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thenamesseven · 5 years ago

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Warnings: None, not yet.

A/N: It’s finally here! Sorry for taking so long but changing the gifs, editing pictures and stuff from life delayed the update a lot! I’m also experiencing a bit of writer’s block so writing this chapter was kind of difficult, hope you all enjoy it though!

Word count: 2.6k

What happened right after Jackson finished reading the note you left him were blurred memories. One moment he was sitting down on the edge of the bed, staring at the crumpled piece of paper in his hand as tears rolled down his cheeks and then, minutes later, he had managed to get to the JYP building, ready to put all of his frustration and anger out on the people that were responsible for this.

Jinyoung? He could be blamed, after all, he was the first one that placed all those awful ideas of your relationship in your head. He was the one that used fear to push you away from him and Jaebum.

Ha. Jaebum. He was the most guilty person in this issue for Jackson. Jaebum was your boyfriend, a person whose opinion and thoughts were quite important for you, and Jackson was sure that the fear that Jinyoung made you feel only got worse when Jaebum indirectly rejected you the other night. He should have fought for you, Jaebum should have been on your side but he had let you and him down. He was about to pay for it.

Jackson walked down the JYP’s building empty halls in a fast pace, not running but walking fast and loud enough to attract people’s attention. His steps were strong and determined, you could see in his eyes that there was no way in this world to stop him from whatever he was about to do. What shocked people was the way his gentle and sweet smile was nowhere to be seen when he exchanged greetings, Jackson looked like a total new person that was kind of scary. Could you really blame him though? You weren’t here anymore, you weren’t besides him and the pain your absence, your disappearance was making him feel was starting to become absolutely unbearable.

The male stopped as soon as he reached the door of the practice room, he stood in front of it quietly, listening to their new songs being played in a really loud volume. Jackson assumed the guys were inside, going over the set of steps the choreographer had been teaching them these last few weeks for their upcoming comeback. Without willing to waste any more time Jackson pushed the big doors in front of him opened, surprising his friends and the staff that was working there with them. Jackson had expected this, he knew there were going to be cameras recording along with a poor choreographer who would end up being involved in this whole mess without even knowing what was truly going on. The reaction everybody had was kind of obvious, everyone stopped dancing abruptly and turned around to face Jackson incredibly confused but realizing something was definitely wrong with him.

The first one to break the silence was the choreographer, obviously disappointed and frustrated with him “Jackson, you’re late” Jackson looked at him, letting the other male know he had heard his words and decided to ignore him. This behaviour was definitely not common for him, Jackson was not the kind of guy who usually challenged the authorities.

His eyes travelled across the room, going through every single one of his friends before they stopped on Jinyoung “You” He muttered shakily, hand coming up to point at him, accusing him with his language and gestures “This is all your fault” Jackson’s tone was low, he wasn’t screaming and shouting but it somehow made him look even more scary, more threatening “This is all your fucking fault” His voice broke at some point, showing weakness, giving the rest of the people witnessing the moment a peek of how broken he felt in that moment.

“It’s my fault you’re late?” Jinyoung huffed with a small smirk, crossing his arms over his chest “Are you sure about that Jackson? Maybe something distracted you this morning enough to forget about our dance practice?”

Jackson forgot how to breathe for a few seconds, his vision turning red at Jinyoung’s words. He didn’t know what hurt him more, the fact that he disrespect you enough to refer at you as something or his stupid smug behaviour that needed to end before he decided to punch his face.

“Give us a moment alone, please” Jaebum asked everyone, standing besides Jinyoung in case Jackson lost control and started a fight with him in front of everybody “There’s an issue the three of us should fix before the situation gets unbearable” He said politely, not wanting to get in trouble

Jackson’s eyes landed on the other male. He looked incredibly tense, fidgeting with the cloth of his pockets with a small frown between his eyebrows that signaled he was confused. Jaebum had only seemed Jackson act like this a few ways and it was always when the other male had got extremely furious or upset about something, he had never let it get involved with their job so this reckless behaviour was something surprising, to say the least. As much as he tried to imagine what had happened to make his boyfriend act this way, Jaebum could only get to the conclusion that it was involved with you. An overwhelming feeling of guilt squeezed his chest.

Caressly, the infuriated male stepped forward, his eyes glued to Jaebum as if he was the only person standing there “Jackson calm down” He said quietly, stepping closer to him but Jackson was too gone to listen to Jaebum, he was too gone to think of the consequences that making a scene with the choreographer in front of them would have.

“Calm down?” Jackson smiled sadly, ironically as if he was about to explode “Jaebum don’t ask me to calm down because I swear to god I won’t hesitate to throw hands, man”

“Jackson!” The stern voice of the choreographer caught the male’s attention “I don’t know what’s wrong with you but get a grip of yourself! You can’t show up here late and act like a cry baby because you’re having a bad day!” Jackson stared at him quiet, trying not to snap at him and make everything worse

“This is not your business, like Jaebum said, there is something we need to fix between us” Jackson said not even looking at him, keeping his eyes on his boyfriend as he unclenched his fists, taking deep breaths to calm himself down

“We needed a break anyways!” Bambam said, trying to ease the tension in the room. Yugyeom nodded besides him with the choreographer looked their way, he looked mad but he also seemed to not be in the mood to get in whatever the mess was between Jaebum and Jackson.

“Yeah, let’s get some water and rest outside and then we’ll keep practicing with Jackson” Youngjae added, grabbing a towel to dry the sweat from his forehead as they all walked to the door, acting as if the problem that Jackson had wasn’t that bad as it really was.

Before anybody else could awkwardly try to convince him to stop practicing, the choreographer sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he walked outside too “You two have twenty minutes” He muttered glancing back at both of them “If things aren’t better by the time I get back you two will have to talk with JYP about this, comeback performances are near and I don’t want to be fired because you all didn’t make a good performance”

After saying those words the choreographer exited the room leaving Jackson and Jaebum alone to discuss their problem. Jaebum looked at Jackson hesitatingly, not knowing if he should approach him or not. Things between them had been tense since the other night, he also didn’t know what was wrong with Jackson yet which only made things more difficult for Jaebum.

“You’re late” Jackson took the initiative, breaking the silence between them as he coldly stared into his eyes. Using the same words as the choreographer told him, Jackson only confused Jaebum even more.

“Me?” Jaebum asked, cautiously getting closer to him but stopping as soon as Jackson shook his head silently telling him to not get any closer, he needed space, he didn’t want to be near the other male at the momento “I-I came here on time Jackson, you came in-” Times when Jaebum stuttered were really rare, the leader tried to never show he was that nervous or uncomfortable, the fact that he was stuttering right now only meant the situation was being overwhelming for him.

“SHE’S GONE!” Jackson roared. Jaebum jumped scared at his loud voice, a sound full of pain and sadness. Suddenly all his strength abandoned his body, causing his knees to give up. The words he just pronounced brought his anxiety back, it made all the pain stronger “She’s gone” He repeated lowly this time.

Jaebum didn’t dare to move.

Looking down at his boyfriend Jaebum felt the pain radiating from Jackson’s body for the first time, he tried thinking of something to say, his mouth opening but closing after a few seconds when no words had came out of it. What did he mean when he said you were gone? Did something happen to you while he was at the dorms?

“Jackson I don’t know what’s going on” He answered honestly, kneeling down on his post to be at the same height level as Jackson, he kept their distance though not wanting to overwhelm the other male again “I really really am lost here” Jackson glanced up at him, attempting to hold the sobs that were threatening to get out of his chest.

“She’s gone” He said again, shaking his head as he looked down at this own hands. Jaebum waited but Jackson didn’t say something else, he seemed to be stuck on that, as if he didn’t want to keep explaining what had happened.

“Can you...Explain to me what happened?” Jaebum tried again, being patient with the other male. He rested his back against the big mirror in the room, keeping his eyes on Jackson as he also kept the distance between them to avoid getting snapped at again. Not that he didn’t deserve it, Jaebum knew he had been an asshole the previous day and his behaviour was probably one of the reasons that pushed you to take whatever stupid decision you took. “Take it easy, we’re not in a rush here”

“We woke up” He muttered quietly, the more time passed the worse Jackson’s anxiety seemed to get, he could barely breathe without wincing. Jackson had always thought he understood the feelings Jaebum explained whenever he wrote a songs about heart breaks, about losing a person you loved but now that he was the one feeling it, it felt as a completely different story. “She was worried about you, so we wanted to check up on you after taking a shower” Jaebum sighed relief when Jackson included himself, using the word ‘we’ instead of saying that only you wanted to check if he was alright after spending the night away “By the time I got out of the shower she was already gone” His voice broke again, Jackson’s eyes filled up with tears that started rolling down his cheeks before anybody could stop them “She left a note, I-I broke it, I just don’t know what happened, she seemed so happy, so calm this morning” He sighed shakily, groaning quietly when the pain in his head only became worse “I would have never imagined...I….I should have noticed something was wrong”

“She is pretty good when it comes to hiding things from us” Jaebum said with a small sad smile, sliding himself closer to Jackson once he was almost sure the other male wasn’t that mad at him. Jackson was just frustrated and hurt, he needed your comfort and you weren’t here to give him to him. You had always compared Jackson with a needy puppy and Jaebum could have never agreed more with you as he looked into his eyes, he looked like those abandoned puppies their owners leave on the streets. “We’ve never found her secret place where she hid our Christmas presents or the stuff she bought for our birthday” Jaebum felt his eyes becoming watery, he quietly reached out to grab Jackson’s hand gently, squeezing it softly “Don’t blame yourself for it, if she had in mind a plan to run away without us finding out then she would have done it sooner or later”

“We need to bring her back” Jackson’s determined voice broke Jaebum’s heart, what he was saying would be an incredibly difficult task but the guys, with a little help from their friends, would hopefully bring a way to bring you back. You belonged with them “She belongs with us” Jackson spoke Jaebum’s thoughts out loud and it only made the other male squeeze his hand tighter, holding back his tears. Jaebum felt guilty for everything and if one way to fix this would be being strong for Jackson and pulling him up from his depressing mood he would do it, Jaebum would fight for it without hesitation.

“We’ll bring her back, we will find a way to do it”

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Jinyoung sat by himself as he drank some warm, sugary coffee. His eyes were glued to his phone as he scrolled through the news, reading some articles and ignoring some of them. His mind kept drifting to Jackson’s behaviour and he could only assumed you finally listened to all the explanations he gave you and decided to step away from your horrible relationship before things got too bad for you.

His thumb kept mindlessly scrolling as he thought about what would happen now. Would Jaebum and Jackson break up too? Would he finally have the chance to fix things with Jaebum?

Right as Jinyoung’s eyes drifted down to his phone screen he saw a few pictures of Jackson had been taken, walking out of his apartment with his cheeks tear stained and he almost choked on his coffee, surprised somebody had managed to capture the moment. It probably had been a paparazzi that had been following him, somebody who had been waiting for the perfect picture to start some rumours.

Well, guess what?

Jinyoung could help, he might or might know the exact reason why Jackson had been crying but he had an idea of who caused this mess.

Scrolling down the page he saw a section to send anonymous messages, somewhere you could send some information without your name being shown. It was the perfect opportunity, this was exactly what the three of you needed to stop loving each other and focus on your own personal lives. Jinyoung wouldn’t give details.

But your secret was going to be leaked.

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Hours later, almost when the day was over, you were walking back to your motel room from the store. You felt like shit and had decided to spend some of your money on a bunch of ice cream, different chocolates and sweets. Fuck the diet, your anxiety was over the roof and you needed to eat some sugar before it got out of control.

Humming to distract your mind from your horrible break up thoughts, you took out your phone just to realize you had a bunch of missed calls, unread messages and your social media was about to explode with some many people interacting with you.

You didn’t have time to clear the situation. Fans had already found you.

“Isn’t that the bitch?”

‘The bitch?’ You thought confused, frowning but willing to avoid problem you decided it was better to just walk away and ignore whatever was going on.

They obviously thought different.

Somebody pushed you hard enough to make your ass meet the ground painfully, you weren’t given the chance to look at your attacker since somebody pulled your hair from behind so hard that you closed your eyes in pain.

“Where do you think your going, whore?”

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