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BREAKFAST DELIVERY 11

pairing: 2jae

genre: fluff, if you squint there’s angst

word count: 2k

description: the school’s hottest boy im jaebum wants to get a certain boy’s number. but the first problem is: he’s unhappy and not eating.

status: completed

note: this was originally posted on wakaba’s wattpad @/jaeholics

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Jaebum dragged himself to school on Monday morning looking tired as ever. He had spent essentially all of Sunday moping at his house with the thought of Youngjae stuck in his mind. Jaebum thought Youngjae disliked him. So why in the world did he kiss him willingly? Expressionless, he strolled through the hallways just like any other morning, a few girls and guys greeting him. He went up to his locker and, to everyone's surprise, he slammed his head right into the metal locker. Some passing behind him whispered, wondering if he had been dumped or rejected by a girl. He felt like that would be true, except it was a guy. And he didn't know whether he was accepted or rejected, either. Maybe he should just ask, Jaebum thought as he failed to dial the right combination for his lock at least three times before finally getting his locker open. He noticed a nicely folded letter dropped on top of his textbooks, which someone had probably slid in through the vents of the locker door. He ripped it open. you got a cute boyfriend there but it looked like he was pushing you away maybe i'll have him for myself i'll catch him by lunch prepare to apologize when you see me with my hands on your boy's throat. —revenge His eyes glowed in rage. He'd usually ignore these sort of notes because he knew they were just stupid jokes, but something about this one told him it's serious. 🍽 Lunch bell. "Hey, Jaebum," a panting and sweating Mark ran up to Jaebum in the hallway, who was equally as confused and lost. "Jaebum." "what's wrong, hyung?" Jaebum patted his arm, trying to let him take a breather and talk. It was extremely rare to see him like that, so Jaebum was concerned to know about what he had to say. "I can't find Jinyoung," he breathed out, crouching over with his hands on his knees. "Maybe he left school early?" "He couldn't have," Mark replied, finally standing up straight. His face was filled with worry. "I found his backpack thrown in the bathroom sink." Jaebum inhaled sharply as his mind went back to the note he found in his locker. "Shit," he murmured, patting Mark's shoulder. "I'll go find him and you go tell Jackson about this. I have a feeling something isn't right." Still keeping his backpack with him, he started sprinting down the hallway in an attempt to search for his friend. He knew that something was happening and that it heavily involved him and Jinyoung. "Jaebum!" Someone called from behind him, causing him to stumble his steps as he stopped. He turned around only to see the Park Jinyoung he was looking for. "Jinyoung, Mark told me you were missing," Jaebum said while panting, throwing down his backpack so he could take a moment to breathe. Jinyoung shook his head and showed him a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket. "You got a letter too, didn't you?" Jinyoung held it up with two fingers for Jaebum to read. would be a real shame if I told your friend that his boyfriend was in trouble if he fell for the trap and got himself hurt "I tried looking all around the place for Youngjae but I can't find him. Someone found his backpack thrown in a garbage can." Jinyoung pulled on Jaebum's arm and starting running again. "I think he really is in trouble. We have to find him." Jaebum nodded and let himself be dragged away by his friend. Never had he ever seen Jinyoung or Mark like that, breaking a sweat from running around campus just to find someone. He really was scared for Youngjae. "Have you tried outside?" "No, but good idea. Let's check the field." The two rushed down the stairs, apologizing as they almost bumped into a group of five band geeks who were carrying their instruments upstairs. They ran for the back door that lead to the swimming pools, jumping over the fences that connected to the grass field. "It's probably somewhere shady," Jaebum remarked, panting heavily. Jinyoung nodded, also just as out of breath as the other was. "The storages for sports equipment, I know some people deal drugs there." "Wait, really?" Jaebum glanced to him with an odd look on his face. a bead of sweat trailed down his temple. "Yes? I thought you knew everything about this school, Mr. Im." Jinyoung rolled his eyes as he hurried to where the storages stood, having to slow his pace when entering the shady part as he promised. He spotted two heads in the distance, rushing towards them. Youngjae was crouched into a ball on the ground, not bothering to glance up from his knees. The other person standing next to him looked displeased, crossing his arms over his chest. He gnawed on something in his mouth, although he did seem intimidated by an angry Jaebum for a second. "Go back to school, kid," Jaebum spat while stepping closer, right before Jinyoung reached out his arm in order to stop him. "Yah, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in middle school or something?" The person grabbed Youngjae by his fluffy brown hair and pulled him up, making him wince in pain and Jaebum to protrude his lower jaw in anger. Jinyoung had to hold him back from running straight at that guy. "Fight me, Im Jaebum," he said, tugging on Youngjae's hair even more. For some odd reason, his face was more bored than fear or anything Jaebum expected it to be. Why was he so calm? "My brother got laughed at after you fed him those fucking cookies." "Ah?" Jinyoung scoffed with a raised eyebrow. the person holding onto Youngjae's hair was always staring at Jinyoung instead of Jaebum, the person he should be trying to intimidate. He raised his hand and pointed at Jinyoung, huffing a breath. "Well? Are you still a wimp, Im Jaebum?" Jinyoung coughed with a disgusted look on his face. "Are you serious? The guy next to me is the one you're looking for." Jaebum scowled again, just so that the person could get the hint. His eyes never left Youngjae, who was at that point sitting on the ground with his legs crossed. And was that...his phone he was scrolling through...? To everyone's surprise, the color from the guy's face drained out once he finally met eyes with the actual Jaebum. "I-Ithought im Jaebum was a mushroom-headed nerd..." he gulped, noticing the multiple silver piercings that decorated both of Jaebum's ears, not to mention the irritated as hell expression that had scared him. "Nevermind," the person muttered and quickly fled the scene. Jaebum was at maximum '???' when that happened. Well, at least it was true that his appearance had changed a lot during the couple of years since that incident. He suddenly remembered about Youngjae and rushed to his side. 'Are you okay?’' he wanted to ask, but Youngjae’s open notifications page for his post of his dog on Instagram basically already answered that. "What was that about?" Jinyoung asked to himself with a scoff, squinting at the person who was still running away. Youngjae sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. "He wanted revenge on Jaebum-hyung for his brother or whatever. I could tell he was a coward when he first approached me, but I went along with it anyway," he explained, seeming tired. "I expected him to run after seeing Jaebum-hyung. He thought he still was some kind of nerd." Suddenly, a grin grew on Youngjae's lips. "Plus, I think I just got revenge for being tricked by you. Twice," he said with a snicker, directed at the Jaebum who froze in disappointment. He honestly wanted to seem cool and reliable by saving Youngjae from whatever the threat was, but now his chance for that was gone. In addition, he was being laughed at by the Youngjae he thought was more or less a mature person. "I'm gonna go find my backpack." "Yugyeom has it so just look for him," Jinyoung shouted once Youngjae was already headed away from the two elders, strolling back indoors. Jaebum was still frozen in place, but eventually snapped out of it. Tilting his head side to side, he followed his friend back into the building as well. "Why did you leave your stuff in the bathroom sink?" "Oh. some idiot stepped on a ketchup packet and it squirted all over my backpack. I went to the bathroom to wash it and that's when I found the note stuffed into it," Jinyoung explained with a sigh, shaking his head. "All this hard work just to be sure you and Youngjae are happy." Jaebum grew quiet as he kicked a rock out of the way. "Do you think he hates me? I think he hates me." "I think he likes you, actually. Why?" Jinyoung said as though it couldn't have been more obvious. "I'm confused because he said he won't date me but then he kissed me," Jaebum whined. "Maybe he's not sure how to properly convey his feelings. Teach him, Bum. You're his senior." in his tone was slight annoyance, due to the fact that Jaebum was complaining to him childishly like he always did. "What do I do? I still don't know." "Ugh." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, smacking the other's back. Jaebum stumbled a bit when he was smacked, frowning. "You're so dumb. Just teach him what 'love' is. Give him an example by properly confessing your feelings and let him do that, too." The two stared at each for a bit. "You're a dumb bum." "Thanks."

"He kinda told me everything." "Ah," Jaebum muttered with his lips puckered around the cup's straw. By his body language, he definitely seemed to want to avoid the topic. Of course, Youngjae didn't care at all. He was digging his way deep into the other's history, eager to know whatever was there. "Was that necessary at all?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. Jaebum rubbed the back of his head, his foot tapping against the floor in anxiety. "You’ve got to understand that I was, like, fourteen at the time. I had stupid and impulsive thoughts that led me to trouble." "Still, cookies? for poisoning them?" "Aish—come on. I've been trying to leave that in the past." Youngjae rolled his eyes and quietly drank his cold drink. "I didn't even come here to talk about myself. I wanted to know about what your say is," Jaebum said after gulping down his caffeine, leaning forward. His elbows were rested on his knees and his gaze was staring straight at the other. Youngjae, in return, shifted back and rested against the cushions while crossing his arms. "I won't date you, even if you ask." "What?" his brows squirmed. "Is it because i'm ugly?" Youngjae scoffed loudly, probably to ignore the fact that his cheeks were growing pinker. he turned his face to the side, frowning. "...N-no, but that's not the point." "I'm too scary." "You're not scary." Another sip of his coffee. "I'm a senior and you don't want to date out of your age range." "I'm only a year younger than you. That's not an issue." "Then date me." "No." Jaebum's patience was running out for real. Although he was being playful up to that point, his fuse actually did run short and he slammed the cup onto the tabletop. Youngjae almost jumped in his seat, not expecting that sort of harsh reaction from him. His brows were furrowed and his eyes burned into Youngjae's skin, his jaw shifting around in irritation. "You like the person you know as 'Def Soul' but not me, despite the fact that I am Def Soul? Why? Am I just someone with multiple personalities to you, now? Sometimes I'm nice guy Def Soul, and sometimes I'm asshole Im Jaebum?" he spat out quickly, each word increasing in fury. His eyes widened when noticing how visibly Youngjae shaken was, and he took in deep breaths, attempting to calm himself down. "What i'm trying to say is that—" "—I should love you, Jaebum-hyung, if I love the person I know as 'Def Soul,'" Youngjae finished his sentence for him with a blank look across his face. He seemed as though he was blank-minded, dazedly staring off into space without saying another word. "Are... you okay?" Jaebum leaned even closer, trying to get a good look at his face to see if he really was doing okay. Youngjae seemingly snapped out of whatever weird trance he was in, shaking his head like a puppy. "I don't know what I'm saying anymore." he sipped his smoothie and held his forehead because he got a miniature brain freeze. "I'm just... conflicted because I know I like that 'Def Soul' person, but I don't like you for what you've done to me." "I am him, and I am also Jaebum at the same time. Def Soul is nothing but a name and a disguise I used." "I know," Youngjae replied in an even quieter voice, sounding like he was choking on tears. A sense of déjà vu washed over Jaebum and overwhelmed him, reminding him of what had happened back at school. His hand tightened into a fist when thinking about that pained expression Youngjae had after he was slapped. He didn't want to see it all over again. "Youngjae, I just want you to know that I really do like you. I really was concerned for you when I started noticing that you didn't eat at all during lunch. I truly did take the time to buy all of that just for you, even to cook something like you asked me to." Jaebum gnawed on his lower lip, worried about whether he could even handle saying such heartfelt words to someone who seemed so delicate. "I started all this because I... wanted your number. And that's all. I never imagined any of this would've happened." Youngjae's finger was endlessly tapping against his own arm as he glanced at his feet silently. "I still have to apologize to Jinyoung and to you respectively for hurting both of your feelings," Jaebum sighed as pushed back his hair, "but you've been my first priority because I don't know how to deal with you. To take care of you. But that is exactly what i'm trying to learn how to do. I'm sorry that I ever hurt you. Everything negative that I caused was unintentional, and I'm not expecting forgiveness." A few seconds of silence passed before Youngjae stood from his seat, grabbing his cup. His eyelids almost completely covered his eyes, not allowing the elder to see that he was almost crying again. Jaebum thought about stopping him, but he realized how clingy he must've been getting towards the other and didn't bother doing so. He glanced at the seat across from him, which was now empty, in defeat. Suddenly, Youngjae grabbed Jaebum's collar and pulled him in a swift move, placing his lips onto the other's. They stayed like that for a couple more seconds before Youngjae slowly separated the two, walking away as if nothing had happened. He licked his lips while traveling down the stairs. He didn't really like the taste of coffee that Jaebum's mouth had.

Jaebum dragged himself to school on Monday morning looking tired as ever. He had spent essentially all of Sunday moping at his house with the thought of Youngjae stuck in his mind. Jaebum thought Youngjae disliked him. So why in the world did he kiss him willingly? Expressionless, he strolled through the hallways just like any other morning, a few girls and guys greeting him. He went up to his locker and, to everyone's surprise, he slammed his head right into the metal locker. Some passing behind him whispered, wondering if he had been dumped or rejected by a girl. He felt like that would be true, except it was a guy. And he didn't know whether he was accepted or rejected, either. Maybe he should just ask, Jaebum thought as he failed to dial the right combination for his lock at least three times before finally getting his locker open. He noticed a nicely folded letter dropped on top of his textbooks, which someone had probably slid in through the vents of the locker door. He ripped it open. you got a cute boyfriend there but it looked like he was pushing you away maybe i'll have him for myself i'll catch him by lunch prepare to apologize when you see me with my hands on your boy's throat. —revenge His eyes glowed in rage. He'd usually ignore these sort of notes because he knew they were just stupid jokes, but something about this one told him it's serious. 🍽 Lunch bell. "Hey, Jaebum," a panting and sweating Mark ran up to Jaebum in the hallway, who was equally as confused and lost. "Jaebum." "what's wrong, hyung?" Jaebum patted his arm, trying to let him take a breather and talk. It was extremely rare to see him like that, so Jaebum was concerned to know about what he had to say. "I can't find Jinyoung," he breathed out, crouching over with his hands on his knees. "Maybe he left school early?" "He couldn't have," Mark replied, finally standing up straight. His face was filled with worry. "I found his backpack thrown in the bathroom sink." Jaebum inhaled sharply as his mind went back to the note he found in his locker. "Shit," he murmured, patting Mark's shoulder. "I'll go find him and you go tell Jackson about this. I have a feeling something isn't right." Still keeping his backpack with him, he started sprinting down the hallway in an attempt to search for his friend. He knew that something was happening and that it heavily involved him and Jinyoung. "Jaebum!" Someone called from behind him, causing him to stumble his steps as he stopped. He turned around only to see the Park Jinyoung he was looking for. "Jinyoung, Mark told me you were missing," Jaebum said while panting, throwing down his backpack so he could take a moment to breathe. Jinyoung shook his head and showed him a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket. "You got a letter too, didn't you?" Jinyoung held it up with two fingers for Jaebum to read. would be a real shame if I told your friend that his boyfriend was in trouble if he fell for the trap and got himself hurt "I tried looking all around the place for Youngjae but I can't find him. Someone found his backpack thrown in a garbage can." Jinyoung pulled on Jaebum's arm and starting running again. "I think he really is in trouble. We have to find him." Jaebum nodded and let himself be dragged away by his friend. Never had he ever seen Jinyoung or Mark like that, breaking a sweat from running around campus just to find someone. He really was scared for Youngjae. "Have you tried outside?" "No, but good idea. Let's check the field." The two rushed down the stairs, apologizing as they almost bumped into a group of five band geeks who were carrying their instruments upstairs. They ran for the back door that lead to the swimming pools, jumping over the fences that connected to the grass field. "It's probably somewhere shady," Jaebum remarked, panting heavily. Jinyoung nodded, also just as out of breath as the other was. "The storages for sports equipment, I know some people deal drugs there." "Wait, really?" Jaebum glanced to him with an odd look on his face. a bead of sweat trailed down his temple. "Yes? I thought you knew everything about this school, Mr. Im." Jinyoung rolled his eyes as he hurried to where the storages stood, having to slow his pace when entering the shady part as he promised. He spotted two heads in the distance, rushing towards them. Youngjae was crouched into a ball on the ground, not bothering to glance up from his knees. The other person standing next to him looked displeased, crossing his arms over his chest. He gnawed on something in his mouth, although he did seem intimidated by an angry Jaebum for a second. "Go back to school, kid," Jaebum spat while stepping closer, right before Jinyoung reached out his arm in order to stop him. "Yah, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in middle school or something?" The person grabbed Youngjae by his fluffy brown hair and pulled him up, making him wince in pain and Jaebum to protrude his lower jaw in anger. Jinyoung had to hold him back from running straight at that guy. "Fight me, Im Jaebum," he said, tugging on Youngjae's hair even more. For some odd reason, his face was more bored than fear or anything Jaebum expected it to be. Why was he so calm? "My brother got laughed at after you fed him those fucking cookies." "Ah?" Jinyoung scoffed with a raised eyebrow. the person holding onto Youngjae's hair was always staring at Jinyoung instead of Jaebum, the person he should be trying to intimidate. He raised his hand and pointed at Jinyoung, huffing a breath. "Well? Are you still a wimp, Im Jaebum?" Jinyoung coughed with a disgusted look on his face. "Are you serious? The guy next to me is the one you're looking for." Jaebum scowled again, just so that the person could get the hint. His eyes never left Youngjae, who was at that point sitting on the ground with his legs crossed. And was that...his phone he was scrolling through...? To everyone's surprise, the color from the guy's face drained out once he finally met eyes with the actual Jaebum. "I-Ithought im Jaebum was a mushroom-headed nerd..." he gulped, noticing the multiple silver piercings that decorated both of Jaebum's ears, not to mention the irritated as hell expression that had scared him. "Nevermind," the person muttered and quickly fled the scene. Jaebum was at maximum '???' when that happened. Well, at least it was true that his appearance had changed a lot during the couple of years since that incident. He suddenly remembered about Youngjae and rushed to his side. 'Are you okay?’' he wanted to ask, but Youngjae’s open notifications page for his post of his dog on Instagram basically already answered that. "What was that about?" Jinyoung asked to himself with a scoff, squinting at the person who was still running away. Youngjae sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. "He wanted revenge on Jaebum-hyung for his brother or whatever. I could tell he was a coward when he first approached me, but I went along with it anyway," he explained, seeming tired. "I expected him to run after seeing Jaebum-hyung. He thought he still was some kind of nerd." Suddenly, a grin grew on Youngjae's lips. "Plus, I think I just got revenge for being tricked by you. Twice," he said with a snicker, directed at the Jaebum who froze in disappointment. He honestly wanted to seem cool and reliable by saving Youngjae from whatever the threat was, but now his chance for that was gone. In addition, he was being laughed at by the Youngjae he thought was more or less a mature person. "I'm gonna go find my backpack." "Yugyeom has it so just look for him," Jinyoung shouted once Youngjae was already headed away from the two elders, strolling back indoors. Jaebum was still frozen in place, but eventually snapped out of it. Tilting his head side to side, he followed his friend back into the building as well. "Why did you leave your stuff in the bathroom sink?" "Oh. some idiot stepped on a ketchup packet and it squirted all over my backpack. I went to the bathroom to wash it and that's when I found the note stuffed into it," Jinyoung explained with a sigh, shaking his head. "All this hard work just to be sure you and Youngjae are happy." Jaebum grew quiet as he kicked a rock out of the way. "Do you think he hates me? I think he hates me." "I think he likes you, actually. Why?" Jinyoung said as though it couldn't have been more obvious. "I'm confused because he said he won't date me but then he kissed me," Jaebum whined. "Maybe he's not sure how to properly convey his feelings. Teach him, Bum. You're his senior." in his tone was slight annoyance, due to the fact that Jaebum was complaining to him childishly like he always did. "What do I do? I still don't know." "Ugh." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, smacking the other's back. Jaebum stumbled a bit when he was smacked, frowning. "You're so dumb. Just teach him what 'love' is. Give him an example by properly confessing your feelings and let him do that, too." The two stared at each for a bit. "You're a dumb bum." "Thanks."