#i also want never ever youngjae but hes too expensive

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is it too much for me to want a youngjae gotoon doll like is that too much to ask

#i cant find any of his dreamknight dolls for sale anywhere i just his cute A era looks please i beg of you #i also want never ever youngjae but hes too expensive #im also broke so this doesnt really matter #still want it tho

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Amazing Together

Pairing: Bang Yongguk x female reader

Genre: fluff / enemies to lovers

Warnings: mentioning of alcohol

Prompt: “I’ve always loved you.” - #16 of Idea Starters

Word count: 1429

“I’ve always loved you,” you murmured into his skin, delighted when a husky chuckle responded. Peering up at the handsome man, you smirked. “So maybe it wasn’t love at first sight.”

“I think contempt would be a better fitting word, don’t you?”

“I didn’t exactly hate you either.”

“It was close,” he answered, and you shrugged playfully. Toying with your bare skin, he smiled. “But now, we’re close in another way.”

“Intimacy suits us,” you agreed, and he chuckled again.

“I don’t want you in any other way.”

If someone had told you eighteen months ago that you would end up laying in Bang Yongguk’s arms whispering nothings at one another, you’d laughed hysterically. You would have been convinced something like this would only happen with you held at your own will or under the influence of something strong. Because when you first met the man, you had no time for him.

The feeling was mutual.

“Do we really need to hang out with him?” you implored Youngjae, who checked his watch before shooting you a look. You sighed heavily. “You know, I don’t get how someone like you is friends with someone like him.”

“Watch it. Someone like me is also friends with you. Some might say that’s unfathomable too,” he retorted, grinning when you reached out to swat him. Dodging your swing, Youngjae shrugged. “Yongguk and I go way back. And he’s new to this area. It’d be unsavoury of me to leave a friend in the lurch.”

Grumbling, you looked around the bar, hoping something came up to prevent Yongguk from joining your group of friends tonight.

You had enough of him last Friday night to wish for this one to be peaceful. However, five minutes later, your luck was up, the tall man walking over to your booth and smiling genuinely at his friends.

Your friends.

You knew it was petty. After all, Youngjae had known Yongguk a whole lot longer than you had known him. But as his current closest friend, you felt as if the connection he had with you was just as valid. If not stronger than the one he had with some guy returning from overseas.

At first, you were intrigued by his dark eyes and wavy hair. What was his story? What made Yongguk tick? That curiosity had been burned by his curt responses, barely answering you before talking in-depth with Jongup and Youngjae about their youth. You were bitter, feeling more and more like the outcast around your friends than you ought to.

Yongguk made no attempts to get to know you, half the time you believed he didn’t even acknowledge your presence. A sour taste formed in your mouth and was difficult to swallow down with the beer you consumed.

Daehyun chuckled at your side. “Y/N, slow down on that. Someone might take advantage of you if you’re not in your right mind.”

You heard a snort then, your eyes glancing across the table to where Yongguk sat, his lips curled up in the faintest smile.

It was then when you decided you would only ever despise him.

“Y/N! Come on!”

“No way am I working with him!” you answered, shaking your head vigorously in the process. “Nope! Nothing you say or do could make me take Yongguk on as a client.”

“Nothing? You were pretty desperate for these the other day,” Youngjae countered, and you wished you hadn’t looked up, your barriers crumbling in the face of temptation.

Snatching the concert tickets to your favourite band out of your friend’s hand, you gasped. “How did you get these?! It was sold out within five minutes!”

“I know a friend who knows some pretty important people.”

“Who?” you murmured, checking the tickets over for their validity.

“Your new client.”

Snapping your focus up, you blinked slowly. “How would Yongguk be able to get tickets like this?”

“Spend some time with the guy. There’s a whole lot to him that you know nothing about.”

You rolled your eyes. “I’d like to keep it that way. Mysteries have never enticed anything further than a burn from the flame for me.”

“You’re so poetic,” Youngjae mused, clasping his hands together. “Perhaps you could illustrate something equally as grand to Yongguk’s work.”

“I’m not interested,” you announced, holding onto the tickets Youngjae went to pluck out of your grip a little too much still. Arching an eyebrow at you, Youngjae removed them from your reluctant hands.

“Well then, I guess I’ll just have to ask Junhong if he’ll want to come see-”

“Junhong won’t appreciate them like I do!”

Youngjae’s eyebrow shifted up again. “Just admit it, already.”

“Fine. I’ll take him on as a client. But only because you bribed me in the most painful way. I’ll remember this.”

“Oh, completely. What’s a best friend worth if they don’t use your weaknesses against you?” Youngjae commented with a laugh, your scowl not deterring him. “I think this will be a wonderful opportunity for you both.”

“Hardly. He’s intolerable at best.”

“So are you.”

“Hey!”

Youngjae’s smile softened. “I honestly believe you could be amazing together if you stopped hating on one another.”

“You live in fairy tales, Youngjae. In the real world, Yongguk and I will be nothing.”

“So, is this not the real world, then?” Yongguk breathed into your ear, trailing his lips along the side of your neck.

“It sure feels like a dream to me,” you told him giddily, nuzzling into his touch.

For some time, it had felt that way too.

The project you worked on together had been a surprisingly great success. And in the process of collaborating, you opened up with him, Yongguk’s broody and aloof nature finally seen as shy and cautious instead.

“You don’t hate me?” you asked when the project was done and dusted, catching Yongguk by surprise.

After blinking, he composed himself and shook his head. “Why work with someone you dislike?”

“Well, sometimes talent is worth attempting to make an arrangement with.”

Yongguk cocked his head to the side. “Was it that bad for you in the beginning?”

“Considering you barely acknowledged my existence in our group of friends, yeah.”

“Ah,” he simply said, nodding softly. “I’m sorry if you thought that.”

“What else was I meant to think? You hardly answered me.”

“I was often flustered by you.”

“By simple questions?” you wondered, and Yongguk’s gaze diverted to the wall. “Why be flustered by me?”

“Perhaps you don’t own a mirror.”

Frowning at his statement, you moved closer, acutely aware of how this made him uncomfortable. Yongguk didn’t quite meet your gaze, and you slowly smiled. “No way.”

“It’s been a pleasure working with you, Y/N.”

“We’re talking about other things than work now, Yongguk.”

“I was attracted, yes,” he admitted painfully, gathering his things up from the large table you had sat at all afternoon finalising your project.

You jumped in front of him. “Was?”

“Hm?”

“Are you no longer attracted?”

“I see you’re having fun at my expense. Might I remind you that it was you who declared me the enemy.”

“You left me no choice with how little you offered!”

“How much should I offer you now?” he asked, his hesitancy evaporating. The way Yongguk stared at you now, completely unbridled, took your breath away.

It wasn’t like you to be at a loss for words, but your answer failed to arrive in a timely fashion.

You were certain the look within his dark eyes now seemed a little too satisfied.

“Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“Should we have dinner together?”

“Why?” you breathed, and Yongguk’s expression faltered. You blinked away from his stronghold, realising the rejection you were inadvertently sending as a message. You shook and then nodded your head. “Yes! Let’s do dinner.”

“You can ask me all the questions you want to.”

“Are you trying to cause me heart failure?”

He smirked. “I know you like to talk a whole lot more than I do.”

“I’m not sure how well I’ll talk tonight.”

“Have I thrown you off?” he wondered, and you groaned loudly.

“Why do I feel like I’m going to have to deal with an incredibly smug Youngjae soon?”

“What’s Youngjae got to do with anything?” Yongguk asked, and you dismissed the question before linking your arm through his as you both headed for the exit of your studio.

Maybe Youngjae was right, you thought as you glanced up hopefully at Yongguk leading you towards his car. And as he opened the passenger door for you, you smiled.

We might just be amazing together.

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To the stars - Park Jinyoung

! nsfw - smut !

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Big thanks to @ihateeveryone2021 for requesting this prompt and also for having patience with me all this time. Enjoy reading it!

**also this needs editing and a "read more", I'm mentioning this because I know I have to include this, and for that I'll be back later. Thanks for your patience! 💕

"Come on, you have to be active in order to learn how to use it properly." Bambam whines while taking Jinyoung"s phone in order to show him how reels work. "I know you are a bit older but I was not expecting you to act as if you were born in the past century."

"Give it back." Jinyoung says on a pouty tone, while reaching out and snatching his phone out of his friend's hand. "I don't need your help if you're going to insult me."

"Well good luck then!" his friend answers while laughing. "You better be coming with me this weekend, I have already bought two tickets."

"Yeah, whatever." the elder says while focusing on his phone.

Bambam's love for fashion was a good excuse for the two to go out and have some fun. There was this upcoming runway show they wanted to attend and it was getting closer and closer, making Bambam act like the fake maknae he is out of excitement.

On the other hand, Jinyoung was getting really bored and thought that a good way to promote himself would be social media, the tool everyone uses lately. There was one problem though. He never found too much interest in this before so he was not the most skilled influencer on the platform. His picture-taking skills were not bad, but when it came to selfies, the poor boy had to try hard. Posting was not a pleasure either, the descriptions not making any sense in his opinion and the commands on instagram not being really easy to follow.

So here comes the deal: Jinyoung agreed to go with Bambam on this runway show as long as Bambam would help him learn how to use instagram and other social media. A deal hard to keep when his friend was getting annoyed at his lack of skill.

After giving it some thought, Jinyoung decided against dissapointing his friend, although the instagram skill-learning process was now a solo battle. So here they were, on a saturday evening, ready to attend this big runway show. At least Jinyoung was ready. Bambam was fashionably late, as always, so his friend was now texting him not very cute invitations.

"I should've known he would be late. Ah, sh*t. He's got both tickets. Amazing." Jinyoung mutters to himself while waiting in front of the big building. Even from outside, everything looked shiny and expensive, as expected. People were entering the building in a calm, calculated manner, no hustle. Everyone was dressed nice and had an exquisite aura. Jinyoung really loved the place, even from outside, so he had a really good idea: what about trying to take a really cool selfie there? The lights were amazing and everyone seemed to think the same.

He took his phone out of his pocket, looked for the instagram app and, after a few taps, he managed to open the app's camera. Here comes the hard part. Jinyoung extends his arm in order to include in the picture the amazing background he had. Because of his poor skills, though, he finds himself stumbling and moving a bit around, trying to get the perfect picture. While taking a step back, he bumps into someone.

"I'm so sorry." he manages to speak after meeting your eyes. You give him a kind and reassuring look.

"No problem, you seem to struggle a bit with that phone." you say chuckling.

"This selfie is harder to take than I thought. I wanted the nice background in the picture, but it seems I was a little bit to greedy, right?" he defends himself while laughing too.

"Mmm, don't think so. Here, let me help." you say while taking his phone. You position the camera in a way that includes everything in frame: Jinyoung, the background and yourself. "Smile. Or pose." you say and then press the button, taking a gorgeous picture.

"Woah, you are good." he exhales while relaxing from the stiff position he was in while the picture was taken. "Thank you so much."

"My pleasure. Here, post it." you say while giving the phone back, then take a quick look at your wristwatch. Another minute and you were late. "I'm sorry, but I have to go." is all you manage to scream while running inside leaving Jinyoung confused.

"Goodbye to you too I guess." he says while following you with his gaze, only now noticing that you were entering the building without the guards checking your ticket. "Now how do I post it?" Jinyoung sighs while tapping again, succeeding right when Bambam came.

"Sorry I'm late Nyoung." he says while hugging Jinyoung's arm.

"Okay, I forgive you. Stop it with the cutesy stuff." the elder says while struggling to get the younger one off his arm.

After admiring the building from the outside, Jinyoung had to admit that the inside was at a whole next level. It perfectly fitted his taste, it was a delight. Shortly after the show started, Jinyoung notices a familiar face walking down the runway stage. Your outfit was one of the most beautiful he had ever seen and your make up was suble, but it revealed your beautiful features. There was a shine all over your body that made you look ethereal. The way the reflector's light fell on your shiny pieces of clothing. He was amazed, looking up at your every step, feeling like in a trance. Everything made sense now, how you approached him out of nowhere and offered to help take a selfie. More than that, you allowed him to post a picture that showed your face without a doubt. Were you expecting him to recognize you? That was confusing.

As you make your way to the backstage, Jinyoung takes his phone out to check on the notifications  which, speaking of, were blowing up. It didn't take him much reading to discover that he has just posted a casual selfie with the hottest model right before you went on stage. Everyone was praising your looks and saying how well your face complimented his. "Jinyoung and Y/N in the same picture? Now my life is complete.", "I didn't know GOT7's Jinyoung is friend with Y/N *shocked face*", "They really look good in this picture." were only a few comments he read before shoving the phone back into his pocket. The rest of the show he spent zoning out while thinking about your looks, wishing you would walk in front of him at least one more time, but you didn't.

"A few days ago you didn't know how to access the search tab and now you just won't stop typing. I'm shocked." Bambam teases his friend.

"Thanks for teaching me." Jinyoung responds without taking his eyes off his phone.

"Okay, I'll go say hi to some friends. Do you want to meet them or I should let you have a few moments alone with that phone?"

"I'll wait here."

How come no verified account shows up when he searches your name? Is there any possibility you don't have an account? No way, you knew exactly how to use instagram earlier and for sure a model like you has to have an account. He just didn't know how to find you. He decided he should look for you in person while still being there. As soon as Bambam came back he asked about you, but no idea. The security guards then said you left early due to an emergency.

"But why are you so eager to find Y/N?" Bambam protests while following his friend through the fancy dressed crowd. "I mean I saw that face so I understand." he then laughs to himself.

Jinyoung stops in front of the building. "Check your instagram." is all he says and the boy opens his app to find the most recent post right on top of his feed. You and Jinyoung smiling right in the same spot they're on right now.

"Oh." silence."I didn't know you knew Y/N."

"I don't, really. I mean I didn't. I don't even know how to find Y/N's instagram account." Jinyoung sighs after his agitated speech.

"I don't know either, Jinyoung. I would've helped you if I knew, sorry." Bambam pats his friend on the back, giving him a sad look.

***

A few weeks passed and Jinyoung gave up trying to find your account. He posted two more pictures and his fans were now focused on the chemistry he had with Youngjae's beloved dog, Coco. It was as if it never happened, except there was a picture he had posted as evidence of a moment so short it meant nothing.

The boys have just finished practice on a thursday evening when Jinyoung's phone started blowing up with notifications again. As soon as he checks it, he finds his dm flooded with links to an instagram live. He opens the most recent one and reads "Oppa, look! Y/N mentioned you!!". A hot shiver goes through his body as he taps on your face on the screen. "Lueur? What's with this name?"

"It's french." Mark whispers. "It's not a name, Jinyoung." he points out the obvious.

"Since when do you know french?" is his defense. "Anyway thanks. I'll leave first." is the last they hear from Jinyoung as he takes his stuff and leaves.

No patience was as big as his curiosity about your ongoing instagram livestream, so he didn't even bother to drive back home. After throwing his backpack in the backseat, Jinyoung opened your live. You were casually chatting with your fans while relaxing in what looked like a hotel room. As soon as everyone saw he had joined watching the live, the whole comment section was filled with Jinyoung's name. You immediately said hi.

It did not take much for him to panic. As soon as he heard your voice saying his name, he became clumsy. All he wanted to do is to salute, but a few taps on the screen led to "@lueur0 invited you to join their live broadcast!" displaying on his device. He quickly accepted without giving it much tought, but regretted as soon as the screen split in two and showed your face on top and darkness on the bottom part.

"I'm sorry, I'm in the car. Let me turn some lights on." he says with an embarrassed face, being grateful that nobody can actually see him.

As soon as the light makes his features visible, you smile. "Good to see you again. I wasn't expecting you to join my live."

"Ah yeah, that.. I thought I could say a proper hi."

"I'm glad you did." you stop and check the number of views. "Woah the audience has doubled up." you laugh again. "Wow, Jinyoung. Check the comments!"

No reaction for a few seconds as Jinyoung was still analyzing the way his name came out of your mouth. Love at first sight was a lie in his opinion, but what about attraction at the third sight? He couldn't really put his finger on what made him feel like this. Was it your smile? Your laugh? The way you said his name? Your looks? Your kind and laid back vibe? Maybe all of them really. There was no doubt, Jinyoung was enjoying his time on your live and like that both of you told the story of your first encounter, him not bothering to leave the parking lot.

After the live was over, you were not surprised to find out that he followed and texted you as soon as he got home. You followed him back, answer his dm and like that, you spent the whole night talking. The more you talked, the more you felt like you knew each other since forever so you promised to meet up as soon as you returned from a business trip.

***

As you check youself in the mirror, fixing a strand of hair that was not sitting where it was supposed to, you hear your phone ringing and know immediately it is Jinyoung.

"I'm in front, you can come." his calm voice welcomes you.

"I'll be there in a minute." you say as you grab your keys, exit your apartment and lock the door. Right after leaving the building, you notice an amazing black shiny car waiting for you. Jinyoung gets out and the big smile on his face makes you feel safe.

It has already been a few weeks since the live stream and since then you've been talking almost everyday. It was easy to get in touch, as you exchanged phone numbers and both had days when you were so busy  you forgot about even having a phone. You get to know each other well and it was not really hard. Although he seemed a little bit shy or reserved at first and knowing his rigid approach on social media before, you were really happy to see how much he enjoyed talking to you.

"Hi." you salute with a smile as big as his and he responds while opening the door for you.

The ride was chill, his driving skills made you feel safe once again and the lights of the night life in the city were perfect. You two decided to dine at a fancy restaurant.

"I can't believe we've both been here before so often but never bumped into each other." you laugh and take sip of water.

"I don't know about you, but I felt like I had seen you before." Jinyoung states and he makes you think about the first time you met months ago, at your modelling show.

"Yeah, that's why you looked so confused when we took that photo." you attack.

"I was not expecting you to do it, that's why." he defends himself. "Ah." you hear Jinyoung say as he winces. "There is something I've always wanted to ask you but never remembered to."

You give him a curious look and nod your head as a sign that you are ready to answer. He then proceeds. "What does your instagram name come from?"

You chuckle. "Well.. I've always wanted to shine, no modesty about it. I always wear the most luminous piece when going on the stage, I am known for looking good in those so I chose lueur. It's a french word that means glimmer, glow and yeah, I know it's not used too much nowadays, but I loved the way it is pronounced. As for the 0, it was the only number I thought looked okay with the word, nothing special." you conclude with a shrug.

"Ohh." he says with an impressed face, you smile. "I agree with that." he stops and looks out the window. "I've got an idea that goes perfectly with your lueur."

You both had finished eating so, after paying, you get into his car, the impatience making you shift in your seat. After what it felt like 10 minutes of driving, you arrive near a stadion.

"Are we there?" you ask, trying to hide the surprise in your voice with a cough.

"Yes." is all Jinyoung says right before pressing a button that makes the roof of the car open, exposing to your eyes a sky so clear you can see every little star. "Cliché, but they remind me of you." he says while staring in your eyes.

You feel his eyes all over you and when they finally meet yours, your whole body reacts to it. His gaze turns dark, you know he feels it too. Why are you only now noticing how his lips look? The tension is so thick between you two, it can be only ripped with physical touch. So that's what you do.

You crash into each other's lips, kissing as if you craved it for way too long. Everything is so intense you don't even realise how loud you are moaning when his lips touch your neck. Every piece of clothing that came between you was taken off one by one until you were both naked. You sit on top of him, with your back pressed on the steering wheel, kissing patches on his collarbone, then going lower, on his nipples. You suck and slightly bite them, enjoying every little moan he lets out. He grabs your waist and lifts you, placing you right on top of him. He then tries to thrust inside you but you lift yourself even higher.

"No babe. Let me do it." you say placing a hand on his chest. Your eyes are glued on his as your palm goes lower and lower until you can feel him in your hand. You smirk then rub and sqeeze it lightly, then position yourself over it. You place both your hands  on the roof of the car and slowly go down, hissing through your teeth. You keep going in and out at the same pace, savouring the hunger in his eyes.

His hands grab on your hips and push you down, filling you completely. You faintly scream at the sudden movement and grab one of his nipples, slowly twisting it while going up and down on his lenght. "I said let me do it, Jinyoung." you whisper at his ear. "Tonight I'll shine on you, okay?" you keep whispering going faster and faster. His hands are going up and down your back, grabbing your ass, while kissing your neck and breasts until you come. After that, you go faster, messing with his hair, leaving kisses and moans all over his skin. He starts thrusting inside you harder, but you don't even care anymore. By the time both of you come, you're covered in sweat and collapse over him on his seat, hardly catching your breath.

"Damn it, Y/N."

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You Feel Guilty Because They Buy You Expensive Gifts

JB

You see this is what you and JB would fall out about the most in your relationship. JB just doesn't understand where you are coming from when you express that you feel guilty when he buys you expensive things. JB just wants to express his love to you, and he does that by buying you nice things. In fact it would feel weirder for him if he didn't buy you anything because then it's like he is living in luxury and you aren't. You are his partner and JB wants to make you an equal in the relationship. You and JB definitely wouldn't see eye to eye on this one, but he would work his hardest to make you more comfortable.

Mark

Mark was actually really crafty with this one for a couple of reasons. First of all, he's kinda worked his way up to spending more obscene amounts of money on you. At the beginning it might just be little things like buying you food shopping, or buying you a new winter coat. But as the relationship developed Mark would buy you more expensive things and more frequently. Mark would also be a pain as he would never tell you how much something costs, and unless you searched for it yourself and found out the price, he never would tell you. But everytime you protest, Mark would pout and tell you that he enjoys spending money on you.

Jackson

Okay, now, if you seriously want to be in a relationship with Jackson then you need to get ready for the ostentatious presents from the word go. If Jackson seriously likes you, then no amount of money is too much for him. This boy will buy you a bloody island if you asked for one. Of course though this can cause tension, because you'll feel guilty that you could never repay him for what he gives to you. “This isn't a competition baby. I don't buy you presents with the expectation that you'll be able to give me something back just as expensive. I buy you things because I want to make you happy and show you how you never leave my mind.”

Jinyoung

Jinyoung is not so much of a reckless shopper, but he does give you expensive presents. With Jinyoung, it's less about little and often and more about splashing it out for special occasions. But this can really make you feel inferior and it's like every special occasion you celebrate together, you get down on yourself because you'll never be able to give Jinyoung what he gives to you. However Jinyoung is really quick to knock this idea out of your head. “Have you ever thought about why I give you these things? Being with me isn't easy, and I know that. Yet you stay with me, it's me who could never repay you, don't forget that.”

Youngjae

Youngjae is a secret expensive shopper, and it's not until you actually take a step back and look at everything that Youngjae has bought you, do you realise that he is spending so much money on you. Like if you look around your home, you'll notice that all the new appliances were courtesy of Youngjae, because he wanted you to be more comfortable in your own home. And if you look outside, the new car that you have was given to you by Youngjae so you can get to and from work easier. Youngjae gives you presents that make your life easier, and while it makes you a bit guilty, you understand Youngjae’s intentions.

Bambam

Guys this boy has zero impulse control when it comes to spending his money. I’m sorry but we can never forget that he bought a jacket that cost over $20,000 just for one concert. And now that he has a significant other to shower his money over, Bambam is in his element. That's just the thing though, Bambam has genuinely been waiting for a partner so he can spend his money on them, that's kinda his love language. So if you were to get in a relationship with Bambam, you'd need to accept that this is Bambam’s way of showing that he loves you. And besides, he wants your wardrobes to match…

Yugyeom

At the beginning of your relationship, Yugyeom would get very confused with what he expected to pay for you, and what he should let you pay for on your own. Seriously this boy has given you one of his cards and told you to use it as your own. Yugyeom just kinda thinks that is how he can help in a relationship. But obviously you're an independent person, you have your own money and you'd be quick to tell Yugyeom that. “I don't need you to pay for everything. This is an equal partnership, I have my own money!” Yugyeom might be taken back, but just a warning, this boy is putting money into your account every week, ‘just to help’.

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[igotanna]

Heyy bb!! I hope you're taking care of yourself and aren't too busy🥰 So I thought of this and I wanted to ask if you could this: GOT7 reaction to dating someone who is very polished and polite (elegant even) in public but is very adorable and rambly when they're alone together. Do it only if you're free and willing, no pressure love💜

Ah honey thank you so much for this request! I know it took me looong but I really enjoyed it (also appreciate the open hand date tysm)💚💚 it was refreshing ~ also I hope I maintained to stay on topic bc this was a bit tricky😅 if not then sorry for that🙏

Mark

“MaRk!” you cried out of your bedroom with the highest level of despair.

“Yeah!” sounded Mark from the other room, not shortly after looking at you, standing on the doorstep.

“I can’t find my purse,” you pouted and threw another pillow on the floor hoping your tonight purse is hidding between the sheets.

Mark chuckled and shrugged, sat down on the bed you were currently digging a hole into.

“What are you laughing at? This isn’t funny!” your voice got all lost between the blankets and pillows. Mark laughed and pointed down under your vanity table “Did you tried to look there?”

As soon as you endend another episode of Mark’s fav series - you searching for your lost things - you headed to the award night. In the car with two of other members you kept the conversation floating nicely and maintained all glossy, Mark had to laugh as he just remembered how you looked few minutes ago.

“What is so funny?” Bambam noticed his amusement. Mark shook his head and held your hand tighter “I remembered something.”

You felt he’s implying to you and you turned your head to face him, raising your eyebrow.

“Nevermind.”

Bambam and Youngjae wouldn’t leave him get off that easily but they had to get out of the car. Just before it was your turn you faced him again “What was that?”

“Oh nothing,” a soft apologetic kiss on your cheek “You just give so mature and even bossy vibe when we’re out, but when I shut the door at home, you-”

“I turn into a child??”

“You turn into the most adorable lost sweetheart I saw.”

JB

You knew JB sometimes doesn’t know what he wants himself. You got used to that sometimes he prefers you as elegant powerful woman, and sometimes he wanted to be the one seen and he wanted you to back a little. You had to learn when to do what.

After one night on public, just after you kicked of your high heels, high enough to see top of JB’s head, he leaned on the door and asked very random question “Where is this two sidedness coming from?”

You just put down your earrings from which your head was aching and turned to him “What do you mean?”

JB kept observing you like it’s the first time actually seeing you.

“What?!” you incited him with shaky voice. You felt like he was reading your mind. When he didn’t answer at once you sighed and turned back at him, starting to unzipp your dress as you made your way to the bathroom.

After a while he came in to lean on the doorframe and watch you getting ready to go shower.

“Can you just pretend we’re not alone?” his voice was at least disturbing.

You shook your head “I’m really tired - can you talk normally?”

“I wanna see your lady self.”

You blinked and got to the shower, giving him blank looks through the glass.

He changed position to see your face better and played with the hem of dress you left on the basin. A thought came on your mind that maybe he’s preparing to say something he’d never say out loud because he thinks you can’t hear him through the splashing water. His voice was low and he sighed a little like he was picking up courage. A nervousness poured you over with cold sweat.

“You...’ve got such a presence.. and power.... and beauty...I never told you... how proud I feel...when we’re on public and you’re so.. impressive.” and he gave you surprisingly long look “I just wish you’d sometimes be your lady-self before me as well so I know ‘m also worth your effort.” how he paused between the words and barely looked at you when he talked you knew he meant every line. And your heart dropped as you felt his emotions through his hesitating voice. He thought he’s not worth the effort!

You turned the water off and looked at him properly, this time with the softest look “Babe I thought you wanted me to be like that on public. I  did always what I thought you needed at that time.”

“Come here,” he pleaded with cracked voice so quiet and tender eyes. His hands were opening to you like a invitation for the warmest hug ever.

JACKSON

“...and so when I got there I drank all his coffee by mistake!”

“By mistake? Jacks how can you drink somebody’s coffee by mistake?!” you cried with laughter. Actually you were rolling on the sofa laughing your ass off because Jackson was just finnishing his story from the other day.

Jackson was maintaining his poker face, but corners of his lips were dancing zumba. He always got so happy when he saw you enjoying his stories and jokes. Ofc you were all about his stupid sense of humour.

That stands until you both are facing cameras, reporters or other celebs. Jackson was still the same, throwing jokes, unrequiered stories and weird looks to make someone laugh. But he gave up on making you laugh on public long ago.

“Why aren’t you laughing was it not funny?” he asked the first time you gave him bitch face on public. You shook your head and because knowing others can hear you shrugged “Maybe next time.”

He got used to that when he makes joke on public you are far from amused and he has to earn your attention. He called it your “jinyoung time” with the distinction you actually never cracked once you decided to be your sassy self.

Jinyoung himself sometimes even praised you for being so calm with Jackson on public (he didn’t know how you were really loosing your shit when you’re alone).

“Stop that Jinyoung crap now I really need a support tonight, please?” Jackson squeezed your hand while you got out of the car. You knew this time he has no friends around since it’s foreign music festival and he is insecure af. You pecked his cheek “Okay maybe you’ll make me laugh today.”

JINYOUNG

“Okayy soo.. I guess Bahamas??” your face went from nervous to quizzical. Planning holiday was on you and Jinyoung got specific reason for that. He loved how hesitant and insecure you were given that big task. It was funny watching you wandering finger on the map in front of you and not being able to make a firm decision.

“Oh I don’t knoooow,” you cried and rubbed your forhead.

“Do you want to go and have some sun or not?” he tried to help but held back laughter. He knew it’s not going to be any help.

You threw hands “I want both! I want to sunbathe and swim but I know I get fed up with heath after few days so unless you want to fly around the Earth with me for the whole 3 weeks I suggest you to YOU choose the destination.”

“Oh nono no you’re not making your way out of this. We agreed.” he gave his  uncompromising serious face and pointed at the map you were leaning away from “Go on.”

“Oh screw it.” you closed your eyes and randomly stick your index finger on the map “MADAGASCAR!”

Jinyoung held this memory before his eyes the whole family dinner you were currently having with his family.

As all of them were admiring his girlfriend’s determined spirit. His mum was asking you what are your plans for future after you finnish your post graduate. He held his breath as you gave her detailed plan you were obviously making up on place. He knew very well you have no plans bc the same question by him was unanswered the day before. Next his father praised you for being so sure of your steps in life and asked whether you’ve always been so sure and mature.

Jinyoung didn’t held it this time and burst out with laughter he quickly covered as cough. But after dessert time he catched you in the kitchen alone and took you by your hips to face him “What was that?? I didn’t know you are going to be a lecturer!” he laughed.

“Stop it you know I was obviously lying!” you tried to get out of his embrace but he had to get a kiss before he let you go with “And I was obviously enjoying that.”

YOUNGJAE

Youngjae had to move aside as you threw your high heels away “dAmn YoU!”

“Stop it - look Coco’s scared.” he warned you and picked his dog up. You threw the other shoe to through the hallway and cursed more.

“What’s wrong anyway?”

“I hate high heels!” you hissed and tried to get rid off those riddiculous dress as well “I hate walking in those I hate being in those! So unstable.. I’m all woblly and.. going to fall any minute. I’m just waiting to cause you some scandal like stumble over my own feet on the stairs and showing everyone my underwear! I feel so stupid when I wear those!” you practically cried the last words.

You burried your face in your hands with your dress halfway unzipped and your hair messy. Youngjae held his breath while you were talking.

You’re so stunning on high heels! He never knew you feel that way. He put down Coco and softly held your shoulders, fondling your naked skin.

“You never told me.”

When you didn’t reply he hugged you tightly “If you would I could tell you how elegant you look on high heels and how you seem like you were born to do it.” his words were half lost between your collarbone as he rested his chin there “I love it how you handle being in the spotlight.”

“Ohkay,” you sobbed and smiled a little “But I still prefer socks.”

He laughed “Oh, who doesn’t?”

BAMBAM

“Yes this is Dior’s fall 2020 season gown,” you nodded to the interviewer who just admired your dress “It’s actually the one’s that..” and you went into deep detailed story of the gown as Bambam proudly held your hand and smiled all around.

He had in mind the first moment he gave you these very dress.

“hoW mUcH?!” you freaked out when he showed you the most beautiful expensive looking dress you ever saw. He laughed and repeated the price he payed for those.

“whY?!” you were afraid to even touch them. He had to take your hand and let the fabric slipping through your fingers.

“Love that’s..” you gasped when you saw the bag in which it arrived “tHat’S FuCKinG DioR! BaM ThoSE Are FucKInG diOR’s DResS!”  and the whole evening went with you freaking over those, being shy, embarrassed, grateful and not being able to express wheter you’re glad he did something nice for you or angry he spend so much money on dress.

He just had to smile how serious and elegant you were now. No one could tell you know only what he tells you about the current fashion and that you were even scared to put the dress on. And exactly that’s why you were his queen.

“Oh tell me more when’s the new fashion week darling?” he pressed his cheek on yours and laughed to your ear.

“Shut up you.”

YUGYEOM

“I knooow honey it’s tough!” you nodded with your voice dripping with empathy as your friend was almost breaking down on a face time with you. She was sick to death of her busy life and you gave her almost hour of advices and support what to do when she’s stuck at home etc.

“Thank you y/n, I really appreciate that... see you soon.”

“Take care love, bye!”

You sighed at how desperate she looked. You knew Yugyeom is in the living room probably watching some series. But when you got up to go and do something his voice stopped you “Is she okay?” his head appearing in the door, peaking to see if you’re finnished.

“Yeah I hope she’s better now.”

You both agreed on what you’re going to cook for lunch and Yugyeom helped out a lot. But after he ate last bite he disappeared to his studio to do some work. You managed to kill time with tidying up after cooking, but what to do next? Feeling urge to do something productive you wandered around the flat. You had the “do nothing and everything” mood and it was exhausting.

Yugyeom came out of his room like three times to use bahtroom, get some water and so on and every time he saw you going from nothing to nothing. Everytime he smiled to himself and went back to work.

You hated this state of mind but you couldn’t help it. You couldn’t start anything and you felt desperate for keep yourself busy. Finally a sleep came like a solution and you passed out on the couch.

“Babe sorry it took me longer.” Yugyeom woke you up with soft kiss on your cheek. He snuggled down almost at you and digged his head on your chest.

“What’s the time?” you mumbled looking around.

“About 5pm..”

“Oh shit haven’t done anything!” you started to move quickly trying to get up.

“Stay still.. it’s fine, let me rest a while and your duties are done for today.” he hugged you tight to stay down “also you were adorable today.”

“What do you mean?” fingers runnng through his hair.

“Just like an ad for cuteness. Wandering around not knowing what to do.. you were just adorable,...” he almost whispered his words as he was falling to sleep “you just gave a whole therapy session and there you are.. not knowing .. what to do with yourself.. so cute.”

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GOT7 When They Are Jealous

Hey guys! This is my first official post as a GOT7 blog and I would like to say a huge thanks to the lovely anon who sent in a request. I had never originally considered opening my requests but I realised it's a good way to get me to write and stop being lazy. So yeah, as of now my requests are open, just drop em off and I'll try to get to them as soon as I can.

Before we get into the reactions, I really need to address something quickly: I will be avoiding writing member X female reader fics as much as possible. For those who don't know, I am trans and over the time that I have realised that fact and come out, I've become more and more uncomfortable reading and writing female reader fics.

I will instead be writing member X member, member X male reader and member X gender neutral reader fics as much as possible. I hope you guys can respect that, and to all of you who continue to stick around to read my work, thank you so much.

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JB:

Jaebeom never wanted to be the jealous, possessive boyfriend but he just hates seeing guys get handsy with you. His angry chin made quite the appearance when you were cuddling with Yugyeom while watching a movie together. Jinyoung noticed the death stare coming Yugyeom's way and nudged him to move away from you, making him whine. As soon as you were out of Yugyeom's reach, Jaebeom pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist and snuggling his face in the crook of your neck, causing the other guys go snicker at the second oldest's obvious jealousy.

"I'm sorry baby but I just can't stand seeing someone else's hands on you. I promise I'll try to stop being so stuck up but you'll have to give me some time. It's not my fault that I have such a perfect partner who makes everyone fall for them"

Mark:

Mark had absolutely no issues with you hanging out with other members and friends because he trusted you enough to know that even if someone tried to make a move on you, you'd try your best to get out of the situation as soon as possible. But once when you both were out on a date, a waiter tried to flirt with you, ignoring Mark's presence. Mark pulled your hand and made you sit on the same side of the booth as him, wrapping his hand around your shoulder and giving you random kisses, making sure the waiter was watching the displays of affection. He made sure to give you a solid kiss on the lips when the waiter came to give the bill, making the stranger blush and leave quickly.

"I hate it when guys try to flirt with you especially when I'm around. I don't blame them for wanting to try, you're absolutely irresistible but you're mine"

Jackson:

Jackson always became extremely pouty when he was jealous. You had planned to go shopping with Mark and asked Jackson if he wanted to tag along and he agreed. Unfortunately for him, you and Mark were busy looking for new shoes together, alomst forgetting that he even came with you. You were about to ask Jackson for his opinion on a pair of sneakers you were planning to buy when you found him sitting alone in the corner of the store, staring at his phone and pouting. You held a finger against your lips, signaling Mark to be quiet before sneaking up on Jackson and giving him a tight hug from behind. You turned him around to face you and told him it was time to head home, making him smile.

"I didn't want to interrupt your shopping but you and Mark hyung were having so much fun together I felt a little bit left out. Next time you two can go together without me or the two of us can go"

Jinyoung:

When your group of friends had invited you to a trip to Jeju, Jinyoung wasn't the happiest. He didn't want you to not go because he did trust you but he just hated the idea of someone making a move on you. He made you promise to send him pictures of yourself every hour and told you to immediately call him if you ever felt uncomfortable. He called you up at random times in the middle of the trip just to check up on you. He felt bad for seeming like such a possessive boyfriend but you knew that he did what he did because he loved and cared about you. The day you returned, Jinyoung came to pick you up at the airport and gave you a huge bear hug and clung onto you the entire day because of how much he missed you.

"I never mean to sound so possessive but I'm just worried about you. I love you too much to let someone else take you away from me"

Youngjae:

Youngjae had always struggled with insecurities and seeing you spend all day in the studio with Jaebeom made them resurface. He always wondered how he was able to get such an amazing partner as you and it made his quite insecure and upset. You and Youngjae shared a love for music but somehow it never translated in the studio whereas you and Jaebeom clicked quite well together, musically. It always made him upset that he couldn't be the one to make music with you. Instead of getting vocally jealous or angry, Youngjae just closed up and became quiet. As soon as you noticed his behaviour you asked him what was wrong and reassured him that you loved him and that you had no interntions of ever leaving.

"I know how much you love music and I want you to make songs with hyung because they always turn out well but I'm afraid someday you'll find him to be better than me and leave me"

Bambam:

Deciding to surprise you at work, Bambam dropped by your office during your lunch one day to find you sitting at a table with another man who was continuously chattering away. You looked quite uncomfortable, like you wanted to leave or get out of the situation but couldn't. Bambam walked up to the two of you, wrapping his hands around your waist. The other man questioned who he was and you introduced him as your boyfriend, giving him the clear signal that you were taken. You later explained that you had told your co worker that you had a partner but he refused to believe it and continued to flirt with you. Bambam bought you an expensive and flashy ring the next day to wear at work and told you to wear it till he actually proposed to you.

"I already know that you're the one for me, love. Till I propose though, wear this and make sure they see that your mine and I'm yours"

Yugyeom:

Usually shy Yugyeom would get irritable and snappy when he's jealous. You were close to one of your ex's who you'd grown up with and broken up on good terms. He was getting engaged and invited you to help buy a wedding ring. You tried calling Yugyeom to let him know that you'd be going out with your ex but he was too busy to pick up your calls. Yugyeom later that day went to the mall to look for an anniversary gift for you and found you there with him. When you got back home, you saw Yugyeom curled up on the couch, refusing to talk to you. After a lot of persuading he told you why he was mad and you just laughed and explained he situation to him, showing him pictures is the ring and your ex with their significant other.

"I'm sorry for getting jealous, love. I don't doubt your love for me but seeing you with them just made me feel upset. I promise I'll trust you more in the future"

And that's it for now guys! This is my first ever reaction so I'm still new to the format. I really hope you guys liked it. Like I said, requests are open, and @got7writerscollective applications are open so head on over there and join our community

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Behind The Curtain - Prologue

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Characters: Got7 x You Genre: No Genre for Prologue, Chapters will all be Smut Warning(s): None this time ;D Word Count: 934

You have one job, figure out who in the Got7 gang are beyond saving. The government agency you work for decided that the gang has gone too deep into the world of crime and need to be stopped. Instead of wiping them all out, you have been tasked to figure out which of the members are truly dark and evil, and which ones can still be saved to be used by the agency for good. You can only think of one way to do that…

The silence in the room was deafening as you took the time to decipher yet another coded message from your handler. This was the fifth one in less than  3 weeks and it was starting to get suspicious. While to anyone else these looked like loving and concerned letters from your mother, there was a code hidden inside, one that had been drilled into your brain since you joined the agency 6 years ago. 

You had only been in the Got7 gang for 2 years, and while your carefully executed bond with the two youngest founders helped you to rise up in the ranks quickly, you knew that some people found it suspicious and kept a close eye on your every move. 

There were close to a hundred members of the Got7 gang right now, and you were one of only 4 advisors with tier 2 security clearance. The top clearance level was restricted to only the 7 division heads. 

Im Jaebeom, aka JB, the leader that everyone obeyed without question. He handled all raid decisions, major business deals, and had final say on promotions in the gang.

Mark (Yien) Tuan, the surveillance specialist. He constantly monitors the base and every mission. He uses sensors and cameras to make sure everything is always in its place. He also handles strategy and the planning of missions with JB. He maps out routes and hacks to make sure the enemy cameras never see Got7 coming.

Park Jinyoung, the head of medical research and emergency care, he took care of acquiring medications, experimenting with new chemical combinations to enhance the body, and he handled all of the serious injuries that came back from missions.

Jackson (Jiaer) Wang, the recruitment and training head. He finds new members of the gang, makes sure they are up to snuff, and gets them to the high standard of the founders. He also recommends placements of each new recruit after they get through training. 

Choi Youngjae, the business lead. He is in charge of not only the relationships with other gangs, but he makes sure that the rest of the world sees Got7 as a legitimate business. His cheerful personality was the perfect front for the outside world and no one ever questions it. 

Bam Bam, the weapons specialist. He could acquire any kind of weapon you could want. He is also in charge of modifying weapons, working with poisons, and developing new kinds of weapons to throw off other gangs. He loves his toys and will spare no expense on them. 

Kim Yugyeom, the interrogator. He was in charge of getting as much information as he could from any and all prisoners. He used any methods necessary and never failed to get what his leader asked of him. 

Taking a deep breath, you looked around the dark room again. There were cameras in the base everywhere and you didn’t know for sure if there were any in your bedroom, so deciphering these messages had to look as plain as possible. After waiting until you knew for sure that Mark was asleep, you opened the letter from “your mom” and began deciphering. 

“Y/N, 

2 years on this mission has been too long. You are needed elsewhere. You have one week to give us an answer on who to save and recruit or we get you out of there and wipe them all out. We understand your concern about needing time to find if they can be rehabilitated, but you know the signs to look for. We only want the leaders who won’t run right back into the underworld when we give them a taste of freedom after their new training. We know you want to save them all, but remember, not everyone is worth saving. Good luck and we will see you in a week. 

Love, Mom”

You folded the letter and sighed. You knew this letter would be coming soon. The letter you got earlier in the week reminded you that this was supposed to be no more than a 12 month mission. What the agency didn’t understand is that even being a high level advisor and knowing almost all of the ins and outs of the gang, all of the leaders kept a constant front up in front of you. It was like being stuck behind a heavy curtain. If you spend enough time with the curtains closed, all you see is the carefully decorated room around you, but if you open the curtains, will you see sunlight or darkness? 

There was more hidden by the leaders that they only showed each other in their private meetings, and you needed to find out what those secrets were. You needed to get those curtains opened for each and every one of them.

After sitting and thinking about how you were going to find out each leader’s hidden side in a week after being unsuccessful for the last 2 years, you decided to take a walk through the base. Maybe something you stumble across would spark an idea. 

After wandering the halls of the high level living quarters, you hear a noise coming from a room you know to be Mark’s bedroom. You walk over and peek through the slightly cracked door before quickly looking away to catch your breath. That slight glimpse of the man in his room made you realize exactly what you needed to do. 

When is a person at their most vulnerable? When do they let their walls down the most? When could you see deep into their soul without alerting them of your true intentions?

During Sex. 

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That’s it My Lovelies!!! The prologue! I hope you like this story!! It will be 90% smut from here on out, but I think you’ll like where it’s going. 

Next week will be Mark’s ‘evaluation’. What do you all think? Will he be Light or Dark? 

Let me know!!!

~LoLo

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Ultimatum (Part 2)

Park Jinyoung is a master negotiator. He’s used to preying on people’s weaknesses and manipulating them to get his way. So he can’t understand you; a lawyer who sees the world in black and white, as either good or bad. Conflict is inevitable.

But if the two of you can just set aside your differences, perhaps you can perform miracles together.

Word Count: 3.6k+

Warnings: Angst, office!au, enemies to lovers!au. Some language.

Part 1: In Which You Win

Part 2: In Which He Wins

Part 3: In Which the Common Enemy Appears

Part 4: In Which You Work Together

Part 5: In Which Nobody Wins (coming soon)

Part 6: In Which Everybody Wins (coming soon) 

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It was like taking candy from a child. 

Cruel, but easy. 

“Do you know what this is, Yugyeom?” Jinyoung asked with a handsome smile. He leaned against Yugyeom’s desk gracefully, his expensive suit making the wooden table look dull in comparison. Jinyoung held a small sheaf of papers in his hand. “I just received this from IT. I think you’ll find it makes for very interesting reading.”

Yugyeom didn’t look up. You had just left the office for a meeting and he really didn’t want to deal with Park Jinyoung in your absence. 

“Huh. Maybe put it down there and I’ll take a look at it when I have time,” Yugyeom muttered, trying to focus on the work he was supposed to be doing. He could feel Jinyoung’s dark eyes piercing into his skull. 

“Are you sure? I think you want to read it now.”

“Not really.”

Jinyoung raised an eyebrow. “I see. You’d like me to leave it here for your boss to find when she comes back? Because I’m sure she’d be fascinated to go through your internet browsing history. There are some real gems in here.”

Yugyeom recoiled. “What?”

“The more recent ones are a delight. Let me see. ‘How to ask a girl out’ and ‘is it okay to date an intern’ and pick-up lines in Japanese. Is Hana Japanese? How ignorant of me, I never bothered to ask her. Oh! But I see if we go a couple months back then you enjoyed one particularly late night at the office alone, hmm? On 17th October at 11pm? Sounds like a wild ride. Busty brunettes-”

Yugyeom leapt to his feet and snatched the sheaf of papers, crumpling them up instantly. His cheeks and ears turned a bright red and he looked around furtively. Luckily you had stepped out for a meeting and Youngjae, the only other member of the Legal department, had gone to the cafeteria. 

“Stop it. Please. Where did you even get that?” Yugyeom pleaded. 

“I have friends in IT, Yugyeom,” Jinyoung explained as Yugyeom desperately ripped up the papers and tossed them into the bin under his desk. “I also have more copies of that.”

“I suppose you mean Mark Tuan. He’s not supposed to be releasing employee data like that. It’s against company policy for IT to disclose personal data to employees from other departments who don’t have clearance,” Yugyeom ranted, his brown eyes looking panicked. “It’s a breach of confidential information. So you can’t use that evidence against me because you obtained it illegally and without clearance-”

Jinyoung chuckled as he folded his arms across his chest. “Yugyeom. You poor child. You don’t understand how the world works, do you? I don’t need clearance to accidentally send this information to the rest of the office. What’s the worst that could happen to me? A formal reprimand, maybe a warning. But you… you’re going to face a lot worse.”

Yugyeom swallowed nervously. “Like what?”

Jinyoung leaned closer and lowered his voice to a whisper. “Like Hana finding out about your taste for brunettes even before you’ve asked her on a date.”

“Fuck.”

“What do you think? Does this seem like a risk you want to be taking?”

Yugyeom clenched his fists with hatred. “What do you want?”

Jinyoung grinned despicably and rolled up his sleeves. 

“That’s more like it. Let’s have a negotiation, shall we? It’s what I do best, after all.”

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Yugyeom had been acting suspiciously silent all afternoon. 

“Are you okay?” you asked him with a kind smile. 

The young law graduate had only been working under you for a year, but his bright attitude and easy-going personality were the best things about him. Yugyeom could be clumsy and careless but he never lost his smile. Ever since you’d returned from your meeting, though, he had only been giving you one-word answers and avoiding your gaze. 

“Fine,” he muttered. 

“Are you sure? You’ve been pretty silent since I got back from my meeting.”

“Maybe something I ate at lunch didn’t agree with me,” he mumbled. Yugyeom’s face was white and you patted his back sympathetically. Poor kid. He’d been working hard with the big restructuring coming up soon. 

“I’m leaving early today since I have to go visit my Mom. You should go home too. And drink some soup,” you suggested as you packed up your belongings. “We’ve been overworking ourselves. Nobody seems to appreciate that we’re the only thing standing between this company and a massive lawsuit.” you complained. Jinyoung’s despicable face popped up in your mind. “How dare he call our job a mere formality. That arrogant bastard.”

Yugyeom hiccuped nervously. 

You smiled at him. “Here, drink some water. I’m guessing Park Jinyoung didn’t come by today?”

“W-what? No. Why? Did you see him?” 

“Of course not. I was at my meeting most of the day. I assumed he’d come down here and try to bother you about the term sheet again,” you replied. It wasn’t like Jinyoung to give up easily. “I’m surprised he hasn’t done anything yet. He only has two days until his deadline. He must have some plan?”

Yugyeom forced a smile. “Maybe you scared him.”

“Maybe,” you mused. “Anyway, I’m leaving. Go home, Yugyeom. Get some rest.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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“I need you to personally review the documents relating to the opening of our new office in Busan,” the CEO told you. “It’s important that nothing goes wrong during this restructuring. We need it to work in order to cut costs here at the Seoul office, but if we have legal problems then we could end up spending more than we save.”

You nodded, clutching the files to your chest. “Right. I understand, sir. We’ll take care of it.”

“I know I can count on you. Okay. That’s all for today, I have another meeting in a few minutes. Dismissed.”

You walked out of the CEOs office with a sigh, wondering how you had just been piled with more work than ever when you’d really wanted to take a few days off this week. Things were getting tougher. Your mind was preoccupied as you walked and you collided with a hard chest covered in an expensive suit. 

“Hello there,” Jinyoung’s deep voice greeted, sounding amused as he reached out to help you straighten up. You looked into his dark eyes. The man’s hands were soft and warm on your skin, unlike his personality.

You frowned at him. “What are you doing here?”

“I have a meeting with the CEO,” he informed you smugly. 

“About what?”

“None of your business. Run along and go pretend to be important elsewhere,” he told you airily. 

You narrowed your eyes at him. Something wasn’t right. Park Jinyoung shouldn’t be this happy. There was a sparkle in his dark eyes and even the way the corner of his lips was curved up suggested that he knew something you didn’t. 

Something smelled fishy. 

“How are you so calm? I don’t understand. Your client expects to be signing the agreement tomorrow and you haven’t even got a term sheet approved,” you reminded him. You’d checked with Hana and she had confirmed that Jinyoung would be meeting with the client tomorrow afternoon. What was he going to take to them? 

“You know what? I think I’ll manage.”

“Manage how?” you demanded. 

“There’s no fun in me telling you that, now is there?” Jinyoung asked. He coolly ran his fingers through his hair. “Keep your schedule vacant tomorrow. I imagine the entire office will be having a party to celebrate me securing the biggest deal of the year. It would be a shame if you missed it.”

“I can’t miss a party that won’t happen,” you snapped. 

“Sure, let’s see who wins this one. Spoiler alert: it’s me. It’s always me,” Jinyoung informed you with a pearly-white smile. He patted you on the head in a condescending manner that made your blood boil (how dare he: you were a fully grown woman!) and then calmly walked past you to enter the CEOs office. 

What was happening? 

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At 8:34 pm on Tuesday night, Kim Yugyeom burst into tears and confessed everything. 

You weren't surprised, only angry. It was just like Park Jinyoung to prey on a person's weakness. He had no shame or remorse, possessed no sense of right and wrong. He didn't even have basic decency, how could you have expected better from him? 

“Hey, look. It’s going to be fine,” Youngjae tried to console Yugyeom gently, handing him a tissue to wipe his face. Most of the office had already left for the day but Yugyeom’s tears were still running like a waterfall. The poor boy was terrified.  

“I-it’s not fine. I’m going to be fired for having approved a term sheet that was clearly against company policy-” Yugyeom whimpered. 

“Nobody has to know!” Youngjae insisted. He turned and looked at you, expecting you to reassure Yugyeom. “Nobody has to know, right? Park Jinyoung won’t say anything because his ass is on the line. There’s no reason for senior management to read the agreement thoroughly. I’m sure the CEO will just sign it since it’s such a huge deal for our company. We’ll be fine for now. It’s a seven-year contract so really, it’ll be years before anyone begins to find any problems.”

You leaned back in your chair and sighed. “Do you guys know why the company doesn’t offer sub-licensing rights as a rule?”

Youngjae blinked. “I mean, yeah-”

“It’s because the software we’re licensing out is ours. If the client is allowed to license it to other people, or sub-license, then why would anyone come to us to buy it? We’d never make sales ourselves because the client would essentially be selling our product at a cheaper rate than us. We'd lose customers, literally. Sub-licensing puts our company at a disadvantage in the long run. But Park Jinyoung doesn’t care about the long run. He doesn’t even care whether this deal will benefit the company. He just wanted the personal glory of being the first guy in Sales to secure a ten million-dollar deal.” 

Yugyeom sniffled. “I’m sorry…”

You sighed and patted him on the back. You weren’t happy with Yugyeom, but the boy was already so miserable that it seemed heartless to scold him further. 

“Let’s call it a day, Yugyeom. We’re going to have to listen to Park Jinyoung gloating tomorrow, so we need our rest.”

“You’re not going to tell the CEO?” he asked hopefully. 

You bit your lip. Every part of you was screaming to go to the CEO now and tell him that Jinyoung’s contract grossly violated company policy, but it was too late. Yugyeom’s signature was already on the sheet. The poor boy would lose his job and you didn’t want to be directly responsible for that. You gave him a small smile. 

“I’m not going to tell. But the problem might get traced back to you someday, Yugyeom. I won’t lie. I’m not sure I can save you from that.”

“I-I know.”

“How about we all go get some pizza? Let’s invite Hana too. The poor girl can never join us when Jinyoung’s around,” you said brightly, in an attempt to dissipate the dull atmosphere. “Yugyeom, why don’t you go over to Sales and let her know?”

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Park Jinyoung probably rehearsed that despicable smile of his. 

You could picture it in your mind; Jinyoung standing in front of his mirror at home and practicing his pearly-white smile, checking to see which angles were most flattering. Jinyoung’s smile was made for the cameras, which was convenient because a press conference was held on Wednesday afternoon to announce that the two companies had entered into an enormous deal. 

You watched in silent disgust as Jinyoung smiled handsomely for the cameras and shook hands with the senior management. 

“Looks like they’re organizing a party to celebrate the deal,” Jinyoung announced loudly to Jackson as he walked past your desk later that evening, proudly carrying the small gift that the client had given him as a thank you. He was addressing his co-worker, but his dark eyes twinkled in your direction. “There’ll be lots of free booze. We’re going to need a designated driver.”

Jackson laughed. “Don’t look at me! I intend to get sloshed!”

“Oh, I’m sure someone from Legal will volunteer,” Jinyoung replied airily. “I can think of a few teetotallers in that department.”

What a prick. Like hell you would be driving his drunken ass home. 

Park Jinyoung gave you a cheeky smile and hurried past. Even the sight of his shapely posterior was not enough to calm you down. How did the man wake up every morning and live with himself? He had no shame. 

You paused for a few moments to visualise his head puffing up to three times its present size and then exploding into a billion tiny pieces, one for every dollar he’d made off the deal. The prospect made you feel marginally better and you were able to get back to work. 

You’d get your revenge. 

Although maybe not quite yet. 

“Are you all coming to the party tonight?” Hana asked hopefully, when she stopped by the Legal area on her return journey from getting Jackson coffee. Her question was addressed to all three of you but her gaze was on Yugyeom. He had been miserable all morning. His shoulders were slumped as he shuffled through some documents half-heartedly. 

“Of course we’re coming,” you told her. 

Yugyeom blinked. “Actually-”

“We’re coming. We did some work on that deal too, we deserve to be there,” you replied. You gave Yugyeom a firm look. “You’re not going to avoid it. If nothing else, at least enjoy the free drinks. Why would you refuse when the company is paying?”

“Right…” Yugyeom mumbled. 

“Can I come with you guys?” Hana asked shyly. “I don’t really want to go with the rest of the Sales team. Mr. Park is being offered a promotion, and it’s all he can talk about. I’m getting kind of tired of congratulating him on it whenever he brings it up.”

You flinched. “A promotion? Jinyoung?”

“Well… it’s not a promotion exactly. But since he’s such a good negotiator, the CEO wants him to help the Finance team make pitches to potential investors for our company. I guess that’s a step up from Sales, right?” she asked. 

Holy shit. They're sending him to our investors now? That was no small matter. Being in charge of finding clients was one thing, but to let Jinyoung talk to the company’s investors was pretty much the highest recognition they could have given him.

No wonder he had looked so pleased. 

"Of course you can come with us," you told her kindly, trying not to let your bitterness show. "I'm sure you need a break from all that toxicity up in Sales. We'll meet you after work, I think the restaurant they booked is within walking distance from here."

"Thanks!" Hana said brightly. "I'll see you!"

None of you were in a mood to celebrate Park Jinyoung's 'contributions' to the company but you decided that you would go. Hopefully a couple of drinks and some time spent with Hana would cheer Yugyeom up. Park Jinyoung could only be in one place at a time, so it should be easy to avoid him, right? 

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It wasn't. 

Park Jinyoung seemed to actively follow you around the party. Youngjae left to hang out with his friends in IT and after the first half hour, Yugyeom and Hana found a private spot on a couch to chat with their cocktails. They looked cozy and you didn't want to disturb them, so you just stuck to the walls and smiled at people politely.  

Maybe you needed more friends. 

Then again, you’d never been one for socializing at work. You worked well with your team, sure, but you didn’t know much about their personal lives. And you didn’t spend hours in the cafeteria chatting with people from other departments. You had a pleasant working relationship with most people but you didn’t have any friends in this company. 

Oh well. 

You’d rather be alone than manipulate people the way Jinyoung did. 

You were just beginning to wonder if you could make an excuse to go home when you spotted a familiar smirk in the crowd. Park Jinyoung made his way over to you, a glass of whisky in one hand. He looked incredibly attractive. He’d unbuttoned the first two buttons on his shirt and his suit jacket was missing. Jinyoung’s hair was messy, and his skin flushed from the alcohol. 

“Well,” he greeted you with a smirk. “You must be the only person in the room who hasn’t congratulated me tonight. Even Yugyeom did it, although he squeezed my hand a little harder than he should have. I think you’re rubbing off on him.”

You said nothing, merely glared. 

“Oooooh, the stink eye. How terrifying,” he replied sarcastically. “Fine, don’t congratulate me. Oh! But would you mind driving me and Jackson home tonight? Everyone’s getting drunk and we can’t seem to find a ride. You don’t drink much at these kind of parties, do you?”

You held a hand out to stop a passing waiter and took two shots of hard liquor from him, one in each hand. Without breaking eye contact with Jinyoung you drank both of them in a single gulp and then set them down on the counter. Your head spun; but Jinyoung’s jaw fell slack and that was enough for you. 

“Ah, I see. You are drinking then.”

“Surprising,” you replied with a sneer, “that the man who can negotiate a ten million-dollar deal is too cheap to just take a cab home.”

Jinyoung scoffed. “Cheap? Me?”

“Oh, am I wrong?”

“You are, as a matter of fact,” he replied. The corner of his lips turned up. “I’ll prove it to you. Let me buy you a drink right now. Choose anything you want from the bar. Not the free drinks they’re handing out for our party, but the expensive stuff on the menu.”

“I wouldn’t touch a drink you bought me with a ten-foot pole,” you snapped. 

Jinyoung put a hand on his chest, looking offended. “What? What kind of a man do you think I am?”

“The kind who blackmails an innocent kid with his internet search history into signing a contract that he could be fired for having approved. Do you not think about the consequences of your actions, Park Jinyoung? Do you just go about the world doing whatever you please for your own benefit?”

Jinyoung’s eyes narrowed. “Of course. Who else do my actions need to benefit?”

“Unbelievable.”

“What?” he demanded. “Nobody’s ever done anything for me. I’ve gotten everything in this world through my own hard work. You think I haven’t been stepped on or cheated? Go ahead. Worship your laws and your ethics and your fucking company policy all you want. Those things have never helped anyone. We’re all responsible for taking care of our own asses, and no rulebook can change that.”

“You’re selfish and disgusting.”

“I’m happy.”

“Are you really? How do you live with yourself? It’s lonely at the top, Park Jinyoung.”

Jinyoung scoffed. His eyes looked around the room proudly. “Lonely? This party is being celebrated for my achievements. I’ve been congratulated by every single person here. I’m getting a raise and I’m about to be promoted. Do I look lonely? You’re the one who doesn’t have any friends here. All you do is act like a teacher’s pet and preach your moral superiority. It’s annoying.”

You flinched. “What?”

“It’s true, isn’t it? Nobody likes a goody-two-shoes. This isn’t primary school. There are no prizes for following the rules. Grow up.”

“I cannot believe your nerve.”

“No, you just can’t believe that your stupid company policy was wrong and that I found a better way to handle things on my own.”

“On your own? You blackmailed a kid! He could lose his job! And why? To secure that precious ten million-dollar deal? That deal is going to hurt the company in the long run and you knew it from the start! Not a single person benefits from this entire manipulative mess except for you!” you snapped. 

Jinyoung blinked. “Then go tell on me.”

“Excuse me?”

“Go on, teacher’s pet. Be a tattletale. Go tell the CEO. I’ll lose my job. Yugyeom will lose his job. And your precious company will be saved from the big, bad sublicensing term. I dare you to do it,” he challenged you. 

Your fists clenched. For a moment, you pictured yourself punching Park Jinyoung in the face, or throwing a martini onto his expensive shirt. How dare he create a problem and challenge you to fix it? How dare he pretend that he was right after his childish and selfish behaviour? You stared at him in disgust. 

“I hate you,” you snapped. 

Jinyoung smirked. “Are you sure? Or do you maybe just hate yourself? Because you’re so proud of always following the company policy and being a stickler for the rules but you can’t even bring yourself to tell the truth. You can fool yourself that you’re better than me all you want. But you’re complicit in this whole deal.”

“Fuck you.”

He chuckled. “What?”

“Fuck. You, Park Jinyoung,” you hissed as you turned to leave. “I can’t even look at you.”

“Are you sure?” Jinyoung called after you with a delighted laugh, as you hurried away. If you stayed then you would surely hit him, and you didn’t want to do that. “Because there’s a rumour around work that you can’t stop looking at my butt!”

You turned back to stare at him in disbelief. What? 

Jinyoung simply grinned. His dark eyes were twinkling mischievously and he lifted the hand carrying his drink to show off his forearm below his rolled-up sleeves. Jinyoung’s dark hair fell into his eyes, and there was something extremely kissable about those plump lips of his as he mouthed the words that made your blood boil. 

I win.

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[ethereal-lix]

You have sweaty hands

A/N: so this will have two parts because the requester wants BTS And Got7.

Warnings: none unless you count terrible writing lol Also this will be my first time writing in soooo long so im so sorry if its terrible. i need to get back into writing so imma be a little rusty. Also please ignore any grammar mistakes, i have no one to proof read for me lol

Also i wasnt sure how to keep to the request with everyone so i kinda changed it a little bit. i hope thats okay, and if it isnt let me know and ill rewrite it. And some are shorter than others. i just wasnt sure how to write this and do 7 different scenarios. so this will be bad im so sorry

Request:Hi, can I request a got7 and bts reaction (it can be separated or in the same post idc.) about their shy gf and her hand gets sweaty when he’s holding her hand for to long? I have this problem so I need help.😣😣😭😭😖😳

Here is part two with BTS

Mark: You and Mark have held hands before, but you’ve always found an excuse as to why you had to let go. Today though, today was different because Mark decided to take you on a walk through the park to see if you would try and retract you hand. As expected, you pulled your hand away, or well tried, but Mark wouldnt let you. Mark sighs and looks down at your intertwined hands, “Do you not want to hold hands? Every time we hold hands you always find an excuse as to why you have to let go. Do you not want to be with me?” You and Mark had only been together for a little over two months and he still made you super nervous. Anytime you saw him he always brought butterflies to your

 tummy and you thought that after about a month you would grow used to being around Mark and not get so nervous, but here you are.. “No its not that Mark, its just, you make me really nervous and you know im shy so it doesnt really help the situation, especially because i really like you and when i get nervous my palms start to sweat and then i get even more nervous which causes me to overthink and then i get even more nervous and its just a never ending cycle that i cant break and i wanna hold your hand, but i dont want you to think im weird to something because my hands are sweaty and i cant really stop it because.. well you know..” you trail off looking at the ground. Since you were looking down you didnt see that Mark had left out a small sigh of relief before smiling. “Y/N, its okay, you make me nervous to. And since we’re being totally honest, i thought you didnt want to hold my hand because well one, i thought you didnt like me as much as i liked you and two, because my hands would get sweaty form how nervous you make me as well. So its nice to know that you didnt want to hold hands because yours was sweaty.” Mark leaned down and kissed your forehead gently. “Shall we?” Mark questioned, holding out his hand for you to hold. “Yes, we shall.” you smiled grabbing his hand.

Jackson: “AHHHH!!!!!” You and Jackson had screamed in unison. you and Jackson had some how gotten suckered into going to a haunted maze with the rest of the boys. Youre not too sure how you ended up in this situation. All you know is that there was a game of ‘rock, paper, scissors’ involved and thats all Jackson would tell you. You’re pretty sure that BamBam had said, “lets play a game of rock paper scissors and whoever loses has to go through the haunted maze tonight”. Unfortunately, if it wasnt obvious Jackson lost. You wanted to let go of Jacksons’ hand because your palms were sweating like crazy, but at the same time you didnt want to let go because you were terrified of letting go. Now heres the thing, since your hands are sweating uncontrollably from the frights your hand keeps slipping from Jacksons’ tight grasp, which honestly is a shock since he has a pretty tight grip on your hand. “Yah! Y/N stop trying to . let my hand go! Cant you see that im scared?!” You gasped in shock, “Excuse me? You’re scared?! You’re scared?!” You questioned. “You’re the one who got us into this mess in the first place Jackson! you cant get mad at me because youre scared! That’s one. Two, im just as scared as you and you know that when we hold hands for too long my palms get sweaty, so im not intentionally trying to not hold your hand, my hand just keeps slipping.” You didnt notice that you had stopped walking until Yugyeom walks passed you guys laughing. “How can you two be bickering while in a haunted maze? i mean honestly, you guys will bicker anywhere if given the chance. But i think you should finish this argument outside where you can stand around all you want” You and Jackson looked at each other before giggling and continuing through the maze.

JB: You and Jaebeom were standing outside the dorm. “Y/N, you okay? Your hand is sweating real bad.” You gulp and look down shyly removing your hand from his to wipe it on your pants. “Uhhh yeah, im sorry, im just super nervous.” Jaebeom smiles and kisses the top of your head. “No need to be nervous. They’re going to love you i promise.” You give him a small smile as he grabs your hand again opening the door. “Hey guys,” He shouts as soon as he steps through the door with you following. “Were here!” When you walked into the living room you saw all the boys lounging around before they all got up to proper introduce themselves to you. “Guys this is Y/N,” Jaebeom said while slightly nodding your way before he looks at you and lists everyone off pointing to each one so yo can place a name with their face. “Y/N this is Jackson, Mark, Bambam, Yugyeom, Jinyoung, and Youngjae.” “Hi guys.” You said giving them a small smile and a wave. After the introduction you and Jaebeom made your way to sit on the floor, Jaebeoms back resting on the couch and you sitting in between his legs. “What are you guys watching?” You asked trying to make small talk. “Nothing really, we were just trying to bypass the time waiting on you and Jaebeom to show up, but now that you guys are here we can eat and play some games.” Jinyoung answered. As the night went on eventually all the boys split into smaller groups and ultimately left you and Jaebeom alone. “Told you you had nothing to worry about” He whispered in your ear. 

Jinyoung: “Jinyoung, what if they dont like me?” you asked as you and Jinyoung walked up to the restaurant door. “My parents will love you, let me ask you this. Whats there to not like about you? You’re a very lovely person with a great personality. You’re nice, kind, funny, amazing. Theres absolutely no reason they wont like you.” “But-” Jinyoung cut you off with a chaste kiss to your lips. “But nothing. Everything will be fine and things will go great.” Jinyoung opens the door for you so you can walk through, with him following closely behind grabbing your hand. “Just maybe dont shake their hands?” Jinyoung laughed while you slapped his arm with your other hand. “Babe! I’m shy and you know that i get sweaty palms when im nervous! dont laugh at me” you tried to have some authority in your voice but you couldnt help but giggle as the hostess walked you to a table so you can wait for Jinyoungs parents to show up.

Youngjae: You and Youngjae were currently backstage getting the finishing touches done on your make up. “You nervous?” He questioned you. “What gave me away? My trembling body or my nervous giggles?” you sarcastically asked with a playful smile. “actually it was the fact that you cant stop wiping your sweaty--or should i say leaking hands-- on that very expensive dress i bought you.” He retorted instantly. “ha-ha, very funny. i think im going to die of laughter.” you reply dryly. You and Youngjae were presenting an award to your favourite idol group and you were so nervous because one, you’re going to be on stage in front of thousands of people, and two you’re giving an award to you favourite idol group. They were the reason that you were going to be on this stage. They inspired you to follow your dreams of becoming an idol and here you are a long and hard 4 years later presenting them with one of the best awards that the industry has to offer. “once Youngjae was done with his finishing touches he walked up to you and lightly kissed your temple so he wont mess up your hair or make-up. “You’ll be fine. Dont worry.” He smiled at you as the make-up artist gave you an approving nod and thumbs up before walking off to finish someone else. “Just think of it as performing. You’ve been on a stage just as big as this before and youve done amazing.” He states as he moves to stand in front of you with his hands finding a place on your shoulders. “Yeah, but this time its different. Im not performing. Im not singing or dancing. Im talking. I have a speech that i have to recite to thousands and thousands of people. And this is being broadcasted live where millions will see at home.” You sighed as you rested a hand on his forearm. “Y/N, Youngjae, are you ready? You’re up in 2!” a stage producer yelled. “Alright sweaty palms, are you ready?” He asks as he looks down at your grabbing your hand. “As ready as i’ll ever be.” You smile and lightly chuckle, before walking out on the stage taking a deep breath. 

Bambam: “You nervous Y/N?” Jackson asked you. “What?” you questioned not really hearing what Jackson just said. “That’s a yes” Yugyeom stated. You looked around slightly confused as to what was going on before your yes landed on your boyfriend who was sitting right next to you. Bam leaned down and lightly brushed his lips on your temple before muttering, “when you get nervous not only do your hands get sweaty, you have a tendency to rubs your hands up and down on your legs.” You looked down intrigued by the news and saw that you were in fact rubbing your hands up and down your dress. “Ohh..” you whispered before you thought back on all the times that you were nervous and also saw the pattern. “Hey,” you began going to defend yourself, before Jaebeom cut you off. “Its okay Y/N we know you’re shy and when you get nervous your hands start to sweat. Not only did Bam tell us, but we also caught on to your other nervous habits, such as rubbing your hands on your legs.” He gave you a small smile as Mark piped up. “You shouldve seen when BamBam used to get nervous when he was younger, he would-” Alright!! Thats enough!” Bambam would yell over Mark so he wouldnt have to relive any of his embarrassing moments that he’s tried so hard to forget. 

Yugyeom: “So, wait, you mean to tell me you’ve never been to a school dance before?!?!” Jackson practically yelled. “Jackson!! SHHHH!” You whispered shouted hoping that Yugyeom didnt hear. “Yes, thats exactly what im saying and if you could please keep your voice down so people in LA wont hear you that would be great!” You huffed after crossing your arms over your chest relaxign back into the couch. “What? How? And why doesnt Yugyeom know this?” Jackson questioned you with genuine concern and shock. “You’re very pretty and funny and awesome, and kind, and sweet, and youre the whole package. How have you never been to a school dance?” “Well, i guess the other boys back home didnt agree with you thats why.” you sighed as you started playing with a sleeping yugyeoms hair. “But can we please drop it? i dont wanna talk about it anymore and you cant tell Yugyeom, you promised.” you reminded him before changing the subject. Later on that night you were in the studio with Yugyeom keeping him company while he as working on some music. After about an hour yugyeom got up off his chair and walked over to you and held his hand out for yo to grab. You looked up at him quizzically before taking his out stretched hand. He helped you stand and led you to the middle of the room before he left you to walk back to his computer playing “Thinking Out Loud” by Ed Sheeran. As soon as the song started to play you started to blush and your palms became sweaty as you tried to wipe the sweat off by rubbing your palms on your thighs. ‘Oh no’ you thought. He must’ve heard the conversation that you had with Jackson earlier in the day. He looks at you with a slight blush rising on his cheeks. “So i may or may not have heard what you and Jackson were talking about today and i figured what better way to experience your first slow dance than with someone in a studio listening to one of the best love songs created?” He said, barely above a whisper as he grabbed your hand. “No need to be nervous Y/N. Its just me and you, no one else.” He stated as he started to sway you side to side noticing your nervous habit. “Its just me and you.” He whispered in your ear as he pulled you closer.   

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[thenamesseven]

Warnings: Angst.

"You're telling me you have two babies in there!?" Jackson's loud voice and genuinely surprised tone made you chuckle. His fingerr pointing to your belly, his eyes opened wide in surprise.

"I promise you" You tried to convince him. His eyes scanned your small figure before he shook his head again. He wasn't buying it. "Here, look" Catching his attention, you took your wallet out of your purse and got your first ultrasound picture out. You showed it to Jackson but like Jinyoung he didn't see anything at first.

"What's that?" Yugyeom asked curiously, leaning over the back of the couch to watch what you and Jackson were looking at.

"That's an ultrasound picture, right?" Mark said, sitting down next to you as he also leaned in to watch the photograph.

"You guys see those two white little dots over here..." You pointed to the first one and when they nodded confirming they could see it, you moved your finger to the other one "And there?" You said again.

"Are those the babies?" Youngjae soon joined the conversation too, his curious question made you smile brightly as you nodded your head.

"Are they girls or boys?" Bambam questioned eagerly to know the genders. Mark looked at him slightly confused at his stupid question, couldn't he see that the babies were still just cells?

"Ah, we won't know that until the fifth or sixth month Bam" You smiled up at the guys, your eyes wandering around the room until they landed on your husband. You noticed he was talking with Jaebum, probably about the time off he wanted to take when the babies were born. Jinyoung said he would try to do their comeback before you gave birth so he could spend some time with you and the babies before he had to go back to work.

"Was it cool?" You were about to answer the question when you notice Jaebum was asking Jinyoung and not you. You simply smiled sadly but it soon turned into a soft frown when you realized what he said. Didn't Jinyoung told you he had arrived late due to practise?

"I had to stay at the studio with the choreographer" Your husband quickly replied, he earned a few frowns from the rest of the members but none of them spoke "There were a couple of steps that I couldn't figure out so he asked me to stay, by the time I arrived she was already out"

"It's okay though! There will be another ultrasound in a couple of months" You shrugged a little and went back to chat with the guys who soon forgot about what Jinyoung had said.

You spent most of your afternoon talking with the guys, answering most of their questions about your pregnancy. They all looked so excited about your babies that it was kind of weird for you, not because they were annoying or something but because Jinyoung never really asked you any of these questions about it. In fact, you had the impression he was kind of avoiding everything related with the babies.

You were planning to talk with him tonight when you both were in bed, you just needed to know he wasn't regretting starting a family with you.

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Jaebum was in the kitchen, he had been preparing some noodles for everyone and Jinyoung who didn't seem in the mood to answer all the guy's questions about your pregnancy, decided to help him out.

Both of them were silent, unspoken words willing to get out of their lips but none of them dared to speak. The silence between the guys was not awkward but slightly uncomfortable, Jaebum knew Jinyoung was lying and Jinyoung knew Jaebum didn't believe him but what could he said to him? That he was cheating on his pregnant wife? What would the members said about that?

"So, you have finally understood those steps that were giving you trouble?" Jaebum asked willing to break the silence between them. He knew, he perfectly remembered Jinyoung exiting the practise room along with all of the guys. "Why didn't you say anything to us though? You know Yugyeom would have gladly stayed with you to help you"

Jinyoung, letting a soft sigh, kept cutting vegetables before answering his question "Because you all looked pretty tired and stressed out, I didn't want to keep you guys behind so I decided to stay with the choreographer for a bit more" He explained avoiding eye contact with Jaebum "I only wanted to stay for ten minutes but I ended up staying for a bit longer and when I realized, (Y/N) had already gone through the test alone" He looked sadly, kind of guilty.

"(Y/N) doesn't seem to be mad though, she's such a sweet girl" Jaebum said with a soft smile "I mean, every ordinary girl would have killed you if you had lost the first ultrasound of your kids"

"Yah! Stop crushing on my wife!" Jinyoung playfully yelled, nudging him gently before his smiled turned softer. His eyes moved back down to the counter "She's really sweet though, I am lucky to have her" He sighed moving his attention back to the pot in which some water was boiling "Really lucky"

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Dinner with GOT7 was as funny as always. You sat between Youngjae and Mark with Jinyoung infront of you. This time, instead of you waiting for the guys to serve themselves as much food as they wanted before serving yourself, they all insisted for you to get as much noodles as you wanted since you had to eat for you and the two little persons growing up inside your belly.

You were being spoiled with attention from everyone, all of them constantly asking you if you were alright or if you needed anything. For example, while having dinner, Youngjae kept making sure you were alright and didn't feel like throwing up -he had read in the internet that pregnant women throw up sometimes- and Mark kept serving you more food on your plate. It just seemed like the twins, instead of having just one father, they would have 7 different dads.

"Have you two thought about any names?" Jackson asked curiously, finishing his noodles. You shook your head silently, waiting to swallow the food in your mouth thinking Jinyoung wouldn't reply to his question. Surprisingly he did.

"No but if it's a boy I'm not naming him Jackson though" Jinyoung replied with his usual sassy attitude. You couldn't help but smile a little, watching the surprised expression on the poor guy's face.

"What's wrong with my name!?" He shouted, throwing a small piece of bread to him. Jinyoung simply bursted out laughing.

"I don't want my kids to be as loud as you!" He shouted back, Jackson opening his mouth wide being dramatically offended. You knew he was just faking it but it was so funny.

"Uncle Jackson will make sure the kids are as loud as possible and you two" He pointed to you before moving his finger back to Jinyoung "Can't stop me"

Jinyoung literally argued with every single member, all of them wanted to teach the kids something. Jackson wanted them to be loud and naughty, Youngjae wanted to teach them how to crack the best jokes ever. Meanwhile Mark claimed he would show the babies how to have swag and be humble, Bambam said he would definitely take them to the most expensive shops and spoil both of them. Yugyeom proposed teaching them some nice dance moves as soon as they learned how to walk and Jaebum seemed really convinced about teaching them some knowledge in producing and composing songs. If they all planned to do that, your babies would end up being crazy for sure.

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Jinyoung opened the door to your apartment quietly, letting you walk in first before he followed you inside. As you took off your coat you heard him locking the door, letting out a soft sigh while you stared at him. You two hadn't argued recently but Jinyoung was tense whenever you were around, he looked on edge, like if he was about to explode for some reason.

"Jinyoung?" You couldn't be quiet anymore, you needed to know if there was something wrong that you hadn't noticed. You wanted to speak with an ordinary, confident voice but as his name got out of your lips your voice betrayed you, being slightly weak and afraid. What if there was really something wrong? What if he wasn't ready to be a dad anymore? You haven't noticed your hands had been shaking with fear until you reached out to grab his own wrist, wanting to feel his warm skin against yours.

He wasn't planning to abandon you, right?

When he felt your touch he turned around, a huge frown appearing on his eyebrows as soon as his eyes scanned your face. "Baby" Jinyoung moved closer to you, suddenly feeling extremely concerned "Is everything okay? Are you in pain?" You had told him that the doctor explained on your ultrasound how there could be some problems in your pregnancy due to you being a bit too small to carry twins.

You shook your head a little, his hand leaving your wrist to pull you closer to his body "Are we okay Jinyoung?" You asked quietly, feeling his arms tighten the grip he had around your body as he kept you pressed against his chest. There was a sudden silence in the room that surprised you, having expected Jinyoung to afirmed that you both were okay as soon as the words left your lips made it weird to have to wait for an answer.

"We are (Y/N)" He said after some brief seconds that to you have felt like hours "Why?" He leaned back enough to rest his forehead against yours, his loving eyes looking down into your eyes as his hands moved up and down on your sides willing to calm you down.

"Haven't you been a bit distant? I-I don't know, maybe it's just me" You said insecure, feeling bad about asking him such questions when he was definitely worried about you.

Of course Jinyoung was worried about you! How have you been so stupid to think otherwise?

"I'm sorry honey, work has been a bit stressing and tiring lately with the comeback" He flashed you one of those sweet smiles you loved, his face leaning down closer to peck your lips "I promise you that as soon as the new album is out, I'll have so much free time to spend with you" He pecked your lips again and you couldn't help but smile.

Now, after hearing him, you felt like a fool for thinking he was being distant with you.

"I'll get some water and join you in bed okay? Get ready for a cuddle session, you need it" His boyish smile made your knees weak and without any hesitation, you nodded and made your way into the bedroom to prepare a pillow/blanket fort on your bed.

Once in the kitchen Jinyoung stared at the opened fridge, where the water bottles were, like if it was the most interesting thing in the world. His face had a blank expression, no trace of the happiness and concern he had showed you five seconds ago. He just stood there, silently agonizing for the mistakes he was making, for the lies he was giving you.

You didn't deserve this.

How long would he be able to keep going like this? Jinyoung needed to stop this, he knew it had to end as soon as possible but how would he do that? He tried to do it two weeks ago and he ended up between her legs again. What the fuck was wrong with him?

Suddenly the words he told Jaebum at dinner echoed in his head.

I am lucky to have her.

He really meant that, Jinyoung felt like the most lucky guy to have you.

He just hoped he could be lucky enough to solve this problem without losing you.

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Back at the dorms, most of the guys had already gone to bed. The lights were all turned off except for the lamp in Jaebum's studio, he wasn't able to sleep tonight for some reason and he decided to spend the sleepless hours doing something useful like working on more songs.

The silence of the apartment made the thoughts on his head louder, tormenting him more. He didn't want to keep thinking about Jinyoung's odd behaviour, he probably was just too nervous about having two kids all of a sudden. The guy was just worried about the changes his life would go through.

The soft knock on his door made him jump a little, frowning, he looked back down to the papers scattered around his desk "Come in" He muttered, not really turning around to see which member came to bother him. They were probably planning to prank him or something.

"Hyung" Yugyeom's voice was quiet, almost as if he was afraid of being heard by somebody else. Jaebum, thinking this was just a prank, waited to hear Bambam's giggling or Mark's muffled laughing. Unluckily, none of that came.

Jaebum turned around on his chair and faced the younger member, suddenly getting worried by his expresion. He looked...Conflicted, like there was something bothering him. "What's wrong?" He asked softly.

"The choreographer was with me that afternoon"

For a second, Jaebum didn't know what Yugyeom was talking about. He frowned confused, looking at the maknae while his mind tried to make sense of what he was saying. Noticing Jaebum hadn't understood him, Yugyeom tried a different way.

"Jinyoung didn't stay back to practise with the choreographer" He muttered, his face looking kind of hurt.

"How do you know that?" Jaebum was incredibly confused, well, he didn't want to believe Jinyoung had been lying to them.

"Because it was me the one who spent the afternoon practising with the choreographer"

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#5020 — kim hyojin & #5042 — sohn youngjae ( @ericxrk​ ) & #5048 — yoo taeyang ( @rktaeyang​ )

MGA 5 EPISODE 5: exo-cbx′s blooming day ( 0:02 - 0:50; 1:07 - 3:17 ) — master key ver.

other mentions: @rksihyeon​, @danielxrk​, @rkseunghun​, @rksakura​, @rkxsungwoon and a few more!

the moment he hears his name to get called up on stage, hyojin’s face betrays him. looking around with his eyes wide and lips parted into the smallest of o’s, his brows raise to form a baffled look, and he ends up trailing behind daniel like a lost puppy, his hands folded together and placed carefully at his front. he’s humbled by the proposition that the judges had called their performances one of the best, and it’s clear by the flustered, almost shy way he carries himself, but he still stands upright on stage, daniel on one side and seunghun on the other. 

he finds himself swallowing down a nervous comment when he looks to his partner, offering him a little congratulatory smile and a hand to low-five, and as the judges continue with their rationale, his arm creeps up to wrap around seunghun’s shoulder, squeezing it affectionately, both to show his support and to bring support to him, because he’s still in disbelief. it’s not that he had thought that he and daniel had done poorly, per say; he’s just surprised that the good gut feeling he had gotten at first turned out to be true. there’s a rushing in him that brings a nostalgic memory of the first episode, in which he had found himself highlighted and complimented by the judges during a cut, and which forever remained iconic amongst the people who knew him personally and who attended his university.

( it’s so, so satisfying, and yet, he’s starting to become aware of the growing hunger within him that was beaten back by this victory, roaring with pleasure and yet looking for more. ) 

but even though the feeling is familiar, hyojin’s come a long way from that time, no longer hesitant and overwhelmed with a guilty feeling, as if he had betrayed a core value of his just thinking of being a part of the program. with a semblance of a blessing from his mother and the support of his peers, he starts to open up the dream that he had stowed away all those years ago, a little star bottled up inside his heart, no longer growing faintly but starting to burst at the seams.

( he musn’t let this consume him. the fact that his fate still remains shaky no matter how well he did previously weighs in on his conscience constantly. perhaps this is what the others called desperation. )

he finally gets the chance to breathe in sharply once they announce the best duo, bowing slightly at the judges for their decision and clapping, looking at sia and ryujin with a soft smile, glancing back at daniel, and then seunghun. he was planning to meet up with the younger later that night, anyways, having planned to finally get the spicy pork that had been promised a few weeks back. even with the intense elements of the competition, hyojin’s nothing but pleased that seunghun and his partner had also been acknowledged. at the very least, he wants his friend to do well, because after all this time knowing him, hyojin knows he deserves the spotlight.

when they sit back in their seats, hyojin turns, once again, to look at seunghun, this time grabbing his hand and patting it, congratulating the younger and telling him that he worked hard. the excitement only builds, though, and instead of going into eliminations, another anticipated segment begins, and jackson and jinyoung step onto the stage, causing hyojin to sit up and clap for them in surprise. he had thought that they were a powerful duo, and was pleasantly surprised to see that the judges seemed to agree, too. 

the entire time, though, he can’t help but look to his side, watching daniel’s expression carefully and feeling the concern well up at his troubled expression. as much as they did well and gained acknowledgement, the survival of one of his closest friends was on the line, especially with the mistake that they had made during their performance. biting his lip, he watches intently as the ones that got eliminated were called off, and feels his heart sink at some of them -- hohyeon and hyejoo, so young but so talented; minkyung and junhee, likewise. then, there was the one pair that he was dreading: sungwoon and eunji. it hurts hyojin’s heart too to see someone that he was familiar with as well get eliminated -- he had spent a lot of time with the older putting together displays for their bakery and playing around during breaks, and considering that both him and daniel knew about the talent that sungwoon held, it was devastating.

he can’t bring himself to look any longer as the announcement goes on, wanting to reach out a hand to grab daniel’s, and yet feeling too distant and out of place to do something so intimate. instead, he settles on patting the taller male’s shoulder, pools of disappointment swimming in his eyes. the trios are announced not too long after, the shock still having yet to reside, but he can’t help but focus more on daniel, wondering if he was really okay.

regardless, when he hears his name called, along with taeyang’s and eric’s, he can feel the unease form. two dancers. they could sing as well, yes, but he knew for sure that they were more geared towards the former than the latter, spelling a bad time for him especially. the fact that the weakest link was to be eliminated from half of the teams only serves to worsen the concern, because despite his talent in singing, he had little to no experience with dancing -- he couldn’t even tell if he was bad at it or not, because the last time ( and really the first time ) he’s ever danced was for a school festival a few months ago, but that was purely for fun.

hyojin tries to loosen up once he heads out with seunghun to a nearby restaurant for a late dinner and to fulfill a promise, but his phone feels heavier in his hands with the contacts of his new partners entered into it.

❀ PREPARATIONS ;

despite putting the name of the entertainment company on his application for the program ( which seemed to be years ago even though it was really just a few months -- look at how time flies ), he’s still not completely prepared to witness the glory of kt’s practice studios until he enters the building.

it’s so pristine and modern that he feels out of place, like he should go back home and change his clothes into better, more expensive ones just to look like he belonged there. it’s not a bad feeling, exactly; he feels like he’s participating in a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity just by being able to enter the building without being tackled by security. it lifts his heart up a little bit just thinking about it, which does well in keeping his confidence afloat until he actually enters the studio he’s been assigned to.

there are a lot of things to absorb at once -- first, that he doesn’t seem to be alone, because there are already some semi-familiar faces that are there, too, and are most certainly not on his team. he thinks he can recognize jackson for a moment, but before he’s caught staring, he quickly makes his way over to his team, the sleeves of the deep green colored t-shirt he’s wearing floating in the cool air of the studio. plopping himself down on the floor, he greets them respectfully -- eric, who was younger by quite a bit, and then taeyang, who was a little older. it’s obvious that he’s being rather cautious about it, because he can see the setup of cameras all across the room, some at the back of the studios and some to the side, others fixed and unmanned. 

fortunately, they’re rather productive and figure things out quickly, although they hit the most obvious obstacles the hardest.

“hi, i’m kim hyojin.” bowing as best as he could in his seated position on the wooden floor, hyojin adjusts his bangs sheepishly, “i’m... not the best dancer, but i will work my hardest on whatever we end up choosing.” he hopes that his earnestness can shine through regardless of his words, because he can slowly see the bright light in eric’s eyes dying the longer his words hang in the air.

at that moment, he couldn’t help but wish more that he had learned how to dance at some point. he should be more concerned with his survival, but the urge to not drag them down is spilling over in his mind, because he’d rather them perform well enough that none of them end up having to go home during the next filming. it’s hard to reconcile the fact that if he didn’t want to send any of them home, he might have to go in their place, but sometimes the simplest remedy to this kind of worry was just to think simply. if he pours his all into it, even though he’s never done this kind of thing before, the problem might solve itself.

that chance becomes slimmer and slimmer as they go through the songs, however. when eric asks if he can do this dance or that dance, or if he thinks executing it would be possible, his face gives it away too easily. it’s obvious he hasn’t given up, but it’s more like he’s baffled. the way his brows rise and his eyes flicker with a brief panic at some of the especially hard choreographies is almost comical, and he rubs the back of his neck before bowing his head in apology at the other two, helplessly asking “what should we do?” as he starts to realize that most of these songs were completely out of his level.

dancing’s not the most prominent concern, though -- it’s singing while dancing, because hyojin’s basically never done the latter -- how could he have done both before? breathing control and technique is especially difficult even while standing, so the fact that they might have to do something like this onstage and compete with nine other talented trios makes him uneasy. 

when they finally decide on the song -- an exo-cbx song -- it’s because the compromise they had decided on had taken on a different form. the original dance wasn’t easy at all; it was towards the more difficult end of the spectrum, actually, but with taeyang’s expertise in the skill and his job as a dance teacher, modifications became more and more realistic of an option. it was simple: just rework the choreo, make it easier, and make it pop.

the last part came in sort of a few ways -- they tried throwing around ideas a bit before they decided to use chairs as part of the choreography. similar to that ats song that was primarily chair based, it would make both practicing and performing a lot easier ( minus the part where they have to lug the chairs in and then lug them back ). 

that also meant that taeyang would have less of a burden in terms of making moves. hyojin felt awful for putting so much pressure on the older; even though taeyang was in charge of making the dance, he also took responsibility for teaching and guiding hyojin, teaching him how to loosen up his body and have fun with the chorus. it’s because of that that hyojin has absolutely no qualms with inserting a dance break for them, as long as he wasn’t doing it as well. 

the dance break in blooming day was by far one of the most complex and difficult k-pop choreographies that he’s seen in his time on youtube, and he’s not only sure that he’d bomb it, but also that it’d be practically impossible for any of them to sing well while dancing like that at the same time. it was unrealistic either way, meaning that even if he wasn’t the one singing, the person who did in his place would have also done the same thing and not danced full out.

practices are long and hard, and he’d be lying if it didn’t make him feel completely drained by the time it was done. he’s never sweated this much unless he’s been baking in the sun during a crowded lecture, and even though his stamina isn’t too bad, his legs and arms ache fiercely for the first few days. nevertheless, he still powers through, staying late into the night and always leaving the studio last, the exhaustion on his face gradually becoming more prominent as time passes. he tries his best to watch carefully and pick up things, whether it’s by studying how taeyang or eric move intently, or how the other dancers sharing the studio carry themselves. it’s a little flustering at first to try and mimic that specific kind of charisma, and he breaks out into an embarrassed smile when he tries to follow a body roll that a member of another team did effortlessly. maybe he’ll try to save that for another time. 

despite this, the chemistry between them is surprisingly good; when two of them are left in the studio while the other is on break, there are very few awkward silences or uneasy glances. perhaps it’s because of the friendliness and general welcome nature of his partners -- taeyang was ever so patient and didn’t complain in the slightest, while eric kept things bright with his energy and enthusiasm. at one point, when taeyang leaves to get a drink of water, eric reaches out to hyojin and tries to give him some tips on the point dance of the chorus.

“you go into the chorus with a bang! and then, like, swoosh, and and you get the feeling of pow!” he says, doing the movements of the song powerfully, and it leaves hyojin completely and utterly confused. it’s certainly different from the more refined and accurate descriptions taeyang gives him, clearly understanding the type of learner hyojin was rather quickly and adapting his style, but he still tries to follow along, trying to put in the same amount of power but coming up slightly short. he’s still getting used to the feeling of dancing, getting his body to loosen up more and more by recording himself constantly and looking it over, making adjustments one at a time to increase the accuracy of his corrections.

with a laugh, he resists the urge to ruffle the younger boy’s hair, shaking his head sheepishly and fixing his hair out of his eyes, responding, “eric... i really don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

practice goes on smoothly, and he stays late again, plopping down in front of one of the fixed cameras as usual during his last break before doing a final runthrough. he feels the tiredness sinking into his bones, no longer infiltrating every inch of his body and making it scream for help, but instead settling like an elder who had seen enough of life and finally accepted it ( weird simile, but it’s the best he can think of ). he’s picked up a habit of talking to any cameras mindlessly when everyone else was gone or practicing, treating it at a log of sorts. as much as he tries not to let it bother him, he knows eric would have rather had pretty much anyone else on his team as long as they were a better dancer, and that taeyang was too busy perfecting his own performance to sit down and talk. 

it’s no matter, though -- hyojin understands fully both of their viewpoints, and instead settles on trying not to stand out in a bad way, hopefully matching up to their skills. sometimes, he doesn’t even say anything in the silence, though, quietly humming or singing to himself pop songs he’s been listening to on the radio lately, fingers itching to pluck at the strings of an invisible guitar or fly across the keys of a piano. instead, he spends the times he’s not dancing practicing his vocal parts and figuring out the distribution of parts, even singing the high note loud and clear in the studio, before ducking down his head when he attracts the attention of the others sharing the area.

“i’ve really decided to take a risk this time, hm?” mumbling it to himself out loud, he leans back to rest his head against the smudged mirror, tilting his head up and closing his eyes. “i’ve never danced before... and this is also the first time i won’t be using an instrument. keyboard-ssi, i miss you.” humming the last line with a nonsensical melody, he lightly lifts his head and bops it against the smooth surface, laughing at himself.

turning to look at the camera to the right of him, he offers one of his usual subdued smiles, sweet but clearly worn out, and pulls himself over so that he’s sitting in front of it. “hello, camera-ssi. did you miss me?” pushing back a yawn, hyojin absentmindedly reaches for his phone and held it up to the camera lens, turning it on so that the clock showed, along with a wallpaper of him with his mom a few months ago when she had visited him. “right now, it’s around two a.m. hope you’re sleeping well -- i’ll work hard and quietly so that i don’t wake you up, okay? fighting!”

with an affectionate pat on the top of the camera, hyojin gets up and ends his break. he’s tired enough to just sleep here and be done with it, but he has work tomorrow, which means that once he finally did this run through, filmed it, and headed out, he had to make good use of what little time he had left. 

on the final night before the performance, he thinks over all of the choreography over and over again until he eventually drifts off, body sinking deeply into the mattress and absorbing the comfort readily.

❀ IN THE STUDIO ;

they walk into the studio a trio -- all dressed in matching, slightly variant outfits, all styled nicely and fashionably. hyojin himself is wearing another dress shirt, this time of polyester and thus of a different texture than the one he had worn for the twit performance, the fabric a light creme. he’s so nervous it burns in his heart, because he’s about to do something that he had thought impossible just a couple of days ago, worked himself to the bone just so that he wouldn’t lag behind the others. it’s both a matter of self preservation and just overall decency, because with the rest of them working hard, he has to work thrice as hard in order to ensure that he matches up. he can’t let his singing or his previous successes make a protective wall for him, because as proud of them he is, they’re so transparent anything could rip through them in a moment’s notice.

hence, as he takes his seat, leaning over to give a quick wave to seunghun, who was sitting near him again ( he’s pretty sure this must be done on purpose by mnet or something, but he's not complaining at all ), and craning his neck to also give a friendly wave to sakura, hyojin sits back against his seat, careful not to slouch.

breathing out a huff of air, he watches as the contestants all go up, grooving and cheering for all the stages. he’s especially impressed by the performance of gogobebe by sakura, yukhei, and yuri, the all of them fitting the stage well with its smooth and sensual instrumental. then, sia, seunghun, and hyunggu come up with breathe, ruling the stage with their lovely vocals and making him clutch his chest at the clean execution of the chorus, the beginning rift sounding especially nice. it impresses him to see his friend dance, too, and he’s overall excited once they come back down despite being aware that this now meant that it was his turn. 

❀ ON THE STAGE ; 

they get up onto the stage, hyojin’s head ducked down humbly and following the other two dancers, lifting a chair easily behind him. he’s most certainly gained some muscle mass from this, if not anything else. after they set down the chairs in the right format, they get into a line facing the judgjes.

“unlocking your hearts, we are the master key!” in true hyojin fashion, they say the cheesy intro, proceeding to do the jeojang move coined by park jihoon. after introducing themselves, they take their seats, hyojin sitting with his back against taeyang’s and eric standing to the side, the middle seat empty for now.

( bold = hyojin’s parts )

hey there, don’t move 내 눈에 너를 담아내는 중이야     i’m in the middle of placing you in my eyes

the music kicks in almost immediately, the synth fading in for a second when hyojin starts to sing into the hand microphone, turning his head to look straight at the judges, his voice smoothly flowing along the melody, emphasizing the last word with a sweet expression, albeit with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

at the second line, his hand glides up, two fingers extending to point at his eyes, and then turn them towards the ceos at the front. with that, he turns back to face his initial direction, no longer turning his head, letting taeyang sing the next few lines.

with that, eric slides in during his part, making his way across the stage to the leftwards half, singing the song with an increased rhythm.

바라보기에는 모자라    just looking at you is not enough 손이 닿아버린 그 순간    the moment my hands touch you 니가 내 맘속에 피어나    you bloom inside my heart

following his movements, hyojin also gets up from his seat, following the melody with his own silky vocal color, making sure to keep his movements on beat and to have fun with it. it’s a little different every time he does it -- by not putting on too much stress on memorizing, it looks more natural and better overall, and he avoids looking too stiff consequently.

at the last line, eric and taeyang follow the original choreography, making a picture sign with their fingers.

so baby, can i be your boyfriend, can i? 니가 알지 못한 세상 알려 주고 싶어     i want to show you a world you’ve never seen so baby, can i be your boyfriend, can i? 니가 원한다면 그걸 전부 주고 싶어    if you want, i want to give you everything

leading into the first chorus by starting the beginning line, hyojin’s joined by taeyang as they start to dance in formation, no longer sitting in the chairs. putting into form the movements he’s been drilling for the past week, he feels surprisingly light on his feet as he performs, keeping a gentle, lovely smile on his lips as he looks confidently at the judges, tilting his head briefly as he sits in the center seat towards the end of the verse.

넌 나를 풀어내는 master key     but you’re the master key who’ll unlock me 황홀한 니 색깔이 내 하루를 바꾸지 yeah     your joyful colors change my days, yeah

this time, eric and taeyang perform a duo line, and hyojin follows the simple movements that they do while singing, mimicking the jeojang move with his free hand as he does his part on the ‘master key’ phrase, winking right after.

with that, the pre-chorus picks up again, and they slowly start to stand up again one by one, hyojin last to join them as they enter the chorus. 

so baby, can i be your boyfriend, can i? ( all i need is love babe ) 니가 원한다면 그걸 전부 주고 싶어   if you want, i want to give you everything

taeyang starts off again, this time cued in by eric, and they do the point dance, hyojin spinning around to his center spot during his half of the chorus, pumping up the charisma as he sings the key lines, pressing a hand to his heart before holding it out in front of him, as if asking them to take his hand.

oh baby oh baby ( yeah yeah ) 너의 향기가 내게 흠뻑 배일 수 있게 (배일 수 있게 baby)     so your scent can wash all over me oh baby oh baby ( yeah yeah ) 이제 대답해 줘 oh     answer me now

the second part of the chorus starts now, different from the first iteration of the chorus, and they dance similarly to the original choreography, hyojin shimmying his shoulders and leaning to one side before clapping. this part was especially difficult for him at first, but after looking at himself carefully in the mirror many times, he’s found the perfect combination of tightening and loosening his body. 

ey oh 장난스런 너의 반응에     ey oh your playful response say oh 머린 어질하고 아득해     say oh makes me feel so dizzy k.o. ( got it ) girl you knock me out you knock me out 날 oh baby     you knock me out, me, oh baby

with that, they segue into the bridge and dance break, hyojin now in the center once again. his gaze remains focused, however, expression still pristine as eric and taeyang execute the dance to either side of him. his singing grows more powerful, taking it as his solo part, and he mirrors some of their movements loosely while following the formation so that he doesn’t stick out strangely. the small smile he wears forms into a slight smirk to accentuate the slight shift in tone of this part of the song, and he sings the colorful rifts with his own style. 

at the last line, he hits a slight high note, before gliding back to the side, his part now over.

닿을 듯한 너의 두 손이 ( 모든 게 )     your hands that are about to touch ( all of you ) 너무 아름다워 넌 나를 숨 막히게 해 ( can i )    so beautiful, so breathtaking ( can i ) 

eric continues, singing now, then taeyang, and hyojin gears himself up with the energy saved from not doing the dance break to do the ad-libs, which, in his opinion, was the highlight. his voice raises at the first one, hitting the notes, and then for the high note, he pauses at the side to hold it, the sound reaching every part of the studio and the note both strong and pleasant sounding. during this, he gives an intense look at the ceos, trying to draw them in with his aura.

can i be your boyfriend, can i? 너의 하루 끝과 시작 내가 되어 줄게     i’ll be the start and end to your day so baby, can i be your boyfriend, can i? ( can i be your boyfriend eh) 니가 가장 아름답게 널 피울 수 있게 (널 피울 수 있게)     so you can bloom most beautifully

at the last chorus, he relocates his spot in the choregraphy, following along to it, then pausing in place to do a charismatic shrug of his shoulders, along with a crinkle of his eyes.

oh baby oh baby 이제 대답해 줘 oh hey     answer me now

at that they start to finish up the song, still going hard on the moves until hyojin finishes his, shouting the ‘hey’ with a lift of his arm, and they do their ending pose.

finally, the stage that they had been working so hard for came to an end, and as they leave, hyojin bows multiple times to thank the judges and the audience for the applause. biting his lip, he glances at his partners a little curiously with his chair tucked over his arm, before seeing eric run back to grab the last one.

with that, his shoulders finally lososen, and he lets out a laugh, shaking his head fondly.

regardless of the results, he’s sure that they’ve done the best that they could with what they were given.

#&. galaxy #rkmga5trios #rkmga5 #[[ mentioned #ericxrk #rktaeyang #rksihyeon #danielxrk #rkseunghun #rksakura #as usual lmk if you want me to take nything out! #rkxsungwoon #rkpjy #YEAH SURE his bones may be old but from personal exp #when you dance hard after a long time #your body can ache for d a y s if you are an inexperienced stretcher #so pls stretch hard b4 dancing friends #<3 #a psa #also bianca i'm so sorry #i do this every time #wc: 4.7k+

[arsyeong]

cat lady | bb.

request: can you please do a rainy day imagine with bambam where he comes home with a box full kittens and you scold him for it because you already have enough cats but he’s all pouty

a/n: finally! a bambam request! thank you anon! and this took too long i was lazy and i had school

Silence.

You sat on the couch, legs tucked under a blanket and your favorite sweater on, looking outside the window. Originally, you had been doing this so you could watch out for your boyfriend’s return but, as soon as the rain started, you were immediately mesmerized by the beauty of raindrops.

You tear your gaze away from the outside world and reach for the cup of hot chocolate on the table. You had done this carefully to make sure your blanket would stay in the same comfortable position as it had been in the past two hours. While you were facing the inside of the apartment you shared with Bambam, you scan for any sign of his cats. The last time you had checked, all four of them were sound asleep in your boyfriend’s room.

Do not misunderstand; you adored cats. Your heart would melt at their soft meows, you found it adorable how they played with the toys given to them, and you loved it when they do their own business around the both of you. You adored cats!

It was only when they scream at other cats that you hate them. It is easy to dislike cats who suddenly have the urge to kill one another. Most especially, it is hard not to get a little bit jealous when they team up to get every bit of Bambam’s attention and leave none for you.

He’d often joke about it upon realizing that you have been sulking for some time.

“They’re just cats, (Y/N),” he would say.

“Exactly!” you would reply. “And that’s why they shouldn’t be getting as much attention as you’re giving them now.”

“But they’re my babies.”

“I thought they were just cats.” He would laugh because he didn’t know how to defend himself then. After, he’d go closer to you until one part of your body touches his. Then, he would gently lift one of the cats on him and pass the cat to you. He would smile, knowing you couldn’t resist such an adorable kitten, much less him.

While you blankly scanned the room, a stick-like man ran through the rain with a box in his hands and his fancy coat on his head for protection. He fumbled for his keys and immediately ran in as soon as he had it unlocked.

“Crazy,” he says in between pants. He looks at his box for a while before placing it down gently. He takes off his wet coat and shoes, and you only notice him once he had laid down his open umbrella on the floor for drying. You can’t help but smile at him, and he smiles back.

“Well, you’re soaked,” you comment and he rolls his eyes at you.

“Oh my God, is it that obvious?”

You laugh at him before pointing at the box and asking, “What’s that?”

“A box, (Y/N),” he says, but he takes the box again and walks toward you. “Close your eyes.”

“Cakes aren’t supposed to be placed in boxes like that,” you say, trying to figure out what could be in there. “And, besides, today isn’t any day special.”

“I thought I told you every day is special as long as I’m with you? Have you forgotten?” he asked, his thick lips somewhere between a pout and a smile. “I told you that when I asked you to be my girlfriend, right?”

You remembered. It was unforgettable how he got the entire school to the courtyard (by faking the principal’s voice on the PA) to witness him serenade you with the help of his friends. You remember how he sang that as a lyric, and that was enough for you to close your eyes, a smile on your face.

“Okay,” he says once you’ve done it. “I’d like to remind you that I am the owner of this house so anything that happens here is 60% my responsibility and 30% yours-”

“What happened to the 10%?” you interrupt, his words not adding up.

“Yugyeom,” he answers, causing you to laugh again. You nod at him, eyes still closed, as a sign for him to go on.

“So, please-”

Meow.

You opened your eyes in alarm before looking down at the box your boyfriend had placed on your lap. “Oh my God, Bambam, you didn’t-”

“I love you.”

You opened the box quickly and, sure enough, you saw three kittens staring up at you in something you guessed as amazement. After staring for a while, they started meowing. Loudly.

“You got THREE?” you asked. When you looked at him, he was looking at the cats to avoid your gaze and to, of course, marvel at them. He nodded once.

“I can’t believe you,” you say in genuine disbelief. This means he had seven cats now; it was enough for each of his friends. What does he want? For them to own a cat zoo or something? You voice this out.

He was rubbing one of them when he answered, “They were so cute, (Y/N). I couldn’t resist! I just wanted to find them a home and then I suddenly remembered I had a home that’s very cat-friendly.”

“But you have too many cats!”

“The cats will be friendly with each other.” He says this with a hopeful smile but, seeing the look of disbelief on your face, added, “In the near future.”

“You are unbelievable,” you huff, standing up and placing your hands on your waist. “You spend so much already and you just keep on adding more to your expenses. You let me live in your house but you act like I’m not even here when your cats are around. You get more and more cats but you aren’t even here most of the time. I know you love them, I know you love me, but do I look like a cat nanny to you?”

He was silent. He thought you were cute when you were mad, but he couldn’t miss the genuine annoyance in your eyes. He didn’t know what to do.

“Why are you pouting?” you asked as his thick lips started doing just that. Any anger you felt suddenly disappeared, but you still tried to look mad.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” he says. “You’re not a cat nanny. I was being inconsiderate.”

You stare at your boyfriend, letting out a sigh when you see his hands move slowly to play with his new cats. “Am I actually dating a cat lady?”

He smiles at this and looks at you with bright and hopeful eyes, holding a white kitten up to you. “So is it okay?”

You sigh again and say, “It’s not like you can send them back.”

In the place of his pout a few seconds ago, a content smile adorned his face as he started stroking the cat in hand gently. “But I’m naming them,” you declare.

He stopped his actions momentarily and you knew he was thinking it over. One of the things he loved you for was your kindness and another was your creativity. He knew you could think up a great name, but he also knew that your humor and very slight annoyance might get in the way.

“Sure.” He should just prepare himself.

You took a golden-ish one into your arms, cradled it for a moment, and decided that this would be called Muffin. The brown one in the box would be called Hershey, and you tried to get the white kitten your boyfriend was holding but he wouldn’t let go.

“Aish, you’re already attached to her,” you say and he offers a small smile. “Is that a she?”

“That’s what Mr. Pet Shop Owner told me,” he replies.

You look into the cat’s bright eyes for a while and finally decided. “Queen.”

Bambam seemed happy enough with the names so he passed Queen to you and took Hershey out of the box. You spoke up, “Speaking of Queen, when do you think we could watch Bohemian Rhapsody?”

“Um,” he starts as Muffin started playing with Hershey. “Soon?”

“That’s what you said last time,” you say, rolling your eyes. “I should have just watched with Jaebeom and Youngjae.”

“I’ll take you to watch that!” he blurts immediately. He still can’t help but feel a little awkward with you going out with his friends without him. “I don’t know when ‘soon’ is but I promise you it’ll happen before it stops showing in the cinemas.”

“I’m going to hold you to that,” you say. “Or else I’m never watching a movie with you again.”

“Why are you limiting our date options?” The pout resurfaces.

You laugh at his childish antics, and you were still laughing when he had come back from opening the door of his room to let the four other cats out. He set the two new cats down and you did the same. Every time you would laugh at them, he would turn to you with a pout. He always acted as if you really offended him, but you still loved him.

He loved you too, of course.

And so, the cat couple lived happily ever.

Well, until he buys another ten cats.

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T-shirt Thief

Request: #115 for @thatpinchofawesomeness with Youngjae (B.A.P) – “Is that a pile of my t-shirts I see in your room?”

thatpinchofawesomeness said:

Can I request 115 for youxidol with Yoo Youngjae? 🤧

Word count: 1369

“Hey Y/N, I’m heading out to do a laundry run, do you need anything washed?”

You glanced up from the textbook you were studying from and over to the clothing pile on the floor of your room, before looking at Youngjae. You shook your head rapidly. His gaze had followed yours and he smirked.

“It’s not horrible for housemates to save money and do their laundry together, you know.”

It made logical sense. You could both fit all your washing into the one load and save on money. As college students that would make perfect sense. But the idea of your hot housemate seeing your undergarments made you re-evaluate his offer. You didn’t have the most amazing sets of lingerie and whilst you didn’t want him thinking about what was under your clothes, well, you didn’t want him thinking you weren’t glamorous under them either.

It was an unspoken rule that women all had a hierarchy of undergarments, a small few that you wore for special occasions, others that weren’t as cute but were comfortable to wear all the time, and the semi-retired sets – the ones that hadn’t given up on you yet, but they weren’t as supportive or as fresh as they once were.

The longer you were thinking over your undergarments with Youngjae standing there, the faster your cheeks were turning a cherry red and you could literally see the wheels of an idea forming in his head.

You cursed your cousin for moving out and inviting his friend to live with you instead.

“Y/N, don’t be such a child over it. This is just laundry.” He stepped closer to your pile of clothes and you leapt up, defending your dirty washing before he could reach it. He smirked. “If it makes you feel more comfortable you can think of it this way too. My underwear is going to mix in with yours too.”

He wasn���t helping.

“So we can be equally embarrassed.”

“It’s not that expensive to use the Laundromat, Youngjae.”

“Do I have to spell it out? I don’t like doing these things on my own. If I pay, you’ll come with me right?”

You groaned, you could see the sincerity in his eyes. “Deluxe wash?”

“I’ll even buy you a coffee.”

And so laundry became a shared task from that day out, a time to relax or discuss household chores and errands, and over time you didn’t even bat an eyelid at Youngjae touching your bras as he pulled things out to put into the dryer. After all, you had learned he had a similar level of clothing grades as you did and had to remind yourself not to start chuckling every time you saw his holey tees in the wash.

“You need to throw them out,” you had told him but he shook his head adamantly.

“No way, those babies have been through too many memories. I’ll just fix them or something. I normally layer things up and the distressed look is in, right? Besides, I can make anything look good.”

You hated how egotistical he was, but he was also right. Youngjae could make those tragic excuses of clothing look great on him. All the same, you had started piling them together to mend when you had time in between your studies. Sure, you had started alternating in who would pay for the laundry, but most of the time he still insisted on calling it a coffee and laundry date, and you had to keep reminding yourself it was simply platonic. So, to pay back for the coffee, you had started fixing his shirts.

What you didn’t want him to ever find out was that even after they had been washed, his scent still lingered on his tees. Or that you had conveniently stacked them near your bed and whenever you were having a hard time with studying, you would reach for one as you tried to sleep at night, hugging it to yourself and feeling a weird sense of comfort. Soon you were wearing them to bed; they were comfier than any PJ shirt you owned.

You were embarrassed you had gone to such lengths but he hadn’t noticed either.

There was a knock at your bedroom door and you had just gotten into bed, wearing one of Youngjae’s tees to sleep in after a stressful exam revision. You were exhausted and knew sleeping with one of his tees would help you relax enough to get a better night’s rest.

Before you could do much about the box you stored them in or hide it away, Youngjae was in your room. You thanked him silently for not turning on the light as he approached you in the dim lighting. He sat down on your bed and you gulped, gripping at the blankets in hopes he wouldn’t see what you were wearing. You were certain even in the dim lighting he was going to catch you in the act and realise how much of a pathetic human you were for dealing with your one-sided crush in such a weird manner.

You desperately tried to make yourself look less suspicious.

“Hey, I found one of your bras in amongst my washing pile again,” he mentioned casually and held up the undergarment. You cringed at how he held it in his grasp, dangling it in front of your face. “You’re not doing a very good job at sorting our clothes out after laundry day.”

“Sorry, the static tends to make bras hide within clothes,” you replied and you could make out his smirk in the darkness as he dropped the bra down on you.

“Clinging to me, huh?”

You gasped involuntarily, he had no idea how his sentence related right now. You inwardly begged him to leave now that he had delivered the bra and so you could put the tee away in the box and then push it far away. You would mend every single one after your exam and promptly give them back so you would never get almost caught out like this again.

His eyes soon fell from yours, the amusement departing his face for a moment. “Is that a pile of my t-shirts I see in your room?”

“Huh? What, no.”

“Are you sure?” he asked again, leaning closer. You tried to shift in front of his gaze and divert his attention. He moved around you and picked one up. “Hey, I’ve been looking for this one!”

“I was going to fix them for you,” you blurted out and Youngjae glanced at you, reaching down to tap on your bedside lamp. The sudden light illuminating your faces made you blink rapidly but when your eyes settled, you found Youngjae staring at you. Or most specifically, the familiar fabric poking out from under your sheets from your movement.

“You know, Y/N, if you wanted to wear something of mine, you should do so before it’s washed.”

“What?” you asked dumbly, sitting up a little.

Youngjae smirked. “If it’s the scent you’re after, it’s better before you wash it.”

“Um, it was just that they’re more comfort–”

You sucked in a deep breath when he suddenly pulled his tee off of his body, your eyes unable to not land upon his bare skin. Thankfully, he threw it at your face and you were momentarily blinded by the fabric until you moved it away. Youngjae had gotten up and moved to the door.

“Sleep with that on instead, it will bring you more comfort.”

“Youngjae, I–”

He cut you off again with another smirk before continuing. “I hope though that maybe you can start sleeping without those for comfort and come seek me out instead. You’re not the only one affected here.”

He shut the door then and you blinked slowly, holding onto the warm tee within your hands.

Youngjae didn’t think you were weird. Or any weirder than usual. And he had given you his own shirt off his back to sleep in. You quickly changed from the one you were wearing and into the one Youngjae had given you, slipping back down into your bedding and inhaling gently.

He was right, you could smell his cologne more easily now.

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[peachyfic]

The Best Thing I Ever Bought - BamBam

January 2nd. Youngjae

January 3rd. BamBam

The Eevee was softly smiling at you when you opened your eyes in the next morning. You replayed some moments in your mind from the date and for a second you almost forgot that you are meeting someone else again. Your best friend reminded you with a text message in which she told you the time and location of the next date. 

When you checked out the address, you were surprised that BamBam wanted to meet you in a mall. You thought it’s a bit odd but it might be good to get a rest from all the sports and games and just have fun looking around in stores. Besides malls always have a good variety of food to eat from. 

You quickly jumped out of bed and got ready for the date. This time you decided to be a little more stylish as your friend warned you BamBam most likely will end up dressing up in Gucci clothes and flashy accessories from head to toe. This made you a little worried as you looked at your closet with all the brandless average looking clothes you owned. Still, you managed to dig out a decent looking outfit that could have passed for something that came from a famous brand. 

Before you left your room, you took one last glance at the Eevee, and then you rushed out to catch your bus on time. 

The bus got into a little traffic as it was still early and people were leaving for work. You texted your best friend that she should let BamBam know that you will be late. In return, she texted that he will be late too. Off to a good start. 

Fifteen minutes late and you arrived at the entrance to the mall. The morning sun was beautifully shining, making it hard for you to look at the clear sky. There were no clouds to be seen but it didn’t really matter as you were most likely to spend your whole day in the mall.

While you were lost in your thoughts about the beautiful weather, a boy a few meters away noticed you and kept on checking you out. He was looking at his phone and a description of you, which he tried to match with the real flesh and bones. At last, he decided it must be who he is looking for, so he approached you. 

“Are you y/n?” The tall and skinny figure appeared, blocking the sun. At first, you didn’t know what to make out of him as it was just a regular college-aged guy in a shirt and a backpack. In addition with extra skinny and ripped jeans that made his already thin legs look like sticks. But his face though, it was different but very handsome. He looked nervous and so were you. 

“Yes, I’m waiting for a date,” you said with a little hesitance in your tone. 

“Oh I’m BamBam, you are waiting for me,” he said now with a big smile on his face. He looked relieved but his outfit was different from what you expected.

“Sorry to mention this but my friend told me you might dress into something expensive looking so at first I didn’t think it’s you,” you explained nervously as you were afraid he might think that you were a materialistic girl. 

“Well she is right I do tend to dress in trendy and expensive clothes but I didn’t want to get people’s attention on me and make you feel uncomfortable so I dressed more like a regular guy. But don’t worry, I have money, I’m not as broke as I look,” he added and you shook your head. 

“Don’t worry about it, that’s not why I asked. You could have 1000 won on your bank account and I would still be happy to date you,” you replied but then you realized this might have sounded pushy. 

“Great then! It was already hard to choose something normal looking from my closet so I’m glad it did the job,” he laughed and you thought how weird it is that you tried to get something fancy looking out of your closet to look more luxurious than you are actually, while BamBam did exactly the opposite. “Should we get coffee? I can’t start my day without it,” he said with a sigh. 

Inside you found a small Kakao Friends themed cafe where he bought iced americano for both of you, while you ordered some pastries for breakfast. 

“So did you like the date with Jackson hyung and Youngjae hyung?” He asked and you almost choked on your coffee. You were surprised he didn’t only know their names but he also called them hyung which indicated that they must be close. 

“You guys know each other?” You asked with wide eyes and for a second he didn’t answer. 

“Oops, maybe you weren’t supposed to know? I don’t know. I think it’s fair of you to know that we are all friends. But don’t worry, we didn’t talk about the dates. They refused to say anything. That’s the rule. It’s just happened that your best friend’s friend knows all seven of us,” he explained but that didn’t make you feel a lot better.

“But if a miracle happens and I do end up with one of you, that’s going to be a bit awkward,” you said while thinking about all the different scenarios. 

“Don’t worry y/n, nobody will make it awkward. One date is just a date like a friendly meet up. But you have to be careful. Because if you choose one of us and it doesn’t work out after almost getting in a relationship with that person and you choose someone else from us, then yes that will be awkward,” he warned you and you sighed deeply. Suddenly the pastry wasn’t tasting too good. 

“So I need to make a smart decision,” you said and he nodded. 

“Exactly, but don’t worry. Finish up your breakfast and then we can begin our shopping session, which is almost like therapy from all the stress,” he added and you quickly finished your breakfast even though you felt like throwing up.

The two of you started to look around on the first floor of the mall where you checked out different clothing stores. BamBam tried on some outfits and every time he came out of the fitting room he asked your honest opinion. Well for sure he had a bold and expensive taste and everything he put on he looked great in. And he knew it. 

“Y/n I think this outfit is really dope, don’t you think?” He asked and you nodded in agreement. In a different case, you would have been utterly bored and fed up with a guy’s vanity but BamBam was entertaining and you couldn’t tell anything bad about him. 

“So far, whatever you put on made you look like a model, so if you buy something similar to a garbage bag, you could make that your own too,” you told him which made him feel really proud.

“I guess I should bring you with me whenever I go shopping,” he replied and you chuckled.

“Please do, I’m actually having fun.”

After he chose a couple of clothes for himself, he helped to refresh your outfit a little bit. He begged you to try clothes even that were out of your comfort zone. Well, not necessarily those kinds of clothes, but more like the ones you would never think they would fit you. But BamBam had great eyes for these kinds of things. 

“Wow, I look like a different person,” you said as you checked out your reflection in the mirror. BamBam sat in a comfortable chair with a smug smile on his face. 

“I told you, just ask the pro,” he said but if you wouldn’t have seen him in luxurious clothes like thirty minutes before, you wouldn’t have believed that he is an expert with his college boy look. 

“I really like this dress, but I don’t have money to buy it,” you said with a bit of a sad expression. 

“Ah, don’t worry about that. If you want it I can buy it for you. At least I would be happy to know that I helped you in dressing better,” he said as he looked at the clothes that you were wearing regularly. 

“Come on, I can’t look that bad,” you said, but when you looked into the mirror after wearing all those nice clothes going back to the more shabby ones, you had to agree with BamBam. “Anyway, I can’t accept that offer. It’s nice of you but that would be too much.”

“Y/n, don’t worry about it. Let’s just say I’m doing a favor for you... and for your closet,” he replied and you shook your head. 

“Absolutely not...” 

“Half price?”

“BamBam! And even half price is too expensive for me,” you sighed. 

“Y/n, look at all my bags... your dress doesn’t even cost as much as that shirt I bought for myself, and that’s only one out of ten others,” BamBam pointed at one of the Chanel bags. 

“But I would feel like I owe you with this much money,” you protested even more. 

“Okay, if you really don’t want it. But I’m sure Jinyoung hyung would have loved this dress on you...”

“Who?” You asked as the name was familiar but in that second you didn’t exactly know who is he talking about. 

“One of my hyungs that you will have a date with, after tomorrow, I think. This outfit is just his style. Here look how handsome he is,” BamBam said while taking out his phone and showing you a picture, well, probably of Jinyoung. You got really surprised when you saw it. 

“Okay, is there anyone of you who is not handsome? Like did you all become friends because you were top visuals?” You said, amazed. BamBam chuckled. 

“Well if you ask me Youngjae hyung is not that typical handsome guy, but...”

“Hold on mister, Choi Youngjae is really handsome, don’t you dare talk like that about him,” you suddenly got all defensive especially at how you suddenly got reminded of the previous day you had with him. 

“I didn’t say he wasn’t handsome at all, we are all are. But he is just not that typical flower boy like Jinyoung hyung and Mark hyung is,” he explained.

“Wait, is Mark the one who I’m meeting tomorrow? Can you show me his picture?” 

“Absolutely not. I already went against our rules as I talked way too much about them and even showed you a picture of Jinyoung hyung,” he replied hiding his phone away in his back pocket. 

“Fine...” 

“So should we go to the cashier?”

“We are not buying that dress!”

“Yes, we are not. I am buying it, come on, stop whining,” he said and you lost your patience. 

“But I’m buying lunch for us then,” you replied and BamBam happily nodded.

“You see, this is how we do business here,” he laughed and you got annoyed but at the same time, you were also thankful to him.

After he finally bought the dress for you, it was time for lunch. He dragged you to a Thai restaurant and told you all the special food and drinks you had to try. As he is Thai himself, he was an expert at this topic too. When you got your order you started to eat and that’s when you realized how hungry you were. Sure shopping can be exhausting too. Your legs were especially hurting. 

“So are you enjoying your day?” He asked and you nodded as your mouth was full. “I’m glad you do. I’m having a lot of fun too.”

“I’m kind of confused though because it’s our date but you are still helping me get prepared for the other dates and you talk a lot about your friends. I mean it’s a relief that you are this nice, but I’m just curious why are you acting this way?” You asked. He had a faint smile on his face while he drank from his drink.

“Well, I’m not sure. You know I generally think of myself as a selfless person, and I really love my hyungs and my friend Yugyeom. I think you are amazing and if you do end up with either of us, that will be great... But I’m not sure if you would choose me...” He said the last part with a softer voice, he seemed a bit unsure about his feelings and thoughts.

“All of you have equal chances with me and I will reflect on the dates once I finished,” you said but you did notice it didn’t make him feel any better. “But I really think that you are a great guy. It’s really fun to be with you, I don’t feel stressed. It’s like I’m having a fun shopping day with someone I have known for a long time.”

“I do feel that with you too. We can talk so freely and in a comfortable way,” he added.

“Exactly! It’s probably because you have such a friendly and open personality. I really like that about you,” when you said these words, a smile appeared on his face. 

“Okay, now I’m feeling better. So I guess I have a chance too...”

“Of course you do! And thank you again for the dress... You really didn’t have to,” you said still feeling a bit embarrassed by it. 

“I know I didn’t have to, but I wanted to. That money I would have spent on myself anyway, and believe me, I have way too many clothes already,” he chuckled and that made you feel better. 

“Well, this is definitely going to be one of the most memorable gifts from any of the dates I had and will have in my life,” you told him and his smile got even bigger. 

After you finished with lunch, you felt it’s time to relax even more. You found two massage chairs in the mall which needed a few hundred wons and in return, it gave you a full on massage that made both of you feel even more relaxed. 

“Wow, I love today,” BamBam said while the chair was shaking him up. 

“It’s been a while since I had this much fun while shopping,” you confessed. “I have to admit at first I thought it’s kind of odd to have a first date in a mall, but it all makes sense now.”

“I know just look at me! I mean not now, but when I dress more the way I usually do. You could tell then that malls are like Heaven to me. Though sometimes I do prefer online shopping, but getting back to the old days when you and your friends hung out in malls is kind of necessary to go back to where everything started,” he said philosophically and you had to agree with him. 

It was time for the two of you to say goodbye. You thanked again for the millionth time the dress that he bought. The two of you exchanged numbers and you had to promise BamBam that even if he is not the chosen one, you will still go shopping with him because he had a lot of fun too. He also thought that you had great opinions and insights while he was trying on different outfits. 

At home, you put on the dress again and took a picture of yourself in the mirror. You sent it to BamBam and told him he really has a good taste with clothes. “Okay but tomorrow you can’t wear this because you will spend the whole day outside with Mark hyung. Don’t catch a cold,” he texted back with a winky face. “Stop teasing me about my dates ><’” you wrote him back as he drove you crazy with all the hints and spoilers he was dropping. It was unclear how these dates will make you feel at the end, but for sure you gained a really good friend already in BamBam and who knows how can that continue from here?  

January 4th. Mark

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Someone Makes Fun Of You

JB

JB will not hesitate to put someone in their place, don't you ever worry about that! JB likes a joke just as much as the next guy, but he hates when the jokes are pointed at you. Even when they are harmless, JB is quick to shut them down. But if god forbid someone ever made fun of you to the point where your feelings got hurt. JB is not gonna hold back. He's definitely the type of person to give someone a warning that maybe it would be best if they stopped, and usually that would work. But if the other person isn't getting the message, then maybe JB will have a few nasty words to retaliate.

Mark

Mark’s main objectives in your relationship are to protect you and to keep you happy. Therefore, if someone is making fun of you and you are getting quite upset about it, then Mark will feel like he has failed on both parts. Mark wouldn't really care if the person that was making fun of you was his friend, if you are upset by their words, then Mark is gonna give that person one chance to stop talking and to apologise to you. Truthfully, I can see Mark to be the type of person who can get quite angry when it comes to you, so be careful, because if someone pushes him too far, Mark could turn quite nasty.

Jackson

Jackson would be very conflicted at first. He knows that what his friend is saying is not necessarily out of malice, and he really doesn't want to start an argument with one of his friends. It's fair to say that boys never really understand that girls really don't like their ‘half banter, half mean’ jokes to each other. Initially he would try to encourage you to banter back, telling you it is just a joke. But when Jackson notices that his friend has taken it a bit too far, Jackson would suggest that maybe they should talk about something else. Jackson wouldn't tackle the problem, but rather move around it.

Jinyoung

Jinyoung is a stoic hero, we all know that. But he is also the most teasing and infuriating person you will ever meet. Part of Jinyoung’s persona is teasing other people, this boy just thrives off it. Unfortunately, this is where you might fall into a problem. Jinyoung would probably be the last out of the boys to notice if someone has taken a joke too far. Simply because he doesn't always know when he has taken it too far with someone else. Jinyoung would be less about telling that person to stop, and more about encouraging you to not take it to heart. But let's be real, that is the most annoying response ever!

Youngjae

Something just tells me that Youngjae really doesn't like being the punch line of a joke. He doesn't really like when people make fun of him, whether it is out of light hearted humour or malice. This isn't necessarily a bad thing though, because it would make Youngjae so much more empathic than the other boys. Because he knows how much words can hurt, he knows that your reactions aren't dramatic or over the top. Youngjae would definitely just try to avoid joking at someone’s expense all together, trying to divert the conversation onto a different topic. Youngjae is definitely a silent hero.

Bambam

Okay so we have another one who enjoys teasing others, so sometimes can be out of tune with people’s emotions. Having said that though, Bambam is absolutely one of those people who believes that only he can tease you, because he can make up for it with lots of kisses. Bambam is not that keen when other people try to tease you, mainly because he can't control what they are going to say. Bambam knows your limits, other people don't. Bambam would know straight away if someone upset you, and suddenly you have just unlocked savage Bambam! May everyone in that room be very afraid, BB does not hold back.

Yugyeom

Yugyeom does not like seeing you upset, there is absolutely no dispute there. Yugyeom is a prankster, but it's more of that childish and practical humour, not having a laugh at someone’s expense. Truly, Yugyeom really does not like that humour as he knows that is probably the quickest way to upset someone. If you got upset by someone, Yugyeom would not hesitate before calling someone out on their behaviour. He would definitely try to stay non confrontational, but at the end of the day, Yugyeom needs to show you that he will protect you from harm no matter what.

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Got7: How You Meet

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Mark:

It was a bit cold outside so you and your friends had stopped in a coffee shop to warm up. You had order your drink and waited for it to be made. With your coffee in your hand, you turned around to immediately bump into someone. In the process, your cup got tipped over which meant it spilled all over the both of you. 

“I am so sorry,” he replied in shock, making you look up at him. He had somehow grabbed napkins off the counter without you noticing and handed you some. You began blotting at the spot on your jacket while he did the same. 

“It’s okay,” You said as you glanced up at him. “I should have looked to make sure no one was behind me.” After giving him a soft smile, you went over to the table where your friends were with only a half filled cup of coffee. 

Throughout the time you were hanging out and talking to your friends, you felt like someone was watching you. Looking around the room, you met eyes with the boy from earlier. The guy he was with was talking to him but you could clearly see he wasn’t paying attention. 

“The gentleman over there wanted me to give this to you,” someone said, breaking you from his eyes. The young boy that had been behind the counter was handing you a cup. You took it with a thank you before looking to see there was something written on it. A phone number followed by the mystery boy’s name, Mark. 

Jaebum: 

Walking from home after work probably wasn’t such a great idea to do today. You didn’t look at the weather this morning before you left home and it ended up raining. Which means you didn’t have an umbrella.

So there you were, walking along the sidewalk home in the rain. Everytime you’d walk by a shop or cafe, you’d pop in the doorway to get away from it for a few minutes. With your hood pulled up over your head, you braced the rain again and walked along the side of the building.

Suddenly a shadow appeared over you, making you look to see a boy holding up an umbrella. “You shouldn’t be out here. You’ll catch a cold,” he said when he saw you’re confused face. “Let me walk to rest of the way with you so you won’t get wet anymore.”

He seemed harmless but with how it was nowadays he could be crazy. “No thank you.” you told him as nicely as you could. “I have no idea who you are. So I don’t know if you’ll do something bad.” The last statement made him laugh.

“I may be a stranger but I promise I won’t do anything to hurt you. I just simply want to walk you wherever you were headed so you’re not in the rain anymore,” He said as his steps still followed next to you. “If it makes you feel any better, my name is Jaebum.”

Jackson:

You were a big fan of Jackson Wang and his work. Ever since you saw Got7’s debut, he always was your favorite. So when your best friend had told you he was having a solo concert near your town, you knew you had to go.

Fast forward to about 2 months later, you were waiting in line to get into the show. You were wearing your Wang merch shirt as your best friend stood next to you. Bouncing on your feet in excitement as the line finally started moving.

The show ended up being just as amazing as you had expected. He performed your favorites as well as a few unreleased songs. You and your best friend danced the whole time while singing almost every lyric. So it was sad when the show ended, meaning you had to go home. With it being so crowded since everyone was leaving, you had somehow ended up in a hallway full of doors. You were also separated from your best friend.

“What do you think you’re doing back here?” A man in a black shirt that read security came your way. “And how did you get back here?” He grabbed you by the arm and started to drag you away from the area. He didn’t listen as you tried to explain yourself and that he was hurting you a bit.

“Let her go. You’re hurting her.” A slightly familiar voice yelled from the other end. You turned your head to see none other than the Jackson Wang. “Did you hear me? I said to let her go.” Finally the security guard let go of you. You reached up and lightly rubbed the already forming red mark on your arm. He shooed the man away before looking to where you stood.

“He shouldn’t have been so rough with you,” He said after apologizing for what felt like a hundred times. “Let me make it up to you. I’ll give you some stuff to take home, since it looks like you are fans. And you’ll give me your number so that I can give you tickets to my next show.”

Turns out that wasn’t the only reason why he wanted your number.

Jinyoung:

Today was any normal day at JYP Entertainment as a solo artist. Vocal exercises, dance practices, social media updates. So when your manager pulled you into the big boss’ office, you knew something was different. Except you didn’t know how. Where you in trouble? Were they gonna drop you from the label?

It was odd when Jinyoung of Got7 and his manager also joined you in the office. You could tell he was a bit nervous as well, so he probably was as clueless as you were. You two had never fully been introduced to each other, just simply passed each other in the hallways here and there.Even though you both both a fan of each other’s music, you were never given a reason to speak to each other.  

“You two are gonna have a song together,” J.Y. Park told you, making you both relax in your chairs. So it was good news, nothing bad. “You will each record your parts. Then you’ll work on the choreography and soon enough the song will make a debut.”

You two spent the next few months with each other a lot. Between practices and working on the hiccups of the whole opportunity, you became good friends. You eventually started to develop feelings for the boy as you spent so much time together. So when it was time to debut the song, you two had such great chemistry onstage.

Youngjae: 

There you were, after months of waiting you had finally been able to get into a GOT7 fan signing. It felt unreal. The seven boys you had watched for years were there in front of you, sitting at a long table as you waited in line for your turn. It felt like forever, but the time finally came as you went up the steps to the platform.

Mark was the first one you approached at the table. He signed your album while asking you a few questions about your day. Then slid the book to Jinyoung. It went down the line a few times until finally you approached Youngjae, who was your bias.

You easily talked to the other boys before him but since he was your favorite, it made you a bit shy. He thought you were the cutest thing. He talked to you for a little bit, sad when the line started to move. Which made you go to the next boy.

It upset him a bit when you sat and talked to BamBam a little bit longer than you should have but it’s not like he could have done anything. The second he had saw you waiting in line, he kept looking back to make sure you were still waiting to meet them. So when you were finally in front of him, he was super happy. He just wishes he could have talked to you a little longer.

Little did you know he had slipped something more than just an autograph into your album while he had talked to you. So when you were on your way home, you opened the book to just check and make sure all the autographs were there since you felt like it was all a dream. Sure enough every boy had signed it but Youngjae’s also had a phone number next to it.

BamBam:

You have worked retail since you hit the age of being able to work. And working at a high-end brand shop, you had a lot of celebrities coming in, so at this point you were used to it. But this time you had no clue who this person was.

Girls were standing outside the front doors, screaming and trying to get pictures. Your manager ended up locking the doors so no one else could come in while the guy shopped around. So that meant you were kind of stuck there till he left.

You sat on the cushioned couch in the corner of the store, playing on your phone since you were done working for the day. He had approached you and took a seat next to you.

“Now why do you look like you’re not so happy to be here?” He asked curiously. You looked up from your phone and at him. Up close, you still had no idea who he was or what he did for a living. But you could tell he had expensive taste with how he was dressed.

“It’s not that. I just finished my shift when you came in. And now I’m stuck here till you leave cause of all those girls outside,” you told him with a hint of annoyance in your voice. “And I had plans with one of my friends.”

“How about I take you out to lunch then. Since I’m making you miss your plans,” He suggested. “The names BamBam.” That made you laugh a bit.

“BamBam?” You questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Is that you’re real name or are you just messing with me?” It was his turn to laugh. With a shake of his head he stood back up to his feet.

“That’s just a nickname. My real name is too hard to pronounce.” He replied and held out his hand to help you to your feet. “Now come on. I’m gonna take you to lunch.”

Yugyeom:

JYP Entertainment had picked a group of female dancers to work with the main dancers of some of the groups. So there you were in the practice room waiting for the choreographer to tell you who your partner was gonna be.

To pass up time, you practiced in front of the mirror for a few minutes. You didn’t realize Yugyeom from Got7 was in the corner of the room, watching your every move. He was impressed and was gonna try everything he could for you to be his partner.

The choreographer went to the front of the room after Yugyeom has spoke to him. He held a clipboard in his hands as he read off the partners. After he said a few names, yours was said along with Yugyeom.

You two went over and stood next to each other as you waited to be told what to do next. “I actually told him I had to have you as a partner,” the taller male said quietly so only you could hear. His cheeks were a bit red as he became a bit shy. “I was watching you dance just a few minutes ago and thought we’d be great together.”

You couldn’t help but smile at his confession. He was pretty cute especially with how shy he was. “Well let’s prove that then since you had the choreographer switch people around so we could be partners.” You told him.

Sure enough you two ended up being in the center of the whole thing cause your chemistry was really great.

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