𝗚𝗢𝗧𝟳 𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦 𝟭

cheating pt 2 ; youngjae

[Credits to -jamlesschimchim- Thank you so much for that idea you left it was really good]

youngjae as boyfriend

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Blowing your long hair (H/C) out your face for what seemed like the millionth time, you refocused on the voice that was speaking to you on the other side of the phone. The strong wind that was threatening to blow you off your feet wasn't exactly helping both the sound quality of the call and the capability for you to talk as everytime you opened your mouth you found yourself nearly swallowing another chunk of your hair.

Ducking into the nearest alley, you asked, cupping your phone to the speaker in an attempt to hear the voice better: 'What?'

'Are you sure you don't want to come back?' Mark asked on the other end, his voice faint which was to be expected since he was calling you from the other side of the world.

'Yeah sure, I'll explain to each and everyone one of my family members that oh no guys I didn't die I just chose to take a holiday in a very long dramatic manner,' you replied, sarcasm poisoning your words.

Your best friend chuckled drily at your comment, wondering how the hell you managed to remain as sarcastic as ever even somewhere as far away as the US.

'This is EXACTLY why we need you back,' he insisted. 'We need someone to put us all in our place,' he joked and if you closed your eyes you could imagine Mark lying on his bed in the dorm.

'You know why I can't come back,' you sighed, your heart suddenly heavy again as the dark memories which you had kept so carefully under lock and key threatened to emerge like some monster from the depths. Shaking your head, you dislodged the scenes from the darkest moments of your life and tried to match Mark's cheerful tone.

'Hey you boys can always just come to me. I know for a fact that you're having a concert in LA, and I'm offended if I'm not invited,' you scoffed, trying to inject some form of humor back into the conversation.

'About the concert, I don't think we'll be having one,' he murmured apologetically over the phone.

'Why not?' you asked confused.

'Well, someone isn't exactly in the best frame of mind right now,' Mark said slowly, keeping the tone of his voice careful.

Realization crept upon you like a dark cloud as you processed his words.

'Right,' you said awkwardly suddenly able to feel the tension on the line, like a palpable, living thing.

'I better..' your best friend said after a while. 'Go now, call me later? Yugyeom's been asking about you, by the way,' he informed.

'When is he not? Honesstly he is such an overprotective ass,' you joked.

'Hey I would be too, you're God knows a million miles from us,' Mark replied sternly.

'Sure sure Mom,' you chuckled before putting down the phone.

Sighing, you stowed your phone back into the pocket of your jeans. Honestly, talking with Mark was the only pinprick of light from the darkness that had become your life. At least when he was on the phone, your mind wasn't free to wander and thing about other things.

Things which, no matter how hard you tried to keep down, kept resurfacing from the depths of your mind. Ever since you 'died' it had been hard to start afresh. Somewhere new. Somewhere you could forget everything. Cut of all ties.