red (got7 // jaebum)

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"Where are we?", I managed to ask.

"Your place.", I could feel my weight being shifted into one of his arms and the sound of my keys jingling soon changed to the sound of a door unlocking.

"What about work? I ... I can't leave work.", I mumbled. My face was now buried in the chest of my "kidnapper" making my voice sound even more distant, but he seemed to hear me anyway.

"Well, its too late for that.", said the voice. "You're home now. Sleep." I felt myself being placed on my bed and my blankets being drawn up around me. I heard his footsteps get further away. "And take an aspirin or something. You're only making things worse for yourself." The footsteps got quieter before I eventually heard my front door open and close again before being locked back up.

I couldn't remember much after that, my thought process was still a bit hazy, but I figured nothing truly eventful happened because I fell right back asleep.

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The next time I woke up, the cramps had calmed down and only caused me slight discomfort. I nearly panicked though. I shot upright once I realized I was in the comfort of my own apartment rather than the cold metal chair back at the dance studio.

I sat there, racking my brain for a few minutes until I recalled the events from earlier. One of the boys had brought me here, I remembered.

Then I realized I hadn't even said so much as a thank you.

I reached for my phone, getting ready to compose a new message. I didn't even look to see who it was. I was too tired and disoriented to care, which looking back on it could've potentially been dangerous. Yet I was alive and well so I decided not to beat myself up about it too hard.

I finally decided upon texting Mark. I figured he was the one who brought me here as he had shown the most concern earlier.

Hey, thank you for bringing me home earlier. You didn't have to do all that.

A few seconds later came his reply.

Wow, were you in that much pain, Red? I didn't take you home. Don't you remember?

I furrowed my eyebrows at the screen. I guess I really was that out of it.

Oh, wow, I guess I was. Well, then thank Jackson for me when when you get the chance. He seemed second most likely to do so.

It wasn't Jackson either.  Read his next reply. It was all Jaebum's idea  so we nominated him to do it. He didn't seem to mind anyway. Are you sure you're alright??

Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired still. Let him know I said thanks.  I wrote back before setting my phone back down. Part of me wanted to say he was just messing with me, but I couldn't see a point as to why he would do so. Suddenly the slight attitude and broad chest seemed familiar. I was an idiot for not reckoning his voice sooner.

But why? I had been a burden the entire day. For him to have gone out of his way to take me home seemed so out of character for him. And to tuck me into bed at that? Something was off.

Considering I had slept half the day, I had a lot of time to think about it, which bothered me a bit. I made up my mind to thank him tomorrow and leave it at that. I wouldn't make a big scene or try and pry deeper into the situation.

The thing was, I knew something was up with Jaebum. It was something realized that soon after we met. And though I wondered what made him exactly the way he was, I decided to leave it alone. I wasn't one to get myself caught up in anything messy. I spent my entire life worrying about everything up until I became in touch with my father again, and I didn't want to be in that place again.

Besides, landing this job was one of the best things to happen to me in a while. Was I really going to let a guy like Jaebum change that for me?

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for all of you wondering if cramps can even get that bad, yes, they can. i know from firsthand experience.

i hope u guys are cool with the story so far. i didn't think i would get almost 200 reads so quickly tbh, so thanks.

also let's all hope Jaebum has a comfortable and speedy recovery! hearing about him at boys concert broke my heart. he deserves all the good in the world.

love u all ♡