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G O T 7 PT.7

Guerin was nervous. She had asked JB what to wear and he had told her that her normal style would be fine. He wanted the vibe to be casual. Still, Guerin had managed to overthink, she had changed her outfit multiple times before forcing herself to settle. She approached the designated meeting spot, the same spot by the Han river where they had first flown together, carrying Mihi. She saw both JB and BamBam waiting already. BamBam looked stylish as usual in his expensive brand name clothes. JB looked like he was trying to combine his usual aesthetic with a boyfriend look, a loose fitting dark grey turtleneck sweater that was tucked into fitted black jeans and his hair teased into revealing his forehead. Guerin felt silly in comparison, she opted for an oversized black, pink and orange color blocked T-shirt over distressed Jean shorts with black tights and ending in her same favorite neon shoes. She had started to slow her approach, wondering if there was time for her to go home and change but was foiled by an excited squawk from Mihi. JB and BamBam looked up, the former smiling and waving at her before they both resumed their conversation and moved to meet her.

"You're here early." Guerin said trying to sound natural.

"He was actually late. We were supposed to meet a while ago to figure out how to shoot everything but he just got here ten minutes ago." BamBam said, "He's always late."

JB forces a smile and put his arm around BamBam, resting his hand on the back of his dongsaengs neck. "I told you I'd buy you something delicious to make it up to you." She said through his fake toothy smile that did not reach his eyes.

BamBam wasn't phased and he laughed at his own cheekiness, "Of course hyung. So that's two meals, one for helping you film and edit and another for being late."

"Ya, we're also paying you." JB protested.

"Yeah yeah. So let's get this show on the road. We'll do the flying first and then the human only shots." BamBam changed the subject to hash out final details of how the shooting would work with Guerin and any issues that might affect Mihi. The three meandered to BamBam's chosen spot and Guerin took the opportunity to mutter to JB

"Should I go change real quick? I'm not sure we match convincingly..."

JB stuck out his bottom lip thoughtfully as he looked her over, making her feel more self conscious before he shook his head and looked away, "You look fine."

"Fine?" She asked shocked and not reassured at all. He looked at her from the corner of his eye, a mischievous smirk betraying his perceived dismissal. She frowned, "JB I'm serious, I'm so uncomfortable right now."

He looked shocked and apologetic, "I'm sorry, I thought you just wanted a compliment."

She pouted slightly, "Even then. You could just give me one."

"You look like you. That's perfect. It's exactly what I hoped for." He reached up and patted the top of her head with a puppy smile. Somehow the JB style comment helped her insecurity but ramped up her heart rate. She covered up her reaction by shrugging him off with a tsk.

"You look fine too I guess." She said with exaggerated dismissal, picking up her pace to leave him behind.

The flight portion of the filming went normally for the first and second round. Mihi was even ready for a third flight as they included JB and Guerin playing with Mihi between flights. Two loops into her third flight, JB was watching Guerin when he saw her relaxed and joyful expression change to one of concern and she let out a curse. JB quickly looked up and saw a drone heading toward the bird who was knocked off her usual loops by trying to avoid it, a screech from the bird sounding more like fear than her familiar happy calls.

Guerin looked around for the drone pilot, spotting him in the distance she tried yelling at him to stop. He didn't seem to hear, fixated on his toy. "BamBam, tell him to stop!" Guerin said urgently, pointing at the pilot, grabbed the backpack carrier, then put the whistle to her lips, blowing as she took off the same direction Mihi was headed. Unfortunately Mihi couldnt get an angle.with the wind to get a clean landing and instead kept getting chased away from the open river skies back into the city before disappearing into the taller buildings.

The drone had stopped and was returning its flight. Whether it was just getting too far out of range or BamBam had reached the man Guerin didn't know, but now she had a new concern. She paused, blowing her whistle hoping it would reach through the city sounds and guide her bird back to her.

"How can I help?" JB asked. She hadn't realized he had followed after her.

She glanced at him her face serious, the only hint at anything close to the very bad situation was a tension around her mouth. "I have to go looking for her. Can you make a post on a lost pets page on sns? If someone has seen her they might look there."

I'll have BamBam do that. He needs to stay behind with the equipment anyway, I can help you look. Guerin nodded, "I lost sight of her that way. If you find her just keep her safe, don't try and grab her and call me right away." She immediately turned and ran in the direction she indicated, blowing her whistle intermittentently. JB ran back to give BamBam the update. The drone pilot was talking to him, holding his offending toy looking very distraught.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know it would scare her I thought she was just an interesting bird, I'm sorry." He was saying before JB interjected. He had to swallow his anger at the man, at the same time understanding the perspective. Without the knowledge he had, he might have thought the same way. He did allow himself the rudeness of interrupting without an apology, gave BamBam the information, then took off again not sparing the pilot another glance.

Twenty minutes and several check ins with each other later JB was still feeling sorry and worried. He somehow believed that this wouldn't have happened if he hadn't asked for Guerin to film this stupid music video. It seemed like everything attached to this song was cursed. Lost in his thoughts and running his hand through his now disheveled hair for the hundredth time he almost missed it. A squawk.

"Mihi?" He called suddenly, startling a couple people near him. He apologized with a bow but didn't miss the unmistakable call back, coming from in front of him and to the left. He picked up his pace, calling her name again as he rounded a corner into an alleyway. He was looking up at the roof when another squawk drew his attention down to the ground.

A bedraggled and slightly damp green bird looked miserably up at him from next to a puddle she must have fallen in. He moved slowly toward her as he pulled out his phone and urgently called Guerin. Mihi took a step back as he approached and he froze while the phone rang.

"I found her. She's a bit wet, I cant tell if she is hurt but she is awake and moving." He said.

"Where are you?" She asked immediately. He told her. She sounded strained, not letting herself relax until the bird was back with her, "I'm about ten minutes away, I'm coming now. Just watch her and don't let people near her." She hung up quickly, presumably to start running. The traffic would make taking a can slower than ducking between buildings and sprinting through streets.

JB watched Mihi and squatted down on his heels to watch the bird, turned sideways to see if anyone started trying to come down the alleyway. Mihi watched him, shifting her weight from one foot to another, reaching down to try and chew pebbles or bits of debris around her.

"You gave us a scare." He said to her, talking just as much to keep himself calm as her. "Though you were probably really scared too." He hissed quietly "That idiot has no idea what he even did." Mihi was watching him, chewing an unknown object.

"We found you though. Guerin is coming, you'll be safe soon." He softened his tone, "I bet you wish she had found you. But this is almost as good right?" He kept talking, trying to sound as comforting as possible. Mihi took a step toward him hesitantly. He paused, then continued with his soft reassurances. Slowly and deliberately she came closer and closer to him. He didn't know what to do. Guerin had told him not to approach, but was he supposed to move away too? He opted to not move in case just him moving scared her off again. She walked right up to his leg, reaching out with her beak to chew at the hem of his pants.

"That's not nice." He said, willing himself not to move and hoping she wouldn't bite him.

Mihi straightened up, her feathers fluffing lightly, then raised a leg speaking in her odd mechanical voice in English, "Step UP."

"I don't think I can?" He said back, recognizing her motion more than the words.

She opened and closed her foot at him, then switched to the other leg saying again, "Step UP."

He hesitated again, glancing at his watch. Almost ten minutes had passed. He was at a loss. This didn't fall under the parameters of what Guerin had told him to do and if she was booking it here he couldn't call her for more advice. He was woefully unequipped to make the decision he was faced with, but it was one that still needed to be made.

Slowly he moved his hand, watching the bird for any odd behavior as he lowered it down to her foot. At first she reached for him with her beak. He froze and she straightened up again, shifting back to her original foot, opening and closing it again with her invitation style. He lowered his hand to her foot carefully. She rested her foot on him and pulled herself up. He slowly lifted his hand to rest on his knees, remembering how Guerin described the tactic to prevent the bird from climbing up his arm to his shoulder.

He was familiar enough to think that the bird looked stressed but slightly more comfortable as she looked around, flexing her beak every now and then. A figure appeared at the end of the alleyway, JB looked up to warn away anyone that might try to approach but stopped when he recognized a disheveled Guerin. She was breathing hard but her eyes lit up when she saw her bird.

"Hi baby." She crooned, sounding comforting. Mihi spotted Guerin and immediately started fluffing and flapping, jumping off JB's hand to the ground and walking toward Guerin. Guerin slowly stepped forward and picked up her bird, who immediately began nestling into her moms torso for affection which Guerin was more than happy to give.

"She came to me, I didnt know what to do so I let her climb on me. I'm sorry." JB said, slowly standing from his squat.

"It's fine she's here, I just want to get her in the carrier." Guerin didn't look away from her bird, giving her head small stratches. "You had a crazy adventure huh? I bet JB was a sight for sore eyes, yeah baby?" She kissed her bird, still speaking in her calm tone. After a minute she stepped Mihi into the carrier with little resistance and gave her a big nut and a grape. JB saw her visibly relax.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Not really. But I will be." She said, the tension leaving her body left her shaking. JB walked over to her.

"Do you... want a hug?" He asked, holding his arms open awkwardly.

She looked up at him and he was surprised to see tears in her eyes. She bit her lip to keep her lip from trembling before she nodded and moved into his arms, wrapping her arms around his torso. He closed him arms around her, one hand resting on her head as her tears fell, the other rubbing her back. A squawk from Mihi brought their attention back. Guerin drew back reluctantly from the much needed comfort, wiping her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I think I snorted on your sweater." She let out and embarrassed laugh. He plucked at it then shrugged, unbothered. "God I must look a mess." She kept wiping at her eyes but her mascara had bled down and her lipstick was faded. JB wiped at a smear on her cheek.

"It's fine. We still match then." He said with a small smile. Guerin actually chuckled, still on edge.

"Let's let BamBam know. And I want to get Guerin home asap." Guerin said.

"I'll come with you." Offered, "Let's get a cab, and I'll call BamBam from there."

Following the plan Guerin sat with the carrier in her lap, hugging it as JB talked about rescheduling the rest of filming later. BamBam passed along the pilots information, he had offered to pay any vet bills and very much wanted to apologize directly. He hung up and the two sat in silence for the rest of the ride, both getting out at Guerin's apartment. She didn't question him as he followed her up to her unit and into her apartment.

A fluffy samoyed greeted them at the door, inspecting JB carefully, wagging her tail as Guerin acknowledged the dog in passing. JB waited in the living room with Eneoji for the few minutes Guerin took putting the bird away, examining her for injuries and watching for odd behavior. She came out to find JB seated on the ground with her dog seated, back to him, in his lap. As soon as Eneoji saw Guerin she stood and her fluffy behind wagged in the handsome musicians face making him exclaim and Guerin couldn't help but giggle despite being visibly exhausted. She saved JB by calling her dog to her and greeting her properly before straightening up.

"I'm going to shower and change into pajamas, then I'm going to order takeout and destress. You're welcome to stay but I imagine I'll be poor company." Guerin said to JB.

"Do you mind if I shower too?" He asked carefully, hoping it wouldn't be misinterpreted.

"Sure. I think I have something comfy you can wear too." She said thoughtfully as she tried to remember then shrugged, "I'll find it later."

JB entertained himself with his phone, catching up on messages and following up with BamBam about what else they needed to complete the video. Guerin returned faster than expected, fresh faced and neutral in a tank top and green lantern pajama bottoms. She held out some folded clothes for him, "There's towels in the bathroom, you can use any of the toiletries you need."

He accepted the change of clothes and headed in for his turn. After drying off he unfolded the pants, looking at them curiously, then looking at the shirt with narrowed eyes. Putting on the nondescript sweatpants and white shirt that fit a bit tightly across his broad shoulders and chest he came out of the bathroom.

"Ya, Guerin. These are men's clothes." He said.

She looked up from her phone at him with raised eyebrows, sitting on the couch sideways as she rested her back against the arm, knees up in front of her, "Yeah. Did you think I was going to give you mine?" She responded, nonplussed.

"Why do you have mens clothes? Mens pajamas?" He clarified, his question but sounded displeased.

"... I mean..." she hesitated, "Do you really not know the answer to that? I'm a grown woman JB."

He floundered. She didn't seem embarrassed at all, and did she have a reason to be embarrassed? He certainly didn't think of her as someone inexperienced, but he wasn't familiar with the personality type to make it obvious by not hiding another man's clothes, or at least making up a story about it being a friend or family member.

"JB, I'm emotionally drained today. I'm not going to argue with you about my life before you came into it." She said, sounding a little annoyed as she turned back to her phone.

He hesitated, then swallowed his jealousy. Now was not the time. Instead JB padded over to join her on the couch.

"You do look better in that shirt though." She said, without looking up and trying to withhold a smile.

"Of course I do." He responded matter of factly.

"Oof, you're lucky you're cute enough to get away with that ego." Guerin sputtered through a laugh.

"I'm not cute, I'm sexy." He corrected her matter of factly, which made her laugh harder.

"They're not... oh... what is it in Korean." She giggled, saying in English, "mutually exclusive?" She went back to korean, "You can be both."

"You're the cute one. I'm the sexy one." He shot back, taking the opportunity to compliment her and double down on his mantra.

"So you're saying I'm not sexy?" She stuck up her foot, posing comically like an amateur model.

"Maybe sometimes." He let out a small chuckle.

"Well if I can be both so can you. Let's order food, I'm starving." She said, not allowing him to argue back anymore. He nodded along with her suggestion, watching her relax comfortably in her pajamas. He had already fallen for professional Guerin and her polo shirt, and done up Guerin with her bold lipsticks and loud style, now he found himself falling for this cute casual pajama Guerin. He absentmindedly chewed his bottom lip, reminding himself that she still hadn't answered his confession, but he hoped it would be soon. Tonight wasn't the time to bring it up, so he resolved to just have a relaxing evening instead.

It had nearly been two weeks since Jinyoung and Charlie had started dating. They had gone out quite a few times, taking advantage of their schedules lining up so well. Jinyoung planned most of the dates which had ranged from a simple picnic to the current adventure at a meerkat cafe. They were currently sitting in with the meerkats, blankets across their legs. As soon as they had settled down four of the small animals had crawled into Jinyoungs lap and snuggled in, while a fifth perched on his leg, blinking slowly.

A sixth and seventh were distracting Charlie, climbing up to her and investigating. One settled into her lap while the other tried to dig at her shoe while she giggled and took pictures. Finally looking up Charlie saw Jinyoung coddling the critters in his lap, speaking cutely and making kissy faces. She pressed her lips together to quiet a laugh and surreptitiously recorded him. It took him about a minute to glance up, doing a double take when he saw her phone up.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his eyes widening.

"Nothing." She giggled through her unconvincing lie.

"Let me see that." He said, holding out his hand for her phone.

"No, I'm using it." She giggled again, lowering the camera to the meerkats still with her.

"Did you take pictures or record?" He asked, changing tactics as he tried to sound nonchalant.

"Don't get upset and scare the meerkats." She scolded him, panning up to see his face again. He was pouting but quickly changed his expression to something neutral.

"I'm not upset." He said blankly.

"Okay." She giggled again, finally ending the video and carefully tucking her phone back into her pocket.

Jinyoung managed to let it go long enough for the two of them to enjoy the rest of the visit at the cafe. They got selfies with a young coati crawling across their shoulders and Charlie got a kiss from an arctic fox. After the cafe Jinyoung suggested they take a cab back to his apartment. Charlie agreed, hoping this time the relationship might progress. It had been two weeks and they still hadn't kissed, or really anything beyond hand holding or a brief hug. A small part of her had begun to believe that Jinyoung didn't have romantic feelings toward her after all but she tried to beat those thoughts down.

Once they had arrived at Jinyoungs apartment and he went to make refreshments for the two of them she caught up on messages. A particular news story caught her attention that made her exclaim outloud in anger.

"Jagiya? What is it?" Jinyoung asked, coming from the kitchen with two opened beers and some freshly prepared ramen for them to snack on.

"There's a news article about Jackson!" She said, angrily, already messaging Guerin furiously.

"What is it?" He asked curiously, setting the tray he carried on the coffee table in front of the couch and sitting next to his girlfriend.

"Look." She said, angrily showing Jinyoung the pictures she was looking at, "He's here hugging some random girl in China ONE DAY before he is supposed to come home after confessing to Guerin."

Jinyoung knew of the dual confessions Guerin had received after promises of confidentiality from Charlie, though both his friends had confided in him already so it made it significantly easier to share. Jinyoung frowned at the pictures, taking her phone to read the article.

"It seems mostly like speculation." He said, unconvinced and handing her phone back with a noncommittal shrug, "besides, Jackson is a friendly man. He has a lot of friends. It's just a hug."

"Just a hug caught on camera." Charlie grumbled, taking her phone back with a petulant expression.

Jinyoung put his arm around Charlie with his most winning expression, "There's going to be times I have to hug someone for a camera, would that bother you?"

"No... not if it's for work." She couldnt help but weaken under his grip.

"Jackson is really outgoing. He has a lot of friends and sometimes the media struggles to keep up with him. I promise, knowing Jackson, that hug was platonic." Jinyoung said earnestly to his softening girlfriend.

"... yeah. That makes sense... I can give him the benefit of the doubt. But I worry about how Guerin is going to take it." She sighed, texting her friend again.

"Guerin will be fine. If she has spent time with Jackson she'll understand." Jinyoung assured Charlie.

"How would you feel?" Charlie asked suddenly after a pause, "If I was hugging some random man?"

Jinyoung tsked, "You won't need to. I'll hug you so much anyone else hugging you will be a nuisance." He squeezed her to make a point.

She forced a chuckle, insecurities with their relationship surfacing suddenly at his words. She believed him about Jackson, despite some reservations on behalf of her friend, so instead she flipped to some of the pictures she had taken at the meerkat cafe. Jinyoung brought out his phone and they were sharing photos until she came across a selfie and groaned.

"Wait, that was cute!" Jinyoung said quickly, reaching across to use his finger to swipe back.

"No, it's an awkward angle." She argued, moving her screen away to avoid the photo. Jinyoung huffed and returned to his own photos.

"Look, this is adorable." He said challengingly, showing a picture of her getting a kiss from the fox at the cafe, her face scrunched up in delight.

"Oh god that's an awful picture, please delete it!" She groaned and covered her face.

"What?" Jinyoung asked in disbelief.

"The angle is awful, I look so fat and my face... ugh. I didn't know you were taking a picture." Charlie protested, shaking her head still in her hands.

Jinyoung looked at the picture and back at his embarrassed girlfriend before setting his phone down, gently taking her hands and removing them from her face, "What are you talking about?"

"I just... I'm not cute. And pictures like that don't help. You're already so much more attractive than I am. I'm grateful if there's any man who wants to be in my proximity, let alone one as handsome as you. I have to work extra hard to be worthy." Charlie said despondently, avoiding eye contact as Jinyoung held her hands away from her face.

He dropped Charlie's hands, cupping her face gently and moving her gaze to match his own, "Look at me," he said softly, "You are beautiful, amazing and unique. I was drawn to you long before I said anything and I had to beat competitors to get to you. But none of that matters. None of that, none of my desires for you define you as a person of worth. You are reliable, hard working, dedicated, compassionate and thorough. You are so admirable and I love being around you. I hope as we spend more time together I can learn and grow from your traits but in the meantime I just... really love being in your company. And I want to keep doing that." He ended his speech finally.

Charlie, bit her lip as he spoke but waiting a beat after he finished talking she couldn't hold back anymore and moved in quickly, pressing her lips against his for their first kiss as her arms slung around his shoulders. His own grasp dropped to her waist pulling her in more tightly as he deepened the kiss she had initiated. Once they naturally separated, breathing slightly more accelerated than usual Jinyoung spoke through a smirk.

"I wondered how long that would take you. It was longer than I thought."

"...what?" Charlie asked, still a bit addled from the passionate session.

"I was waiting for you to kiss me first. I thought it would happen much sooner. I was starting to weaken. I thought you didn't like me!" He laughed, pressing his forehead against hers.

"Are you kidding me?!" She exclaimed in response. "I thought you had lost interest in ME! I thought you regretted asking me out!" She couldn't help her raised voice in indignation.

"Lost interest??" Jinyoung was shocked and he responded by pulling her close for other deep kiss before pulling away and pressing his face to the side of her face to whisper in her ear, "No way." He kissed down her neck to the crook of her shoulder, "I'm so sorry you felt that way. I've been holding back for fun, hoping you would push ahead when you were ready." He kissed gently at her throat as he spoke.

"Stop." She gasped at his ministrations. He pulled back but she grasped at him closer, "stop holding back." She said, running her fingers through his hair as he smirked into her throat.

"Would you like to move somewhere more comfortable?" He asked, kissing sweetly back up to her ear.

She responded by standing up then immediately turning toward his bedroom, shucking her usual comfortable hoodie off along the way to lay on the ground with the rest of her disproven doubts. "You better have some way to make it up to me." She snarled, disappearing through his doorway to the bedroom. Jinyoung could barely hide his joyous expression as he bit his lip excitedly, following his girlfriend into his bedroom.

Guerin had felt her phone buzzing in her pocket during her meeting with PWER CEO Jisoo. They had been discussing the next comeback and the possibility of a world tour and Eneoji's role in each. Not willing to interrupt the meeting she shut her phone off, hoping it wasnt an actual emergency. Turning it back on as she left the meeting she was astounded by the amount of kakao messages she had, and a few missed calls from Jackson. She chose to check the kakao messages first, hoping it would clear up the urgency.

Guerin was confused. An article about Jackson and some girl? Even more curious she responded quickly saying she was fine but had no idea what Charlie was talking about before she switched to her chat with Jackson.

Guerin was alarmed with the urgency of his messages. What in the world could be this bad? She sent Jackson a quick message explaining she had been in a meeting and had no idea what was going on but she was okay. She flipped to the news search on her phone and was greeted readily with an article at the top of the feed with a headline announcing Jackson Wang was in a relationship with an unidentified woman. Guerin clicked on the article and read a couple short paragraphs about Jackson and his recent activities all leading up to him being caught with a new girlfriend. The pictures attached were clearly shot without any person in the area aware of the cameras. Both Jackson and the woman were smiling and laughing, then a few shots of the two hugging each other. She couldn't help but chuckle. This was what had gotten everyone so worked up?

While she was reading Jackson had sent her a few more messages. She clicked over to his chat and reassured him that she wasn't bothered. He asked to call her later and she agreed. She set her phone down as her bus approached, stepping into it and settling into a seat, looking out the window. She hadn't been lying about not being bothered by the hug, but dealing with the aftermath had left her a bit stressed. It was just a hug, was it really something to get upset over?

Her phone buzzed in her hand and she grimaced for a moment before making herself check. It was a message from JB and she visibly relaxed seeing a simple message asking to meet up for drinks. A drink sounded like just what she needed so she agreed. She dropped her phone and let her fall to her shoulder as she stared out the window for the rest of the ride trying to figure out why she felt so strange.

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