But What Else Can I Do?

Love Loop

The bright Sunday morning sun awoke Jaebeom, he snuggled his face further into the crook of Youngjae's neck trying to hide away and find any excuse to stay here, lying beside Youngjae for as long as he possibly could, hyper-aware of tomorrow looming on horizon, the end of their agreement had crept up on him and he was trying his best not to overthink, not to worry about losing Youngjae. 

Could you even lose someone who was never rightfully yours? He wondered, the dark thoughts plaguing him once more, he threw himself out of bed and into the shower to escape his own mind. As the water cascaded over his body, a distant hum of Youngjae's angelic voice drifted in catching his attention, he stepped back out the water, shoving his wet hair back out of his face, listening intently. Youngjae often sung when they were alone together, his voice was beautiful and Jaebeom had gotten used to sitting beside him swooning and watching his face light up as he hit each note.

He finally recognised the song as Youngjae hit the chorus, a melodic and powerful version of Sunday Morning reverberating around the room, Youngjae's broken English was sweet and he found the images of his huge grin and blushing cheeks filling his mind, the memory was blissful as he recalled Youngjae asking for his help on pronunciation and the raucous laughter that followed when neither of them could remember how to correctly pronounce 'shrouding'. 

A smile broke onto his face and he let out a weak sigh, so much for showering to take his mind off Youngjae, although deep down he knew he hadn't been able to get Youngjae off his mind since the first day he met him and nothing had changed.

He grinned lazily as he shuffled past Youngjae in his towel, sitting on the edge of the bed and rubbing at his hair furiously, Youngjae letting out a small giggle behind him and leaving a trail of kisses along his broad shoulders "What are we doing for our last day?" he asked, a tinge of sadness in his voice as his fingers stroked down his spine. He hummed in response, his eyes flickering closed as he tried not to linger on the 'last day' part, "I'm not sure" he crooned, although he had an idea, his anxious brain had meddled and his chest felt tight at the thought of Youngjae hating his plan. 

Youngjae slipped away, the skin where his fingertips just were, still burning with warmth and his heart leaped into his throat, desperate to call him back. "Want to see what the other two are doing?" he asked as he shrugged a t-shirt over his head, "If you don't wanna do whatever they're doing, we'll do something just us two" he smiled as he turned, buttoning his jeans up and raising his head to flash Youngjae a nervous smile. 

He nodded shyly as they padded down the stairs in quick succession, they could hear Jinyoung and Jackson bantering playfully in the kitchen, Jackson had obviously lost as his shrieks and giggles filled the quiet house.

Jinyoung had his arms wrapped around Jackson's muscular frame as they wrestled, Jackson wriggling beneath Jinyoung's iron grip. He slid his arms round, tickling his armpits and prodding at his ribs relentlessly evoking more splutters of breathless laughter as Jackson writhed around. He readjusted his grip, holding him by his waist just a few seconds too late as they slipped forward. 

A loud bang and a yell signalled an injury and the two other men stepped forward cautiously peering over the dining room table to see them curled up around each other, Jinyoung kissing his head and apologising profusely, whilst Jackson held his head dramatically complaining a huge, deceitful grin on his face.

They shared smug looks as Jaebeom tutted, stepping over the tangled mess that his closest friends had become, plundering into the fridge with wolfish hunger. He stumbled back, dropping the selection onto the table and grinning at Youngjae like a proud hunter gatherer, the rustle of the packets got the other two's attention as they sprang apart and continued as if all was normal, this kind of was their normal now, Jaebeom mused, Jinyoung had a glow to him now, he was the happiest Jaebeom had seen him in years and as much as they teased them for it, Jaebeom and Youngjae loved the atmosphere and live they brought to the otherwise dull residence.