marauder

     it’s been more than a week since the last time he’d spoken to jaebum. there’s a part of him that’s telling him his anger is irrational, unreasonable, and utterly stupid, but his heart rails back against that thought. he isn’t wrong. he’s within perfect reasonable grounds to be upset and worried over the fact that his best friend had kissed someone else. after all, what if jaebum starts to ignore him in favor of his new… boyfriend? 

     (he knows he should be happy for the other. who the fuck cares if he loses a little attention from jaebum? it was never his to begin with. jaebum has never owed him anything, anything at all, and jinyoung is selfish, selfish, selfish. but he doesn’t want to acknowledge it. he knows. he knows he’s completely irrational. he knows he’s the worst person ever to walk the face of this earth because he’s so bitter about the possibility of jaebum being happy with someone else.) 

     his phone buzzes next to him and he jerks himself from his sulking to glance at the screen. he knows he’s being petty when he opens the message, knowing that kakaotalk will mark the message as read. he’s petty and he knows it, but he pushes that thought to the back of his head. fuck this. fuck everything. 

     his eyes darken as he locks his phone, tossing it aside and flopping back onto his bed with a low grumble. aramis nudges at him gently, as though trying to ask him what’s wrong, and he sighs heavily, his lips curling down at the corners. he’s not going to deal with this. not now.

It was rare for there to be a silence between them. Maybe it happened on the rare occasion that there was a distance between them, space stretched so far that phone data and reception was too expensive or non-existent. Even then Jaebum knew the messages would start up once again, conversations and photos sent non-stop as the days ran into each other. When he began to hole himself up in his apartment, he was sure that he would hear from Jinyoung at some point. His phone had blown up with a few messages from Bomi but nothing from the top coordinator. Jaebum continued to chew on his bottom lip in worry. He had started his idea of ignoring Jinyoung but had never expected the other to do the same to him. 

not that it was hard to cheer her up in the first place, considering that bomi was a distinctly optimistic person. 

“oooh,” she purses her lips as she considers the options she has – there were a lot of different flavours at the shop they were headed to, and bomi was very indecisive when it came to ice cream. her personal trick was to get multiple flavours instead of multiple toppings so that she could try as many as she could in one go. “that’s a good question … i’ll probably decide when i get there, honestly? i hope they have new flavours!” 

Instead he grinned in response and let his eyes fall to the side, taking in Bomi’s slender form. These moments were precious to him, the time they were actually able to spend together just like the old days. His eyes landed on the shop as they neared it, his mind already running over options of different flavors and toppings. “I think I might be boring honestly. Maybe just go for Chocolate or maybe Pistachio instead.” He was very plain in the choices he made, leaving his ice cream rather normal and went for a variety of different toppings. He can still remember the faces he would get for mixing together chocolate and gummy bears.

     “you’ll buy me anything i want?” his eyes are dancing with laughter and he wonders if his best friend has temporarily forgotten the gravity of that statement, though he can’t help but grin at the other, obviously delighted at the thought. “that’s true – and i don’t want you to die, or go bankrupt, hyung, so i’ll keep it a secret.” he promises playfully as he leans his head against his best friend’s head for just a moment, slightly shorter, hair tickling the shell of jaebum’s ear. 

Jaebum cleared his throat though and tried to hide the soft smile that threatened to break out over his face as he watched Jinyoung chatter excitedly. The league was well known for its celebrity like figures all ranging from different backgrounds and in different occupations, but the media heralded majority of them for their good looks as much as their talent. And honestly the coordinator before him, even in a simple setting like a festival, was a sight to behold as he made soft noises and grinned brightly at Jaebum. His stomach made a soft swooping motion and he knew it had nothing to do with food. The grin caught him off guard and he stared unabashedly at Jinyoung for more than a few standardly acceptable seconds before he coughed and looked away to cover it up. “Barbecue squid? Alright, let’s get that.” 

“me!” bomi laughs, obviously joking as she wouldn’t exactly defend jinyoung’s honor against herself but it was always fun to joke around with jaebum anyway. the shove to her forehead has her laughing again, unable to ever really keep the smile off of her face when she was with him. not that she ever minded, considering her optimistic nature and all. “awww, but oppa,” she pouts again, purposely doing it this time to get another reaction from her because she always thought he was adorable with a blush painting his cheeks – though he would probably kill her if he knew she was thinking that. 

As soon as her lips touched his cheek, he could feel his body starting to grow hot but he stamped it down as much as he could. He bit his lip in order to his tongue tied mouth and just shyly ducked his head. The term of endearment so often used with some soft tone behind it. It was often his undoing but he shook his head at her, standing his ground. “Don’t you dare say anything otherwise I’m going to conveniently hop on the next train back home.” He was lying and they both knew it but it still didn’t stop the words from flowing from his mouth.

“Hm?” Jaebum turned his attention to the direction where Mark’s gaze was directed. His pokemon Líng was clearly upset at something and Jaebum peered around a corner into a desolated hallway. A pair of red orbs, no eyes, were floating precariously in the darkness. A soft disappointed sigh escaped Jaebum as he stared a bit annoyed at the orbs. “It’s one of mine, unfortunately.” 

Hi Poképeeps! As we are quickly approaching our second event (dun dun dunnnn), here’s a quick little headcanon meme for everyone! You’ll be able to reblog this for one week from 7/25 to 8/1 but feel free to continue answering these after that. Hopefully this helps spark some creative writing and new ideas for all of your characters. ≧(´▽｀)≦ 

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