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Jaebeom: That Kind of Commitment

"You're going to make me coffee? Romantic"

Jaebeom rolls his eyes but gets up and throws some pajama bottoms on to go into the kitchen.

Jinyoung is the only one up when he goes out, but he doesn't acknowledge him, actually pretends to be intently focused on his phone, so Jaebeom doesn't say anything, simply starts the coffee and waits. It isn't until he's heading back to the room, that Jinyoung pipes up.

"Jackson wants to have another talk tonight, will you be here?"

"Tonight? Sure... what's it about?"

"...it's better if we talk about it tonight"

"Okay..." Jaebeom wants to grill him on it, because he knows he could get the answers, but he wants to get back to Mark even more, so he decides to drop it for now. Jinyoung is still staring at him, and the look is nervous and tired. He doesn't think Jinyoung has ever looked at him like that. "Jinyoung, are we okay?"

He looks caught off guard, frozen with his cup of water inches from his mouth. A few beats pass of them staring at each other and then he smiles. "Yeah, I think we're okay."

Jaebeom smiles back, moving back into the kitchen and setting the coffee he just poured for himself on the table in front of Jinyoung and then getting himself another. Jinyoung doesn't thank him, but that's fine, because he picks the cup up and takes a happy sip, and that's good enough. He pours himself another cup and then walks back to Mark's room.

Mark has put on his shirt, and he looks incredible in it. Jaebeom will never, ever, give up wearing over sized T's. Never. Because the way Mark's thighs look peaking out from under the hem, is unholy.

He passes Mark his cup, tearing his eyes away from his thighs to look in his eyes. Mark is smirking.

"I guess I never realized how much you were holding back," Mark lifts one foot, placing it against his chest. "Until you weren't"

The move spreads his legs, and shifts the shirt around, so Jaebeom can just almost see all of him.

"I have to work"

"I know"

"You're evil."

Mark grins. "I know"

"Just drink your coffee" Jaebeom sips his own before setting it down and moving over to the couch where he's tossed his uniform. He doesn't have an infinite amount of time so he dresses quickly, happy when he can sit back down and drink his coffee and even happier when Mark at straddles his lap.

He doesn't seem to have any evil intentions though, as he works through Jaebeom's hair with his fingers and it feels like heaven. Good enough to put him back to sleep. But he can't sleep, he can't get tired now, when he has such a busy day ahead of him.

"Oh yeah, Jackson wants  to have another meeting tonight, will you be here?"

Mark hums, thinking. "Yeah, I think so, I just have lunch plans, shouldn't last long"

He doesn't ask who they're with, because he doesn't want to know, and because it makes him feel... well, jealous. Not that he thinks it a gross job or anything, but jealous because he doesn't know if he'll ever be able to provide for Mark like these people can. But he'll try. For Mark, he'll try anything.