Wednesday April 1st. 2:10pm

Bambam sat in Mr. Park's creative writing class listening to him go on and on about Lady Macbeth being the master mind behind Duncan's assasination and the fifteen page critical analysis essay he wanted them to turn in after the holidays, but the unnecessarily long essay was the least of his worries presently. Easter was only four days away and he was no where near close to the silly bet he had made with his friends, how was he going to get laid before Easter when he barely even held hands with Mark, his super hot boyfriend, he didn't know if he knew how to kiss since he'd never done it, was he going to be good or at it, initiating skinship was hard, holding hands would only happen when Mark was thanking him for doing his homework or letting him copy off him. He had to do something about it because he can't be the only among his friends. He was still thinking when his eye caught the dozing boy who sat to his left, 'yes' that was his answer right there, Jackson Wang his chemistry lab partner, the guy who was dating someone else every week and if the rumours he'd heard about him was true, then he would be perfect to help him.

"psst!" he tried to get the attention of the boy who had jolted awake after hitting his head on the table "Jackson!" he whispered loudly "pst! pst!" he rolled a sheet of paper and hit Jackson to get his attention.

"What!!" Jackson whispered loudly "can't you tell when you're being ignored?" 

"Oh" Bambam said as he graspped what was going on but he didn't care, he had a mission to complete and whether Jackson intentionally ignored him or not he was going to get the help he needed " hey, i need help with something"

"why are you asking me?" 

"remember that one time when i wrote your chemistry lab report and you said if there was anything you could do for me i should ask?"

"That was a bizillion years ago and that's just something people say, you're not supposed to take it serious, god"

"ok, fine but we're friends and that's what friends do, help eachother"

"We're not friends"

"Yes we are, you're my chem lab partner"

"that doesn't make us friends"

"Oh"  Bambam once again grasping the situation which hurt him, but this was not the time for being sensitive " at least hear me out first"

"I don't---" Jackson began to say.

"Some people seem to have more important things to talk about than pay attention in class i see" Mr Park had walked up behind them, his words making the class laugh "tell me Mr.Wang, whose ambition was the driving force for the play, Macbeth or lady Macbeth?"

Jackson thought for a minute and drew a blank "i don't know sir"

The class broke out in laughter as Jackson's ears turned red.

"You two best pay attention" Mr. Park walked on

Bambam tried to smile as Jackson glared at him "I'm sor---"

"Don't talk to me!" Jackson was on the verge of boiling over

Bambam was desperate and so he did the one thing he knew Jackson couldn't refuse "I'll write your paper!!"

"I said don't tal---wh..wh..what?" 

"I'll write the fifteen page essay for you"Bambam repeated.

"What do you need, i'm at your service" Jackson was smiling now.

"Meet me at the coffee shop across the library after your last class"

8:51pm

Jackson had sipped his hot coffee too quickly out of shock scalding his tongue when Bambam told him what he needed help with, he looked at Bambam pensively for a moment then blurted out "I can't!!, i mean, no  offense or anything,  you're ok looking but i can't just have with you"

"What?" Bambam was confused for second before he graspped what Jackson was thinking "Oh god.. no... not you.. I didn't mean i want you to have with me when i said help me break my ity" he explained " i need to get my boyfriend to sleep with me and i need your help to do it"

"Ah, i see" Jackson couldn't understand why he was feeling dissapointed that Bambam wasn't thinking about him in that way " what makes you think i can help you?"

" Well, you have a reputation in this college and you're frat brothers with Mark so i thought you would know things about him that would help me"

"Mark is your boyfriend?" Jackson was surprised he didn't know and more surprised Mark would date someone like Bambam, Mark liked the cool popular guys and Bambam was far from that.

"So?" Bambam pushed

"I don't know" Jackson found Bambam too pure and innocent and didn't want to be a part of helping  the Jerk, he knew Mark to be, hurt him.

"Fifteen pages" Bambam reminded him.

Jackson considered the offer, he was already failing the class and this paper could turn that around for him, he knew he wouldn't be able to even manage a C if he wrote it himself but Bambam could get him an A. He didn't even know why he was hesitating, the guy wasn't even his friend "ok fine" he agreed, feeling uneasy even though he tried to convince himself he didn't care.

"I only have untill easter, if i don't get him in bed by twelve am on the fifth, i lose"

"Four days? what am i? a fairy god mother?"

"essay, essay, essay" Bambam mumbled against his coffee cup loudly enough for Jackson to hear.

"Fine! we'll start tomorrow"

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Thursday April 2nd. 3pm

Jackson sat in the large plush leather couch in the changing room of the Fendi shop at the mall he had practically carried Bambam into. He had decided Bambam's wardrobe needed a serious revamp after the latter had shown up in a yellow plaid shirt over a white t shirt and khaki shorts, when he had definitley told him to dress as if he were going on  a date with Mark. He looked up from the magazine he was flipping through when he saw the curtains open, he stared open mouthed as Bambam twirled in front of him, the tight rolled up skinny jeans made his long legs look longer and the deep brown sport leather jacket made him look stunning.

"Well?" Bambam asked when Jackson kept staring.

"Um..you look good" Jackson said looking everywhere else but at Bambam, for some reason he just couldn't make eye contact "very good" Jackson swallowed to ease the sudden dryness in his throat.

"Thanks" Bambam looked at himself in the three sided mirror liking the way he looked.

"Ok!" Jackson uncrossed his legs and got up "moving on"

"What next" Bambam was excited as he payed for his new expensive clothes and grabbed his bags.

"smell" Jackson led the way "you will be surprised to know that what you smell like can arouse a person"

Bambam nodded vigrously taking his lessons seriously.

"Now" Jackson turned into the perfume shop two stores away from where they had just been "let's get you a proper scent, it's high time you stopped smelling like irish spring"

"This?" Bambam sprayed the bottle in his hand.

Jackson coughed and whiped the air away from his nose "no, too strong" he managed to say through his cough " you want something not too strong, not too mild, in between that's what you want" Jackson scanned the aisles "ambiguity of the smell gives you a mystery that will make you subtle yet sensual, this is perfect" he grabbed a jeane paul gaultier from the shelf.

"I like it" Bambam beamed mesmerized by the smell and the thought of Mark's face when he sees him in his new clothes and his new smell " Mark will definitely like it too"

"Of course" Jackson's tone was flat but Bambam didn't notice, he couldn't help the tiny jab of unease at the mention of Mark. Jackson was convinced he wasn't jealous, certainly not, he was just guilty because he knew Mark was an . "moving on"

"Where to?" Bambam was thrilled at the adventure.

"Hair"

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Friday April 3rd 10:24 pm

Bambam sat on a blanket in the space he had cleared out in the middle of the flower shop where he worked part time, maybe it was the candles and wine Jackson had brought over to teach him how to set the mood or the sad Norah Jones love song playing in the background but Jackson just looked so handsome, the reflection of the candles in his dark eyes made them look starry. His eyes drifted down to Jackson's lips and when he them after sipping wine from his paper cup, he felt the urge to reach out his hand and touch them. He shook himself out of the thought and popped a chocolate in his mouth bringing his knees up to his chin as he felt a sudden chill in the room.

Jackson smiled as he watched Bambam nod his head to the song, he found it cute, hell everything Bambam did he found cute, the way it took him forever to grasp anything was cute, his purity and naivity was charming and his innocenece made him want to protect him. He saw Bambam run his hands up and down his arm and without thinking took his jacket off, he leaned over and put it around Bambam, as he straightened the front their eyes met and locked and he couldn't stop himself from bringing his head down to kiss him.

Bambam's eyes slowly shut and he laid back on the blanket pulling Jackson down with him, he didn't know why he did it, it just felt right and he didn't want it to stop, his hands as if by their own intuition went up and locked behind Jackson's neck. Jackson held Bambam close to him, as he on the soft luscious lips, his passion began to grow as he slid his tongue inside Bambam's mouth, he wanted to go farther than that, he wanted to claim him and make him his right there, he knew Bambam had totally surrendered with the way his legs were wrapped tight around his waist and his hips were beginning to move, he couldn't bring himself to do it, Bambam was probably tipsy from the wine and it was up to him to put a stop to it or take advantage of him.

Jackson tore his lips away from Bambam's, abruptly ending their kiss and reluctantly looked away from his eyes before they him in again, he rolled himself off Bambam who sat up, his face flushed and breathing heavily "that was, umm" Jackson wanted to tell Bambam that was the best kiss he'd ever had, that his lips were the sweetest he'd ever kissed, that he was beginning to feel things for him "Practice..that was practice" Jackson lied.

"Of course" Bambam tried to hide the disappointment in his voice, he didn't understand why he felt a sting inside him when Jackson pulled away when he was in love with Mark, it was the wine he was sure because what he was feeling in his heart couldn't possibly be feelings for Jackson, because on saturday he was going to give himself to Mark "It's tomorrow, i'm having a date with him tomorrow and then..." he trailed off, not knowing why he felt awful at the prospect of being with Mark, he should be excited.

"ah, i see" Jackson wasn't jealous, he didn't have any reason to be and yet he felt he needed to leave Bambam's presence before he lost control "I have to uh..leave" he got up

"ok, right" Bambam got up too.

They smiled at each other awkwardly

Jackson pecked Bambam's cheek and lingered a bit "Goodluck" he muttered against his cheek.

Bambam nodded unenthusiastically and felt a little empty when Jackson left, kind of like he missed him, impossible.

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Saturday April 4. 11:40 am

Bambam carried a bouquet of red and white carnations as he walked to Mark's frat house to pick him up for their date, he was wearing the clothes Jackson had picked out. Once again he found himself thinking about Jackson, he felt like pulling his hair out at the frustration of it, why couldn't he stop thinking about the kiss, and the way his body had pressed against his and the smoothness of his silky hair in his hands. His breathing quickened as Jackson's face and the thought's of last night filled every inch of his mind, he dropped the bouquet and cursed as he tried to salvage it. Shortly he was at the open doorway of Mark's frat house, he stood there taking a moment to calm his nerves "what are you even doing with that loser? he keeps telling everyone you two are dating" he heard someone say

He heard Mark's laughter "it's all in his head, why would i date a wierdo like him?" he heard him say "he just does my homework and write my papers"

"Then why are you going on a date with him?" another frat boy asked

"I still have tons of papers i need him to write, so i'm giving it to him after we eat together, which he's paying for" he heard Mark's voice again.

Bambam stood in the open doorway gripping the tartered bouquet and looking at the faces of the frat boys laughing at his expence, it didn't hurt, neither did Mark's words but something did hurt so bad he couldn't let out the breath he was holding, it hurt so bad he could literary hear the sound of his heart breaking, seeing Jackson sitting among his frat brother's with a smile on his face hurt more than anything he's ever felt. His body moved without him thinking, he stopped in front of Jackson, picked up the half full glass of milk and emptied it over Jackson's head before storming out.

Jackson looked around at his frat brother's and at Mark who's mouth opened and closed as he couldn't explain what had just happened "wait!!" Jackson run out after Bambam "Wait!! Bambam!!" Jackson grabbed Bambam's arm having caught up to him.

"Let go off me!!" Bambam yelled and his mouth began to quiver "bastard!" his tears fell freely down his face.

"Why!!" Jackson yelled back "Why are you mad at me?! huh?!"

"I don't know!!" Bambam screamed his tears falling more as he couldn't control them "You could have said something to them" 

"Why?" Jackson knew he should have too "I'm not your boyfriend, i'm not the one you couldn't wait to get into bed with"

Bambam felt himself get angry at the truth which hurt so much he let it out by slapping Jackson across the face and turn to walk away

"Fine!!!" Jackson screamed after him "leave!!" he found his eyes water as Bambam left " aishh" he angrily wiped his eyes as the tears fell.

6pm same day

Bambam was bent over the purple hydrangeas spraying just the right amount of water on them to make them misty and not soggy, he put the water bottle down beside the flowers and walked into the shop, he was pulling his apron over his head when the door jingled "we're closed" he yelled and turned around when he didn't hear anything "what do you want?" his voice was croaky from crying all afternoon.

Jackson walked closer to Bambam "I got kicked out of the frat house for knocking him out" he tried to smile.

Bambam turned around to hide his tears as they began to fall again.

"I should have stood up for you earlier" Jackson continued "I'm sorry" he grabbed Bambam's waist and turned him around "please don't cry" he craddled his head on his chest as Bambam began to cry "he doesn't deserve your tears"

"it's not for him" Bambam sniffled picking his head from Jackson's chest "it's for you" he gazed into Jackson's eyes.

Jackson crushed his mouth against Bambam's and kissed the lips he'd been craving since the last time he'd kissed him, he was very sure Bambam could feel him hard against his thigh as he moaned softly into his mouth. Bambam felt his head spin around him as Jackson took him to the moon and back, he could name every muscle in the human body and he was sure he was using muscles in his body he didn't know existed, he felt a thousand volts course through his body and a flash of white light as he erupted with Jackson's name on his lips " I love you" Jackson whispered into his sweaty mucky hair "I love you" he said it back.

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Monday April 6 12:15 pm

Bambam sat with his bestfriends at their usual hang out, the coffeeshop across the library, listening to vivid descriptions of their endeavors, he pulled his sweater higher up his neck trying to hide the bruises on his neck. He wasn't really listening, all he could hear was Jackson's heavy breathing and grunting in his ear. His mouth curled up into a smile as he imagined what his night was going to be like, he was meeting Jackson at his new place later.

"what about you?" Youngjae directed his question to Bambam

"Huh?" Bambam was trying to buy time as he decided whether to share or not

"It's your turn" Jnr added

"Oh umm... I broke up with Mark" well, that part was true Bambam thought.

"and about time too" Yugyeom remarked receiving a kick from JB and a glare from Jnr.

"So you're still a ?" JB asked

Bambam nodded he didn't mean to lie to his friends, he had a good seven hours before easter which made him the winner, but he wasn't about to share the details of the hot, steamy very, veerrry good he had with Jackson, with his friends.

"Oh my god ! Look at your nine o'oclock" Yugyeom whispered

"It's Jackson!" Jnr added

Bambam looked down in his cup smiling to himself as his friends swooned over his man.

"Is it true what they say about him? his you-know-what?" Youngjae asked

Bambam's face turned a bright shade of red at the mention of his boyfriend's, to borrow Youngjae's words, you-know-what.

"Is he coming here!" JB exclaimed

Bambam looked up and saw Jackson approaching, he smiled and winked at him waving, Bambam waved back slowly lowering his hand when he noticed his friend's wide eyed stares.

"Hey swetie" Jackson lowered his head and pecked Bambam's lips "who are your friends?" Jackson asked

"Jnr, Yugyeom,JB and Youngjae" Bambam went around the table "Jackson" he introduced

"Hii" they chorused.

"don't let me intrude" Jackson kissed Bambam's head "see you tonight?"

Bambam nodded and avoided his friends eyes as they stared him down.

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