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Jaebum thought about Youngjae the whole week. Something inside of him was telling him to just say yes, but any common sense he had was telling him he was an idiot. He didn't know who Youngjae was—hell he didn't even know if Youngjae actually knew all those people he said he knew. Maybe Youngjae was some stalker that found out the names of Jaebum's friends.

But Jaebum really didn't want to spend another day alone. As a self managed singer-songwriter, he wasn't very successful. He had to work his ass off day and night writing and producing songs from his home so he could post them to his soundcloud; he could only hope that his work would pay off and his popularity would grow. That being said, he refused to leave the house unless he had a valid reason, and Youngjae was a perfectly valid reason to Jaebum

gaybum:
hey

youngchoi:
hi jaebum
are we gonna meet up or nah

gaybum:
we still don't really know each other
so why don't we talk more

youngchoi:
wait that wasn't a no
HELL YEAH

gaybum:
don't make me change my mind

youngchoi:
you won't regret this

gaybum:
i better not

youngchoi:
well let's start off simple
when were you born

gaybum:
january 6
1994

youngchoi:
aw
i was born september 17 1996

gaybum:
what's your job

youngchoi:
i work at my friend's cafe
he lets me sing and play the piano in front of the customers sometimes

gaybum:
you play music?

youngchoi:
i write it too

gaybum:
same
that's my job actually

youngchoi:
whoa am i texting a famous person
have i heard you on the radio

gaybum:
yeah no

youngchoi:
that's disappointing

gaybum:
you're disappointing
you waiter

youngchoi:
i didn't come here to be bullied

gaybum:
well you know what
...
are you not going to answer
fine