Jaebeom wasn't sure when they drifted off, but he awoke with a start, the hot stuffy train car making him feel sticky and sick. He wriggled, aware of the weight against him, Youngjae was snoring blissfully on his shoulder, his leg tucked over his knee. He felt his cheeks burn at the closeness of the boy, reaching out to hold him and pausing.
He said once we were on the train we were dating, no weirdness, his inner voice pressed and he moved cautiously, rubbing his thigh gently. The fabric of his jeans was rough beneath his palm, Youngjae roused slowly. "We're nearly there" Jaebeom said gruffly, as Youngjae detached from him stretching wide. Jaebeom stood up, stretching his legs, Jackson gave him a tight smile, the one that reminded him of Squirtle and Jinyoung had his nose stuck back in his book, one hand placed lazily on Jackson's knee.
Great, they're going to be all coupley now his inner voice sneered, Jealous, are we? It taunted and Jaebeom adverted his gaze, guiltily. "Ready?" he smiled down, Youngjae looked up at him through his lashes, blinking sleepily. "Yeah" he grinned.
The journey to the house was quiet, the cab screeched to a halt and they all said there thank you's before exiting the vehicle, dragging their suitcases up the cobblestone path. It was a quaint little cottage, perfect for the retired couple that usually resided there.
Jinyoung smiled round at them all, opening the door slowly. It was an older house, beautiful wooden beams set into the ceiling, the pure white walls littered with pictures of family members, Jaebeom pointed out Jinyoung's baby photos to Youngjae with a smirk as they wandered through. "We'll take the downstairs bedroom, you get the attic conversion" Jinyoung called out, disappearing through a door on the left.
Jaebeom groaned stepping back onto Youngjae causing him to shriek in pain, he flicked round panicked grabbing hold of his arms "I'm so sorry!" he said flustered, Youngjae let out another million dollar smile "It's fine Hyung, are we reversing?" he asked. "Yeah, the stairs are by the front door" he laughed, leading Youngjae back and up to their bedroom. It was an odd shaped room due to it being slotted in the roof, but it was cute, there was a built-in wooden wardrobe along one side and a large four poster double bed sat in the centre.
Jaebeom flopped down on the bed and stared out, directly opposite was a beautiful white bay window, with a cosy looking windowsill seat, filled with cushions. It'd be nice to read there Jaebeom thought, at that moment Youngjae's frame filled the window, he sat admiring the view, the way the sun illuminated his shoulders and he looked as if he had been dripped in gold.
It would be nice to snuggle up there together he thought, shaking his head to distract himself. "Are you hungry?" he asked, padding over. He paused for a second, before placing his hand gently on his shoulder. "Not really hyung" he murmured still enjoying the view. It was beautiful Jaebeom noted, you could see into the woods behind them and due to the rural area, you can see the landscape stretch for miles.
"You don't have to call me hyung, we're dating now remember" he said breathlessly, "Oh yeah" Youngjae responded, grinning up at him. "Well, Jaebeom-ah, would you take some pictures of me?" he asked shyly, Jaebeom nodded in agreement hesitantly stepping back. He lifted the phone and paused confused as Youngjae turned away once more, "Aren't you supposed to pose or something?" Youngjae let out a loud sigh "Candid photos hyung!" he whined waving him off.
He laughed, lifting the phone once more, Youngjae looked beautiful framed by the sunlight as he gazed out the window, he snapped a few photos, secretly glad he took them on his phone so he didn't have to awkwardly ask to keep some. "I'll send these to you" he said, as his phone buzzed to life, he groaned loudly squishing his broad shoulders in beside Youngjae. He turned so they could both sit face to face. "What?" he giggled as his phone pinged in unison, "this is going to be a problem" he grinned, muting it. Jaebeom glared down at the phone, how can they have so much to say? They've barely been gone a day.

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FanfictionJaebeom is desperate for a date for the school reunion, his pride clouding his judgement. He knows its all supposed to be fake, he knows he asked for this, so why is his heart beating so fast?