✘TRAIN

@[D]Wang Jackson Youngjae smiled as the train came to a stop. "Alright then, just lead the way. I'll be sure to follow closely", he said with a chuckle as he stood up, grabbing his bag. He was excited to be heading to his place with him, a bit too excited so he held his bag in front of him, covering himself. He really couldn't help it, he was headed home with an attractive man and he couldn't stop some of his thoughts.

@[B] Yoo Youngjae Having Youngjae this close, blinking and blushing and looking overall lovely, Jackson almost couldn't take it. It took several long, embarassing moments to realize he had asked a question at all, and it took a solid ten seconds to figure out what it was.

"We're almost there now. Shouldn't be long at all." Jackson pointed to the train window. The most he was hoping for was the sign to appear that said 29th street was approaching. He received even more than. The train began to slow, lessening the wheels' rotations and chugging less and less as the conductor announced their final stop and offered a jovial farewell. "This is it actually."

@[D]Wang Jackson Youngjae sighed softly. "Well..I don't have anyone to come with me. I live alone and I'm single so I don't really have anyone to walk me home", he muttered. Now that he was closer to the other he was able to get a better look at him. He wasn't able to stop himself from looking him over, and as he did some dirty thoughts went through his head and he couldn't help but bite his lip. Once he noticed what he was doing he quickly averted his eyes blushing slightly. He then cleared his throat. "So, when will we be at your stop?", he asked.

@[B] Yoo Youngjae "I don't mind at all." Jackson smiled. "I was going to do that myself, but you beat me to it."

He reveled in the shy smile Youngjae rewarded him with. He really was a sweet little muffin. Jackson couldn't help thinking just the slightest bit dirty. However, that would have to wait until they were better acquainted. There he was, sitting next to a cute boy, heart heavy, palms damp with nerves, and feeling more alive than he had in weeks. It was amazing.

"Can I ask why a doll like yourself is traveling alone at night?" Jackson really hoped he wasn't overstepping any boundaries.

@[D]Wang Jackson Youngjae looked at the other turning more red. "O-Oh um..", he muttered out. He wasn't expecting this but he took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. "Yeah of course its alright", he said with a warm smile. "Thank you..", he muttered shyly. "I'm glad that tonight I don't have to worry about being safe", he said with a grin. He then went over and sat next to him. "Since we'll be getting off at the same stop, I hope you don't mind if I sit here", he said with a chuckle.

@[B] Yoo Youngjae Hearing this made Jackson even more resolute. He wasn't letting Youngjae go anywhere dangerous. A boy this sweet and shy wouldn't stand a chance fending off the thugs that lurked in the surrounding areas. The thought of him being caught by one of those losers actually made Jackson physically sick.

"I actually don't really like the thought of you being alone either. I'd be more comfortable if you came with me," Jackson said. "I have to warn you, though. I don't stay in a normal apartment. It may seem strange at first, but if you let me take care of you, I will. Is that alright?"

@[D]Wang Jackson Youngjae couldn't help but blush when the other called him cute. "Its fine I get what you meant", he said with a chuckle. He continued to clutch his bag tightly when the other called out his nervousness. "Ah well, my neighborhood isn't really the safest...I get bugged by real creeps whenever I'm on my way home...", he muttered. He then looked up at the other. "Well, if you don't mind me coming with you. I'd honestly feel safer if I wasn't alone..", he muttered blushing more.

@[B] Yoo Youngjae "Well, you're definitely the cutest creep I've ever met." Jackson laughed along with him, only realizing belatedly that sounded more like an insult than a compliment. He shook his head. "Sorry, that came out very wrong. I was actually wondering if you wanted to get off at my stop instead. You seem...nervous, for some reason. Is there anything bothering you? Or, anyone?"

@[D]Wang Jackson Youngjae chuckled softly at the others response. "Well then I guess we were both being creeps"/ he said with a soft laugh. He found himself drawn to this man instantly. He had such an inviting smile and he wanted to talk to him more. He was a bit disappointed that he had to get off soon. "I'm on my way home, I actually have to get off at the next stop", he muttered softly. He clutched the bag he had with him tightly. He always dreaded his walks home, his neighborhood wasn't so good and several times he has been approached by real creeps.

@[B] Yoo Youngjae Youngjae's sweet gestures and blushing made Jackson fall for him a bid more fiercely. From his soft eyes to his cute, twitching fingers, he was what Jackson had been searching for a long time now. Everything about this boy made desire flame in Jackson that hadn't for a few years. Even in this new house with babies in the tens, Jackson couldn't find one that made him want to protect them so suddenly. This boy was it. He wouldn't let him go.

"I'm the one who got caught staring." Jackson smiled encouragingly. "Hey, I'm Jackson. Where ya' headed?"

@[D]Wang Jackson Youngjae was just waiting to get home when he saw a very attractive blonde man sitting a few seats away. He looked at him not able to keep from smiling when he looked at him, he probably got caught staring but he didn't want to look away. When the other came over and sat across from him he couldn't help but blush slightly. He usually enjoys sitting by himself so normally if someone sat near him he would move to a different seat, but this time he made an exception. He awkwardly fiddled with his fingers wondering if he should say something but he didn't know what to say. He sighed nervously before looking up at the other. He cleared his throat before speaking. "Um hi..I'm Youngjae..", he muttered holding his hand out. "I'm guessing you probably caught me staring earlier..I'm sorry for that..", he said blushing slightly as he averted his eyes.

@[B] Yoo Youngjae After twenty minutes of waiting and shivering in the mid-November evening, the tracks finally begun to rattle and whine. Bright yellow lights illuminated the once dark tunnel. The train came whooshing past, making Jackson's blonde fringe go flying. Jackson took a step forward as he straightened his hair out and unfastened the top button of his coat because of the sudden rise in temperature due to the door's opening.

Jackson hurried on and walked to an empty seat, passing the occasional living soul but not many. It was past ten pm. Jackson was used to late nights. He started his day early to catch a morning train to the Land of the Rich (per begging of his mother) to work as editor of the sports magazine 'VIBE'. Then he took the late train to get back to the house. It wasn't always fun. He made it work, though. This was a situation he put himself in after all.

Soft music played in the background. The tracks were smooth. All was well. Jackson found it in him to hum a tune. He was beat to it, however. A sweet voice cut through the stale melody pouring out from the old speakers on the train. He looked around trying to locate the source. And, oh boy, did he. The humming was coming from a pretty boy a few seats in front of him who had previously had his head down, so he hadn't noticed him at all. Brown eyes, fluffy, auburn hair, and these plush, pink lips made him sit up straighter. He allowed himself to stare a little longer. Just the second before he was going to turn away to avoid being labeled as creepy, the boy turned around and they locked eyes.

Something sparked deep in Jackson's chest. Something he hadn't felt for a long, long time. As if he had not slayed Jackson's poor soul enough, the boy smiled. His eyes turned into adorable crescents and his cheeks puffed in the most lovable way ever.

Unable to hold himself back, Jackson got up and made his way over, sitting int he seat across from the lovely boy and wondering what the hell he was going to say.