jaebum runs around his house, opening every closet door he had that held his clothes in.
he was worried.
worried that jackson would judge him for what he wore, or what he looked like. he was fussing.
he wanted to look simple, but at the same time stylish. he didnt know what to do.
calling up his fashonista friend, he asked for advice. his friend knew his whole closet top to bottom.
"wear your black ripped jeans and your red big jumper. get your black hat, the one with those weird rings on it, and your white shoes. also, take off your lip piercing, you look emo."
"what the fuck bambam, i'm quaking."
YOU ARE READING
AM texting. (jaebum + jackson)
Fanfiction"hey, youngjae; im sorry" "im actually jackson, who is this?" in which jaebum accidentally messages jackson while trying to apologise to his ex, namely youngjae.
