that he had heard them, he can feel how his heart jump joyfully fast; repeating those words in every single happy heartbeat.

-I love you, Youngjae… You and all those things you do.-

Guys? Next chapter is the last one! And just one warning: is ~ So if you don't like those kind of thing you can totally skip it, technically this shall be the last one but well I wanted to write a for this too ^^

Anyways, you have been warned!