Honestly Tao's new album is slowly killing me

I've listened to The Road and Underground King more than 20 times each

Pls save this soul from a man called Huang ZiTao

Jaebum dragged himself to the lunch table. He knew what was coming and he absolutely dreaded it. He sat down, closing his eyes because he knew 5 pairs were staring right at him.

"Nice of you to join us."

Jaebum peeked one eye open and smiled hesitantly at Mark.

"So...got anything to tell us?" Yugyeom said, leaning his head on one hand.

Jaebum sighed, "I haven't been entirely truthful to you guys. I was afraid of what you might think, and Youngjae really didn't want anyone to know. But he told me to tell you the truth."

"YOU GUYS ARE DATING?!"

Jaebum jumped a bit when he heard Jinyoung yell.

"What? No. My mom is friends with his mom so when I got transferred to Korea, she ended up being my hostess. Which means I live with Youngjae, but they're nothing going on between us."

Jinyoung raised an eyebrow, still not throughly convinced, "Then why were you guys holding hands in my shop?"

"THEY WERE HOLDING HANDS?! OOHH MY GODD."

Lowkey shade @ 1994jr

"Shut up Jackson. They were only holding hands."

"BUT THEY LOOK SO CUTE TOGETHER."

Jaebum turned red at that statement. He's realized that people have been saying that about Youngjae and him a lot.

"We're only friends. And I kept running off and almost getting run over, so he held my hand so I wouldn't kill myself."

"Yea uh-huh." Mark mumbled, very skeptical of his answer.

Jaebum stiffened and threw a piece of meat at Mark, "Stop that! I'm telling the truth!"

"What truth Princess?"

Jaebum sighed and without turning around he spoke out loud, "You really hate me don't you?"

Yugyeom winked at Jaebum before standing up and walking to the other side of the table, making room for Youngjae.

"Why are you allowing him here?!" Jaebum asked eyeing the poor man up and down.

"I'm sorry, does princess not want to see any peasants when he's eating?"

"I will fight you Youngjae."

"In your dreams."

"Oh so now you want me to dream about you Youngjae?!"

The 5 other people at the table watched back and forth, as if they were watching a tennis match.

"They're like an old married couple." Mark whispered to Jinyoung.

"No we're the old married couple, they're the problematic teens."

"Since when were we an old married couple?"

"Since now. Hush, it's getting intense."

Mark scoffed as Jinyoung quieted him and turned his attention to the bickering pair in front of them. Yugyeom yawned as Jaebum threw back another comeback, "Are you two done? I need to ask Jaebum hyung something about my English homework." 

Jinyoung rolled his eyes and smacked the back of Yugyeom's head, "You troublesome child, how many times have I told you not to keep your homework until the lunch before it's due."

"Too many times." 

Youngjae felt himself relaxing. Ever since he was a child he never got along very well with other children. He always thought they were inferior to him (and most of the times he was right.) He had a plan. Focus on his studies, get into college and get a job. There were no friends or relationships involved. 

But fate is something that loves messing with plans. Youngjae was a boy who had no interest in friendship or love, but here he was. Laughing and talking to 6 other guys, one of them which held a special space in his heart. Although he didn't fully understand how he felt. 

"Youngjae?" 

Youngjae snapped out of his thoughts to see the table empty, besides him and Jaebum.

"The bell rang."

Youngjae nodded and quickly stood up. He grabbed Jaebum's hand and they walked to their next class together.

"I don't understaaand." Jaebum whined while kicking his feet in the air. He was laying on Youngjae's bed, trying  to study. But studying and Jaebum just didn't get along.

Youngjae twirled around in his brand new chair (which Jaebum bought). 

"How can you not understand? Come here."

Jaebum rolled over and pushed himself up. He walked over to Youngjae and let out a small shout when the younger boy pulled him down onto his lap. His cheeks flared red as he felt Youngjae's hands on his waist, holding him in place. Youngjae removed one hand and pointed to the diagram.

"Look, that's where the blood comes from. It goes through here..." He traced the diagram with his finger, "And ends up here."

Jaebum relaxed on Youngjae's lap. He let the younger boy lean his cheek against his shoulder. He pointed to another part of the diagram, "But if the blood comes from there, what does this do?"

Youngjae sighed and wrapped an arm around Jaebum's waist, holding him close. It's going to be a long night. 

Two hours later, Jaebum finally stood up. His legs were cramping up, he was tired and his head was spinning with all the information that he had just learned. Youngjae smiled as the older boy paced around the room, grumbling about his aching mucsles.

"Awh does Princess need a massage?"

"Please." Jaebum huffed as he fell face first on Youngjae's bed. His face was buried in the pillow as he wiggled into a more comfortable position.

"Oh, you aren't kidding."

Youngjae dropped his pencil and stood up. He slowly made his way over to Jaebum and sat down next to him. He tugged up his sleeves before slowly massaging Jaebum's shoulders. 

Youngjae grinned victoriously when he heard a sigh of relief from Jaebum. He made his way down each arm and ended up with Jaebum's feet in his lap. He massaged them, slowly relieving the pent of stress from the weekend and school. Jaebum rolled over on his back and grinned happily as he made eye contact with Youngjae.

"Thanks Youngjae." 

"No problem Princess."

Youngjae shrugged off his zippered jacket and peeled off his socks before lying down next to Jaebum. Jaebum sighed loudly before swinging an arm over Youngjae's midsection. Youngjae chuckled as Jaebum slowly clung on him like a koala. 

"You're too cute." Youngjae cooed, pinching Jaebum's nose. Jaebum twitched his nose and glared at Youngjae, only to get another glare from Jaebum. It was then that Youngjae realized how close he and Jaebum really were. 

Jaebum was resting his chin on Youngjae's shoulder and the younger boy couldn't help but flicker his gaze down at Jaebum's slightly pink, soft lips. Jaebum's breath hitched when he realized Youngjae was subconsciously leaning closer. 

Jaebum's eyes flickered shut when he felt Youngjae's nose brush against his cheek. His heart quickened when he felt his lips leave a small kiss on his cheek. His cheeks turned red when he felt Youngjae place another kiss, lower and closer to his lips. He completely let himself go when he felt Youngjae's soft, slightly chapped lips on his own.