Jaebum found himself staring at Jinyoung every few minutes. It was hard for him to keep his eyes off the angel since he was a bit paranoid that something bad might happen. He mostly tried to shake off the feeling, but he was sure that both he and Jinyoung shared the same worry.
They'd been sat on the couch watching TV ever since Youngjae left, not knowing when he'd get back. Jinyoung was a bit antsy just sitting there doing nothing; it was obvious how much he wanted to help but was frustrated that he couldn't. Jaebum felt even more frustrated though, since he was human, he has no power or knowledge whatsoever. He couldn't help even if he wanted to, so he was stuck just sitting and waiting along with Jinyoung.
The least he could do was make himself useful by calming Jinyoung's nerves; he could tell the angel was quite tense and could practically see all the thoughts racing through his head. Jaebum reached out for Jinyoung, tugging him by the shirt to move closer so he could wrap his arms around him. Jinyoung let out a heavy sigh as he leaned into Jaebum, his lips set in a pout that he'd been wearing the entire time. Jaebum couldn't fight the urge to curl his finger under the angel's chin and kiss the pout away, feeling how easily Jinyoung melted in his hands.
It only lasted for a few seconds though, as Jinyoung quickly pulled himself back and wiped his lips as if he'd tasted something bad. "You can't."
"What? Why not?" Jaebum whined as he tried to tug Jinyoung back to his lips. "I want to kiss you and touch you and-"
"Stop. Save it for when Youngjae gets back with answers." Jinyoung retorted.
Jaebum sighed, mindlessly running his hand through Jinyoung's hair. "Are you worried?"
Jinyoung's eyes dropped to his lap, his head nodding slightly. "Yeah, a bit..."
"He'll be okay. He seems to be a bit hopeful that he'll find something." Jaebum offered to try and look at the brighter side of things.
If he's not, then he'll be in trouble, and I'll be in trouble, and I'll be taken away from you. We could've just made things a whole lot worse for us."
"Or we found a solution. At least Youngjae's willing to help us out."
"I wish I could've gone with him..." Jinyoung mumbled.
Jaebum sat up, gripping the angel's soft hands. "Jinyoung, you're powerless and temporarily banned from heaven. I'm just a human. Neither of us could help if we wanted to, we have to trust him."
Jinyoung shook his head, not wanting to believe that truth but knowing he couldn't do anything about it. He let out another heavy sigh that slipped through his lips, deflating himself even more. "I need a hug."
Jaebum opened his arms, beckoning Jinyoung to fill them. "Babe I'm always right here-"
"I can't hug you. What if they're watching?"
"Who? The council people or whatever?" Jaebum guessed. He shrugged his shoulders, honestly not caring much about them, or anyone else for that matter. He only cared about his friends and the one he fell in love with. "Friends can hug."
"You know hugging for us will lead to other things..." Jinyoung mumbled, turning away from Jaebum's open arms. "Youngjae said to stop showing affection for a bit, and I agree. We gotta pretend that we're not in love, okay?"
"Won't whoever's watching us already know we're bullshitting it though?" Jaebum asked, considering how weird it would look to suddenly pretend they weren't dating, as if they hadn't made out dozens of times in the past few days.
Jinyoung shrugged. "Well, hopefully they're not watching us too closely. I would often sleep on the job of watching over humans, so a lot of things would slip by me. It was just so boring to watch over them all the time, humans literally don't do anything fun but the same thing everyday--"
