Jackson stops short when he sees the burdened look on Jaebum’s as he sits in the front seat. Ever since he’s known him, the older boy has been the kind of person to take himself and his responsibilities very seriously. Jackson’s injury isn’t even his fault, but he’s probably kicking himself over it anyway. And even if he isn’t, their manager and dance coach is sure to do that for him.

“Is your ankle hurting?” Yugyeom asks from his side.

“No, it’s fine, I just had to fart” Jackson says flippantly before getting into the van. The three youngest all crack up and Jinyoung tells him not to come inside until he’s no longer contaminated, but Jaebum turns his head away with a steely expression reflecting in the rear view mirror. He throws his head back and cackles at Jinyoung’s words, but he’s cold and his body feels like lead.