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peaachjam:

( ` he tries to yell but nothing comes out; a small mound of shock sits at his throat; he turns, eyes wide. ) jaebum-ah… ( ` and he looks just as he did before: solid, mature, a figure with a future and stability. but something changes – not fractured but discolored. like his old memory were a piece of fabric that had just been washed again and again and again; the color bled; the fringes hardened. but still, it felt familiar. ) hyung, how do you keep your big muscles if you are only eating junk. aren’t you tired all the time? ( ` he steps closer, pokes at jaebum’s chest, his shoulder, his bicep. ) what have  you eaten today? hyung…

jaebum-hyung, ( - the correction the only thing holding some sort of power over the situation, without even knowing the law student had walked into a scolding and he wasn’t sure how to adapt to it - )  i don’t eat junk all the time, jinyoung-ah ( - it’s uncomfortable for his habits to be picked apart - usually jaebum himself was the one who did the deed to others not the other way around - ) ... ( - he feels embarrassed - sheepish to say the least as he finds himself inching away from the younger’s prodding -) ah uh, i ate some rice with kimchi earlier? the last of the side dishes my mom sent.

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peaachjam:

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( ` he recognizes the glow but still does not have a name for it – only knows its shape and how it settles. much like light: he’s aware, but it is never tangible; it splashes over him; it warms him; but he never tries to collect it. he knows his limitations, follows them with a childish scrutiny. ) .  .  . ( ` jaebum’s door is an easy infiltration: the spare key is warm in his hand where he has gripped it tight as he walked. now he slips it into his pocket, treads forward towards the promising shape of the fridge. he opens it breathes cool air into his face; his lips curl around surprise – a shocked circle. ) im jaebum.  .  . ( ` he’s sure that he’s here somewhere – perhaps in a room, perhaps in the bathroom, so jin yells to accommodate. ) im jaebum! how do you live off string cheese?! there’s no food in here!

( - jaebum doesn’t want to admit it, but the stillness of his new apartment was a bit off putting. hani not being around to mother him, or the fact that yuta was not there to argue with him,..it was something to get used to - ).....( - so jaebum does what he does best,and  bury himself in his studies, so the law student is caught off guard when he hears his name being called about thirty minutes into his study session - ) huh ? there’s food, i just got some chinese food like three days ago! ( - he barks back, before pulling out his earphones and making his way to the kitchen where jin stood - ) there should be food there ..? doesn’t string cheese count ?”

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acajin:

(....)

he’s swam like this so many times, has sneaked into a few pools before, but nothing feels the same. everything is new – a gleaming addition. it makes him gasp, it makes him smile; it fills the dark of his eyes with glimmering reflections; it feels beautiful.

“hyung,” his voice is more quiet; he leans in closer, “we have to be careful or we’ll get caught – there’s security at night.”

there’s a tug in his chest. something that’s causing jaebum to be hesitant in letting the hold he had jinyoung in go. the tug is small and but jaebum wonders what exactly is causing the tug in his chest, but he fears that it would cause a lot more trouble than jaebum was used to.

yet - while rather out of character, jaebum found himself not caring about the trouble. instead taking in the younger man’s touch - gentle and curious touches, much like jinyoung himself. well at least how jaebum remembers the teenager before he had left for the path set before him as an adult.  he wasn’t too sure of the younger’s personality now, park jinyoung had become an enigma - and jaebum was itching to learn more about him.

why does it seem as if time stands still when they floated in this pool. so quite jaebum can hear the own beats of his heart echo in his ear. and he worries that jinyoung could perhaps hear his the palpation of the heart beneath the sounds of their breathing.

he wonders when did jinyoung grow up ? there’s a maturity that has hallowed jinyoung’s cheeks and that has broadened his shoulders. a sense of calmness that was never as apparent when jinyoung was sitting alongside his brother back in high school. it was a bit jarring and jaebum can’t argue when jinyoung mentions that jaebum himself has been gone for quite some time, the past two years were much more eventful than he had first assumed.

“ i can’t deny that..but i suppose i should work harder to catch up.” jaebum continues to be a bit unfocused - his gaze finding themselves on the younger’s lips. his brain going to a bit of a lull as he leans closer to jinyoung, his fingers curling around the younger’s neck. “ will you ..will you help hyung catch up ?” jaebum questions, his words soft and his gaze even softer.

he’s pulled at whatever daze he had fallen to when jinyoung mentions the word security. and the stillness of the moment is taken away, as a bit of anxiety begins to grow.

“ we should go then, we can’t stay for too long, what if you get a cold.” he whispers - detaching himself from jinyoung, the tug in his heart forgotten. his fingers clasping around the wrist of the younger and pulling him along. “ come on jinyoungie, i’ll take you home.”

( after hours  ━ jin.

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acakangjoon:

@acajaebum

truth be told, senior year of high school was definitely not the highlight of kangjoon’s life. it doesn’t even reach his top ten, twenty or thirty notable moments in life. (he only really has about seven such moments, but the point remains.) between impending exams and applying for universities, he’d been more stress than human being. 

things weren’t all bad though, he had a few things going for him, like volunteer work and some promising freelance piano gigs… and, as luck would have it, a boyfriend. 

however, kangjoon has never really been on lady luck’s good side, and it turns out luck- ever the petty one- saw him dumped eight months into what kangjoon had thought to be a rather decent relationship. looking back, it made sense- exams were right around the corner and they were only seniors, their relationship had an expiration date. 

of course kangjoon is nothing if he isn’t petty, and now that he’s stuck with jaebum not only in the same school again- but the same job in the same position… well, it’s too good of an opportunity to pass up. besides, jaebum practically presents kangjoon with chances to tease him on a golden platter. 

it’s easier during their breaks, when they’re stuck in a far too quiet restaurant with far too much awkwardness between them, for kangjoon to assist jaebum in sticking his foot in his mouth. 

“so, nightwing, have you heard from batman at all recently?” he begins conversationally, mouth full of that night’s special. “that is your secret identity isn’t it? or was it…. nightcrawler?”

jaebum liked to think he didn’t make many mistakes. his educational past was free of anything lower than an a minus, and letter of recommendations were hardly hard to gather when jaebum needed them.  but his personal life ? well there was perhaps one mishap, and he couldn’t blame it on anyone one else beside himself.

he had dated kangjoon during their senior year. and jaebum had to admit that it had less to do with actual affection and rather the fact he knew that he needed to start dating sooner or later. and well kangjoon was a pleasant person to be around for the most part, when they had dated ( after the fact well, that was a different story ), it couldn’t be blamed on kangjoon, after all jaebum had broken up with kangjoon because exams were coming up and he didn’t have time for nay sort of relationship.

yes looking back on it, jaebum was a bit cold and well he had tried to apologize for his aloofness when he had first found out kangjoon had worked as a piano player in the restaurant as himself.

but it seems to have not worked after all, not with the way kangjoon ran his mouth at jaebum whenever they were stuck with one another in the same room. and jaebum supposed he deserved it but alas, it still cause some awkwardness for the law student during these shifts.

a grimace appearing on his lips as kangjoon’s voice called out to him, his eyes leaving his phone and towards the other pianist. “  you were correct the first time, and well i haven’t had a chance to really go to a convention lately, i’m doing interviews for internships - but it’s not too bad.” he wasn’t ashamed of his hobby, after all there would be worse things to enjoy in his spare time.

“ and don’t talk while chewing, it’s rather gross.”

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title: shadow of a man

summary: there’s only four bowls at dinner, and jaebum can’t help but ask why.

warnings: um nothing really but it’s just angsty overall 

jaebum doesn’t like his grandparents’ home. it was too stuffy and the faint stench of tiger balm was evident in all areas of the house. but his mother had told him that he had to keep strong in front of his younger siblings because if they found out he was uncomfortable at their grandparent’s house then they would throw an even bigger fit than the one they gave with their mother had dropped them off few days prior.

but worry not! his mother had told him she would be back to get them in five days time, therefore jaebum had packed up his things ( along with his siblings’ bags), and waited patiently for his mother to pick them up.

his grandparents are antsy - avoiding his eyes and skittish for some reason. they’ve been like this for the whole trip and jaebum can’t help become rather curious about the whole ordeal -he was beginning to wonder what the adults were hiding from him.

it was obvious to the ten year old, a rather sick feeling in his stomach as he watched his grandparents clean up the home as they waited for his mother to arrive home.

his father was probably busy after all, he’s been working overtime for the last few weeks. and jaebum was getting more used to the sight of his father’s retreating back. 

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his mother comes to pick them up when the giant grandfather clock in the living room strikes four, her timid knock causing jaebum to run towards the door, his heart soaring at the idea of seeing his mother after almost a week. he ignores his grandmother’s scolding and he wrenches open the door - and reveals his mother looking pensive and unsure.

jaebum can’t help but stumble back as he takes in his mother’s appearance, his mother was always a thin woman, but tonight his mother looks gaunt and fragile as if one swift gush of wind would cause his mother to break in half, it’s daunting and jaebum isn’t quick enough to hide the look of shock that comes over his face. his mother, however, is too distracted to catch it or perhaps she’s too tired to show her feeling, and instead, she smiles at jaebum and calls him out, causing the boy to clamber to hug his mother before his siblings come and take her attention away from him.

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the drive home is filled with false cheerfulness - his mother’s grip on the steering wheel is tight but his siblings are placed in the back happily retailing about whatever antics happened over their five-day separation. and when his mother question jaebum about his stay with his grandparents, jaebum could only reply with a soft okay before returns his attention back to the window. 

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it’s a surprise to jaebum when he finds his father’s car parked in the driveway - and there’s a small part of jaebum’s heart that soars at the thought of seeing his father before his bed time. and he finds himself running towards the door - hoping to see his father’s broad shoulders and sturdy hugs waiting from him as he opens the front door.

instead, jaebum is welcomed by an empty home, dark until his mother follows through and turns the light on without a word.

he can’t hide his disappointment as he helps his siblings unpack their overnight bags.

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his mother calls him out to him as she finishes dinner - ushering him instead of the kitchen and orders him to began to set the table, her calloused hands running through his hair before she gestures him to begin. 

and as jaebum takes out the bowls - his mother stops him, her lips pursed as she spoke.

“jaebum-yah, we only need four bowls from now on alright? now go set it on the table.”

the boy frowns, confusion appearing on his young face as his eyes shift to the plastic clock placed on their kitchen wall. it was almost 6:30, and they would usually set their father’s placemat along with their own just in case he made it home before then.

“ but dad might come home, did he call you saying he was gonna be home late again ?” his nose scrunched as glanced down at the bowls in his hand.

his mother who had been quiet for most of the night seems to tense, her kind eyes becoming somewhat cold, her fingers gripping the dish rag with much more than needed strength. 

“ your father isn’t going to be home for awhile jaebum-yah.”

“ what do you mean by that ?” he knows it’s rude, but jaebum presses on - curiosity taking over any manners he usually posses.

and there’s sudden tears growing in his mother’s eyes, her hand covering her lips as a short sob escape her lips as she turns away from jaebum. unable to control herself as she drops onto the kitchen floor.

what exactly had his father done?

but that would have to wait because right now he needed to take care of his mother. 

the boy strides towards his mother, kneeling down to wipe the tears away from his mother’s eyes, and a soft smile appearing on jaebum’s face as he spoke, “ mom you can tell me, it’s okay, i’ll help you take care of it.”

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jaebum isn’t sure what the feeling that grows in stomach is, but it’s unpleasant one. hearing about his father’s deeds in between his mother’s tears was not exactly the best way to start dinner, and jaebum can’t really wrap his mind over the mess.

instead, he tries to keep himself busy, as he ushers his mother to her bedroom upstairs, he slips back into the kitchen and begins to finish transferring dinner onto the table so he and his siblings can eat.

he can’t let the twins know what’s going on not yet, so he finds himself lying to them as he calls them out for dinner.

that mother was feeling ill but not to worry because he was going to take care of his siblings until she felt better.

but as they sit around the dinner table, he can’t help but lose his appetite when one of the twins questions on where their father is.

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( that’s not me  ━ jae.

@acajaepark

jaebum felt a bit of a mess.

for a man who usually prided himself in his studies and preparedness - he was unable to remember where he was supposed to met his newest tutor subject.  was it in one of the classrooms ? or was it in one of the study rooms in the library. all jaebum knew was that he was set to meet with the student around three, and it was already two-fifty, maybe it wasn’t a good idea to spend the night before catching up on filming and editing for his channel.

groaning, jaebum made his way towards one of the empty study rooms, hoping that he had gotten to the designated location.

and after a few moments, a student walked in. was this the person? well, it had to be the student, it would make the most sense.

with that, jaebum stood up from the desk bowing his head slightly before he spoke. “ are you the person i'm supposed to be tutoring? did you get here alright? i know there’s a lot of traffic around the school at this time.”

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acajin:

(.....)

and even under, with his fingers breaking into sheets of water, hands pulling him along, he lets his eyes stay shut. he relies on instinct, a blind science; the muffled sounds that slip into his ears and the pressure of water against his frame. there is no direction to his swimming, only propulsion, action – something more primal that excites him; as though danger actually loomed. as though he’d be ready.

a few seconds later, he surfaces with a small gasp, rubs at his eyes, stays afloat. his location is a mystery, but a smile remains. the chill of the night sits on his shoulders, his neck; stretches over his cheeks. something rustles in the distance but his ears are tuned to the water, search for the sound of danger.

        jaebum allows himself to sneak deeper into the water, letting the liquid envelope himself in it’s cool embrace, and as the moments passed by jaebum begins to realize feel as though this pool was not set in reality. this whole scenario felt out of placed and merely a fantasy when compared to the dull and rigid routine he had placed on himself upon leaving the army. the stillness of the water giving the air a sense of dreaminess - even jinyoung seemed out of reach, as if jaebum were to placed his hand on the younger’s wrist he was to disappear in a gust of wind. that the boy was apart of this odd fantasy he had put himself through and jaebum couldn’t shake this odd feeling from his mind. 

       jaebum couldn’t help but feel slightly out of place. as if this position was not meant for him - at least not now.

        as jinyoung takes off in the opposite direction, the memories of the summers of his childhood can’t help but appear. flashes of searing summers, of childish squeals from his siblings they rough housed around the pool. those days were long gone where jaebum could easily lose himself in the antics of pool games and laughter, but he found himself slipping into the same role he held long ago, as he began to partake in such a childish game.

         a boyish bout of laughter escaping jaebum’s lips as the chase began. there’s a difference of course, from his childish escapades in the pool, and the one he was currently taking part in. he’s no longer a sullen youth with clumsy swimming skills - his movements more polished, more refined as purses the retreating figure. though he finds himself allowing jinyoung to disappear from his line of vision, the younger vanishing for a moment, causing jaebum to pause for a moment. the former soldier taking in his surroundings for any quick movements or sound. that’s when he hears an almost inaudible gasp - alerting jaebum that jinyoung was closer than he realized. a rather wolfish smile growing on his lips as he begins to quicken his pace in hopes to catch the other. 

        his movements are no longer as precise as he takes the chance to make larger strides in hopes he would be able to catch jinyoung. 

         it takes a few moments, but soon enough jinyoung is an arm length’s way - and jaebum takes the chance to grab ahold of jinyoung and pull him closer to himself. boyish laughter filling the air, as he feels the adrenaline pumping through his blood comes to a stop, and he allows himself to catch his breath, his hold around jinyoung finally relaxing.

        “ that’s a lot more tiring than i remembered, give me a moment jinyoungie.”

( after hours  ━ jin.

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acasana:

sana was tired and decided that perhaps a trip to yuta’s place might allow her to rest a little bit while he watched over the baby. she hadn’t even thought that him not being home might even be a possibility ( why she thought that she wasn’t too sure ).

so when she knocked on the door and she’s met by his roommate, she felt a bit embarrassed at having not given a heads up at showing up first. “oh, hello,” she bowed her head in return just a bit as she stepped inside.

“is yuta home?” she asked, looking around but it seemed rather quiet for anyone else to be there. “i thought i would bring jaejin to see him, but …” her head continued to bob up and down in various positions, but she didn’t see any sight of him nor was he appearing.

“is this a bad time? i could go,” she pointed to the door awkwardly, though part of her hoped that he might just offer to watch the kid for a little while so she could at least sit and relax for a moment.

jaebum had only met sana a handful of times before, having first met her with the younger was very pregnant he had always felt the need to be mindful of his manners when she was around him. perhaps his mother’s teachings had seeped too much into his daily life - anyways itching to ensure everyone around him was comfortable and taken care of. so he found himself straightening up his posture as he had let sana into the penthouse

“ yuta ?” he repeated, as he gestured for sana to sit on the couch as they made their way to the living room. “ ah, well i was in my room studying so i’m not really aware if he’s here, but if he’s gone he shouldn’t be away for long, so uh make yourself at home.” jaebum said as he himself sat down on one of the couches stationed in the room.

“ ah! It’s been awhile since i’ve seen jaejin, he’s must of grown a lot huh ?” jaebum questioned, he was always busy with work when sana had came over to visit yuta, so it wasn’t often when jaebum could see the baby boy, which was a shame because jaebum had a fondness for babies and children that he could not deny.

“ and oh no, i’m not doing anything. “ he said, waving his hand to dismay the thought. “ you came all the way with the baby, you must be tired. would you like to something to drink ? “ jaebum questions, before his gaze found themselves on jaejin once more. “ i could watch him for

( full house  ━ sana.

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acaxbaek:

baekhyun is far from confrontational, preferring to keep himself hidden under the shadows to be quietly judgmental. but when your last meal was yesterday’s lunch and hasn’t had a wink of sleep since three days ago, anyone is bound to snap at the slightest disturbances. 

today it comes in the form of two young lovebirds, who decided that the library would be the perfect place for them to suck each other’s faces off.  baekhyun eyed the couple with disgust, face crunched into distaste when a particularly wet sound was heard. yuck. are they kissing or eating each other’s tongue? he’d much rather see a facehugger implanting chestburster eggs in a human’s chest than this. and judging from the others’ expression, none of them are comfortable with the situation too.

so without prior reservations, the pink-haired boy turned around from his seat to face the disgusting couple and barked an “ya! you both!”, not even trying to hold back the volume of his voice as he continued; “yeah, the ones sucking faces behind the shelves! you both! unless you’re both fucking blind, this isn’t a love hotel. nobody wants to see you make babies here.”

after a few moments, jaebum was about to give up his hope of someone stepping in when he heard a loud voice boom through the library. the political science major couldn’t help but watch in eye as a pink haired student bark at the couple, a bit amused and also bewildered by the loudness of the other’s voice and the effect he was having on the couple. 

jaebum couldn’t help but watch in slight glee at the way the couple had almost bounce off of one another, as if they were shocked someone had called them out on their rude behavior. breaking apart and looking at the student who had scolded them for making out in such a public space. thus making the couple leave in a quick and rather dramatic huff, one of them even shouting out a curse at the student who had stopped them a few minutes prior.

as they left, jaebum felt it was only polite to thank the pink haired student who had taken the chance to point out and scold the couple, the political science major quickly made his way towards the table where the other seated and gave a polite smile before tapping the other’s shoulder to gain their attention. “ ah, uh i was at the other table and i saw what you did, and thanks man, you were really doing everyone else a favor by calling them out.”

( war of whispers  ━ baekhyun .

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yugyeom-ah:

       jaebum’s soft tone made yugyeom slightly shocked, there were only a few times he had actually heard his friend’s soft tone of voice. he wasn’t sure if it was because his friend came across a little forceful by nature, or if it was just to show people that you shouldn’t mess with him. either way, yugyeom didn’t mind it. he nodded his head, giving jaebum a small smile to show that he wasn’t that upset for not being able to lift the weights. 

      jaebum’s next question made yugyeom’s cheeks flare up a bright shade of pink. he shook his head, no, he hadn’t checked how much he was trying to lift. he probably should’ve, but the moment was gone. he figured it was set to a good amount of weight, but then again, yugyeom wasn’t exactly that muscular, and couldn’t carry that much weight. when jaebum suggested going to the dumbbells, he groaned softly, standing up from the machine he was using previously to follow his friend. 

      he just really didn’t want to lift weights at all. he didn’t want to deal with it, and say yugyeom did end up gaining muscle, he didn’t want to go through the effort of maintaining that muscle. but, either way, who was he to argue with im jaebum? honestly, yugyeom was kind of scared of his friend sometimes, knowing that if he refused, he’d get scolded for not trying and asked why he even agreed to go lift weights in the first place ( a question he asked himself ). he grabbed the dumbbells that jaebum had, nodding his head at his statement. he lifted the weight, not that strained from how much it weighed, he mumbled, continuing the back and forth motion to lift the weight, ‘ i guess this isn’t so bad… ’

          one problem jaebum had realized when it came to himself was that he tended to be rather holier than thou, a big brother by nature he often found himself babying those around him. which was evident in the way jaebum had leaned over to ruffle yugyeom’s hair as the younger had followed his advice and decided to continue to lift weights during this session.” you’re a good kid yugyeom-yah i’m glad you’re sticking to your goal for night,” jaebum was just glad that yugyeom wasn’t too torn up about not being able to lift the weights while working out, he would hate for yugyeom to feel bad due to his urging to work out. that was the last thing he wanted, that’s for sure.

          though - the younger’s sudden confession to have not read and checked the amount he was lifting the weight was a bit concerning. he could already feel the telling throb of a headache appearing. perhaps jaebum should of gone over the basics for a bit, rather than throwing yugyeom straight in. well this wasn’t a time to mull over what he should have done, instead he merely sighed, rubbing his temple before speaking once more.” please be careful next time yugyeom-yah, after all, i wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself over a small detail.

          sitting on a bench not too far from where yugyeom was standing, jaebum kept a careful eye on the younger to ensure that he was doing his work out properly, learning from his mistake of letting yugyeom to own devices from before. he was a bit relieved when he took note of the fact the younger wasn’t struggling with the dumbbells, though jaebum found himself standing up and walking towards the younger with a slight frown on his face. “ your posture is a bit sluggish, tighten it up and you should be fine alright yugyeom-yah, and after this set we can grab some food or something.”

➳ gym buds.

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acajunmyeon:

“ junmyeon helping jaebum with chores. ” @acajaebum

debate team was a total hierarchy, no one would ever doubt that.

whatever hyeri said went and no one would ever be stupid to go against that, many people had learned that the hard way. luckily for him, junmyeon had always been very accepting of her authority and with is unofficial position as her right hand, he found himself in a position more privileged than other’s, it barely happened that jun would be told to carry out any annoying tasks or chores, hyeri made sure of that.

however not everyone seemed to be that lucky, jaebum being the shining example of that for now. after yet another meeting that was mainly spent walking through the list of possible candidates and discussing the future of the team, jaebum had been so unfortunate to be tasked with returning the room to it’s original state after everyone had left and junmyeon felt sympathetic towards the other, a little guilty even that he was always the one to avoid these kinds of jobs.

so, after the meeting had ended and all the members had started to leave the room one by one junmyeon decided to stick around, waiting by the door until the very last person had eventually left before closing it behind him, leaving jaebum and him by themselves. ‘hey,’ he spoke up to make the other aware of his presence. ‘you look like you could use some help with that yeah?’ and with that he walked back into the middle of the room, putting his messenger bag down again. ‘just tell me what i can do to help.’

jaebum enjoys the debate club. no matter how many times he huffs about whatever wacky plan hyeri had in store for them. most of the club were lovely to be around and for the most part, he was able to gain various experiences that would help him throughout his future and his career. so hyeri’s various wacky adventures and scenarios were worth it for the most part. so he didn’t mind for the most part doing little errands here and there, after all, if he didn’t agree with most of the errands he was sure hyeri would lose her lid, and jaebum wanted to avoid that at all cost. 

though it was a bit annoying when he was the one picked to clean up after the whole club after some meetings. seeing as they often went overboard and made a bit of a mess of the meeting area. and he was a rather easy target, as jaebum was already cleaning up and organizing the chairs back to their original place as the meeting came to a close. therefore it was expected when the meeting came to a close, and the members filed out that jaebum would be the one to task with cleaning up.  a bit of a hassle, but he didn’t really mind, used to doing these sort of chores since he was a child.

stretching as the meeting was met with it’s end, and his fellow debate team members trail out of the room - he noticed that junmyeon was loitering by the door. causing the political science major to be caught slightly off guard as junmyeon began to approach jaebum as the last member left the room.” oh ?” the young man utters, as jaebum took in the other’s offer, that was quite polite of junmyeon, and it was rude to reject such a kind offer. “ ah thanks for sticking by and it’s not that a problem.” he replies as he waves his hand, before humming shortly. “ could you just wipe the whiteboard clean, luckily hyeri didn’t cause too much damage today, or else there would have been more.”

after business hours.

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acayongguk:

@acajaebum

“you know, sometimes i worry about your sodium intake.” these were the words that had left the elder’s lips as soon as jaebum had opened the door. every few days or so, yongguk would come visit the political science major in the penthouse he shared with a few others, often being sent a text beforehand to bring over more ramen since they had run out of stock the night before. at least, that was what yongguk was often told. “i’m pretty sure half your body is made of salt by now.”

offering the two plastic bags filled with a variety of ramen for his best friend to take, yongguk entered the penthouse with ease though he headed straight for the kitchen soon afterwards. seeing as this was routine for the two best friends now, they had to make a few packets of ramen to share since the film major had made his way all the here. “you’re making it, right? it’s the least you can do after making me the enabler to your addiction, jaebummie.”

jaebum didn’t really care for eating, having too much on plate already ( pardon the pun ), so he often opted for food that was quick to make and fulfilling without being too much of a burden on his wallet.  which lead to most of jaebum’s meals being ramen or whatever packed lunch the local minimart was selling on his way home from work. it wasn’t the healthiest diet, but jaebum supposed him working out at least twice a month would balance the unhealthiest of his diet. “ it’s probably not that bad yongguk-hyung, i would say maybe around 35% right about now.” he replies without much thought, as he quickly took the bags away from yongguk.

without being told jaebum found himself taking out two packets of ramen from the plastic bags, then placing the rest of the packets in the cabinet. squatting down to grab one of the metal pots, jaebum began to start the process of cooking the ramen yongguk brought. “ don’t call me jaebummie, you know i hate that.” he replied crisply, filling the pot with water and then going to the fridge and grabbing two eggs and some chopped green onions from the other day. “ just sit there and scroll through your artsy film feed.”

ramen fever.

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acachangkyun:

changkyun was happy for once that jaebum and he were living in such proximity; waiting for him to pick he and jisoo up from the dorms when they were going to be together had grown tiring. that isn’t to say the drive from the penthouse was infinitely better than waiting, but at the very least it wasn’t standing outside for jaebum while his sister got anxious over the smallest things.

speaking of, he wasn’t surprised when both he and his brother’s phones went off with a chime, signaling jisoo’s impatience with the slow ( granted, there was an argument to be made that the drive was of an average length being driven at an approximately normal speed and there was no reason to stress, but was hurting jisoo’s feelings worth the risk of calling her out? ) drive over. [ ✉ second the best → im family ] Calm down, we are on the way. [ ✉ second the best → im family ] He is just a slow driver, not an abandoner. Why abandon us now? Would have worked better a few years ago.

it was a bit of a hassle - having a family outing at least once a week ( especially with the differing schedules that the im siblings had from one another. ) but jaebum had very little things that could top the quality time he spent with his siblings, even if he had to lie to their mother about the three siblings actually going to church.  

though the drive to ji soo’s dorm was only five minutes away,and usually it wouldn’t take that long to pick her up and make their way to the dorms. this afternoon was no different as jaebum was pulling into the dorm’s entrance when he and chan’s phone went off with a soft ping. sighing, jaebum quickly parked his car and grab his phone from it’s place on the cup holder before raising an eyebrow at the contents of the text.

he was too easy going with his siblings, the amount of respect he got was a bit saddening.

[ ✉ first the worst → im family ] we’re here, i’m parked at the guest parking lot with chan, calm down kid. [ ✉ first the worst  → im family ] why would we abandon you ? mom would be displeased to see her only daughter missing from our weekly dinners. [ ✉ first the worst  → im family ] now hurry up, i want to beat traffic.

jaebum pauses for a moment, as he presses send before glancing over at his brother in the driving seat. “ go out and stand by the car, so she can see it’s us.”

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‘ im jaebum ; political science major 

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( full house  ━ sana.

@acasana

it’s still light out.

the late afternoon sun waking jaebum from his afternoon nap, a soft groan escaping the political science major’s lips as sat up, a frown appearing on his face as he looked at the time. damn, he slept for that long? luckily jaebum didn’t have a shift that evening. but alas losing two hours of study time wasn’t the greatest thing. 

but jaebum couldn’t wallow in self-pity for much longer as the sound of the penthouse’s doorbell ringing entered the empty space ( his roommates seemed to be gone that day for whatever reason ). it left jaebum to make him his way towards the door, footsteps sluggish as he was still recovering from his rather lengthy nap.

as he pulled opened the door, a yawn escaped his lips, before his eyes lit up with recognization - he's only met yuta's sister once or twice, therefore he still felt a bit awkward as he bowed his head slightly and made way for sana to come into the penthouse.

" ah, hello sana-ssi, come in please."

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acajin:

he holds in each sound that bubbles in his throat – some are natural reactions, some are squealing odes of excitement, but they are all equally silenced as he finds footing on the other side and undoes the zipper of his bag. with care, he begins to undress: shoes first, pants next; he leaves on his shirt for the moment.

“yeah, it’s really charming.” though his eyes are nowhere near the pool – they trace the shape of jaebum’s back and the way his arms move as they tug on his shirt. nostalgia forms in his chest and mottles his breaths; he thinks of his nights as a high school student when this same image had kept him up at night; had made him warm and sweaty, the punctuation of an influx of hormones. the opening of a new era in his life. though it had been imagined, then – nothing more than a fantasy. nothing like the live and tangible display that unfolded in front of him.

something in the air shivers as the cackle of energy as it readjusts, settles into this space. and as jinyoung looks away, his thoughts change – the night no longer feels real. rather, jinyoung is sure one of his daydreams had risen like balloons; had climbed so far up that it had burst and fell back to earth; that shards of that fantasy fell around him, like glimmering debris. only that can explain jaebum’s shirtless frame and his willingness to swim with him; only that explains jaebum’s increased presence in his life, the small ways he would emerge and enter, nothing like before – everything is new and pristine.

jaebum from his teenage fantasies isn’t the same man he is now: he’s less boyish, wider in the shoulders; he’s less of a mystery – more transparent – but just as alluring.

part of him knows that if it had been a few years before, he wouldn’t be able to stand: his knees would shake, his hands would fumble.

but maturity arrives in parallel strokes. he, too, has changed: he’s taller, more masculine; less timid, less quiet; less afraid. as he pulls of his shirt in confident strokes – as he fits the trunks around his hips and wiggles his toes and straightens his posture, jinyoung wonders if jaebum has noticed these changes. rather than ponder, he lets his steps take him to the edge of the pool; his foot dips into the water before he jumps inside, emerges a second later with a quiet laugh; his hands smooth his hair back, away from his face.

“hyung – i really thought it’d be so cold. it’s warm! come, jump inside!”

he’s undressed before others many times prior - hardly caring as he stripped his garments in front of his friends or his fellow soldiers and jaebum would consider this time no different. after all, he’s known jinyoung for quite some time, perhaps as not as frequently and close encounters as they have in the past few months but he’s known jinyoung for a longer time frame than most.

yet he finds himself a bit shy as he pulls off his shirt - perhaps it’s due to the fact that even if he’s known jinyoung for almost a decade, the two years he was gone had changed the younger male more than jaebum had realized. his movements a bit hesitant as he mulls over how the jinyoung he knew in his youth would never be so forward with jaebum, or how timid the younger was through each of their meetings up until when he first returned from the army. throughout high school jaebum had worried that jinyoung hated him - seeing how skittish the younger was when he had entered the room.

and there’s still a small part of him that hones that worry. but of course he knows that small part of him is paranoid and illogical - there was no reason for jinyoung to invited him out to a pool after hours if he had ill feelings towards him.

he shakes that worry from his mind and instead quickly strips himself of his sweats, leaving himself in his boxers. the late spring air causing a slight shiver travel up jaebum’s spine. his focus shifting towards jinyoung as the younger male continues to undress, and he finds himself noticing how lean the younger’s frame was. though smaller than his own, it was no longer as lanky as he was during high school ( well from what he could remember ), and jaebum finds himself gazing at the younger’s form for longer than he would like to admit. he hopes that jinyoung did not catch wind of his gaze - the embarrassment of the chance of being caught is evident in the way jaebum’s cheeks.

he has to hide those thoughts away, they’re confusing and not worth the time. they’re a bit too dangerous to put any more time towards. and jaebum wasn’t one for crossing to an adventurous territory. even now with how jaebum was a bit wary as he hesitantly made his way towards the edge of the pool. observing the water and jinyoung himself as he jumps into the pool.

but even as he hesitates on the edge of the pool, thin lips upturned into a smile, the younger’s laughter causing something in jaebum to brighten.

It was a nice sound, and it draws jaebum to the pool with more conviction than jinyoung’s words did. thus jaebum steps into the pool, finding the water to be a warm temperature, his posture relaxing as he got used to pool’s environment.

a sudden streak of mischievous runs through jaebum’s mind, his eyes twinkling with boyish glee,  “ you’re right, i guess it wouldn’t be too bad to play some games in the pool right? i remember playing tag a lot during the summer pool as a kid.” he explains as he begins to swim closer to jinyoung, “ one person was the shark, and had to catch the others right ?” the grin on jaebum’s lips turning a bit sinister as he spoke. “ jinyoungie you should start swimming away right about now.

( after hours  ━ jin.