#Bambam Angst

[spacequokka]

Oh I’m glad you are 🥰.

Anyways can I request some were Yugyeom and y/n are in a relationship but Yugyeom shares everything to bambam to the point he basically knows everything that is going on with them and haves seen her nudes ( you don’t have to add the part if your not confortable ) and they get in a argument you can decide on the one ending 💕

Everything Changed

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader x BamBam Genre: Established Romance, F2L, Angst Rating: T Summary: You notice a change in BamBam’s behavior during an ordinary game night. A few questions later and the ground is dropping from underneath your feet. Word Count: 1.6k Warnings: mentions of sexting and a nude, lmk if i missed something

A/N: Sorry I took so long to do this! 😭 I tweaked some bits, but I hope this fits what you were looking for.

BamBam knew it was an accident. Yugyeom was always texting him stupid memes and gifs. “Copy Image” was his second best friend. Waking up to duplicate messages or screenshots meant for others was nothing new to him.

But a nude was.

There was no telling what the hell Yugyeom was doing when he did it. Maybe sitting on his phone wrong or drunk sexting. He was sure there was a logical reason for getting a nude of his best friend’s girlfriend. There had to be.

[Yug:] shit my b

[Yug:] delete that

[Yug:] like rn

See? An honest mistake.

[Bam:] yea no prob

[Yug:] this never happened

[Yug:] or else 🔪

[Bam:] bet 😅

BamBam shook his head and scrolled up to the picture. Time slowed to a stop as he glanced at it, committing the image to memory before long-pressing on it and choosing delete. Like Yugyeom said, no one needed to know. It was a secret he would take to his grave.

Or so he thought.

Saturday nights were reserved for hanging out with friends. If the crowd was big enough, then there’d be club-hopping or going to the movies. This time nearly everyone had called off save for BamBam. When Yugyeom suggested the three of you staying in with games and pizza, you didn’t object. The two of them were more than enough to keep the night entertaining. They were clowns who couldn’t drive, barely good enough to keep up with you in Rainbow Six, and terrible at teamwork based play.

You were sandwiched between them on the couch waiting on their last round of a Mortal Kombat match for your turn. So far, they were tied and this would declare the winner. Both were leaned forward with their elbows on their knees, concentration at its highest. You had to admit. Yugyeom never looks hotter than when he gets that look in his eyes. With his body in full contact of yours from shoulder to knee from sitting on the tiniest sofa he could find in IKEA, you were getting distracted with thoughts of the things you could do once the night started to wind down.

“Oh, come on!” Yugyeom spat and dropped his control upon defeat. “You kept doing the same bitch move.”

BamBam shrugged. “If it’s in the game, it’s fair play.”

“Oh, fuck you.” Yugyeom shot up from his seat, inadvertently pushing you against BamBam.

Your breast brushed along the length of his bicep before you caught yourself with a hand on his thigh. “Yug!”

“Bullshit.” Yugyeom muttered as he stomped off to the kitchen.

BamBam’s hands trembled as he gently righted you. “What a sore loser.”

“No, for real.” You frowned at Yugyeom’s back, missing the way BamBam bit his bottom lip before pulling away. When your boyfriend disappeared, you turned back to his bestie with a weak smile. “Ready for another match? I get to play against the winner.”

He swallowed and looked away. “Uh, sure. Just let me run to the bathroom first.” He was up before you could reply, accidentally giving you a face full of his crotch before disappearing down the hall. You blinked a few times. Was he…hard? You knew your brush against him was more than the usual contact you two ever had, but popping a boner like he was a preteen was a bit much. It was nothing like the confident flirt you’d come to know him as.

Yugyeom returned first, face still as sour as when he left, and plopped down with three bottles of soju. “Where’d fuckface go?”

“Um, bathroom.” You pointed with your thumb. “Is he…” How did you ask this without sounding weird? “Is he okay? I mean like, getting laid and stuff?”

Yugyeom’s eyes snapped to your face. “What?”

You groaned. Honestly, you should’ve just pretended nothing happened. “You pushed me on him and he ran off to the bathroom with a…boner. Did he take a vow of celibacy or something?” Of all the reactions you expected, it wasn’t Yugyeom blushing. First, the tips of his ears before spreading to his cheeks. His eyes were wide, every bit of a deer caught in headlights. Better known as his guilty face. Your eyes narrowed with suspicion. “What did you do? And do not lie to me.”

His bottom lip quivered, and he bit it before turning away and looking down at his hands. “You’re gonna get mad.”

“Okay, but the longer you take to spit it out determines how mad I’ll be. What could you have done to cause that?”

“Cause what?” BamBam cut in, awkwardly taking his seat next to you, this time doing his best to avoid touching you.

It only made you double down and poke Yugyeom’s neck. “What. Did. You. Do?”

Yugyeom flinched and spared an apologetic look to BamBam before he spoke in a tiny voice. “I accidentally sent your nude to him.”

“You what?” Your voice was eerily flat, devoid of emotion as the words replayed in your head. Yugyeom started to repeat himself, but you were quick to shut him up. “How the hell do you accidentally send a nude?!”

“I do it all the time!”

“WHAT?” You shot up to your feet and backed away from them.

“No! Not like that.” BamBam held up his hands. “He accidentally sends me stuff all the time. This was the first time a pic of you came up.”

“R-right! Please, it was an accident. I’d never do that on purpose. You know I love you.” Yugyeom slid off the couch and onto his knees rubbing his hands together. “I’d never disrespect you like that.”

Seeing him like this was enough to douse your outrage. “Okay, well then, why is BamBam afraid to touch me now?” You looked at him and addressed him directly. “You deleted it, right?”

Now it was BamBam’s turn to be sheepish and guilty. “I did. I just…can’t forget what I saw. I thought things would be the same as before,” he spared Yugyeom a sad look of his own, “but being around you fucks my head up now. I’m honestly having a hard time keeping a ‘friend, off-limits’ label on you.” He covered his face with his hands and exhaled hard. “I just—I know it’s fucked up and I’m sorry, you guys.”

Stunned silence filled the room and for the longest no one spoke. You could feel the comfortable life you’d come to have with them start to crack, and as the silence wore on, knew it wouldn’t be long before it all fell apart. But what to do? They were best friends long before you came into the picture. You couldn’t say for sure Yugyeom wouldn’t choose BamBam over you, and even if he did, it’d tear him apart in the long run. BamBam would sacrifice their friendship for Yugyeom’s happiness, but it’d set him decades back to his old, standoffish teen ways. You could leave and never look back, but you’d be leaving a large chunk of yourself in their hands. They’d become a large part of your life and starting over from scratch was a scary prospect.

Unable to come up with something to say, you sank to the floor and hugged your knees. Just a little longer, and there’d be nothing anyone could say or do.

“What if—” Yugyeom whispered, barely louder than the background noise of the tv, “What if you dated BamBam, instead?”

Your neck popped with how fast you looked up at him. “What?”

“Are you insane?” BamBam grimaced. “Why the fuck would she do that?”

Yugyeom picked at his fingers, head bowed as he blinked rapidly. “This is my fault. I-I fucked up, right? So I should be the one punished. I could back off and let you two see how things go. I could.”

“But I was the one who memorized the pic!” BamBam immediately ducked his head once the confession was out. “I’m the one who made everything awkward and weird.”

You rolled your eyes. “By that logic, it’s my fault for even taking the pic in the first place. You’re both dorks when it comes to women. You’re acting the way I’d expect him to react if we weren’t dating.” You looked at Yugyeom. “And if we broke up, what will you do? Sit on his couch while he cuddles with me like nothing’s wrong? I thought you loved me. How could you let me go so easily?”

“I didn’t say it wouldn’t hurt me!” Yugyeom finally looked up, eyes watery as his lips trembled. “I just don’t want you two to be unhappy. If you at least had each other, I could try to move on. You both mean the world to me.”

Silence followed again, but it was much heavier than before. Yet, in that heaviness, there was a spark of hope. Your throat ran dry at the thought, the absolute madness, of the idea. You had to swallow around the lump that suddenly formed. “Yug?”

He looked at you, tears spilling down his cheeks. “Yeah?”

“Think you could share?” You chuckled nervously, licked your lips and tried again. “I mean, might as well. I know you tell him everything, anyway.” You turned your attention to your pants, picking at a stray thread. “It’s better than us falling apart and not speaking or whatever. What’s one more dork to deal with gonna hurt—”

“Do you mean it?” Yugyeom cut you off. “You’re not just saying it, are you? Because if you’re okay with it, I don’t mind at all.” His eyes were wide yet still watery, as if he wanted to hope but didn’t dare tip over just yet. “You don’t have to do—”

“I do.” You said firmly. “Like you said. I love both of you. If nothing else, we should try.” You gave a little shrug. “Love’s messy like that.”

[sweetestofchaos]

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕟 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ↣ BAMBAM ↣ 𝟙,𝟠𝟙𝟞

Trope: Friends to Lovers Waring(s): SFW. Angst. Mentions of pregnancy. Angst!Bambam Chapter(s): 4 of 6 Description: Being the baby momma of an idol wasn’t easy and you’re not sure if you can do it. Paring(s): Bambam & Fem!Reader Taglist: @thatoneoldergroupstan @chrisellesism​ @proudahgase-got7​

Masterlist

Previous // Next

Having a baby with Bambam was easier said than done. JYP was informed and it seemed like all hell broke loose. The guys were in and out of many meetings with the higher ups, their comeback for their upcoming album Breath of Love: Last Piece was a mess and Bambam was never around. It was hard to find time for each other and you started to feel worse and worse about the situation with each passing day. Bambam would joke around and always laugh, but everyone could tell he was running on empty. Today was one of the rare days that you would be able to meet up with Bambam and you were worried. You had something that you needed to tell him, and you knew that it would break his heart.

You are running late, your hair was giving you a hard time today, so you decided to twist the front and leave the back out. You threw on a pink off the shoulder top, a black cropped leather jacket, ripped boyfriend jeans, white and silver lace up heels and silver square earring with a matching necklace. Your phone goes off and you quickly answer it seeing that it’s Bambam.

“Hey! I’m leaving my place now.”

Bambam laughs on the phone. “That’s fine doll. I’m leaving the studio shortly, so if you get there before me go head and order whatever yah?”

“Is everything okay?” You grab your purse and head out the door, locking it behind you.

“Yeah…it’s all good. I gotta go, I’ll see you in a bit.” Bambam hangs up and you sigh.

You drive to the restaurant and find a table far away from everyone else. It’s going to be an early dinner, Bambam had said that he wanted to eat a lot, so you both agreed on hot pot. You sit down and pull out your phone, browsing on Twitter and Instagram to pass the time. You order an ice water for yourself and a few appetizers to hold you over until Bambam comes. You pick at the food, not really in the mood to eat at all.

“Hey doll.” You lift your head and frown at Bambam’s appearance. He looks tired and overworked. He’s wearing black ripped jeans, a baggy green sweater, and black boots. Bambam sits next to you and kisses your cheek. “Hey lil man!” Bambam tickles your stomach, and you slap his hands away with a laugh.

“Will you stop that,” You shove Bambam’s shoulder, and he laughs.

“Did you already order?”

“Only what’s on the table.”

“Bet.” Bambam grabs a set of chopsticks and starts to dig into the food. “This is soooo good.” Bambam holds out his chopsticks and you take a bite of the food. It’s spicy and sweet, but you can’t swallow it. “Spit it out.” Bambam hands you a napkin and you turn away from him as you spit out the food. “He wasn’t feeling it?”

“No,” you frown and take a few sips of your water.

Bambam rubs your back and rests his hand on your knee. “Are you okay to eat here?” You nod your head and Bambam kisses your cheek. “Just take it slow, doll.”

Bambam follows you back to your place and the two of you head inside. Bambam locks the door and takes his shoes off setting them right next to yours. You head into the kitchen to grab drinks and Bam follows you.  

“Are you spending the night?” You ask grabbing two bottles of water from the fridge.

“Do I have any clothes left here?”

You think about what’s in your room and nod your head, “I know for sure that I copped a few shirts…there are three pair of your shorts here too.”

Bambam raises an eyebrow and laughs, “Just taking all my shit huh?”

“You weren’t wearing it.” You shrug your shoulders and hand Bambam a bottle of water. You walk past him, and he grabs hold of your hand. “What?”

“What’s on your mind doll? You’ve been a little stand offish since the restaurant.”

You click your tongue and pull you hand free from Bambam, “How about you get settled than we can talk okay?”

Bambam goes to refuse, but you walk out of the kitchen before he can say anything. Sighing Bambam heads into the guest bathroom while you head into yours to shower. You take a quick shower and hop out. You wrap a towel around your body and step out into your room, jumping when you see Bambam sitting on the bed with a towel wrapped around his waist. You notice that your phone is on the bed next to Bambam instead of on the nightstand where you left it.

You heart fills with dread at you take a good look at Bambam’s profile, “Bam?”

Bambam shakes his head with a defeated sigh, “I got off the phone with your mom…” Bambam turns to face you and you bite your lip seeing his eyes misty with tears. “Going back to the States? How can you just up and leave?” Bambam’s voice is rough, he’s angry and hurt. “I thought we were going to make this work…why would you leave me?”

You walk over to the bed and sit beside Bambam, “You’re killing yourself babe. You look like shit and you’re spreading yourself too thin. I don’t want to be a burden on you.”

“Were you going to ask me what I wanted?” Bambam stares down at his hands, and you shake your head knowing that he can see you. Bambam’s laughter is dark and broken. “Get dressed…I-I want you to see something before you leave.”

Bambam grabs his clothes from your room and gets dressed quickly before he leaves. Sitting on the bed you groan and hold your head in your hands. Leave it to good ol’ Momma to ruin shit without knowing. You get dressed in a pair of pastel yellow sweats, a black tank top and the matching sweat jacket. Walking into the living room, you see Bambam on his phone typing away at the screen quickly. You clear you throat and Bambam stands up.

“Let’s go.” Bambam walks to the front door without looking back at you and you suck your teeth. You know Bambam would never hurt you, but you’re about fed up with his attitude…even though he has every right to be acting this way. You follow after Bambam and get into his car without a word. Bambam pulls out of your driveway and speeds through the streets. At a red light, Bambam glances at his phone and huffs before he types out a quick reply. The light turns green and Bambam pulls off, his grip on the steering wheel getting tighter and tighter. You keep one hand on your stomach, rubbing your thumb up and down as you stare out the window at the world.

You start to notice the buildings and your brows pull together in confusion when Bambam parks his car in the JYP parking lot. Bambam kills the engine and gets out, walking over to open the passenger side door for you. You get out and Bambam slams the car door shut before he grabs hold of your hand and leads you into the building.

“Am I allowed to be here after hours?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Bambam nods his head at the guards and head right to the elevators. The two of you wait in silence for the doors to open. One of the elevators opens and Bambam gently pushes you inside before he steps in after you.

“What are we doing here?” Bambam ignores you and types away on his phone. You lean against the metal wall and close your eyes feeling all your energy drain.

Bambam glances over at you and shoves his phone in his pocket. “Hey…” Bambam touches the side of your face, and you open your eyes. “Tired?” You nod your head and Bambam sighs. “I’ll take you home after this…just wait a little longer, okay?” Bambam wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you into his side letting you rest your weight against him. “You drive me fucking crazy, doll. You know that?” The elevator doors open and Bambam helps you out, not letting his hold on you go as he leads you down the hall of what you know to be the recording studios. Bambam stops in front of one door and knocks twice before he waits. There is shuffling on the other side and a few minutes later the door opens to reveal a tired looking Jaebeom. Jaebeom steps back and lets the two of you into the room. You look around and see that all GOT7 is there.

“What’s going on?” You look at each of the guys and they all look tired, but more so, they look hopeful.

“Have a seat Y/N,” Youngjae smiles at you and pats the spot next to him. You look at Bambam and he gives you a small push forward and you sit in between Youngjae and Mark.

“You ready?” Jaebeom asks and Bambam nods his head before he walks into the recording booth. Jaebeom sits down at the recording table next to Jackson and you stare at Bambam confused. Bambam puts on a pair of headphones and winks at you before Jaebeom gives him a thumbs up. Music fills the room, and you don’t know the song.

“He wrote this about you, so just listen, okay?” Jinyoung sits back with his arms resting on the length of the back of the couch while Yugyeom’s head is in his lap as he lays on the couch. You listen to the song and soon Bambam’s voice is all you can hear.

Nado eotteon geurimi geuryeojiljin molla Nareul binnaeneun geotbodan neoreul wihae golla Naui majimak moseup neoege da matchulge Barami bureoomyeon neol anajulge

The words hit your heart and your hand moves to your stomach. Bambam’s eyes lock with yours and he smiles as the rest of the song plays.

You can complete my circle You're the missing last piece

The ending notes of the song fade out and tears are rolling down your face. Bambam pulls his headphones off and leaves the recording booth. He walks over to you and lowers himself in front of you. “Stay here with me Y/N…please?” Bambam cups your face and wipes at your tears. “I love you.” A sob slips past your lips and Bambam is quick to silence you with a kiss so deep it takes your breath away. “I love you, doll.” Bambam rest his forehead against yours and looks into your watery eyes.

“I-I love you too,” You cry and the guys all clap making heat attack your face.

“So, you’re gonna stay here, right?” Jackson asks and you nod your head quickly.

“Thank fuck,” Yugyeom sighs with a large smile on his face.

[multiphandomunnies]

got7

reactions

girlfriend hugging them in their sleep

deserted island au

high school au

gf is a demon

s.o is shy with skinship

s.o is self conscious

imagines

mark

jackson

thank you

bf! jackson

trying again

single dad au

jaebum

it’s not too late

get over here

not now (*M*)

carnation

bf! jaebum

christmas special

i want to do these things with you

jinyoung

youngjae

bambam

christmas special

yugyeom

bf! yugyeom

let’s go out

[kwanisms]

please note that I am no longer actively writing for got7 and that by putting this groups in the 'archive' does not necessarily mean I will stop writing for them entirely. Any series originally planned for any members in the archive have either been put in the vault or recasted.

🔞 many of these works contain sexual content (18+ mdni) 🔞 ♤ — angst :: ♡ — fluff :: ♧ — smut ✍ — ongoing :: ⊝ — hiatus :: ⊗ — discontinued :: ✓ — completed

— oneshots

»» First Time ♧ i. jaebeom

➥ 3.1k; Y/N's first time with her boyfriend

»» Second Time ♧ i. jaebeom

➥ 3.1k; ever since her first time with her boyfriend, Y/N has felt like he was holding back. so she decides to see for herself what he's really like in bed.

»» Never Mine ♤ w. jackson

➥ 2.3k; jackson has fallen in love with Y/N, only there's a problem. Jinyoung is her boyfriend.

»» the Day Death Fell in Love ♤♧ p. jinyoung

➥ 12.5k; they say you only become a grim reaper if you've done something terrible in a past life. Whether or not that's true, Jinyoung didn't care. He had a job to do and he did his job well, guiding souls to the afterlife. That is, until he met Y/N.

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[knoxvillesjackass]

birthday - j.k

𝑗𝑜ℎ𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑑𝑎𝑦

words; 513

At first, I'd believed he was pranking me.

I'd thought, or at least hoped, that he was going to surprise me with a party, but he never did. He never even wished me a happy birthday.

Had he really forgotten my birthday?

We'd been together for almost 4 years, and now, he was forgetting my birthday?

I tossed and turned in the bed. It felt empty without him.

He was out, probably having a drink with his crew members after a long day of shooting, and I was all alone.

I looked at my watch. 00:00.

My birthday had officially passed, and Johnny wasn’t even with me.

I was boiling with sadness and anger and maybe even with a little bit of disappointment.

The bedroom door busted open. It was Johnny. He was alone.

“Hey babe,” he smiled. I looked up at him, my eyes narrowed in anger.

“I thought you were coming to watch the shoot today?” Johnny said and leaned down to meet my lips, but I turned around to face the wall just before he could kiss me.

“What’s wrong?” Johnny asked sounding concerned. I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

He really didn’t know, did he?

“Babe, what’s wrong?”

I felt him sit down on the bed and put a hand on my hip, but I flicked his hand away.

“What the fuck did I do wrong?” Johnny asked, desperate for an answer as to why I was so angry with him.

“Just-urgh, fuck you, Phillip,” I hissed through gritted teeth.

A tear rolled down my cheek and hit my pillow, but I quickly wiped it away with my hand.

“Y/N, what the fuck?” Johnny asked angrily and stood up, confused by my insult.

“It was my fucking birthday!”

I sat up and looked at Johnny.

“It was my birthday, PJ. Yesterday was my birthday, and you forgot,” I spat angrily and shook my head in annoyance.

“Oh, fuck,” Johny palmed his forehead and closed his eyes.

“Oh, fuck is right,” I said and wiped my eyes.

“Baby, I am so s-“

“Whatever,” I cut Johnny off and laid down again, my back facing him.

“Baby, please.”

His voice cracked and I could hear him breathing heavily. He rested his hand on my shoulder.

“I’m such an idiot,” he sighed and sat back down on the bed.

“A big idiot,” I mumbled and fidgeted with my fingers.

“The biggest of them all,” Johnny chuckled.

“It’s not funny,” I rolled my eyes.

Johnny reached over with both hands and managed to turn me around so that I was facing him.

“I really am sorry, baby. There’s no excuse other than the fact that I’m stressed out right now, but even that isn’t good enough, I know.”

Johnny laid down beside me, his face inches away from mine.

“I forgive you,” I mumbled and ran my fingers through his hair.

“I love you more than life itself. I don’t know if I even deserve you.”

I frowned, my chest tightening at his words. I scooted closer to him, cuddling into his chest. “That’s not true. I love you, Johnny.”

[oneproudaghase]

BamBam edit.

Man, it may not be that deep. But I know he struggles with angst sometimes. Also, edited the photo(s). Creative purposes. I don’t own them.

[icouldhyperfixatehim]

yow dinner at ongsa's was an excruciating watch. four people at that table and not one of them managed to cover themselves in glory

[astralis-ortus]

love, am i home?

✱ bestfriend!bc × gn!reader

— how can you tell it's not simply an infatuation?

w.count → 0.6k genre → angst, one-sided love warnings → minor cussing, mention of alcohol but no described consumption a.n → honestly i don't even know what i wrote i am feeling feelings soooo yeah! also, there's a few mentions of bambam as the home owner lol ⋆ see masterlist

“do you reckon i’ll fall in love someday?’

chan’s odd, unprovoked question nearly made you choke on the strawberry-lychee juice you were trying so hard to savor. worse, your heart also took a hit from it—which, frankly, you should have been preparing yourself for from the day you realized that your hiking heart bpm whenever chan was sitting a little too close was not exactly a normal reaction between friends.

“yeah,” you barely managed to quip a reply, setting your half-empty paper cup on the coffee table across the tan leather couch before chan could send another unwarranted hit on your poor heart. “i mean, didn’t you have a few relationships before?”

well fuck—now he’s going to elaborate, isn’t he. good job, dumbass.

sometimes you wonder why you’re trying so hard to be a good friend when you do realize it will only further tighten the chains wrapped around your chest. does bambam have some alcohol in the fridge? also, where the fuck is he?

“fair point,” a long sigh escaped his lungs as chan fully leaned onto bambam’s ridiculously large sofa, eyes tracing whatever interesting shape he could find on the ceiling of their still-missing friend’s apartment, “but i wonder if those feelings were actually… love, you know? not merely infatuation?”

“i don’t, actually,” you playfully snickered, hoping the faint smile on your lips would help in numbing the dull ache spreading on your chest. “i mean, as far as my experience goes, i think it has always been love for me.”

“and how does that feel?”

“how?” the faint urgency in his voice pulled your line of gaze towards chan—unexpectedly meeting his pair of curious brown eyes, and you sighed. are you really going to say it?

you were preparing a joke, really. deflecting, avoiding his question, all that thing.

you really were.

and you know, with every part of your bones, you’re probably going to regret this.

“uh, well, it feels like…”

the butterflies when i see your name lit up my phone screen.

the odd twist in the pit of my stomach when i hear you talk about that new friend you made and how you thought they were beautiful.

the way my lips followed yours into a smile when you excitedly told me about a new song idea and how spring flooded my chest when you said it’s our little secret.

the sudden void when you told me you asked that new friend of yours to go out for dinner, and how my heart went numb when you brightly exclaimed that it would technically count as a first date.

an excruciatingly long roller coaster of emotions,

an endless hike under the scorching summer sun,

a long night staring at where the waves breaks,

and yet…

“it was home.”

“…home?”

“yeah,” you shrugged, fingers hiding inside the sleeves of your hoodie while you pull your knees closer to your chest, “home.”

“it’s everything that is good, everything that’s not quite there, and yet you can’t help but find yourself longing for every piece of it. you accept that it’s not going to be perfect and never will be, and yet you’re still willing to continuously nurture that feeling because, well, you love them, and even if it eventually didn’t work out… you’d still think it’s worth the effort to try.”

you don’t know what the silence between you now meant.

you don’t know, and probably would never want to find out.

you’d hate to know who he thinks about when he opens his mouth,

and you’d forever thank bambam for his impeccable timing with bags full of thai foods in his hand.

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[spacequokka]

BB.one

Prompt: “I almost lost you.”

BamBam asked you to help take down the Christmas lights on his mom’s house, promising a burger, fries, and a milkshake for your troubles. Who says no to free food?

Things were going well until you got to the lights. Though you were wary about getting on the roof with him at first, you’d quickly swallowed your fear for your bestie. But then you lost your footing and slipped. Unable to catch yourself, you toppled over and fell two stories.

Darkness. Faint sirens.

You woke up in the emergency room with him at your side, red nose and puffy eyes. His fingers were a blur of motion over his phone. A sniffle.

“Bammie?”

He nearly dropped his phone to get to you. The gentle way his hands take one of yours was so unlike him, but not unwelcome. Soft BamBam is your favorite BamBam.

“Hey, beautiful.” He forced himself to smile. “I almost lost you.”

You frown, feeling the stiffness in your neck and legs. “What?”

He brings your knuckles to his lips. “Do you remember falling?”

“Barely.”

“You, um, you’ve been out for nearly ten hours. You may not feel anything because of the morphine, but you also broke your leg.” He smiled weakly. “And to say I’m so fucking sorry about this, how about free burgers and shakes for life?”

[sweetestofchaos]

➳ paring: Bambam x Reader

➳ genre/au/rating: 16+, Arranged Marriage, Angst, Unrequited Love, Drabble

➳ warnings: Physical Abuse, Crying, Yelling, Not a Happy Ending

➳ word count: 316

a/n: Don’t ask where this came from...I have no idea. 

The slap sent her tumbling to the floor, not having ever been struck before. Her cheek was sore, the skin heated as if she sat too close to an open flame. Bambam was above her, fisting her hair in his hand before he yanked her up upright. She hissed as her scalp throbbed from the sudden force. His eyes, blacker than any ocean, held no ounce of sanity as he glared down at her.

“Why?!” Spit flew from his mouth as he screamed in her face. “Why can’t you love me like you love him? I-I can give you everything! I have given you everything!” His eyes were wild, caging her soul like a bird. 

“You are mine!” Bambam sneered as her face pinched in pain. “This is what you wanted, right? A monster! A cruel heartless monster!”

The humor in his voice was flat, dull...anything but comforting as he gripped her face harshly in his free hand. He forced her to stare into his eyes, his tears now dripping onto her cheek as he stared at her.

His gold jewelry suddenly felt so heavy around his neck as he watched tears slide down her face silently. Burning his skin as they followed his veins like a map on his hands to his heart. 

“You belong to me...d-does that mean nothing to you?” He leaned in closer and inhaled the sweet aroma of her hair before he rested his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. “I love you. I love you so much that it hurts.”

Their tears mingled and she hesitated to place her shaking hands on his wrist. He inhaled sharply at the touch, “I don’t want your love.” Her eyes were narrowed, watery and bloodshot as she struggled to keep herself together. “Love me?” She yanked her face free from his hold and spit at his feet. “I never wanted your love!”

[midnightstay-blog]

hi! about the prompt list, could you do 6, 21 and 38 for jackson wang? fluff or angst, it's up to you. thx

Sure here you go. 🙂 I hope you like it. I did more of a mix of fluff and angst but it’s mostly fluff. But I don't know if I like the ending. Anyways thanks for requesting.

Tw: mentions of blood and alcohol.

💫Rain & Wounds.💫( Requested)

Angst 🌒 | Fluff 🌙| Gender neutral reader 🌓 | Romance🌹 |Request 💫| Scenario✨

Genre: Jackson Wang x reader

Theme : Friends to lovers

Summary: After an eventful night out with friends things between you and Jackson change forever.

Rating: Pg13

Word Total: 1,898

“Stop moving You’re making things worse for yourself.” You tell Jackson as you try to bandage his hand for the third time. You were out at a club when a guy started hitting on you. You tried to reject him, but he wasn’t in the mood to take no for an answer. Soon it caught the attention of a slightly drunk Jackson and let’s just say things went left from there. The night didn’t start out with him getting in a fight the complete opposite actually. Originally you were supposed to be out celebrating after you got the news that Your book had become a New York times best seller. However, as the night went on the group of friends that y’all were with suggested going clubbing. Fast forward a few hours and now here you are at 3 am in the bathroom of your two-bedroom apartment with medical supplies and a drunk Jackson to look after.

“I’m fine really.” Jackson stated trying to move you out of his way.

“You are far from it actually. “You tell him while placing a hand on his chest and lightly pushing him back towards the counter. “Your hand has a huge gash on it and you’re bleeding on my floor.” You state in a matter-of-fact tone.

For as long as you’ve known him Jackson had always been protective of you. Though you mentioned on multiple occasions that you are in fact grown and can take care of yourself, part of him could never quite let you.

“Oh, please that guy had it coming.” Jackson exclaimed.  Reaching into the first aid kit you grab an alcohol wipe in order to properly clean his wound. Noticing this Jackson quickly removes his hand from your grasp.

Letting out a sigh you grab his hand in an attempt to wipe the wound.

“Give me your hand I have to clean the gash. “Looking between you and the wipe he shakes his begins to shake his head making you roll your eyes.

“Jackson you’re a grown man you should be able to handle an alcohol wipe.” He goes to protest again but before he can you grab his hand wiping the blood from his palm.  He winces at the alcohol begins to work its way through his hand. Shortly after you apply some antibiotic ointment. Eventually the room briefly falls silent as you begin to reach for the gauze and the non-stick pads. Pressing the pad into his hand he winces again as you finish up. Examining your handy work, you instruct him to remove himself from your counter while you clean up your mess. Agreeing he makes his way into the living room. Sometime later you emerge from the bathroom and make your way over to the kitchen. Going over to the fridge you pull out a bottle of wine that you had opened the previous night and set it on the counter before offering him some. With his approval you reach over to your glass cabinet and pull two glasses before joining him on the couch.

For a while you two talk about all different kinds of things from work to friends even his upcoming fashion line. After a while you even started to go down memory lane a bit. “Remember that time you took me to meet BamBam and Yugyeom and he spilled what was it.” You pause snapping your fingers as you recall the memory. “Um… Oh it was lemonade I think strawberry lemonade if I’m not mistaken.” He insists. “Yeah, that’s right because it was a big pitcher of it too.” You said laughing. “Yugyeom ended up knocking the pitcher over and breaking it because he was trying to impress one of the girls at the pool party with this one dance move.” Jackson laughed as he recalled the memory. “And then turns out she had a boyfriend the whole time.”” I felt so bad for him, but man was that funny.” You added. After a while you could feel a slight buzz from the wine starting to take over and for a second you contemplate calling it a night. However, the memory of how you met begins to creep into your mind and you begin to smile.

“What?” Jackson asks noticing the change in your features.

“Nothing I was just thinking about how we met and how lucky I am that we did.” You tell him.

“Oh, please if anything I’m the lucky one. “He tells you.

“How so?” you begin to inquire. Silence falls over you and for a moment you can hear rain begin to fall against your apartment window.

Jackson takes a deep breath before he begins.

“How can I not be?” he admits.  “Your kind and you have a great personality.” “Also, you always look out for the people that you love and you’re there whenever I need you even if I don’t feel like I do.” “Not to mention you bake a mean birthday cake.” He says as he recalls the cake you baked him last year for his birthday. “And you always know what to say in times of crisis.” “You actually care about people not a lot of other people do that.” “Usually, it’s just an everyman for themselves type of deal.” Your smart and not to mention you are beautiful even when you don’t think so at times.”  He adds. “So, believe me when I say that I am very lucky to have you as my friend.”  He finishes. You sit there for a while touched at his beautiful words. “Jackson that was so beautiful thank you.” You say while pulling him in for a hug. You stay like that for a moment before you begin to pull away. Upon pulling away you both pause taking in each other briefly before sharing a kiss. Coming to terms with what is happening you both pull away before Jackson begins to speak once more.

“I love you.” he states. Though hearing it this time it sounds different. You take a moment to soak in his words letting them fully hit you. Soon after you clear your throat before getting up from the couch with you wine glass in hand.

“Your drunk “You exclaim waving your hand dismissively.

“So? “he says.

“So, you don’t mean that. “You say with a pause. “At least not in the way that you think you do.” You tell him.

He stands up from the couch and begins walking over to your kitchen island meeting you by it.

“I mean every word of what I just said to you otherwise I wouldn’t have said it.” He states sadness evident in his tone. Placing your glass in the sink you rinse it out before brushing past him and heading towards your hallway closet. Sometime later you re emerge with a blanket along with a few pillows and place them on the couch.

“It’s late you can sleep of the wine here you tell him as you begin to make up the couch.”

“Why don’t you believe me?” He questions. You stay silent for a bit before continuing. Walking over to you he places his hand over yours stopping you in your tracks.

It’s not that you don’t believe him. In fact, a part of you had always secretly hoped this day would come. You just wanted him to be sure this wasn’t one of those drunken confession things that he would regret later.

“Hey, talk to me what’s going on?” He questions placing his bandaged hand on your cheek. You lightly place a hand on his chest as you begin to softly push him away from you.

“Nothing.” You state placing your hands by your side. “I just- I just think that you should sleep off the wine and if you feel the same in the morning then we’ll talk about it.” You say giving a shrug. Not believing you but also not wanting to push the matter Jackson agrees. Not to long after you exchange goodnights before you make your way to your room and eventually fall asleep.

The next morning you are woken up by the smell of breakfast. For a moment you lay in bed confused before remembering the events of the previous night. Feeling somewhat embarrassed you crawl out of bed and make your way into the living room. There Jackson is stood at your stove making eggs. His shirt is missing but he’s still wearing his pants from the night before. Clearing your throat, you catch his attention before muttering a small “Good morning “and siting at the island. He response with a brief “Morning “before turning his attention back to the stove. “How is your hand? You inquire.

“It’s fine I changed the bandages already.” He states in a dryer tone. “Oh... okay.” And with that a brief and awkward silence befalls you both. Soon he joins you at the island and places your breakfast in front of you. Feeling the awkwardness cling in the air you contemplate addressing the conversation from the previous night. That is until he beats you to it.

“Look about last night.” He chimes. He tries to explain but you manage to cut him off.

“Don’t even worry about it we were both drunk and said/ did somethings that we probably didn’t mean so it’s fine.” You state hoping to save yourself from embarrassment.

“I meant everything I said to you last night.” He expresses. You sit there in a bit of shock. Noticing your state, he continues “When I’m with you it’s like seeing the sun after a week of rain.” “When I look at you, I forget how to speak.” “Often times I find myself saying something so embarrassingly stupid that I want to just evaporate into thin air.” I genuinely don’t know why my brain just goes blank when I look at you. I think I’m going crazy. “He states as if he just had an epiphany of sorts. Once he finishes, he looks over to you. For a while you just sit there looking at your plate of eggs while in deep though. If he really did love you, why did it take him so long to realize it? How long has he felt that way? Questions like this and more swirled in your mind however, in that moment the only thing you felt was happiness. A smile began to form on your features before you turned to him and gave a response. “I love you too.” You said slowly letting the words hit one by one.

“In all honesty I wanted to say it back when you said it last night, but I didn’t want this to be one of those drunken mistakes for either of us, so I waited.” You responded. “Really, I wanted to tell you ever since you showed up to my event last year, but I saw that really pretty girl with you and I chickened out at the last second. You say truthfully.

Your confession leaves him speechless for the first time since last night. Getting up from his seat he makes his way over to you. You take a moment to explain further. However, before you can he cuts you off with a kiss. This one is warmer than the last tender almost.  In that moment all of your previous worries melt away leaving just you and him.

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[chowyunnafat]

I’m too obsessed with this concept. But I love this trope, too. It’s supposed to be a showcase of dark humor and sentimentalism. But most importantly it’s just my own imagination.

She doesn’t understand why he’s standing in the middle of her living room, in the flesh.

But ultimately, she realizes that she’s the only one who can see him. And she helps him in the search for his body and gives his loved ones the closure he needs. For instance, she travels to LA, China, and South Korea to talk to his bandmates who are a lot more shaken up about his death than he’d ever realized they’d be.

Regardless, Ploychompoo doesn’t think he’s passed away. And BamBam might start living.

Maybe there’s a spark between them, too.

(Or I’m just inside my head too much).

(Or I’m just inside my head too much).

you got me

[bengiyo]

23.5 Ep 10 Stray Thoughts

Last time, we introduced some building angst about Ongsa meeting Sun’s parents, and also Sun going away for a year to study in America. At least we got some indications that these two are advancing sexually. Meanwhile, Luna is showing off Aylin to everyone, which led to Aylin shoving a whole plate of food into Ton’s face for being too much.

Oh, we’re picking up from the towel drop. Okay.

We should give Ciize’s knives in these shows more often. In fact, I want to see Ciize play an assassin now.

Episode 10: The Universe’s Secrets. Prepare yourselves for AriDante references.

Sun’s family is a lot like Dante’s. They knew who he was the whole time and supported him.

I see this is going to be a difficult episode where Sun dances around the problem.

I do not remember why Mawin and Ton are together on an adventure, but I’m ready to get back on how Euro can still win.

I’m not sure what to do with the runner throughout the season about how little people know about each other.

I am struggling here because I don’t exactly know what’s up with Aylin. Is she struggling because Luna is pushing her to be more sociable with people? It doesn’t feel like she’s keeping a secret the same way Sun is. Also, Aylin has been the most forthright and straightforward person in the series, so her suddenly clamming up isn’t tracking.

I don’t think I was expecting Sun to ask Ongsa to come along with her, but this also feels like Dante going away for school.

I feel like they are trolling me with the teacher yuri.

Steamed crabmeat curry sounds really good.

Sun, I feel like skipping on this trip for Ongsa is something you may resent her for in the future.

I’m not sure I track how the interaction with Ton and Luna last episode flared up Aylin’s bullying issues. The moment is kinda nice, but I don’t know that we got here smoothly.

Should we really have let Teacher Bambam run away from the confession since she’s known to be hapless?

Big oof at the end of this episode on Ongsa wanting to not tell her parents about Sun.

This episode was so long. I felt like I was fighting my way through it. The preview for next week is so weird. I don’t think I get this show.

[justmochi]

misunderstanding

pairing :: jenn x youngjae

word count :: 1.2k

synopsis :: jenn sees reports of youngjae being in a relationship

time :: june 26, 2022

warnings :: angst, fluff if you squint

a/n :: had this idea FOREVERRR but just now getting around to writing it

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She was confused. Shocked. Surprised to see that it wasn’t her name plastered on the news outlets. She may have even felt a little bit of relief if it had been her. Now, she is just numb. Hurt even. It is so laughable.

It didn’t even make sense to her. She’s never had to experience this in a relationship before, so how was she supposed to act? Nothing good would come out of this if her mind wandered, but she couldn’t help it. Couldn’t stop it. It had to be some misunderstanding. A lie. She wouldn’t accept anything less.

Jenn doesn’t even acknowledge her legs shaking intensely, nipping at her fingernails in a random meeting room in their company. The blinds are shut tightly and her chair squeaks with the movement of her legs. She’s rehearsing her words again and all of the anxiety that comes with it.

She had just gotten home from her morning run, finishing up her shower and getting dressed when her phone pinged multiple times. It was from the members' group chat with each other. She opened it, happy to see everyone being active. That was until she saw the article BamBam had sent and was pestering Youngjae about. She read it and her heart sank knowing that the members would find out about their relationship this way. They had only told a few select people. Then she could feel her brain begin to melt, thinking of all the ways the media would try to tear him apart. Degrade her. There was still enough time for her to truly comprehend the title before collapsing. It was not her name. It was not her name next to his. It was not her picture next to his. It wasn’t Jenn, but another woman.

She was never one to act irrationally, but her fingers were steps ahead of her before she could think clearly. She had sent Youngjae the article, asking him what the hell it was, what it was about. She asked him to meet up with her as soon as possible. He read her message, no reply. She assumed he was in agreement with her.

This is fake. He wouldn’t do that, it’s not in his nature. He said he loves me. Jenn wondered if she had been careless enough to let this get past her. Did it say they’ve been dating for a year? She hits herself in the head with her fist, cursing herself for even considering that Youngjae could ever cheat on her.

She hears the door knob turn, snapping her neck in its direction, standing to her feet and seeing Youngjae slip into the meeting room. He shuts the door behind him, locking it.

“Jenn…” He immediately notices the shock on her face and holds out his hands for her.

“I just need to know… just tell me it’s not true.” Her voice trembles with her hands clasped together.

“It’s not true. I don’t even know who got the idea or–“ He realizes the more he talks, it only makes her more fearful. “It’s just a groundless rumor.”

Youngjae grabs for her hands, holding them in his and noticing how shakey they are. “I promise, Jenn. It’s not real.”

She can’t meet his eyes, staring down at their hands. “I…I don’t care who you’ve dated in the past, just as long as it wasn’t when you were with me.”

He stiffens. “Do you think I’d intentionally hurt you like that?”

The coldness in his tone doesn’t go unnoticed. She holds her head high, finally meeting his gaze. “No! I don’t know–I just–I’ve been the center of articles like that before and they’re not always wrong. I don’t know what to think. That’s why I wanna hear it from you.”

Tears have pooled in her eyes now, close to tipping over. Jenn is scared that he thinks she might not trust him. She pulls away from him, stepping back and turning in the other direction. She’s picking at her lip with her fingers, hugging herself with her other arm. The tears make their way down her face, making sure he doesn’t see her cry more than he already has. Not over him.

Youngjae exhales loudly, running a hand through his hair and collecting his thoughts and keeping his frustrations under wraps. He makes his way behind her, wrapping his arms around her tightly.

Jenn’s bottom lip wobbles and she has to stop breathing to ensure he doesn’t see her falling apart.

“Jenn, it’s not true. I'm gonna make sure it’s clear that we’ve never been associated in that manner. We’ve never dated, we simply have just worked on music together. I promise you that.” He dips his head in between her shoulder, pressing his lips to the patch of skin exposed from her sweater.

He turns her body around to face him, trying to make eye contact with her. He tips her chin up with his fingers to see her pained expression, tears staining her flushed cheeks. It cuts him deep. She tries to look away, turning her head in every direction away from him until he finally cups her face in his hands. “Jenn.”

She grabs onto his wrists, eyes still closed because she can’t bear to see the disappointment on his face. His disappointment in her.

“Hey, look at me.” His thumb swipes tears away and he waits for her to open her eyes. Seconds pass until she opens them, the whites of her eyes red and her lips trembling. “The person I’m dating is you. The person I love is you. No one else.”

She squeezes his wrists, a sob finally escaping her. She leans forward, her forehead pressing into his chest. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be–“

“No, no, I’m so sorry! I’m just scared. It feels a thousand times worse to see another girl's name next to yours and not mine. It would’ve been okay if it was mine. I could have handled it. But someone else…”

“Do you trust me?” He lowers his head, his eyes trying to communicate with her if his words aren’t enough.

“Yes. I do,” She squeezes his wrists, nodding her head between his hands. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you.” He straightens his spine, leaning in to kiss her forehead and engulfing her in his arms. “People like us are just victims of false accusations like this. I’m sorry it had to be me.”

Jenn sobs once he says the last few words. Like it’s something he could have prevented. “It’s not your fault. Why did they have to pick on you?” Her words are muffled against his hoodie, hands squeezing the fabric.

He chuckles softly. “I guess I’m just an easy target. I’d rather it be me than you.”

She shakes her head, huffing at his humor. Not helping. She steps back, still holding onto his waist and collecting herself through sniffles. She lets go of him to wipe her eyes with her sleeves. “I’m sorry I reacted this way. I can’t stand there being a barrier between us, so please just talk to me when stuff like this happens.”

Youngjae pats her on the head a few times before brushing his fingers through her hair. He doesn’t know what else to say but that he’s sorry. So he pouts, nodding his head and whispering against her forehead. “I love you, Jenn. My only one.”

“I love you too.”

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[winter-dayz]

Fictober 2023

winter-dayz

A collection of oneshots for Fictober 2023.

Not every story is a romantic pairing. In some oneshots, the reader/main character is a villain; in some, the idol character is a villain. Please be aware that many are heavily horror or angst-themed.

READ ALL WARNINGS AND TAGS IN EACH ONESHOT.

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

Kim Jisoo: It's only a dream... College AU; Nightmare on Elm Street AU Genre: Horror

Lee Hoseok: Freedom or the Kindness of Death Hybrid AU; Shapeshifter AU Genre: Horror

Lalisa Manobal: Eternal Love Vampire AU Genre: Angst, Fluff, Horror, Smut

Mark Tuan: A Polite Haunting Ghost AU Genre: Horror

Jeon Jungkook: His Treasure Dragon AU Genre: Horror; Smut

Lee Jooheon: Anything Goes The Purge AU Genre: Smut

Felix Lee: So naive... Fairy AU Genre: Angst; Horror (if you squint)

Kim Seungmin: Lonely St. Grim Reaper AU; Soulmate AU Genre: Angst; Fluff

Min Yoongi: Betrayed Gumiho AU; Korean Mythology AU Genre: Angst; Fluff; Horror

Choi Yeonjun: Old Wives' Tales Werewolf AU Genre: Fluff

Shin Yuna: Bringer of Death Mummy AU; Inspired by The Mummy (1999) Genre: Angst; Fluff

Kim Namjoon: Reclamation Dryad AU; Greek Mythology AU Genre: Fluff; Horror

Park Jimin: Movie Marathon Scary Movie Night Genre: Fluff

Kang Taehyun: Only silence remains Shadow People AU Genre: Horror

Lim Jaebeom: I Can't Lose You Deadly Games AU; Inspired by Squid Game & Alice in Borderland Genre: Angst; Horror

Choi Beomgyu: Field of Daisies Dokkaebi AU; Korean Mythology AU Genre: Fluff

Jung Hoseok: Avra K'davra Golem AU Genre: Angst; Fluff

Kim Yugyeom: Guardian Demon AU Genre: Fluff

Lee Chaeryeong: First Serial Killer AU Genre: Horror

Yang Jeongin: The Walls The Boy AU; Inspired by The Boy (2016) Genre: Fluff

Shin Ryujin: For the Best Alien AU; Yandere Genre: Fluff; Horror

Kim Taehyung: Capable Android AU Genre: Smut

Han Jisung: The Ring Ghost AU; Possession AU Genre: Fluff

Lee Minhyuk: Promise Haunted House Genre: Fluff

Lee Minho: Left Behind Friday the 13th AU Genre: Angst (with a happy ending); Horror (if you squint); Smut

Kim Jennie: Catch 'em, kill 'em Amityville Horror AU Genre: Horror; Smut

Yoo Kihyun: Luring Siren AU Genre: Fluff; Horror (if you squint)

Choi Youngjae: Consequences of a Spellbook Magic AU; Witchcraft AU Genre: Angst

Hwang Hyunjin: Bound to You Cerberus AU; Goddess AU; Greek Mythology AU Genre: Fluff; Smut

Choi Soobin: Every side of the story Greek Mythology AU; Gorgon AU Genre: Fluff

BamBam: Best Halloween Ever Halloween Party; Non-Idol AU Genre: Fluff