#WHY ARE ALL OF THESE YUGYEOM OR JACKSON

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Orbiting: pt.4°

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[icehockey!jungkook x figureskater!reader] [3.9k smut, angst. There's swearing; bitch-calling (non-sexual); this is purely fiction, please practice safe sex!; tons of dialogues. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it, but tbh, I kinda struggled to steer the plot.

Also! Happy Hobi Day! Please give Be My Mistake some love, too! (if u want)

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"Isn't that your girl, cozying up to Park?"

The first thing Jungkook sees is you—back on the rink, just where you belong. He's never seen someone as graceful as you glide. You always look beautiful like this, he thinks. The apples of your cheeks are rounded and rosy from the cold, and the corners of your eyes wrinkle as you laugh.

You always reverted to the nine-year-old you when you were left free to skate—so carefree and unafraid. There were moments like now when he could watch you move smoothly on the ice and soar in the air forever. Days like today are what he will always be thankful for, and he hopes you get to have forever. No longer does he want to see you put yourself through so much pain and endure it for the sake of being the best in your sport. While Jungkook knows all too well that you need to put in the hard work to get a step forward toward your dream of being professionals in your own field, he also knew when too much was too much. In all those days where you suffered, Jungkook did, too. So, he vowed to never forget that there's a version of you who knew how to revel and not overthink every move she made on the ice. And it is his duty to always remind you of her.

Your squeal broke him out of his trance. And Jungkook would have felt the strain in his muscle when he whipped his head, turning to look through the glass, past the bleachers, if the sight hadn't irked him. Jealousy stirred as he spots Jimin's arms on your waist and the other outstretched to hold yours. He knows it's nothing malicious. You've been practicing that stance with him for years when you were kids, thanks to his mom. But something about seeing Jimin with you and the fact that you've defended the guy when Jungkook blamed him for your sprained leg AND even managed to gush about how graceful he skates left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Plus, not to be bitter and petty, but Jungkook thinks he skates well—better even. And yet you've never complimented him.

"Not my girl," Jungkook murmurs under his breath. "And it's a routine. Not exactly cozying up." He scoffs and takes his stick from Yugyeom a little too aggressively, causing his friend-slash-teammate to chuckle.

"You seem to know a lot about routines," Jackson cuts in. "But then again, why wouldn’t you, Jungkook?" The lilt in the older man's voice as he said Jungkook's name wasn't unnoticed, but Jungkook didn't have enough patience and attention to spare to even humor the guy. He also knew whatever Jackson had to say would be anything but a friendly banter.

Jungkook only acknowledges the man with a side-eye and raised brow as he tapes his hockey stick.

Unfortunately, Jackson refuses to shut his mouth; the man is clearly on a mission to get a reaction from Jungkook.

The rest of the hockey team starts to come out of the locker rooms, clumping to the bleachers. With the gathering crowd, Jackson raises his voice, demanding attention and an audience. "You know, there's this move figure skaters do where they spin and spin and spin, circling around their partner." With his head tilted and standing in front of Jungkook, he gives him a haughty glare.

And still, Jungkook’s attention remains on you. You’re only just occupying your side of the rink—the opposite side where his team is gathered at. Whatever you hear on your end should be incoherent. You don't need to hear the bullshit coming out of his teammate's mouth, he thinks.

"What was it she preferred to call it again?" Jackson pretends to wait for Jungkook to answer. Yugyeom, on the other hand, looked apologetic. What started out as playful teasing turned into a way for Jackson to provoke their team captain, and everyone knew how Jackson loved to rile Jungkook. While everyone thought it was because the older man lost the title to someone younger, that was only partly the reason.

"Ah, right," Jackson walks closer to Jungkook. He claps Jungkook's shoulder before gripping tightly into it. "Orbiting,” Jackson grins. He’s taunting, hooking Jungkook, demanding his full attention. “Y/N does it well, but you clearly do it the best,” he mocks. “It’s comical watching you run in circles around the bitch for years.” His sly smile turns to pointed chuckles as he feels Jungkook tense under his grip.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Closing in on Jungkook's ear, Jackson whispers, "Don't worry, I'm pretty sure she does it intentionally, especially to guys she dances with. I bet Park's gonna be her new boy toy now, huh?"

Jungkook was never a violent man. Even on the ice, in a game, he never started brawls. The one time he got tangled in a fight, he couldn’t stand the disappointed glare you gave him. It hurt more than the 13 stitches on his head and scarier than his mom’s scolding.

And yet, Jungkook throws the first punch straight to Jackson’s jaw.

Jungkook can take a joke and can easily shake off empty trash talk and name-calling from his team. In fact, he lets them make jokes about him about his blatant simping for you because it’s true, and anything untrue, he doesn’t see the point in entertaining it. But he draws the line when the jabs are at the expense of the people he loves.

In a matter of seconds, Jackson returns the punch, and a full brawl breaks out.

On the opposite end, you and Jimin match your stride as a pair—being aware of each other’s movement and syncing your limbs to move as one; oblivious to the growing chaos.

You’re in the middle of a Lutz when the commotion steals your focus. You wobble on your landing and Jimin’s quick to hold you from falling. You turn towards the racket and see a mass of bulky men shouting.

It’s Jungkook’s team.

You skate closer to the chaos, and it’s not until you see a pressed back on the glass, the number 97 jersey bold and taut on their back, that you speed skate. Behind you, Jimin calls your name and follows.

You see Yugyeom restrain Jackson, and the other guys are holding back Jungkook. A flurry of curse words flies out of Jackson’s mouth. Entering the box, your eyes are drawn to Jungkook. You can already see his busted lip and sore knuckles. You call his name, and he looks up, jaws locked and tense. It takes a moment for his clenched knuckles to relax. He stands up and shrugs off the arms holding him.

Yet again, Jackson cuts in, “You guys are quite a pair, huh?” he laughs, humorless.

“Man, shut the fuck up,” Yugyeom struggles but eventually manages to drag Jackson away from the group. Sensing that Jungkook won't follow and lunge at Jackson, the rest of the guys disperse. All that’s left gathered on the bleachers is you and Jungkook.

And Jimin. 

Your new partner’s existence annoys Jungkook. Your doe-eyed friend wonders if Jimin knows he doesn’t have to stand so close beside you. He watches with eagle eyes as Jimin hands out your skate guards. You teeter sideways as you clasp the rubber on your skates, and Jungkook hates the sight in front of him—you’re holding on to Jimin for support, and his arm is on your waist to keep you steady.

Fueled by jealousy and adrenaline, Jungkook walks towards you just in time to catch your arm away from Jimin’s body as you switch to putting on the other rubber guard on your skates.

You feel smushed as you stand sandwiched between two guys. Feeling claustrophobic, you push Jungkook by his chest to look at his injuries. “Your lips are bleeding,” your tone colder than ice, a contrast to your warm hands inspecting the blooming bruises on his face. “It’s nothing,” Jungkook murmurs, his head turning sideways, away from you.

You tsk at his stubbornness and press your thumb on his split lip, earning a pained hiss. “We have to clean this so it doesn’t scar.” Before Jungkook can protest and put on his macho bravado, you turn to Jimin. “Can we take a rain check on lunch?” your voice barely above a whisper. But Jungkook’s not only stubborn, he’s nosey, too—masking how hard he strains to listen to your conversation with an unbothered face.

There's an exchange of whispers, then Jimin looks at him, then back at you. He smiles and nods at you. “I'll see you later, then.” His hands connect with your arm for a comforting squeeze before leaving.

Jungkook rolls his eyes.

-

“Where are we going?” Jungkook follows you as you drag him by his arm along the corridors. “The clinic’s closed on weekends,” he points out, but the only response he gets is a huff.

You’re a bit eerily quiet. Calm, even. He fears what follows, so he thinks of a way to pacify you.

“Well. Lucky for you, Jeon, I have the keys.” You dangle the set of keys on your fingers. “Your mom gave them to me before she left.”

You unlock the clinic and usher Jungkook in the compact space. “I seem to always end up hurt when I practice and it’s not like your mom has her eyes on me all the time, so she lends me the key to the clinic.” You push Jungkook to the foamed table. “Sit.”

Jungkook follows suit, still mum, still thinking. He knows he's on wafer-thin ice with you, but even so, he can't help but love the attention you’re giving him and the fact that you’re away from Jimin.

The image of you and Park on the rink is still vivid in his memory, stirring the tinge of jealousy that resides inside him. So, as you rummage through the cabinets, Jungkook pulls you close to him. “C’mere,” he whispers.

“Hold on, I have to find something for your lip.” Your body extends in the small space. Your arms are outstretched while you rummage through the cabinet for bandages and antiseptic cream, and your lower half is awkwardly bent, thighs wedged between Jungkook’s, and his hands support your hips. 

“Forget the cream. I know a better way to have this healed quickly.” His arms engulf your waist and pull you completely to him. You turn to tell him off, but before words can leave your mouth, Jungkook slots his lips to yours.

Before things could escalate, you begrudgingly pull away. “Nuh-uh. You think you’re so sly, huh?” You pinch his chin. “I still need to interrogate you on what exactly happened with Jackson back there.”

Jungkook deflates. “You know Jackson. He was spouting nonsense, and I guess he just got on my nerves.”

Curiosity peaked, you push Jungkook to tell you more. “What nonsense?” Your willful streak shows in your furrowed eyebrows. On most days, he loves it, but on a day like today, he wishes you knew when to get the hint and just drop it.

Jungkook groans. “I’m just really having one of those days, Y/N.” Arms still wrapped around your waist, he leans forward to rest his head on your chest. Instinctively, you run your fingers through his hair, fingers massaging his scalp. Your best friend moans, and for the first time since you pulled him away from the bleachers, you let out a smile.

“Make me feel better,” he breathes. His face now burrowing into your breasts, and his fluffy hair tickles you.

“Gguk,” you giggle. “We’re in the clinic, and I'm pretty sure there are people nearby.” You softly pull at his hair to remove his head between your tits, but he just moans.

Oh.

“Don’t care, baby. Just focus on me,” he proposes with a kiss on your neck and his hands make soothing work on your back. When the only response he gets from you is a satisfied hum, he sits up further on the table. He lowers his hand, tapping your ass before he pulls you by the backs of your knees so you straddle his thighs on the table.

“Fuck, I love it when you wear skirts.” Jungkook’s hand disappears inside your clothes, palms once again making contact with your ass before he claws at your tights. “This I hate, though. Fuck.” he grumbles at the sheer garment.

“Oh, that's a shame," you pout. "I actually thought you'd love it. It’s crotchless," the last sentence coming out in a whisper. Cue another curse from his mouth. You momentarily pull away to get off the table and shed your safety shorts. “Need those off, Jeon," you command with a shoot of your brow towards his pants. “Wanna feel you. Don’t you want to feel me?”

You're a fucking tease, and Jungkook loves it.

You watch him struggle to unlatch his belt clasp—he’s roughly pulling at his padded pants and while you want to help, you decide to enjoy the sight before you as his thick thighs come into view. You climb back on top of Jungkook, his eyes following your movement until you plop your ass to his growing bulge.

Jungkook flips the front of your skirt and goes breathless at the sight. “You’re a fucking minx, you know that?”

“Only for you.” Hands gripping his shoulders as an anchor, you drag your wet pussy to his bulge, and you both moan. “Wore this for you," you pant. "I knew you were practicing today and thought you'd need a cooldown after." You’re full-on humping him, drawing pleasured gasps from the man below you.

“Well, fuck me,” Jungkook throws his head back, eyes up on the ceiling and he thanks his lucky stars for you. You pull at his tight underwear, and his hard cock springs free—swollen red and leaking. Your mouth waters at the sight, and your pussy clenches at nothing.

“Please, Jungkook,” you plead. You’re beyond turned on. Your arousal mixes with Jungkook’s precum, and you can smell the sex permeating the air. It drives you feral. You spit at his cock before stroking it.

Jungkook revels in your neediness. This is what he wants—for you to need him, want him. And someday, he hopes it goes beyond sex. His arms pull your waist closer as you sink down on his cock in one drop.

“Shit, Y/N, you okay, baby?”

You respond with a breathy yes as you start bouncing on his dick. Your focus is directed on chasing your high and, at the same time, making sure Jungkook feels the same intensity of desire and pleasure you feel. With a roll of your hips, you clench around his shaft. He claws at your arched back as he sucks your tits with playful nips. Each sting heightens your arousal.

You play around with the angle of your hips and attune to Jungkook's reaction. But you struggle and near complete submission with each bite to your breast, every kiss to your lips, and slide to your folds. Once again, you’re rendered pliant and submissive on top of Jungkook.

Feeling you slow down, Jungkook taps your burning thighs. “On your back, baby,” he rasps. You shake your head but move to get on all fours—you raise your hips, shuffling to snuggle his cock in your ass and stretch your back. And to top it off, you clasp your hands on your back, giving him something to hold as he pounds into you.

Behind you, Jungkook is gobsmacked. What are you doing to him?

Presenting yourself for his use, Jungkook doesn't hesitate to hold your behaved hands with one grip, and his other hand guides his dick to smear your slick from your folds to your ass. He preens at the noises you make.

"Please," you drool. "Please what? Tell me what you want, baby," his voice matches the slow and soft movement of his tip on your folds.

With one last teasing push of his tip to your puffy clit, he completely bottoms out and holds.

“How’s that for feeling me, baby?” His lips ghost the shell of your ear, and it tickles you just right. You clench around him and reclaim one of your restrained hands between your now folded bodies to draw circles on your clit. You hear Jungkook chuckle before leaving a quick peck on your cheek. As he straightens up to pull out his dick, he reaches to swat your naughty hand on your clit and replaces it with his.

And it feels better.

His fingers play with your nub and continue to plunge in and out of you. The sound that echoes around the tiny room is pure filth—guttural groans and whiny moans harmonize.

“Baby, cum for me,” Jungkook hastens his rhythmic thrusting, and with a soft flick to your clit, you come undone. His movements quicken and cum-soaked hands travel upwards to your body to fondle your tits like it's his personal stress ball.

“Shit Jungkook. Feels good," you blabber. You love how you can feel his weight on top of you; the pressure makes his pounding harder and deeper and it overrides your oversensitivity. The pleasure is too good, too strong. With a bite to your shoulder to muffle himself, you cum with him.

-

“Don’t forget your shorts. Can’t have you skating with Park wearing just that."

"Right," you giggle and put on your shorts. "Can't be traumatizing my partner this soon."

"Good girl." Jungkook pats your ass.

"Hey," your hands pull Jungkook before he can leave. "What really happened back there?"

"Y/N, I told you it was nothing."

"Nothing? Jungkook, had the fight been longer, you could've been dismissed from the upcoming game."

"Well, we're fine. Plus, Jackson's not going to do anything or tell the coach. It's both our asses on the line."

"That doesn't mean you can go around throwing punches now. What if—"

Throwing his head back, Jungkook lets out a bitter laugh, cutting you off. As he returns to face you, he sees the focused glare on your eyes—lids sharp and brows knitted. You're annoyed.

But so is he.

“You really wanna know? Fine. Jackson called me out. He said it was fucking comical how I wait around you like a lovesick puppy. It's actually a fucking running joke in our team that when you call, I come running." Words and feelings overflowed out of Jungkook's mouth, but he was not close to being done. "And as much as I hate to admit it, it’s actually true, and someone like him throwing that to my face just struck a nerve. He deserved the punch for running his mouth and calling you a bitch, too. Y/N, if you've heard the names he's called you, comments he made—"

"I don't care about that, Jungkook," you interrupt. One moment, you're in bliss, and now you've been hit with an accusation. "I don't care if he calls me a bitch or paints me however he wants. It's you I care about. I worry that one day, he manages to push you to your breaking point, and you do something that kicks you off the team." You feel like a bubble filled with emotions burst inside you, leaving you conflicted with what you feel. You're angry at Jackson, but also, if you think Jungkook is saying what he is saying, then half of you blooms in hope, but the other wilts at the revelation that he said it like he resents what he's feeling.

“So, do you resent me? For, I don't know, calling you? Wanting to be with you? Being friends with you?" The last question left your lips in a murmur. You've ranked low in competitions before, but you've never looked as defeated as you do now. To make it worse, you stand pathetic in front of Jungkook.

“I’m not saying that," Jungkook pinches the bridge of his nose. "I’ve been in love with you, Y/N,” he can’t believe he’s saying it out loud.

Jungkook imagined his confession to be far from this wreckage. This moment was the polar opposite of how he wanted it to go, but the words flurry out of his mouth before he could think of them. “I love you, but you’re always too hung up on every new guy that comes along to even see me…” he swallows the sob rising in his throat. “Sometimes I wonder if you keep me as a placeholder until a new guy comes.”

“A placeholder?” You're horrified. Jungkook's breaking your heart, and the thought that you apparently broke his shatters the pieces further.

“Aren’t I? When Jackson joined our team, all he had to do was wink and throw a cheesy line at you, and you’re all about him. And now Jimin—”

“Jimin?” Now, you're confused.

“Yes, Jimin. All he had to do was skate with you, and suddenly, I’m on the backburner.”

“Jungkook, where is this coming from? You’re making me out as someone who’s never been a friend to you.”

“Oh, you’ve been a friend, alright. But you can’t deny you’ve strung me up all along. Sometimes I wonder if you knew how I feel and you—”

“Stop," you plead. "Oh god, Jungkook, stop talking, please.” The tears you were holding back now freefall to your cheeks. “All this time, this is how you felt. You have been resenting me—"

"That's not what I'm saying! Do you not understand me?" Jungkook grows frustrated.

“No, I understand, Jungkook. Perfectly. I understand I’ve been selfish, teetering between wanting to keep you close to me and keeping you at a distance to protect myself." You don't want to invalidate his feelings, but he also needs to know where you're at. Thousands of thoughts are drowning you, and you're nowhere close to navigating your feelings; you're still conflicted and lost. But most of all, afraid. Will you lose Jungkook now? It frightens you that one wrong decision could crash your friendship beyond fixable. "But Jungkook, I’ve never seen you as someone I can set aside for anyone else because you’ve always been the first person I look for and reach out to. Even when I always thought you were so close yet so far to me, but still I—"

A knock pops the bubble you’re in. Rushing to wipe your cheeks dry, the door swings open to a clueless and shocked Jimin, eyes wide and mouth agape.

“Shit, sorry," Jimin fidgets between wanting to close the door and leave but decides he'd rather not get in trouble, so with eyes on the floor, he calls for you.

"Coach is going ballistic looking for you, Y/N. And him, too. I mean, their coach is looking for him. He heard of the fight.”

More worry rushes to you. You try hard to stay afloat and level-headed, but you're sinking and sinking. “Right,” you clear your throat. “We were just cleaning up. We’re done here anyway.”

Once again, you feel claustrophobic. You need to leave. You don't trust yourself to make any decision in the state you're in. The last time you made a decision from what you were feeling, you made a selfish proposal to Jungkook. And look where that's gotten you now. You can't think, so you rush to leave the room, folding your arms before Jungkook can grab your wrist.

“Wait, Y/N—”

You linger briefly at the door, just enough so he can catch the defeated words that you speak, “We’re done, Jungkook.”

-

>> Page 5

[jae-bummer]

Give Me That Chance

Request: Good morning! If requests are still open, can I get #17 with Jackson Wang please? Thank you for all your writing efforts and allowing us to submit ideas. ♥️

Prompt:

17) Your friend (who is already dating one of the members) sets you up with your bias.

Pairing: Got7 Jackson x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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"Try on the pants, Y/N," your friend, Cass, hissed from across the clothing rack.

"I don't even like pants," you muttered, flipping quickly through the bell bottoms she had been trying to talk you into.

"Fine," she sighed. "What about this top?"

She held up something much smaller and slinkier than you would normally wear, causing you to make a face.

"Why not try something new?" she beckoned. "It's much more fun than what your brain is telling you it is."

"How would you know that?" you hummed. "My brain is very convincing."

Cass paused with a huff to check her phone. Looking back up at you, she lifted a brow. "You have approximately ten minutes to find something and try it on."

"Why ten minutes?" you asked, looking up in confusion. If you remembered correctly, you had both cleared your calendars for the day to spend some time together.

"Yugy-" she started, but you immediately scoffed.

"You're really bailing on me for Yugyeom?" you sighed. While a small ember of anger sat heavily in your gut, you understood on some level. With his unconventional job and complicated schedules, Cass had to take what time she could. It still didn't make the burn sting any less.

"Not bailing," she said, tilting her head. "You are more than welcome to join us-"

"No thank you," you nodded. If you had to awkwardly stand by while they swapped spit again, you would simply vomit on both of them.

"You're not going to be a third wheel if that's what you're thinking."

Of course that was what you were thinking.

"Jacks-"

You lifted a hand. "I'll stop you there."

"Oh come oooon," she groaned, following you as you walked away from the pants you hadn't wanted anyway. "If you just gave him a chance."

"He has one volume, Cass," you said, spinning around. "And it's loud."

"You've just never been around him in a nice, calm setting," she coaxed.

"Because you've only ever invited me to parties he's hosted," you said with an eye roll. "Why is he hosting so many parties anyway?"

She shrugged.

"I know he means well," you nodded. "He's just...a lot."

"Maybe you could use a lot," she sighed. "Haven't you ever thought of pushing your own boundaries? Having someone who could be a safe place for you AND provide encouragement when you were presented with opportunities that you weren't necessarily comfortable with?"

You blinked at her, trying to formulate a response. She wasn't totally off base, and you couldn't help but be annoyed by it.

Wiggling her brows, she lifted up the top you had hoped she abandoned. "Be a little reckless, Y/N."

Groaning, you snatched the garment from her. "Fine."

..

You pulled helplessly at the crisscrossing straps of the shirt you were wearing. It was complicated and took you at least ten minutes to figure out how to wear (based solely on trial and error). Now that you were in it, you couldn't lie to yourself. It was hot.

"Cass?" you called from the dressing room. "Do you want to see?"

After waiting for a few seconds in silence, you gripped the curtain door and slid it open.

"Well, damn," a voice that you weren't expecting growled.

Your eyes grew wide as you stared at someone you hadn't expected to see so soon. Jackson.

Squeaking, you stepped backward and yanked the curtain closed.

"Good to see you too," he chuckled.

You remained still, wrapping your arms around yourself protectively. Where was Cass?

"If it's not too much of an intrusion," Jackson chimed, pulling at the curtain. You looked up, scandalized, but quickly calmed as you saw he had a hand covering his eyes. "I would really like to stare at you a little longer in that."

You closed your eyes and scoffed. He was impossible, but you appreciated the ask for consent. Letting out a calming exhale, you opened your eyes again and dropped your arms.

Peeking through a gap he made in his fingers, he let out a low whistle. "Y/N, I didn't realize you could even look like that."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" you snapped, mildly offended but not entirely sure for what reason.

"I didn't mean it negatively!" he laughed, putting his hands up between the two of you. "I've just never seen you dressed in anything like this before."

"Jackson," you groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Why are you here and what have you done with Cass?"

"Cass invited me here," he grinned. "She said you wanted to shop, but she had a dinner thing planned with Yugyeom."

Traitor.

"If my vote matters at all," he hummed, still unable to take his eyes off of you. "We should invest in that top."

Not long after you had closed the "door" of the dressing room, Jackson appeared at least another five times, announcing his presence with a "psst." Throwing clothes at you with each visit, it wasn't long before you were convinced you had modeled every piece of clothing the store had to offer.

Including the pants you had wanted nothing to do with.

After every outfit change and minutes of prolonged complaining, Jackson was generous with his compliments. When he didn't particularly like a style, he made sure to praise your own appearance and make sure you didn't feel like your body was the issue.

It was honestly one of the sweetest and most fun experiences you had ever had.

Once it was all over, he had even pulled his wallet out to pay. After a heated whisper-shout conversation at the counter, he eventually gave in only when you said you would get ice cream with him afterwards (and allow for him to treat of course).

...

You begrudgingly held the shopping bag at your side and held an ice cream cone in your opposite hand.

"This is so fun," Jackson smiled, walking happily beside you. It was difficult to be grumpy with someone so positive fluttering around you, but you were still a little irritated with the ambush.

"Mmm," you grumbled, licking the ice cream before it started to dribble down your hand.

"What flavor did you get?" he asked. Before you could answer, he took a bite out of the top of your scoop.

"Jacks!" you gasped, trying to decide if his action was gross or amusing. You guessed it depended on his oral hygiene.

"Mm chocolate chip cookie dough," he nodded. "Solid choice."

You let out a surprised, but small chuckle.

"Want some?" he asked, tilting his own ice cream your way.

"I'm good," you smirked, shaking your head.

"Suit yourself," he sighed, taking another long lick. "It's cream cheese and it's delicious."

Against your better judgement, you found yourself staring a little too hard at Jackson's actions. Sure, you had always taken him as Yugyeom's annoying friend, but you couldn't deny just how attractive he was. His focus in the direction of his ice cream cone only amplified that.

Get yourself together, Y/N.

Finally shaking the embarrassingly sexy cobwebs from your mind, you looked up to find Jackson watching you, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"What?" you croaked.

"You sure you don't want a taste?" he prodded, a slow smile spreading across his lips.

You weren't entirely certain if he was still talking about the ice cream or not.

"No thank you," you tried to say calmly, but felt your voice crack on the words.

Chuckling to himself, he motioned toward the opposite end of the food court. "Do you see them?"

Narrowing your eyes, you tried to pay attention to the couple he pointed out. They were a little older than you, both staring at each other lovingly over a romantic meal of Subway.

"I do."

"What do you think their story is?"

You shook your head and looked at Jackson again. "What do you mean?"

"Are you telling me you've never made-up backstories for complete strangers before?" he asked, lifting his brows.

"I-well, not-" you stuttered. You supposed you had, but it had never been pointed out so plainly before.

"There are so many joys in this life you have yet to experience," Jackson clucked, taking your mumbling as a "no." "I'm glad we're on this date so I can show you."

"This isn't a date," you said, rushing the words out.

Patting your knee with his free hand, he looked at you knowingly.

Shit, this was kind of a date now, wasn't it?

"Now, back to business," he insisted. "Tell me what you think about the guy."

Letting out a sigh, you decided to play his game. "I dunno. Clean cut, good looking, probably makes okay money."

"Now that we've established that you do have eyes and can see out of them," he laughed. "Tell me what you think about him, Y/N. What does he do in his spare time? Do you think that's his only girlfriend?"

"I'm sorry, what?" you gasped. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"While I'm a monogamous creature myself," he hummed. "Most guys around our age are not."

You furrowed your brow, trying to see across the food court to get a better look at the guy. "You know, he does kind of look like a dick."

"My thoughts exactly," he laughed. "I bet he works in Sales at his company. He thinks he's the hot shot. This girl works at the office with him and he finally sweet talked her into casually hanging out this weekend."

Jackson grinned from ear to ear before turning toward you. In the course of your conversation, you had both finished your food. "Now here's a question."

You crossed your arms, fixing him with a stare. Trying not to smile, you nodded your head, waiting to hear more commentary.

"What would people say if they were giving us a backstory?"

Your heart fluttered at the question. Opening your mouth to rush out something sarcastic, you paused. The way he looked at you was so open. You knew you had snubbed him so many times before, did he really deserve your attitude now?

"You first," you said quietly.

"Well," he started, making a show of assessing you, then himself. "I see a guy who has liked someone since the moment he met them."

Your mouth popped into an "o" shape of surprise. You knew Jackson harbored what you assumed was a schoolyard crush on you, but you had never considered taking him seriously. How could you when he was the definition of unseriousness?

He watched your reaction, his own expression unreadable. "And that someone is giving themselves every reason they can think of not to like him back."

You took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He wasn't wrong.

"Good assessment," you cringed.

During all of this talking, you weren't sure when your annoyance morphed into enjoyment. You instantly acknowledged Jackson being the cause for that change.

"So why is that?" he asked, tilting his head. "What's there not to like?"

"Do you really want the answer to that?" you teased.

"Okay, maybe not," he laughed. "I know when I'm pressing my luck and I don't really want hurt feelings today."

"Jacks," you sighed, shaking your head. A mental switch had flipped. "I guess I've never really given you a chance, have I?"

"Not even a tiny one," he smiled. He was so good natured; you weren't sure why he would even continue to try with you.

"What if..." you said slowly, trying to find your courage. "What if maybe I gave you a chance?"

He lifted his brows. It was your time to surprise him.

"A chance?" he said quietly. "Really? Outside of playing dress up? Outside of you watching me sensually lick-"

"Jackson!" you laughed, putting your hand on his knee to stop him. "This chance is fading quickly."

Jackson glanced down at where you touched him. Just as you were about to pull away, he set his hand atop of yours and interlaced your fingers. "Okay, okay."

His smiled was the biggest you had ever seen, especially considering you had witnessed him happily drunk on many occasions.

"Give me that chance."

[blu-joons]

When The Boys Tease You After Overhearing You Both ~ Got7 Reaction

Mark:

You looked in surprise as you noticed Jackson curled up fast asleep on the sofa of the studio as you entered just behind Mark after showing up late.

“He’s a bit tired,” Yugyeom explained to the two of you, “he said something about being disturbed quite a bit through the night.”

“How come?” Mark quizzed as he perched down on the arm of the sofa, “we weren’t disturbed by anything through the night.”

At Mark’s comment, Jackson began to stir, not quite as asleep as you thought he was. “That’s because you guys were the disturbance.”

Mark’s eyes widened as he looked to Jackson in disbelief, “I don’t quite know what disturbed you, but you can’t just blame us.”

“Who else would’ve been having sex last night?” Jackson openly asked, stunning the two of you and making you freeze as neither of you quite knew what to say in reply.

“Oh,” Mark mumbled as Jackson expectantly looked back at you both, folding his arms across his chest as he sat himself back up, letting go of a yawn as he did so too.

“I hope you’re happy,” he scolded, “I’m absolutely knackered.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

Jay B:

The smile on Jinyoung’s face was wide as you and Jaebeom finally walked downstairs, joining the boys in the living room of the house you were renting.

“Did you guys have a good night?” Jinyoung enquired, looking between the two of you. “Did you get up to anything fun last night?”

“We didn’t do too much,” Jaebeom replied as he sat down, “just watched a few things, had a nice relaxing evening for once in our lives.”

Jinyoung’s head nodded as he listened intently, “it sounds like you were very relaxed, although there’s one thing missing from that list.”

Both you and Jaebeom wore furrowed brows as Jinyoung hinted at the two of you. “What else did we do last night then?”

“You’re allowed to tell us you had sex,” Jinyoung assured the two of you, “I mean we all heard the two of you at it so it’s not exactly a secret between you and us anymore.”

“Y-you heard us?” You stuttered, looking between Jaebeom and Jinyoung. “You told me that there was no way that we would end up disturbing any of the boys last night.”

“He lied,” Jinyoung joked, “I bet secretly who knew exactly what he was doing.”

“I really had no idea.”

Jackson:

A groan came from Youngjae as you and Jackson finally appeared, intimidated by the stare that he looked at the two of you with, following you closely.

“Thanks for making me feel super single last night,” Youngjae told you both, “it’s been a while since I heard some of those noises from you.”

“What are you on about? Making you feel single?” Jackson enquired, his brows knitting together in confusion as to what was going on.

A snigger came from Youngjae as he studied Jackson’s expression, “do you have any idea how loud the two of you were last night?”

Jackson’s head shook innocently, but beside him, you stayed pretty still. “I think maybe we were a little bit louder than usual.”

“A little bit?” Youngjae gasped in surprise back across to you, “it almost felt as if the two of you were in the same room as me with how clear some of those noises I was hearing were.”

“That’s enough,” Jackson panicked, noticing how shy you were next to him. “We’re very sorry that we made you feel single, Youngjae, we promise that it won’t happen again.”

“Don’t mock me,” he laughed, “I’m being serious with you.”

“And we are with you.”

Jinyoung:

You looked to BamBam in confusion as he walked across to you and Jinyoung, handing you a receipt. As you looked through, you noticed what it was for.

“I need these now after last night,” BamBam told you as he brought the ear plugs that he had bought from his pocket to shoe the two of you.

“Why do we need the receipt to know that you’ve brought ear plugs?” Jinyoung quizzed in confusion, “it’s not exactly our problem, is it?”

BamBam’s head shook in reply to Jinyoung’s question, “that’s where you’re wrong. I need them so that I don’t have to listen to you two.

You and Jinyoung met one another with puzzled eyes, looking to BamBam for more explanation. “Why are you listening to us?”

“It was pretty hard not to last night,” he muttered, “you guys can buy me these so that I don’t have to listen to the two of you having sex ever again, I think I’m scarred for life.”

“Stop being so dramatic,” Jinyoung dismissed, pushing against BamBam’s arm. “We weren’t that loud, you just want us to feel sorry for you or something, that’s all.”

“For once,” BamBam admitted, “I’m actually not being dramatic.”

“You’re always dramatic Bam.”

Youngjae:

You wanted the ground to swallow you up as Yugyeom asked you about your evening, able to tell from the look in his eyes what he was hinting at.

“I mean Youngjae is loud at the best of times,” Yugyeom pointed out, still noticing how oblivious Youngjae was to what was going on around him.

“That’s mean,” Youngjae responded, slightly offended. “What would suddenly make you say something like that? What did I do to you?”

Yugyeom’s smile dropped as Youngjae asked the question, “what did you do to me? I spent my night listening to your audio of your nice time.”

Youngjae’s narrowed eyes looked at you as he still didn’t quite understand. “Sex,” you whispered across to him, “Yugyeom heard us.”

“I heard every single sound,” Yugyeom made sure to point out to the two of you. “I’ve heard some noises come out of you Jae, but even some of those were interesting ones.”

“Can we stop talking about this now?” You cried out, feeling your heart race in humiliation. “Maybe we can talk about what we’re going to order in for breakfast again.”

“Why so keen Y/N?” Yugyeom teased, “you weren’t shy last night.”

“Literally, shut up now.”

BamBam:

You rolled away from BamBam, staring up at the ceiling as you tried to catch your breath, feeling his hand interlock with yours with a tight grip on you.

“Finally!” You suddenly heard one of the boys yell from just outside your room, “it can’t be that good to need to make that much noise you know.”

“That’s Mark,” BamBam pointed out to you, biting down on his bottom lip. “You don’t think he actually heard us, do you?” He then asked.

Your head nodded immediately in reply to BamBam’s question, “maybe we were a little bit noisier than we usually are, do you think?”

A loud sigh came from BamBam as he looked up to the ceiling too, “I’m never going to hear the end of this if they really heard us.”

“You should’ve been quiet,” you teased, nudging against his side. “Look at it this way, at least the boys now know that you’re doing a good job in bed, that’s quite important.”

“That does actually make me feel better,” BamBam chuckled in surprise, “I’ve never heard any of the boys, so they can’t be anywhere near as good as me, that feels pretty good.”

“See,” you sniggered, “being noisy has its advantages sometimes.”

“This is definitely one of them.”

Yugyeom:

The sound of Jaebeom yawning made both you and Yugyeom look across to him in confusion, noticing how much more dramatic he was than usual.

“Don’t mind me,” he told the two of you as you sat down across the room from him. “I’ve just not had a very good night of sleep, that’s all.”

“Why?” Yugyeom innocently asked him, hearing several scoffs come from around the room. “Did something keep you awake or anything?”

Jaebeom’s eyebrows raised at Yugyeom’s question, “you could certainly say that someone, or two someones kept me awake last night.”

The look that Jaebeom gave you quickly meant the penny dropped for you. “Gyeom, I think he might’ve been kept up by us.”

“Us?” Yugyeom asked, flustered by what you had told him. He looked across to Jaebeom only to see him nodding his head, struggling to hold back his laughter at your panic.

“Well, this is embarrassing,” you grumbled as once again Jaebeom made sure to let go of a nice, loud noise to get both of your attention. “You can stop doing that as well, idiot.”

“I’m just making sure you know,” he smiled, “my tiredness is your fault.”

“Trust me, we already know.”

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Masterlist

[jadededge]

Tear You Apart | Ch.3

Pairing:  GOT7 x OC

Genre: Demon/Mafia AU, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Summary: Jaebeom and Yugyeom are "running an errand" when the most delectable scent that he ever smelled hit Yugyeom like a ton of bricks. Yugyeom stops JayB and soon he smells it. They look across the street and see the her. They stalk her for awhile and finally get the chance to manufacture a meet with her.

Wattpad | AO3    (will likely always update these 2 places first)  

Navigation: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Despite their busy and immortal lives, the boys try to have dinner together as often as possible. Gathering around the large oak table in their dining room, they share laughs and stories of the day. Relaxing and unwinding as a family.

"So, maknaes," Jaebeom starts. "I hear you had to provide some backup on Canal. How did that go?"

"We went to see Selah. I'm so sorry," Youngjae immediately folds and bows his head, hoping to be spared.

Bam sucks his teeth. "Youngjae, what the fuck man?"

"You did what?" Jaebeom asks calmly. Too calm.

The sound of silverware hitting plates echoed in the now quiet room.

"Aw shit, boys, why did you do that?" Mark asks.

"We only wanted to see her." Yugyeom adds with a pout. "We didn't even talk to her." He says leaning towards Youngjae.

Jinyoung must've caught that because he immediately followed up. "Bam. What about you?"

"Whatever. I talked to her. And I got her number."

All the older brothers sigh. Jaebeom continues to look. His chin starts to protrude.

"Son, why did you do that when we have her number?" Mark asked.

"I'm sorry, were we going to start texting her and tell her we looked up everything about her beforehand?" He laid it out. "I'm playing the boyfriend game." He leans back, looking proud of himself.

Jaebeom was pissed, but he was trying not to show it. He had a plan, and this... He stands, pushing his chair back to leave. "I'm going out."

"Either you've messed up so badly that he needs to go prepare to send you back or..." Jackson pauses. "Actually, I don't know what else he could be doing. Nice knowing you, Bam. I'll see you in 50 years."

Jinyoung chimes in with a disapproving tone, "You do know Jackson went to meet her as well? What will she think? We're meant to be playing this smart, and you've gone and added another complication to the situation. Yeah, Jaebeom should send you back."

"I fucked up, huh?" Bam says, hanging his head.

Mark, though known for his temper, is actually quite gentle with his brothers. Particularly the younger ones, and tries to comfort them. "Did you fuck up? Yes. But it will be okay. JB won't send you back."

"He might strangle you, though." Jackson says he is taking a bite of his food.

Mark gives him a 'stop that' look.

"What? Bammie, I invited Selah to the club. How do we explain to her that out of pure coincidence, she met both of us on the same day and that we know each other? You might have to miss the opening."

Bam lets out a puff of air ready to protest.

"That's actually not a bad idea." Jinyoung says. "You three will not be at the opening."

The younger ones begin to protest. Jinyoung holds his hand up and says, "Save it. This is perfect. Perhaps Jaebeom won't murder you if we can salvage this."

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The weekend arrives, and everybody is a bundle of nerves. After adjusting plans, the boys feel like they're actually in a better place. Feeling that perhaps it would be easier to introduce her to four of them versus all seven.

The maknaes are on warehouse duty for the night, and they couldn't have been more sour about it.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into going with you. Now look at me." Youngjae pouts, looking into the distance.

Bam rolls his eyes and says, "Well, you hardly put up a fight at a gentle suggestion."

Yugyeom chuckles a bit. "You did come along pretty easily. We should just be happy we didn't get banished."

"Valid point. But I want to meet her now." Youngjae says.

Yugy juts his lip out, "Me too."

"Yeah she's great. Glad I talked to her when I did." Bam says proudly.

The other two side eye him.

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Selah arrives at the club accompanied by her friend Brianca. She's feeling good about how she looks. The little black dress she has on is her favorite among the many in her closet. The tiny straps sit upon her glittering shoulders. The bodice fits tight on her chest with a side split that causes the material to lay nicely over her ass. Matched with a flattering pair of heels that elongate her legs and strap around her ankles is giving her a confidence boost. Not to mention, she smelled amazing.

She's hoping to see Jackson. Bam hasn't texted her. Which made her a bit sad, as she was hoping he would. But she figured she would at least have a good time, get her mind off the week, and look good if for nobody but herself

"Girl, this club is nice!" Brianca says to Selah. "And you said he's the owner?"

"That's what he said. So I'm not sure I'll easily bump into him." Selah responds by surveying the area.

"Let's get a drink!" Brianca suggests.

At the bar, Brianca has already been approached by a couple of guys and is chatting one up. She has a very inviting aura, so it's no surprise she's already deep in conversations.

At one point she leans over to Selah, "omg girl. This is that guy I told you about. That I went out with a couple of weeks ago." "The one with the.." Selah wiggles her brows. 

"Yes him." Brianca exclaims trying not to let him hear.

Selah chuckles, "well it looks like you're in for a wild night."

"Here's hoping." Brianca cheers with her friend and turns back to her presumed date for the evening.

As Selah is enjoying her cocktail, she feels a gentle touch on her shoulder that sends shivers throughout her body. Looking to her left, she sees Jackson. Managing her reaction, she doesn't smile too hard. "Jackson, hi."

"Selah, you made it." He's grinning from ear to ear. He takes a second to look her up and down. Without realizing it, he's licking his lips. "You look amazing."

This causes her to blush hard and look away briefly. "Thank you. You look great yourself, and your club is amazing."

"Thank you. I spotted you and wanted to be sure I had a chance to speak while things were going smoothly."

He needed to get her away from her friend and up to the private room. He can tell she cares about her and won't want to leave her alone or unsafe. But it appears luck was on his side.

"Brianca." Selah is turning to get her friend's attention to introduce her to Jackson. "This is Ja-."

But she's being lead to the dance floor by the guy she was chatting with. She looks back and smiles big at her friend. Quickly surveying the guy next to Selah she gives her a 'go get em' look.

"Well I was going to introduce you but nevermind I guess." She laughs.

Jackson sighs internally with relief, "No worries, we can meet later. She looks like a good time."

"Oh she's a blast in a glass. She'll be entertained for hours."

"In that case, would you like me to show you around?" Jackson asks as he holds his hand out for her.

"Sure. I'd like that, we sort of b-lined to the music, so I haven't seen the rest."

He leads her through the crowd and back toward the foyer. The place is actually quite large with a few different areas. One being the bigger bar and dance floor area they just left. Jackson shows her around the bottom floor. Even showing her a few behind the scene places before leading her into a lounge area. It's decorated in gold, with soft lighting and slow music, this makes for a nice area to chat.

"One of my brothers designed this room. He thought it would be a good idea to add an area that was much less chaotic than the traditional club atmosphere." Jackson explained.

"Oh you have a brother?" Selah asks.

"Yes, six actually." He leads her to the bar to order himself a drink. "Would you like anything?"

"Whatever you're having. Unless it's vodka." She makes a disgusting face.

Jackson chuckles and signals to the bartender, "please send over two glasses of Hennessy and ice. Thanks T."

"You got it boss." The bartender responds.

Jackson turns his attention to Selah, "Come, let's have a seat."

Settling in, Jackson takes this time to get a really good look at her. She's perfect. They begin a back and forth conversation that flows with ease. He asks her questions about herself that he already knows the answers to, but he loves hearing her talk, so this isn't a problem.

She asks about his business endeavors and he explains to her how he owns this a few other nightclubs. He mentions the corporation that his family runs, not the illegal things, obviously.

"So you have 6 brothers. That had to be hectic growing up." Selah comments.

"You could say that again. We're not exactly blood brothers, more very close friends, but we're brothers in just about every other way. We sort of came together at different times but we've been together ever since." She's listening intently. Jackson hasn't even used his gifts to any degree and she's already hooked on his every word. "Three of them are here now. I was hoping to introduce you actually. They've been dying to meet you."

"Oh, you've told them about me?" She's shocked, they only met briefly. "And you want me to meet them?"

He smiles and grabs her hand, gently caressing it. "Of course, we tell each other everything. So when I met a gorgeous woman, I told them immediately."

She was a bit hesitant but the moment Jackson touches her, she gets those same shivers. Being near Jackson, she finds herself alot more willing to go along with just about anything he says. Especially when he touches her.

She blushes, "Okay, sure."

He beams at her, "You're going to love them."

"I should text my friend and let her know."

This irritates Jackson. But he hides his displeasure. "Sure, no problem. "

He needs her alone and he didn't want to manipulate her to do it but this is becoming tedious. How do normal people live like this.

"Oh, she actually messaged to say she left with that guy. I must've missed it. I guess i'm all yours." Selah explains.

"Perfect." Jackson stands and extends his hand to help her up.

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Leading her out of the lounge and through the club to the stairs, Selah feels lightheaded. She feels as if she's walking to another world. The decor is also darker upstairs. The walls are a blood red velvet with black damask patterning. The lighting is low and the music from downstairs is faded and becomes more faint the deeper they walk.

"Continuing the tour," Jackson starts. "This top floor has a few private rooms that special guests can use, as well as the offices."

He stops at a door at the end of the hall and on the other side, Selah knows deep down, everything will change once she steps in. Jackson opens the door and gestures for her to enter.

The room is spacious, continuing the same dark motif, but the colors are a darker green and black with gold accents. There's a full-sized bar and and lounge area with a large window across the way for a view of the entire dance floor from above. 

And scattered about the room are three of the finest men Selah has ever seen, apart from Jackson. It nearly takes her breath away. They are dressed in finely tailored suits, like Jackson, and they have this something about them she can't quite put her finger on. Maybe this was a mistake. She thinks.

Jackson places his hand on the small of her back and moves her further into the room, "Selah, these are three of my brothers." He points to one at the bar with a short haircut and a dazzling smile that warms her heart. "This is Mark, the oldest."

"Hello gorgeous, lovely to meet you." He finishes making his drink and comes to settle in a chair next to the couch.

"And this absolute cutie..." pointing to other one with a short haircut. His lips grab her attention and she can't help but stare at them. He chuckles slightly and bites his bottom lip. She had to stop her knees from giving out. Did he do that on purpose. "...is Jinyoung."

He rolls his eyes, "Could you not introduce me that way." He gives her a smile staring directly in her eyes making her melt.

"Why? Is he not adorable Selah?" Jackson turns to ask her. She blushes from being put on the spot. Jackson laughs. "And lastly but certainly not least, this is Jaebeom. He is our leader."

Calling this man gorgeous would be an understatement. With longer hair styled perfectly sitting across his neck. Selah couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to run her fingers through it. She's cursing herself for how hard she is crushing on her crush's brothers.

He nods her direction. "Nice to meet you Selah, you can call me Jay B."

Her head swims. "Nice to meet you all"

"Come let's sit." Jackson moves them to a loveseat next to Jaebeom and across from Mark. Jinyoung has his eyes trained on her.

All four of them are drawing her in, with their confidence and captivating aura. But just beyond that is something tugging at her, whispering danger. She's watching herself wade further into the waters. What is happening...

Tags: @openup-yourmind

[shadowkoo]

mini requests

open | CLOSED

Hi! I'm opening my requests for the first time in nearly three years! I'm hoping by doing this sort of drabble game / mini fic requests that I can ease my way back into writing after my long hiatus. If you are interested in sending in a request, please continue reading for all the details. Thank you!

Rules + Requirements :

Follow me (if you are not already)

Reblog this post (boosts are appreciated)

Must be 18+ (minors please dni)

To Request:

Choose a group & member (1 only please)

Pick a genre (max of 3)

Select a prompt (max of 2)

Visit my askbox and use a similar format like this: "Can I request Taehyung (BTS) fluff, smut, and coworkers au with prompt #4"

*please make sure that you include the group in parenthesis after stating which member you're requesting

Groups + Members:

BTS - Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook

EXO - Kai, Baekhyun, Sehun, Chanyeol, Chen, Suho, Kyungsoo, Xiumin, Lay

NCT - Taeyong, Taeil, Johnny, Yuta, Jaehyun, Doyoung, Ten, Winwin, Kun, Jungwoo, Mark, Xiaojun, Hendery, Renjun, Jeno, Haechan, Jaemin, Yangyang, Jisung

SVT - Vernon, Mingyu, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, Minghao, Woozi, Joshua, Hoshi, Junhui, Seokmin, Seungcheol

GOT7 - Jinyoung, Jackson, Bam, Yugyeom, Mark, Jaebeom, Youngjae

ATEEZ - Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, Wooyoung, Jongho

MONSTA X - Shownu, Minhyuk, Kihyun, Hyungwon, Jooheon, Changkyun

STRAY KIDS - Bang Chan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmin, Jeongin

Genres + AUs:

Fluff

Smut

Angst

Enemies to lovers

Friends to lovers

Friends with benefits

Roommates

College

Coworkers

Meet Cute

Meet Ugly

Athlete (you may specify in your request)

Exes

Idol

*idol au means that they will be depicted as their real identities (as actual kpop idols & famous celebrities)

Prompts:

"Don't look at me like that. You know what that does to me."

"I wish I never met you."

"It's your lucky day."

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

"I can't stop thinking about you."

"Open your mouth."

"Why do you even care?"

"You're more important than you think."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Please leave."

"That's my final answer."

"Did you see that?" "See what?"

"What do you want from me?"

"God, you look so fucking good."

"You're unbelievable."

"Isn't that your mom?"

"I swear I've seen your face somewhere before."

"You're such a tease."

"Don't you dare lie to me."

"Who are the flowers for?"

"Don't forget that we're in public, baby."

"Are you scared? You should be."

"Please say something. Anything."

"Do you forgive me?"

"You forgot."

"You're crazy and I like it."

"Where are you taking me?"

"I think I'm in love with you."

"I need you. Now."

"What did you say?"

"Did you miss me?"

"I dare you."

"I bought you something."

"Is it supposed to taste like that?"

"Ew. Why does it look like that?"

"Baby are you close?" "No but the Uber is."

"How many doughnuts can I stack on it?"

"This is why no one likes you."

"Put your dick away, this is a Lowe's."

"Stop yelling at me!" "You’re panicking, you’ll crash the car." "It’s not everyday a demon crawls out of your trunk!"

"Who the fuck did I marry?"

This is the fifth letter you will write to them, and it will not be the last.

Six days after they left, the ticking behind the wall began.

A mob boss with a black eye and a jagged scar over his wrist sits alone in a dingy motel room. The kitten stares at him affectionately, oblivious to the danger they both are in. Oblivious to the mess it caused.

It happened concurrently, and so quickly. The moon started getting closer and brighter in the sky, and you started hearing them in the radio static.

With a palpable fury, the demon turns to you, ignoring the rubble of your kitchen, and sneers. "How did you summon me? You've pulled me out of chains centuries old." Frantically, you skim through your cookbook. "I don't know! I was trying to make soup!"

They held out a hand, an echo of the melody playing from their fingertips. "The world seems to dance to your tune," they spoke, their voice a captivating blend of amusement and intrigue. The silence that followed was heavy with unspoken questions.

Sometimes you question how everything could have turned out if that day had gone differently.

Chills creep down your spine as you peek through the cracked doorway. You're not supposed to be witnessing this. They'll kill you if they find out.

Free Space - send in your own prompt! Please keep it relatively short!

Disclaimers:

Not every request may be fulfilled, it is up to my discretion.

Word count may vary between requests (300 to 3k, etc.).

Unless requested otherwise, all fics will be written as female reader insert.

Please refer to the top of the original post to know whether requests are open or closed (reblogs may show something different).

Things I will NOT write: suicide, self-harm, animal abuse, underage sex, pedophilia, incest, vore, rape, non-consensual, or dubious sex.

[bandsanitizer]

GOT7, obviously.

obviously except I really didn’t expect it so there’s a lot of me thinking through the answers in these answers 🤣 thank you for the ask!!

fan or not:

I want to call myself a fan but … lowkey I feel fake if I call myself an ahgase.

how long I’ve been a fan:

about a year? just over a year now? my friend (who kind of got me into kpop) is a huge ahgase. like they’ve been one her top 2 groups (probably her ult until they left jyp) for a long time so it’s been… something I was tentative to approach bc I don’t know how to be a casual stan usually. (hence the above answer)

first song I heard by them:

I actually have no idea? but probably You Calling My Name as my friend and I were discussing similar songs and I do think it sounds a bit like Attention by Charlie Puth… so that’s the first song I have an actual memory of listening to.

first mv I saw:

Eclipse. the funny thing about this not being the first song I listened to is that at a local restaurant, they will play random kpop music videos while other music plays through the speakers.

first bias:

MARK!

current bias and why:

MARK! the easiest and most truthful reason is his nose? apparently if you line up all my biases they have very similar nose bridges lol but beyond that, he’s funny and despite breaking laptops and ac units (?) I think he’s quite genuine and appreciate his vibes (again, outside of the angry part. though I think he’s chiller now lol) ((also he can backflip. that’s cool.)) (((also all my biases are connected to my other biases by some personal fact and it happens mark & sungho share a birthday lol))) AND I love his vocal tone and laugh.

bias wrecker(s):

possibly JayB and Youngjae. not necessarily in that order. and sometimes Yugyeom.

favorite song:

can you guess? lol it’s Poison.

favorite mv:

LAST PIECE! I fuck with this mv. the transition from JayB to Bambam to Mark back to JayB back to Mark back to JayB back to Mark??? ICONIC. I also just love the set design with the art gallery and different sets they used.

favorite era:

Dye probably? my favorite album. my favorite songs. conceptual one of my favorite aesthetics they’ve done from physical album design to outfits.

favorite choreography:

just one? 🥺 (how about jus2? 🤣😭) anyways… this is where I admit that I don’t often pay attention to the full impact of choreo. like I have to watch with the intent of contemplating the choreography to actually have an opinion. that said the opening of You Calling My Name is probably one of my favorite moments they’ve ever done. Not By The Moon was also my first thought and Thursday is super fun. but also Allen from Cravity covering part of Hard Carry definitely made me appreciate it more. but I will go with Lullaby (specifically the MAMA 2018 stage.)

who I think is the best-looking:

Mark. he models for obvious reasons LOL

who I think is the cutest:

Mark Youngjae or Yugyeom or Bambam. unfortunately I think all maknae-line members of all groups suffer from cuteness they cannot escape. but like I would protect Youngjae with my life.

best singer:

Youngjae. Youngjae. Youngjae. I’m a lot more favorable to JayB’s tone/vocal color but you can’t deny the absolute range and fullness Youngjae has.

best dancer:

Yugyeom. with the idea of versatility also in mind.

best rapper:

Jackson is a stronger rapper. lyrically and flow-wise, I would say he’s the strongest rapper in the group. that said, Bambam approaches with a certain coolness that delivers well imo

an unpopular opinion about the group/members (if I have any):

I don’t think I really have any unpopular opinions? although I’m not huge fan of the “la gangster” title for Mark and his vibes or whatever. like I think it’s more prominent from older fandom stuff but yeaaaaaah like his masculity or w/e can be appreciated without hyping up some anger management/expression issues.

send me a kpop group and I’ll answer questions!

[kgyeomiex]

Distraction (M)

“I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking towards me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.”

JYP has announced a new girl group in the company and you happened to be one of the members. The moment you signed in, that was the moment you were hoping to just focus on music and your career, but something gets in the way. A massive love triangle is what causes a bumpy road for you and your future.

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 //

Part 9 is here~

Masterlist

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Regardless of what you say, you will always get distracted by these boys. Jaebum and Mark tend to show up out of nowhere when you try your hardest to focus on your music...

A normal person would stand by their group and show their devotion and full attention to the music however in your case it’s different...

“Y/N, I was hoping I would bump into you,” Mark says, smiling right at you.

Right now, your brain was telling you to get away and focus on the big day but for some reason, your feet weren't moving.

“M-mark, what’s up?” Why did you just stutter... Great not only is your body ignoring your command, but now you can’t even speak to the boy.

“I don’t know if you’re busy, but I was wondering if you maybe wanted to get lunch with me... Just me,” Mark wanted to go eat with you? How on earth can you say no to that?

Even though you knew you should reject his kind gesture you just spoke without really thinking about your answer.

“Sure,” as soon as you said that you realized what you said, and you tried your hardest to smile instead of showing your shocked face.

Shit...

“Perfect... I just need to return this to Yugyeom but if you’d like you can meet me in the front,” Mark suggests, and instead of saying anything you nodded your head and continued to smile.

Okay clearly speaking wasn’t helping you out... Instead, it was making things more complicated for you.

“Great, I’ll see you soon,” Mark smiles and takes off.

Instead of even moving you stood there frozen trying to figure out what your plan was... Just a second ago you were talking about devoting all your attention to your career and not on boys. Crazy how your mindset was so quick to change...

Okay... Look at the situation this way. Mark and you were probably just going to eat and then from there split off in your directions.

Hopefully after spending some time with Mark, you can then focus on your music and less on boys....

Yeah... That sounds like a good idea. Will it work? To be honest I have no idea, but a girl can hope and dream.

~

“Jackson did what?” You couldn't help but laugh as Mark was trying to explain how Jackson ended up kissing Jaebum on the lips.

“It was by accident though... Just know that in interviews they will make you do unexpected things like where you have to pass papers around to other members by only using your lips...” You’ve always seen other idols do that and to be honest you always wanted to try it but at the same time no...

“Have you had an incident where you accidentally kissed one of your members?” You asked Mark as you reached in for your drink. He silently thought to himself and then looked at you.

“Okay maybe once or twice... But the whole purpose of the game is to prevent the paper from falling... The paper that these people write is horrible material and always ends up falling at the end,” you smiled, and then a question popped into your head.

“So, Mark tells me, who’s a better kisser?” You asked Mark teasing him and he laughed.

“It’s not like that,” the two of you suddenly began to laugh.

“Even if I did accidentally kiss one of the boys, I didn’t enjoy any of them,” Mark defended himself and you just smiled.

“Sure...”

Sitting in front of Mark and having lunch with him wasn’t bad. The two of you were just spending time with one another and laughing, you know what friends do.

“Hey Y/N... I know this is random, but I have a question,” Mark says, and before you could answer you grabbed a napkin and wiped your mouth before replying.

“What’s up?” You asked as soon as you finished chewing.

“I know I probably shouldn't ask a question like this, but I can’t help but be curious...” At first, you were confused. What kind of question was Mark planning to ask you but then you had an idea... It’s probably going to involve what happened back at the studio when you were being put on the spot in front of everyone.

“Ask away,” you had an idea of what this question was going to be, and even though you weren’t ready to answer you had to face it eventually.

“Do Jaebum and you possibly have a secret relationship?” Mark asks, looking directly at you.

Well, that was straightforward... There is nothing to hide because Jaebum and you aren’t even dating or anything. When you told the boys back at the studio that you don’t have a relationship with Jaebum or Mark you were serious about it.

The answer would be beyond different if the boys were to ask what your feelings towards them but since they didn’t you are fine.

“No Jaebum and I are just friends,” you said as you looked into Mark’s eyes, so he knew you were telling the truth.

“That’s good to hear,” you were about to ask him why but then suddenly a memory replayed in your head...

For a second you almost forgot that Mark confessed he liked you... You looked down at your plate of food and tried your hardest to contain your smile.

Eventually, silence appeared and the two of you were now sitting there eating not saying a single word to one another...

So were you two planning to stay quiet now...

“M-”

“Y-”

The both of you stopped talking and just smiled.

Things were starting to become complicated... After talking to Sana and hearing her advice you looked at Mark and then back at your food. You came to JYP to live your dreams, not look for boys...

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You remember reading an article where DAY6 had 6 members in the beginning, but someone was kicked out after JYP found out he had a girlfriend.

If you continue to allow your feelings to get in the way you will get kicked out of the company before you can live your dreams.

“What do your plans consist of tomorrow?” Marks asks and you suddenly begin to move your food around not wanting to eat.

“Um well, tomorrow we will have our debut showcase. Then we have photoshoots and interviews so tomorrow will be a very busy day.” In the past couple of days, you have had a chance to spend time with the boys which led you to catch feelings for them... But after today you were going to be busy.

Maybe being busy was going to be a good thing. You weren’t going to have the urge to want to spend time with Jaebum and Mark... Maybe you’ll even get over this crush of yours.

“So will I not be able to see you?” Mark suddenly asks and at that moment the both of you make eye contact.

“I’m not sure....”

Comments like this made it hard to forget why you liked him.

“Well... I enjoyed this lunch, but I think it’s time for me to head back and practice until my feet fall off,” you said dramatically, and Mark smiled.

“Don’t overwork yourself, you do have a busy day head,”

You got up from your seat, grabbed your tray, and left while you could...

Comments like this make it hard for you to just “forget” you have a crush on Mark. He was sweet and considerate.

But sometimes you must sacrifice something for something else... When you look at things it's either you choose your dreams or some boy...

~

Dance practice was going well; however, you would be lying if you were to say you were distracted even if it was the slightest. What was worse about all of this was that you couldn’t talk to your members about it.

You were trying everything you could to ignore your thinking about Mark and focus on what was important... Tomorrow and your busy schedule.

“Okay everyone let’s take 5,” your leader says as she tries to catch her breath.

You all agreed. You walked over to a wall and instantly sat down.

“Y/N!” You looked over and noticed your bandmate Daeun sitting beside you.

“You know although we live together and practice, I feel like I haven’t spoken to you in forever,” it was true but so much has been going on. . .

“I know. But I mean with this debut coming up we’ve all been tired and busy,” you said, and she nodded her head.

She grabs her water bottle and looks at you.

“I know it’s none of my business but lately I noticed you’ve been looking pretty distracted, is everything alright?” You looked at her and began to contemplate with yourself.

Should you open up to Daeun about your situation or keep it to yourself?

You didn’t mean to keep secrets to any of your bandmates, but to be fair you weren’t close to them. Also, this included something that could involve a scandal if you don’t play your cards right and this can affect everyone.

You wouldn’t know how Daeun would feel if you told her about both Mark and Jaebum and how you may like them. . .

“I have been distracted, but it’s nothing concerning. . . Just worried about failing and disappointing everyone around me,” you decided to keep it vague and simple with your explanation.

“Well, girl you have nothing to worry about. Honestly, one thing I always tell myself and I will share with you is that there is no need to stress about the small things. Life has a way of figuring things out, everything happens for a reason.” Daeun says and you nod your head.

“But what if. . .You know something you want to do can affect others around you . . .”

After blurting that out, Daeun looked slightly concerned but instead of asking me what was up, she shrugged.

“Well, only you know what’s best for you. Sometimes you must be selfish and take the risk to make yourself happy before others.” You were surprised to hear advice like this from Daeun, but she was right.

Min-Seo suddenly called everyone back up and we continued to practice. . . After speaking to Daeun, you felt a little less distracted. . .

Everything happens for a reason, right?

You weren’t expecting any of this to take place. You were stuck in a weird position.

When you auditioned to become an idol and even got ACCEPTED you were so happy words could not describe the feeling you felt. You felt speechless, you felt like this was either a mistake or they were probably confusing you with someone else or you felt like you were dreaming...

You remember before your auditions you slept so little to make sure that your routine for your audition went well.

Now here you are about to debut but now you are distracting yourself.

Instead, you are here suddenly getting swayed by boys in this company.

It wouldn’t be much of an issue if JYP didn’t have the dating ban... But if you want to continue being an idol you have to literally push off your feelings and maybe even stop talking to them.

You have worked way too hard to get where you are now. On top of that, you began to recall all the stressful moments you had to endure while training. The harsh criticism you would receive, the whiplash attitude your coaches would give, and the overwhelming feeling you had to deal with...

Honestly, training was probably one of the hardest times you have ever experienced. Back in the dorm, you remember calling your mom and breaking down. You remember the number of times you considered quitting and going to a new root, but you didn’t allow yourself to quit.

Instead, you put on your big girl pants and knew you were going to debut sooner or later.

You worked too hard to suddenly throw all of this away.

Usually, dilemmas like this were a no-brainer but as you began to think.... What if you never feel this way with anyone else you ever meet?

You knew that this was probably just an excuse to avoid letting go of the person you were starting to like...

Were you really going to throw away something you worked so hard for over a guy?

Thinking of Mark was not helping... And weirdly enough you caught yourself even thinking about Jaebum.

You got back on your feet and shook your head.

Now it’s time to focus on what’s important.

- 

After rehearsing the rest of the members were ready to call it a night to head back to the dorm and relax before the big day. However, due to all the distractions you have been experiencing, you decided to stay back to rehearse for an hour or two to make sure you got everything set for tomorrow.

After practicing the main track dance, you felt yourself out of breath. You sat on the floor and looked at yourself in the mirror.

“You got this!” you told yourself trying to tell yourself words of encouragement.

You can’t keep distracting yourself with the thought of these beautiful men. You worked way too hard to be where you are now... How are you going to let that escape through your fingers with just one minor mistake?

You got up and you heard your phone make a noise.

You walked over to your phone and picked it up.

To be honest you were expecting it to be one of your members telling you to head home and rest up for the big day but no...

The person who was texting you at 11 pm was Jaebum.

I heard you were still in the company, so I decided to come by and take you home :)

This text brought mixed feelings. One side of you was happy to receive a text from one of the boys themselves because, to be honest, you enjoyed having a conversation with them. HOWEVER, this is the type of distraction you were trying to avoid.

You brushed your fingers through your hair removing the hair from your face and took a deep breath.

Okay. . . What if you agree for Jaebum to walk you back to the dorm for one last time? That way once you debut you can forget about your friendship with the boys and look at the bigger picture. YEAH!

You texted Jaebum agreeing to his gesture and then put our phone to the side.

Let’s just practice one more time before you call it quits.

-

As you were dancing the last chorus you suddenly noticed a shadow creeping up by the dance studio door. You were going to stop to look back, but you couldn’t afford distraction. You assumed it was Jaebum so instead of looking back you continued to dance and lip sync not trying to miss a beat.

As you were on the floor doing a dance move, you noticed Jaebum walking in and then looked away looking at yourself in the mirror instead.

FOCUS.

Look at the bigger picture.

You continued to perform as if you were standing on stage in front of a big crowd, but you were tempted to look over and look at Jaebum.

Fortunately, the song was coming to an end.

As you were finishing the last set of dance moves, you posed as the music came to an end and you could hear Jaebum cheering.

You looked over and smiled.

You wanted to say something, but you needed to catch your breath.

Jaebum noticed how tired you were after that last dance, and he noticed your water bottle close by the dance studio window. He grabbed the water bottle, walked over to you and you looked at him.

“Thank you,” you grabbed onto the water bottle and then took a sip before you continued to talk to Jaebum.

After taking a sip, you looked at him.

“What brings you to the studio, shouldn’t you be home?” You asked him and he shrugged.

“We finished early with recordings, and I was told that you were still in the dance studio so I came to make an appearance.” you couldn’t lie you felt your heart warm up a little at the thought of Jaebum staying here to see you.

No.... You don’t like him. . . You think.

As you walked over to your bag you said “You didn’t have to stay, you could have gone home and rested. I’m sure you had a busy day,”

Jaebum shrugged and smiled.

“Waiting for you was no problem. . . I was hoping I had a chance to see you today,” as those words came out of Jaebum's mouth you looked over at him and couldn’t help but smile.

Comments like this are not helping whatsoever.

Sometimes you get curious and wonder if Jaebum was interested in you as a woman but then again maybe it’s better if you don’t know the answer to that.

Your brain and your feelings are in a complete battle. What the hell are you supposed to do?

You realized you were so lost in your thoughts you haven’t responded to Jaebum.

“Ah so you just wanted me to bug you more, well your wish is my command,” you teased Jaebum, and he laughed.

You couldn’t risk being flirtatious with Jaebum. You don’t know what kind of outcome comes with and right about now you didn’t want to put yourself in any kind of predicament. Now that you were trying your hardest to stay on the right path you knew you just had to friend-zone the man.

“What can I say, life becomes a little bit more exciting when I am with you,” Jaebum blurts out, and after hearing that you instantly avoid eye contact.

Oh no... He is making it harder and harder to not like.

-

“Sometimes I wonder if becoming an idol is worth all this trouble,” you confessed to Jaebum as you two strolled along the street side by side. 

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I mean the restriction we have when becoming an idol. We have to put up this facade to keep fans happy. We have to give them this illusion that we are perfect and happy all the time when in reality we are human like the rest of them. . .” You weren’t even an idol yet, but you already started to feel like the fame life was going to be harder than most people realize. 

Right now, you seemed conflicted just because tomorrow was the big day. Although you haven’t been friends with Jaebum and Mark for that long, it’s felt like so much has been going on and you haven’t been keeping your eyes on the prize. 

“I know what you mean, I think it’s normal for anyone to have that kind of thought. But in the end, you always think and look at the bigger picture. What do you want?”Jaebum asks you and you look at him. 

“I really want to make sure tomorrow is a complete success. I didn’t go through blood sweat and tears getting criticized left and right just not to debut at the end. You know?”After getting advice from different people, you suddenly decided to make a decision. 

It was now time to put your foot down. Although the past couple of days you have enjoyed the presence of both Jaebum and Mark, you knew it had to come to an end. 

Well, you didn’t have to cut them off completely, but boundaries had to be made and you knew that you had to avoid ever letting things get deeper for example your feelings for each of them.

- 

Bzzz

You opened your eyes, and you looked up at the ceiling.

For some reason, it felt like you didn’t sleep at all. The moment you got home you had a hard time falling asleep. You were so nervous yet excited about your showcase today. . .

The day had officially arrived. You were finally going to debut and make a name for yourself.

You sat up and felt a mix of emotions.

Today is going to be a good day. You weren’t going to let anything get in your way.

Just as you were planning to get up from the bed you suddenly heard a knock on the door. Min-See opens the door and peeks her head through the door.

“Y/N are you awake?” she must have heard your alarm but hasn’t seen you step out of your room.

“I’m awake,” you told her, and she smiled.

You could see how worried she appeared to be. You couldn’t blame her; the feeling was mutual. Although to be fair you all should be confident for today’s showcase, especially with the amount of practice you guys had.

Day’s like today you couldn’t afford any kind of distraction. You walked over to your mirror and took one look at yourself. Right about now it was time for a pep talk.

Today is the big day. After all the rejections, all the struggles, and all of the hard work you put in, today was the day you were going to finally show what you have been working hard on. Today was the day you could finally show your mom that all those tears you shed during the process were worth it at the end of the day.

However, it seemed like in the back of your head you had a slight fear appearing making you think about the what if. What if your debut isn’t as successful as you were hoping? What if people don’t find interest in your group? What if this love triangle you seem to be in becomes far harder than it has been?

You could feel your mind filled with so many different thoughts, but you were trying your hardest to keep yourself together. This is fear talking.

Today was a big day for your group and you and you weren’t going to let anyone take that away from you.

-

As you were in the dressing room getting your makeup done, you were thinking about the lyrics to your own song and the choreography over and over. Today was the day you couldn’t afford any kind of mistake.

The makeup artist instructs you to close your eyes and begins to apply eyeshadow. Suddenly you hear the door open and the staff in your room saying hello to whoever came through the doors. Without thinking twice, you opened your eyes and there you see Mark walking in with a basket in his hand.

Seeing Mark gave you mixed feelings. One side of you was happy to see the fact that Mark cleared his busy schedule just to come down here and wish you luck. . . Like, let’s be honest what kind of guy does that? And then the other side of you isn’t very happy to see Mark just because you knew he could be a big distraction... Can you see the dilemma?

“Mark?” Your makeup artist pulled away from doing your makeup and smiled.

“I’ll give you a few minutes to talk to your friend,”

You thanked your makeup artist and then continued to look at Mark.

“Surprise,” he says as he approaches you with the basket in his hand.

“Surprise is right. . . What brings you down here?” You asked him and just as Mark was about to speak up, he was cut off when someone else walked through the door.

Another person you weren’t expecting to see was right there in front of you. Of course... Jaebum also made an appearance.

What the hell do you do now?

-

To Be Continued...

[lunarsun12]

Face-Off

Masterlist

Previous Episode

Changbin managed, to convince Jackson. To the join a chat, just so he can get his friend BamBam to come online and sort the mess out.

Bambam wasn’t planning to solve the issue, he just wanted to be friends with Chan again. As he miss their late night dinner. However when he saw the situation he tried to escape. Except Han has used his secret weapon against him. Which left BamBam no choice but to fix it.

Will Chan And Lee Know get a divorce?

Bangchan Created A Chat:

‘Stop Hiding From Us!!’

Today 1:00am

Jackson😎: BAMBAM I GOT SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!!

Bambam💥: I’m here wassaup!!

Jackson Left The Chat

BamBam💥: Wait…why does the chat says…stop hiding from us….uh oh…

Bangchan🐺: Wassup BamBam! Long time no see…we all missed you very much

BamBam💥: No need to miss me…wassup…man..?

Lee Know🐱: BAMBAM YOU DEADMEAT! You ruined my chance at love!

Bangchan🐺: Minho? Let me do the taking and you do the listening

Changbin🙄: You know, he never does the listening more like the beating

BamBam💥: Look at the time..I need to go…

Han🐿️: How’s your little yugyeom aka your little yugi?

BamBam💥: Don’t drag him into this…

Han🐿️: I’m sure he will love to hear about how you wanted to drop him as a lover, to be friends with Lisa…

BamBam💥: YOU DARE TELL HIM! I TELL MINHO YOUR SECRET!!

Han🐿️: Binnie exposed already!! Was a shock, I got over it

Bangchan🐺: Nice work Han! I still don’t know, how you found out about BamBam and Yugyeom

Han🐿️: BamBam wouldn’t shut up about him, when you and Eomma went to the convenient store

BamBam💥: YOU STOP POKING YOUR NOSES INTO OTHER BUSINESS

Lee Know🐱: You shouldn’t have pretend to be a priest and married me and chan!!

BamBam💥: How am I supposed to know! It is real! You two shouldn’t have adopted kids! It causes complications!!

Changbin🙄: Who’s dumb idea was that…?

Bangchan🐺: LOOK! ME AND MINHO ARE STUCK LIKE THIS. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW HAN ALSO HAS A CRUSH. I WAS TRYING TO BE NORMAL

Lee Know🐱: Do you know! How long it took me to get Han come near me!!!

Changbin🙄: He was grieving not scared

Han🐿️: BINNIE SHUT UP!!

BamBam💥: Oh man…this is twisted…then my friend Shownu suddenly has 6 kids

Bangchan🐺: I heard…one of his kids ran away…poor guy

Lee Know🐱: Please divorce us! Right now!! I need to smooth things out with Han!!

Bangchan🐺: NO NO DIVORCE! IT WILL RUIN THE FAMILY! WE IN FAR TOO DEEP!!

BamBam💥: Listen, I will sign the divorce document for saying sorry. Please don’t tell my yugi anything!!

Changbin🙄: Eomma, how about you move on…

Han🐿️: Yeah Eomma, marrying to Appa isn’t a bad thing you know….i guess..?

Lee Know🐱: Han! If this stupid BamBam haven’t done that…? WE COULD BE HAPPY

Changbin🙄: Appa? Did you left the adoption paper in my room? The adoption paper literally has your name only on there

Bangchan🐺: Wait!! Since when did I only sign the paper..! Minho why didn’t you sign it!!

Lee Know🐱: I said I sign it and then hid it at Binnie place

Bangchan🐺: Wait so the remaining kids are not adopted…?

Changbin🙄: Erm this is awkward…it’s got BamBam name on there!

BamBam💥: WAIT WHAT! I SIGN NOTHING!!

Lee Know🐱: I did! You ruined my happiness! I will ruin yours!!

BamBam💥: FORGET ABOUT THE DIVORCE! YOU SWITCH MY NAME OUT RIGHT NOW! IM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THEM!!

Lee Know🐱: No! You sign the divorce papers first!!

Bangchan🐺: Phew, I’m glad I managed to create a back up paper.I knew you try to pull that trick, so I tricked you in signing a cat lottery. The one you hid at Binnie was fake!!

Han🐿️: Eomma? Time to let go of the past! You already my Eomma, it’s weird it’s like dating Appa!

Lee Know🐱: Fine…but BamBam this isn’t over!

Bangchan🐺: Why I get the feeling this getting scarier

BamBam💥: Do I have to move countries ! I miss hanging out with you Chan!!

Bangchan🐺: He will cool down soon! How about we grab drinks and catch up!

Previous Episode

[aajjks]

mommy issues!JK

nara can’t believe it. her lover, her everything has put hands on her. the slap jungkook delivered to nara’s face sends her straight to the floor with a cracked lip but the assault doesn’t let up. jungkook pulls on her hair, slaps the helpless girl over and over, and continues to verbally bash the beaten nara. the only thing going through her head is that she’s going to die by her lover’s hands and even though it may sound like a dream witnessing it all is the nightmare.

her hands reach up to slap jungkook’s face, she kicks him, pulls his hair, and makes any attempt to get jungkook to let go of her throat but he doesn’t let up. her porcelain face is turning red from how tight jungkook is squeezing and her eyes are bulging from the sockets. slowly, nara begins to slip into an unconscious state but for some reason jungkook lets go of her throat. she isn’t sure why until she sees eunwoo pulling him off of her, seemingly scolding him, she isn’t sure.

nara is too busy coughing after being choked for so long that she can’t hear what the two are talking about. nara tries to crawl away from jungkook but no matter where she goes, she’s trapped. it seems like she might’ve met her fate here and with teary eyes and a hoarse voice, she begs for jungkook to let her go.

“calm down, alright? CALM DOWN!!” eunwoo yells at an angry jungkook who can only see red. he listens to his friend tell him that nara actually hurt seol and eunwoo finds himself getting angry at the heaving woman behind him but he still doesn’t allow jungkook to finish what he’s started.

“listen to me man, i get it. if i were you, i would’ve fucking ripped that bitch’s head off but you need to think about the bigger picture here. if you kill her, her dad will know that it was you and he’ll kill you for it. think about seol. you want to be in his life, right? killing this bitch isn’t worth it. you let me handle that, alright?”

nara’s eyes widen when she hears eunwoo’s words. soon, jungkook does calm down and eunwoo corners nara to get information about your whereabouts.

“where’s y/n?”

“i-i d-don’t know. h-he n-n-never t-old me wh-where he took h-her”

“where’s your phone?”

“pl-please don-t k-kill m-me. i s-sorry”

“where’s your phone, nara?”

she points to her back pocket and to show her cooperation, she hands eunwoo her cellular device and willingly gives him the passcode to the apple device.

“get yourself together. you got y/n in this mess and you’re going to get her out of it. you’re coming with us to get her back. we can use nara to reveal that guy’s location and once we’ve found him, we can get y/n back. i’ll have yugyeom, mingyu, and chris help us if you want. what’s your call?”

your vision is blurry and your head is pounding. “what the? where am—,” you don’t finish your sentence because the pictures on the wall tells you everything you need to know. you’re back in gwangju, back home.

you get up from the twin sized bed and walk around the bedroom you grew up in. your trophy case remains intact in the corner of your bedroom including the huge posters of michael jackson and girls’ generation on your wall.

you notice your body is clean and the tank top and jeans you wore have been replaced by a pair of matching silk pajamas.

hesitantly, you open your bedroom door and navigate yourself around the clean, familiar house. you still don’t find your things but the door is right there—

“oh, is my little ice queen awake? come here dear, its been so long since i’ve seen you!”

“h-hi mom. where’s ji-cheol?”

“he’s putting some finishing touches on the new house—oh no! i ruined the surprise. i’m sorry dear”

“new house? new house for what?”

“for you, silly. now that you’re back, you guys can finally have that family we’ve been talking about for so long”

“excuse me? what family? no. absolutely not. i’m not having anything—,”

“you’re having a family with ji-cheol and that’s final. you’re lucky he forgave you after that little affair you had in busan but it’s okay. this is your future, dear just accept it. the faster you accept it the quicker you’ll be happy. now, come help me in the kitchen. your father should be home any minute now”

~🫧

Jungkook doesn’t even spare a glance in Nara’s direction as he waits for his friends arrival, Seol is now with alina so jungkook has nothing to worry about.

“Please hurry up he’s not a good man!” Jungkook is horrified at the thought of you being alone with him, he hit you- you were terrified of him, Eunwoo understands. And soon they see Chris pull up along with yugyeom and mingyu.

Eunwoo is standing next to Nara so she can’t escape, Jungkook hates this bitch, he should’ve known something was up. “Hey man!!!! Don’t worry I’m about to track his location thanks to Nara’s phone.” Mingyu takes Nara’s phone and begins working.

Jungkook is pacing back and forth in his house, he’s so worried, the way you had a mental breakdown once he told you about that man being in by Busan….

Jungkook failed to protect you.

Half an hour passes by and they finally manage to track his location- your location.

“OH I GOT IT ITS SHOWING GWANGJU- NAM GU.” Jungkook can’t believe it, “dude how did you- we could’ve sent him a message?” Yugyeom asks but then eunwoo cuts mingyu off.

“Of course but that would’ve alerted him, why would Nara ask for a precise location when she only wanted yn to get away from jungkook?” At that, JK glares at her again.

She’s not a human… she’s a monster.

Jungkook inhales a deep breath and sighs, “we’re all going to gwangju tonight.”

[kpopsickies]

Could you write a fic where the members of Got7 pass a cold around. Starting with Mark. (with lots of sneezes)

Sickie: got7

caretaker: got7

*set during Nanana era*

who else misses Got7?

Mark p.o.v

see you guys tomorrow I couldn't believe after nearly a year spent in America away from my bandmates I was finally able to say that. I was sitting in the back of a cab on the way to the airport, We were all going to meet up in Korea to film for our music video. I was feeling a bit off, but considering that it was 4:30 I kinda expected that.

I got to the airport and moved through security, a mask and sunglasses hiding most of my face. I made it through security, the airport was fairly empty, understandable with how early it was. I went to one of the cafes in the airport, wanting caffeine to wake me up. I thought for a few seconds, debating between getting coffee or tea, I decided on coffee because I at least wanted to be awake enough to somewhat function. After I ordered I sat in a corner by my boarding gate. I pulled my phone out and saw that the group chat was blowing up. I smiled at Bambam tormenting Yugyeom, as Yugyeom tried to deny missing Jinyoung. And Bambam exposing Yugyeom with a screenshot of Yugyeom complaining to him about how much he missed annoying Jinyoung. I laughed quietly to myself, as I got more awake I became a bit more aware that maybe I wasn't just feeling "off" because I was tired. I had a bit of a headache and my nose was stuffy. I silently cursed, knowing how awful flying is going to be with a stuffy nose.

My manager came over to me, "Mark, they're starting boarding"

"alright, coming" I quickly texted the group chat to tell them I was boarding the plane. They all wished me a safe flight and Jackson told me to tell him when I landed. I assured him I would. I followed my manager to the line of people to board. I noticed a few people pointing at me, one girl even waved at me. I smiled (not really thinking she'd be able to see with the mask) and waved back. She blushed and frantically told one of the girls next to her, who turned around and just stared at me. I laughed quietly. I had noticed that my nose was not just stuffy, but was getting itchy. "hhnnxktch- hhnkxtch hhnnktch-" I sniffled, the girls in front of me turned around, "bless you"

"thank you" I sniffled. They looked at each other, "are you Mark from got7?"

"no, I'm Chan from stray kids" they laughed, I couldn't help but smile, glad that they found me funny. "where are you flying to?" One of the girls asked, I didn't want to tell them, wanting Aghase to be surprised by the comeback, "home" I said, I mean, they probably assumed I meant LA. "have fun" one of the girls said with a smile, "thank you"

"c-can we get a picture with you?" one of the other girls asked, "sure" I smiled, the mask was still over my face, feeling quite thankful for it as my nose was running after sneezing. My manager offered to take the picture, "why don't you take your mask off?" he said quietly, so the girls wouldn't hear "there aren't a lot of people here" I shook my head, "why not?"

"because, I sneezed" he gave me a strange look, "I think I might be sick" I said, he looked worried, "like how sick?"

"just a cold" I said sniffling, he nodded. The girls and I stood together, right before the manager took the picture I held my hand out, and turned away from the others, "hhxktch- henxtch- nnxktch hhngxtch"

"bless you"

"thank you" I smiled and he got the picture. The girls thanked me multiple times, I smiled, "you're welcome" We boarded the plane, I sat in the window seat next to my manager, "you're sick?"

"I think so, I woke up this morning and felt just kinda off, I thought I was just tired, but now I have a headache and my nose is really stuffy. Plus my throat is kinda sore" I explained, "have you taken anything yet?" I shook my head, "I didn't realize I was sick" I explained, sniffling. My nose had been running basically non-stop. The plane began taxiing, "i'm going back to sleep" I said leaning against the window, "go ahead" I was actually surprised that I managed to fall asleep. I woke up to a horrible sharp pain in my eyes and nose. My ears were crackling and felt like my head was about to explode. I barely stifled the painful groan that escaped past my lips. "you alright Mark?"

"really hurts" I rubbed the bridge of my nose, "sinus pressure?" I nodded, he handed me some tissues, I took a few and blew my nose as quietly as I possibly could. "we're landing now" he said, I nodded, "how long was I asleep for?"

"six hours"

"six hours!?" he nodded, "your next flight is going to be long, It's LA to Korea" I groaned "how long?"

"about 15 hours" I nodded, I knew it would be long, but it would be miserable with how I was feeling. "Don't worry, we can find a shop in the airport and drug you" I smiled.

~TIME SKIP~

It seemed like forever before I finally landed in Korea. My head was definitely going to explode, I'm sure of it. It was about 4 when we landed in Korea. I was the last one to get here, Yugyeom, Jinyoung, Youngjae, and Jaebum were already in korea so it was easy for them, Jackson got in the morning from China and Bambam got in maybe two hours before me.

My manager and I took a taxi to Jaebum's house. He said as the leader he'd provide his house for us all to stay in when we were in Korea. The koreans said they could stay at their own houses, but we all agreed we wanted to be together. I arrived, before going inside I made sure to blow my nose a couple of times and drink some water, trying to sound as normal as possible. I left the car, thanking my manager for all him help. He was pulling out as I knocked on the front door. It flew open a second later and Bambam was standing there. "MARK HYUNG IS HERE!!!" He yelled into the house, I cringed at how loud his voice was, He pulled me inside and gave me a quick hug. Jackson came hurrying in, "HYUNG YOU DIDN'T TEXT ME WHEN YOU LANDED!" I winced at his loud voice, which was doing nothing for my headache. "sorry Jackson" I was so distracted by my headache and my sinuses deciding they hated me that I had forgotten. "You said you would" he looked upset, but I could hear the teasing in his voice. "sorry, I was up so early this morning" I noticed my voice sounded really congested. "you alright Mark?" Jaebum, who had just come into the living room, asked. I nodded, "I've got a little bit of a cold but no big deal" I sniffled, The others looked concerned, “flying with a stuffy nose is the worst” Yugyeom said as he handed me a box of tissues. I thanked the maknae and took a few tissues, finally feeling comfortable enough to fully blow my nose. 

“how long have you been sick for?” Jaebeom asked, “I’m not sure, I know I started feeling sick this morning. At first I thought I was just really tired but throughout the day I’ve started feeling worse” 

“have you taken anything?” Jinyoung asked. “yeah, but it was back in LA so like almost 20 hours ago.” I explained, “hhnxgtch- nnggxtch- hhh- hhxgtch-” 

“bless you” The others said, I sniffled and thanked them, “are you hungry? We were just about to eat” I nodded, sniffling and rubbing my nose with the back of my hand. “after we eat you should take medicine and get some rest, especially if you’re sick” I shook my head, “I slept on the flight so I’m not super tired.” I explained, coughing after, my throat had gotten annoyingly sore. “we can watch something, because you need to rest, especially as we’ll start filming soon, we can’t have you sick while filming” Jaebum explained. 

Jaebum p.o.v

The seven of us began eating, I kept a close eye on Mark, who had been periodically sniffling and sneezing throughout the meal. He didn’t seem to have a fever, but I made a mental note to check, just in case. After dinner Mark volunteered to help do dishes, but Yugyeom and Bambam both turned him away, “no hyung, you need to rest” Yugyeom said, Bambam nodded in agreement. “c’mon hyung, let’s drug you and get you resting” Jinyoung said. Mark nodded, he followed us to the living room, pausing to sneeze. He winced after, rubbing his throat. “maybe if you didn’t stifle it wouldn’t hurt as much” Jackson said, gently patting Mark’s shoulder. “it’s a habit” Mark explained with a wet sniffle. He sat down on the couch, Jackson sat next to him, Mark leaned against him. I knew neither of them would admit it, but you could see how excited they were to see each other. Jinyoung came in with a bottle of pills, he handed it to Mark, who thanked him, he took a few out and swallowed them without water, Youngjae cringed, “I still don’t get how you can do that!” Mark laughed, “I’m amazing” Jackson and Jinyoung both rolled their eyes, Youngjae just shook his head, I laughed. The maknaes both came into the room together, loudly bickering about something. “It was in 2019!”

“no it wasn’t! It was 2018!”

“What are you guys arguing about?” Mark asked, coughing a bit after. “Itzy debuted in 2019, but someone-” Yugyeom said jabbing Bambam’s side with his elbow- “thinks they debuted in 2018.” Jinyoung pulled out his phone, “I actually think Yugyeom is right” a second later he nodded, “yep, 2019.” 

“HA! I was right!” Yugyeom yelled, Bambam rolled his eyes, “okay fine, you were right, just this once. But I was right about stray kids” They must have noticed the questioning look given because Bambam was quick to explain, “he thought stray kids was a 9 member group, but I was right, they had 9, but they’re 8 now” (😭) Jinyoung rolled his eyes, Mark laughed, coughing a bit after. “what are we watching?” Yugyeom asked sitting down next to Mark

“*insert show here*” 

“oh, that’s good” Bambam sat down on Yugyeom’s other side. The seven of us watched for nearly 4 hours, getting through 6 full episodes, Mark fell asleep about halfway through the third episode. Jackson informed us that Mark felt really warm, and after taking his temperature, (somehow without waking him up) we discovered he had a low fever. At the end of the night we all retreated to our rooms to sleep, except Jackson who stayed on the couch with Mark laying asleep across his lap, explaining to us he didn’t want to wake him up. 

Jackson p.o.v 

The next morning I woke up and still felt a weight over my legs, signifying Mark was still asleep. I was stiff and sore from sleeping sitting up the night before. I also was thankful that I didn’t feel sick, which Jaebum hyung has warned me about, saying that with how much Mark was all over me I’d likely get sick. I explained that I have the best immune system out of all the members, and that I wasn’t worried. I moved Mark off of me as carefully as I could as went to the kitchen and found that Yugyeom, Jaebum, and Youngjae were already awake. “morning” I said as I walked into the kitchen, “good morning” 

“Is Mark still asleep?” Jb asked, I nodded, “hhnggtCHU- nnggtCHU- hh- hhngtcHU- HNngtCHU” I was startled at the outburst from the makane. 

“bless you” The rest of us said, “thanks” he took a napkin from the center of the table. “Did Mark  give you his cold?” Yugyeom shook his head, “it’s just allergies hyungs” the maknae explained, “you sure? you were sitting next to Mark hyung last night” Yugyeom nodded, “I’m sure. It feels different when it’s a cold vs allergies” he explained smiling. 

We were distracted when a fit of coughing sounded from the kitchen door, we looked towards it and saw Mark standing there, “good morning” we said, Mark smiled, “how’re you feeling hyung?” 

“somewhat more alive” he said with a slight laugh. He looked at me, “did you stay with me all night last night? when I woke up at 3 you were still there” I nodded, “you’ll get sick” I shrugged, “i have a strong immune system”

“that doesn’t mean you’re invincible” Mark said with a tired smile. he sat down next to me and pressed a hand to my forehead, “I’m not sick hyung” I said laughing as i gently pushed his hand off my forehead. Mark gave me a look and nodded his head towards the living room, signaling he wanted to talk to me. I shrugged and followed him. “What’s up hyung?” 

“you have a fever” I was surprised, “I do?” 

“i think so, you felt really warm” 

“I don’t feel sick though” I said feeling confused, I mean yeah i was a bit sore, but that’s probably from being on a plane for so long, or so I thought. Once he pointed it out I did notice a bit of pain behind my eyes, that hadn’t really seemed like anything before, now I was really feeling it. I frowned, “how could I have gotten sick so fast?”

“well besides the fact you and I were sleeping right next to each other, you were also really tired from flying all day, and typically- hhktchh- nngxtch- sorry, typically people who are tired are more susceptible to getting sick because their immune system is weakened.” I nodded at the explanation, “bless you by the way” He sniffled and thanked me. The two of us went back to the kitchen where the rest of the members had gathered. “everything okay?” Jinyoung asked as Mark and I sat down. Before I could say anything Mark jumped in, “Jackson’s sick” the others all groaned, “how long do you guys think it will be until we’re all sick?” Bambam asked, Jaebum stood up, “I’ll call the manager and let him know that Mark and Jackson are sick” He left the room, Jinyoung turned to the rest of us, “is anyone else feeling sick?” Youngjae and Bambam both shook their heads, but the maknae half raised his hand, “I thought it was just allergies but now I’m not so sure” he admitted. “okay, I’ll go tell Jaebum” he stood up, Yugyeom lay his head down on the table. Bambam, who was sitting next to him, placed his hand on his forehead, “shit bro, you’re burning up” Yugyeom nodded, “I feel like it” the maknae’s eyes were glassy with fever. 

Jaebum came in and noticed Yugyeom with his head on the table. Concern evident on his face. “Does Yugyeom have a fever?” 

“yeah, so does Jackson” Mark explained, “do you?” he shrugged, I placed my hand on his forehead but quickly discovered my own fever was making it hard to get an accurate reading. Jaebum came over and placed his hand on the oldest’s forehead. “Yeah, he’s got a fever” he then placed his hand on my forehead, “I think Jackson’s is a little bit higher though” He walked towards the cupboard and took out a thermometer. He went to Mark first and handed it to him. Mark placed it under his tongue, a few seconds later it beeped, “100.5″ (38.1) Jaebum nodded, he cleaned off the thermometer and handed it to me. “100.7″ (38.2) he cleaned it off and placed it under his own tongue, “98.5, normal.” (36.9) “do you feel sick hyung?” Bambam asked, Jaebum shook his head, “I just wanted to check. I think we all should” He explained passing it to Jinyoung. A few seconds later Jinyoung announced “Same as Jb, Normal”  

“that’s good” the leader said, before cleaning it and handing it to Youngjae. “I feel fine hyung” Youngjae explained, “I know. We just want to check” Youngjae nodded and slipped it under his tongue. A second later it beeped and Youngjae took it out. He stared at it for a few seconds. “what is it?” I asked, Youngjae looked confused. “99.9 but i feel fine” (37.7) 

“were you drinking hot coffee?” Jinyoung asked. Youngjae half nodded, “yeah, but it was like 20 minutes ago. Jinyoung placed his hand on Youngjae’s forehead, “you do feel a little bit warm” Youngjae’s forehead was creased with a frown, “I feel fine though” 

“let’s not stress about it. We’ll just keep an eye on you and-”

“hIAhtchu” Jackson interrupted, “sorry”

“It’s fine, bless you- But, we’ll just see how you’re feeling at the end of the day” Jaebum addressed Youngjae, “okay” He nodded, he didn’t look sick, he wasn’t even pale. Youngjae handed the thermometer to Bambam, who wiped it off on his tshirt and stuck it under his tongue. “I don’t think that is really going to do anything” Jinyoung said with a not well hidden eye roll. Bambam half glared at him. Looking slightly ridiculous with a thermometer in his mouth. A second later it beeped. “97.9″ (36.6) 

“I forgot you’re a penguin” Youngjae said rolling his eyes. bambam laughed, “at least it’s normal. I hate being sick” He glanced at Yugyeom who was still lying on the table. “you alright bro?” Yugyeom nodded, he sat up, he took the thermometer from Bambam. A second later it beeped, he looked at it, frowning, he handed it to Bambam. “101.9″ (38.8) Bambam read looking concerned. He gently rubbed the maknae’s back. “geez kid.” Jaebum said, looking worried, “always run warm” Yugyeom said, trying to reassure us. He sat up, and it was clear he was sick, his skin was a pasty white, his eyes glazed over with fever. “how about we have a movie and resting day” Jinyoung said, his eyes lingered over the maknae. “I second that” Mark said, his voice was congested and cracked. The seven of us slowly made our way to the living room, Yugyeom heavily relied on Bambam while they walked. It was concerning to see. 

We all settled down, Yugyeom was leaning against Bambam on the couch, he looked half-asleep already. Mark and I sat together at the other end, Jinyoung sat between us and the maknaes. Jaebum and Youngjae sat on the floor in front of the couch. 

TO BE CONTINUED =) 

[markie-baby]

just got7 going crazy cus y/n is wearing a white t-shirt without a bra,so they see her nipples very welll, (yhh ur girly is nastyy 😭)

WE nasty bih, whatchu mean??? 😭😭😭 But I GOT YOU. I'm so unseasoned when it comes to trying to emulate the other members' speech (yeah I dick-ride Mark that hard) Thank you so much for being my third request EVER💞

Hope you enjoy~

🌹Jinyoung

Jinyoung would have never thought his girlfriend would be into the public, sexier side of life. He didn't know she would be a fan of the band but even so, he didn't expect her to do that. He'd be in the back seat of a van, in the parking lot with the tinted windows, his hands on her hips as she rode him. The way her breasts would bounce with each thrust, nipples hardening under the thin white material, and the way she would bite her lip, eyes locked on his, it would drive him mad. She would be the one to tease him in front of all of those people. He would take her home immediately afterward to punish her.

"Honey...I didn't expect this... I like it."

🌹Jaebum

Jaebum has seen his girlfriend wear his shirts before but not a white one. He would love the way she would look in his clothes with no bra. It's something he has fantasized about many times. The way she would tease him by bending over in front of him, showing him her ass, and the outline of her breasts under the white material. It's a turn-on he would love to experience.

"Mmm, you look so sexy, babe."

🌹Mark

Mark would love to see his girlfriend wearing one of his white shirts with no bra on. He loves the way her breasts would bounce when she walks and the way her nipples would harden when she's excited. He loves the way her body looks in white clothing. Mark would also enjoy being able to see her breasts through the shirt and playing with them. He'd love to take her into their bedroom and have his way with her.

"Come here, sexy."

🌹Jackson

Jackson thinks his girlfriend looks good in everything. Although, white just makes him more turned on. It's very hot to him. Jackson would want to take his girlfriend to a private area and have sex with her. They've done this before, but not wearing just white clothing. That's what's new to him and the reason why he is excited. The sight of his girlfriend in white with no bra drives him crazy. It's one of those sex symbols for guys. A man's fetish.

"You look so hot, babe. Wanna go somewhere...?"

🌹Youngjae

It would be so unexpected for Youngjae to see his girlfriend wearing his white shirt outside of their bedroom. However, he couldn't help himself. He would find her sexy and would fantasize about ripping the clothes off of her. Although Youngjae is known for being sweet and romantic, this wouldn't be the time. He would bring her somewhere where they can have privacy because he cannot control himself and would just want to take her clothes off.

"I've been holding back all day...please let me touch you."

🌹Yugeom

He'd know immediately why she was doing that, which was to attract him. A sexy prank, maybe? Yugyeom would try his best to tease his girlfriend. He'd try to grab her boobs but not make it obvious to everyone else. Yugyeom would think to himself that they would feel very different if she didn't have a bra on. She would react to his advances. Therefore, he would know that she wants him to play with them. He'd rather do it in private, however.

"Looks like you want me right now, huh?"

🌹BamBam

Walking around with no bra, especially outside, takes guts and self-confidence. Both of those BamBam loves, and because of that, he would love to see his girlfriend dressed so erotically. A thin white shirt without a bra makes BamBam think of all the possibilities. It could lead to sex and it's sexy to see the person he's into the most in simple clothing. It turns him on. He's into skinny clothing but anything his girlfriend wears gets his attention immediately.

"You should take your shirt off, babe."

[astrolaurical]

omg thank u for reblogging that post about jackson. i'm also a disappointed fan. :/ tbh being a kpop fan is exhausting because if one section of the fandom tries to hold someone accountable or call them out for being problematic, everyone else comes to that person's defense without doing their due diligence and operating under the assumption that a person/group they are a fan of can do no wrong.

Edit: anon is referring to this reblog

Wayyyy back when that Pepsi stuff happened I was going off on here I was so mad at him it kind of made me fall out of the group for a while. I had to step back and just enjoy the music, not so much the people anymore, because AmeriThaiKong have all had a scandal, JB had that erotica scandal, and Yugyeom STILL continues to support a woman beater as his favorite singer. The only “scandal-free” (publicly) are Jinyoung and Youngjae. And all these are minor scandals, mind you. Most netizens consider them a scandal-free group.

Aghases are considered globally as one of the chillest kpop fandoms ever. I remember that day in 2017 vividly. I was even one of the people in his insta comments trying to peacefully explain why what he did was wrong, but he just felt attacked. Its understandable to see why he feels that way. He had thousands of people all (calmly) saying the same thing and asking for an apology, but he was not viewing or willing to admit that his actions were wrong. The comments he made to us were totally out of line, though.

But he’s def going through something rn. He’s been videotaped drunk or at parties like 10+ times in the last 1-2 years alone. And at his London concert he was literally walking around on stage with a bottle of Hennessy. It’s like deja vu of when Kanye West did it at the 2009 MTV VMAs.. and we all remember how that turned out.

He also concerned me when he was talking to Eric Nam on his podcast a few months ago about his depression and how he’s been drinking to cope. He seems to really be crying out for help and seems to be surrounded by yes men not really listening. Typical entertainment industry stuff :(

Like if I ever met him in person, he seems like an intelligent guy based off of multiple podcasts I have watched him on, so that’s gives me hope that he would be willing to listen and change if properly explained to. I also think he just realllllly wants someone to listen to him right now and seems to be stuck in contractual obligations so he’s drinking his problems away (allegedly. Based on video evidence. Don’t sue me Jackson Wang). I am disappointed with his actions from years ago but mostly I am just very concerned about him right now.

[missgineaus]

but here's some got7 hp/hogwarts headcanons:

jaebum

gryffindor | 7th year prefect

best subject: care of magical creatures

looks like he should be attending durmstrang instead but is the softest for the first years actually

is only supposed to have one cat on hogwarts grounds but ahahahaha 😉

animals love jaebum ok they love him like unicorns just walk up to him and chew on his hair

jinyoung says that's why he's prematurely balding lol

"maybe" blew up his feather in his first transfiguration class lol

jinyoung

ravenclaw | 6th year prefect

best subject: arithmancy

whoever said ravenclaws were weak clearly never met jinyoung

some say if you take his™ study table in the library, you'll be fed to the merpeople in the lake

it's leviOsa not leviosA

one time jinyoung forgot his outer robe in ravenclaw tower and made everyone on the moving staircase trip cuz of his peach 🍑

probably has discussions on magical theory with professors

mark

hufflepuff | 7th year prefect

he’s a nice fuck boy ok lol

best subject: defense against the dark arts

is really cute and people mistake him for a 4th year often even though he's one of the oldest 7th years

can kick your ass in a duel (competitive af man)

no really so competitive that sparks will fly from his wand when he’s incensed

no one paid attention to him until he dyed his hair blonde once in 4th year and um wow yeah now everyone knows who he is lol

spins his wand in his hand like one spins a dagger and it's the hottest thing wtf

amazing with non verbal spell work -all his spells are probably non verbal actually

people hate that cuz they never know what he uses agains them in a duel and they lose

jackson

slytherin | 7th year head boy

best subject: charms -

In A Different Game

RICH IN MY A M B I T I O N

knows everybody, if you think jackson doesn't know you ❌wrong❌ he does

is really silly and is the first person to laugh at himself and is actually a really good head boy because he's not intimidating and the younger years feel safe and laugh around him

doesn't change the fact he's smart

people really forget he's smart even tho he's head boy it's a little ridiculous

both his parents are charmsmaters and he wants to be one too

can always find him in the kitchens eating organic -house elves love him ok

youngjae

gryffindor | 6th year

best subject: herbology

can sing plants into bloom

the only person the mandrakes probably don't scream at lol

holds tutoring sessions for herbology in one of the greenhouses wow he's so nice

bambam swears the stars shine on youngjae during astronomy class

will steal your treacle tart

literally right off your plate

is probably a really go0d beater even tho he’s not on the quidditch team

in the frog choir

made jaebum also join the frog choir haha

probably interns at the infirmary cuz he wants to a healer or at least going into healing herbology

has a tattoo of a plant but no one has ever seen the whole thing

bambam

gryffindor | 5th year

best subject: transfiguration

has quick fashion fixes using his transfiguration skills

has turned yugyeom into a frog at least once

yugyeom thought it was cool

jinyoung did not

one time he and mark sneaked out to get some snacks at hogsmeade and would have gotten caught by a professor patrolling the corridors if bambam didn't transfigure them into intricate tapestries

seriously the detail in his transfigurations are no joke

has a scrapbook of magical and non magical photos of him and his friends more heavily warded than the trunk with his designer clothes

professors really like him lol

yugyeom

ravenclaw | 5th year

best subject: potions

the one subject he's naturally better at than jinyoung but jinyoung will never admit this

tried to fight the giant squid

probably brewed amortentia and made people smell it and found out half the schools crushes

has a secret magical dandelion tattoo that changes colors

says every potion is EEEEEEASYYYY

probably actually likes the history of magic - like spews the most randomest facts at inconvenient times it’s so annoying lol

...and because im a markson ho i gotta include them is this au right haha here's some additional markson/gen js hcs!

markson

probably like the loudest couple theyre always yelling and laughing -theyre too cute tho so its hard telling them to shut up

jackson sometimes uses his headboy status to excuse his class tardiness and why he’s so out in the corridors late at night to walk mark to class and back to the hufflepuff common room

actually since hes head boy and has a room to himself, mark and the rest of their friends probably crash in jacksons room at least 3/7 days lol

actually now that we’re on jackson -everyone forgets he’s a slytherin cuz they think he’s too nice for his house

and he’s not fake nice he’s actually sincerely kind

but his drive and will to succeed at what he wants is unparalleled (PLAY JACKSON'S ENTIRE DISCOGRAPHY COME ON)

he sleeps the least out of his friends cuz hes always studying or practicing spell work or wand movements or reviewing notes

some of the first years think jackson a slytherin cuz his robes changed to a green color cuz he eats so much vegetables and drinks so much green tea LOL

original twitter thread | originally posted 18 feb 2019

[cherryeol04]

The Thing in the Lake (M)

➻ Pairings: Mark x Jackson

➻ Genre: Horror au, Thriller au, Camping Au

➻ Additional: humor, romance, ghost story

➻ Word Count: 3.4K

➻ Warnings: graphic depictions of violence & gore

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

“So the plan is to get totally wasted.” Jackson said happily as he plopped down in one of the folding chairs, grinning as he held the bottle of vodka in his hands. The other’s looked at him with a raised brow and he frowned. “What?”

“If you wanted to get drunk, then why did you even suggest coming here?” Mark asked as he looked over at the other quizzically, laughing softly. “Jackson you could have stayed back in town and gone to Halloween parties with Amber like you planned.” he said.

Jackson snorted as he opened the bottle and sniffed it for a moment before looking back at Mark. “And miss spending time with you? What kind of boyfriend would I be?” he asked and quickly pointed to Yugyeom, whose mouth was open and ready for a snarky comment. “Quiet, no one asked you.” he said and snorted. “I would be a very bad boyfriend.” he replied and smiled. “Besides, it’s the holiday season. All holidays are spent with your lovers right?”

“Is that a rhetorical question?” Youngjae asked with a raised brow. “Or do you really want an answer to that?”

“I really want an answer to that. I don’t know these things.” Jackson said with a scoff. “Come on Youngjae, I’m new to this whole good boyfriend thing. I need a little guidance.” he pleaded. Mark laughed and reached over and took the bottle from Jackson’s hand and pressed the mouth to Jackson’s lips. 

“Shut up and drink.” he chuckled and looked around their little campfire that they had going. It was Jackson’s idea to come out to the campsite near the lake just outside the city. It wasn’t a remote area, but it felt like it was an excellent place for young lovers to go and spend romantic nights alone. Or for a group of friends, such as they were, to spend one night getting plastered as they told ghost stories and celebrated Halloween. 

“So booze, check.” BamBam said. “Friends...more or less check.” he said and laughed when Jinyoung smacked him with the plushie peach pillow he was holding. “Campfire, check. Time to enjoy ourselves on this fine spooky night. What should we do first? Get drunk? Make smores? Tell ghost stories or fuck?”

“We’re not fucking out here.” Youngjae said quickly with a wag of his finger.

“Why not? Brings you closer with nature.” Yugyeom laughed. “What? Didn’t bring the lube.” he teased.

“Shut up Yugyeom. Why would we have come all the way out here just to fuck?” Youngjae questioned.

“Good question. We didn’t. We came out here to have fun and be together.” Jaebum said. “So let’s have fun!”

“Alright, who brought mom?” Jackson asked and grinned as he passed the bottle of vodka over to BamBam who took a swig from it. “Don’t be a Debby Downer Jaebum. I plan to fuck Mark good in the tent later.” he said and threw a wink to his blushing boyfriend.

“Do you mean, Mark plans to fuck you good? We all know you don’t top.” BamBam teased, laughing as Jackson flicked him off.

“S’mores time yes?” Youngjae jumped in as he grabbed the bag with the marshmallows in it and held it up. “Come one, let’s make them and tell some ghost stories.” he said with an eager expression that had everyone stunned in silence.

“I mean…” Jaebum started and coughed to clear his throat. “I know I’m mom and all, but haven’t you fucked the prude out of him already Jinyoung?” he asked, staring at the younger male next to him who was just as in shock at his boyfriend’s words as Jaebum had been.

“Guess I didn’t do a good job.”

“Oh come on guys.” Youngjae whined. “Why is it so bad that I don’t want to talk or listen to talk of fucking and sex and relationships that I have no business knowing about? What you all do is all up to you. Why do I need to be a part of it?” he questioned.

“How did he get into our best friend club?” Yugyeom asked, pointing to Youngjae in question. “We’re men Jae, we talk about this stuff all the time. You need to get used to it. It doesn’t make you dirty or anything. If anything, it’s an expression of our love for our boyfriends and our trust in each other as friends.” 

“Someone remove him from Philosophy class.” Bambam laughed and took the bag of marshmallows from Youngjae and opened it. He pulled one out and tossed it at Yugyeom, laughing. Yugyeom stuck out at his tongue at the other and rolled his eyes.

“Just relax Youngjae, okay? The hyungs are here to watch over us. Tonight we get shit faced drunk and have a good time!” Yugyeom said happily.

“We’re not your babysitters.” Jaebum laughed as he stood and walked over to his tent and grabbed the back of supplies he had been told to bring. He pulled out the little dowels for everyone and passed them out before tossing a box of graham crackers to Mark. “You’ll be our designated graham boy.” he chuckled and then looked at Jinyoung who held up the chocolate bars.

“I’ve got the chocolate.” he said happily. 

“Good, let’s get cooking. All this talk about food is making me hungry.” Mark said and reached towards BamBam for a marshmallow.

“I thought we were talking about sex.” Jackson inquired. 

“That too.” Mark agreed with a laugh and stuck his marshmallow into the fire to warm. The others followed soon afterwards as they were given their marshmallow and they sat around in silence for a while. They didn’t need to talk or anything. Instead they just stared at the fire, or worked silently on crafting the best s’more, each trying to outdo each other. 

“So what kind of stories should we tell?” BamBam asked after about ten minutes of silence. He was fighting with his gooey marshmallow to stay on the cracker long enough to grab a few bars of the chocolate to put on it. “Like should it be true stories or shit we make up?” he asked. 

“True stories, duh.” Jackson grumbled through a mouthful of s’more. “You’re all crap at making up stuff.”

“I take offense to that.” Youngjae grumbled and glared at Jackson. The young literature major was very good at making up stories. He had to do so for many of his class assignments and his teachers always gave him high marks. So he had to be good, right?

“Who cares if we make it up or not?” Jinyoung asked and grinned. “Let’s just tell stories okay?” he said. Looking over at Youngjae, he grinned as he smeared chocolate over his nose, pulling a whine from him. 

“Alright, who’s first?” Yugyeom asked. With no one speaking up, a quick round of rock, paper, scissors was played until the order was decided. After a few failed stories from Bambam, Yugyeom and Jinyoung, it became Youngjae’s turn and the boys settled back in their chairs, eyes locked on the male as he prepared to tell his story.

“It better be good, Mr. Lit Major.” Jackson hummed as he sipped his cup. Youngjae rolled his eyes at him and cleared his throat.

“So I know a few of you aren’t natives of this province….or country.” he said and eyed Mark, Jackson and then BamBam. “Anyway, there is a legend in these parts that is really creepy.” 

“Ooh what? Mr. Slasher Killer?” Jackson taunted and grunted when Mark smacked his chest.

“Shut up.” he hissed at him. 

Youngjae threw a marshmallow at Jackson and shook his head. “Anyway, there is a legend about this lake.” Youngjae continued as he leaned in, hands folded over his lap. “About five years ago there was a string of murders that happened here. Young kids would come out here to party and fuck; what normal college kids would do. A group of friends ventured out here for a weekend getaway. They were here from Friday night and supposed to return home on Monday. When none came back they were reported missing. Police investigated and when they finally came out here to the campsites they found their mutilated bodies. Some parts were hanging in the trees.” He said and pointed to the large tree limb that hung over them. “Other parts strewn about, but there was a distinct way these body parts were left. They created a trail and the police followed it all the way down to the dock of the lake.”

“It was Jason!” Jackson announced.  Shaking his head, Mark reached out and covered Jackson’s mouth to keep him from talking again. 

“Now the police thought it was just some crazy killer, but when the body parts were examined it was said that it looked like their flesh had been ripped apart by jagged edges of something and then even found teeth lodged into a bone. And after further inspection, it was a tooth that didn't belong to any known animal in South Korea, k or the world.” 

“Really?” Bambam asked in shock. 

“Ah! That's not true.” Yugyeom shook his head. 

“It's true! Look it up.” Youngjae nodded and sat back, grinning. “You're turn hyung.” He called to Mark. 

“How about we just drink?” Jaebum asked. 

“What? Scared?” Youngjae teased and laughed at the other. 

“No, I'm bored. Look I brought my speakers. Let's just rock out and drink before passing out.”

“I second that motion!” Jinyoung chimed in.

“Third!” Jackson shouted through Mark’s hand. 

“Oh you big old party poopers.” Yugyeom huffed and glared at them. “Fine, let’s party.”  The others cheered. Setting up the speakers, Jaebum connected his phone to them and started the music, officially starting their Halloween bash out in the woods. Yugyeom, as always, was the first to be up and dancing, Bambam joining him shortly after. 

Youngjae spent the majority of the time laughing loudly at the two dancing, Jinyoung talking with Jaebum about who knows what. Jackson watched them all with a smile before glancing at Mark. The other seemed enraptured with what was going on, but he wanted to change that. He had come up with this idea because he knew Mark liked camping. He also knew that he wanted to try fucking outside. So what better way than to combine the two and Mark extremely happy?

Grinning, he stood and walked over and took Mark’s hand, pulling him out of his chair and tugging him away from the campsite. 

“Jackson, where are we going?” Mark asked as he stayed close to the other, following him down a well made path that eventually led them to the dock on the lake. “Oh Jackson come on.”

“What, scared of the monster lurking in?” Jackson teased, wiggling his fingers in Mark’s direction with a laugh. 

“Honestly, yes. I'm going back.” Mark said and turned to head back to the camp, but was stopped as Jackson grabbed his arm and pulled him back against his chest. 

“Oh come babe. That was just a story. There is no monster in the lake.” Jackson said, head dipping in to place gentle kisses along his neck. “Come on baby. Let's just have a little fun.” He cooed as he ran his hands over Mark’s chest and sides. “What do you say?”

Mark leaned back against him and whimpered softly as he enjoyed the touch of his boyfriend on his body. “Jackson.” Mark groaned.  “I hate you can make me feel this way and I can't fight back.”

“Don't fight it Mark.” Jackson encouraged as he grabbed the hem of Mark’s shirt and pulled it up slowly, teasingly. “Give in and let's play. I'll make you feel really good.” Jackson tried to tempt the other. 

“God I know you will.” Mark muttered, letting Jackson pull his shirt off and toss it to the ground. Turning, he pressed against the other and kissed him hard, hand cupping the back of Jackson’s head for a moment before it dropped and started tugging on the other’s clothes. 

In a matter of minutes they were both stripped bare and Jackson guided Mark into the water, shivering and laughing at first at how cold it was. Staying near the dock, Jackson pressed Mark against one of the support beams, his lips finding his once more. Soft moans left Mark as he returned the kiss, their hands running over each other's bodies and pressing into hotspots.

They were growing more needy and impatient. The last time they had sex was nearly two months ago when the new semester began. They needed more than anything at the moment and the tension between them was mounting the further they went. 

“Oh fuck Jackson.” Mark moaned, head falling back to rest against the hard wound. Long arms wrapped around Jackson’s neck as one leg wound around his waist. Jackson grabbed onto the deck behind him, using it as a balance and leverage as he thrusted into Mark slowly. “Shit just like that baby.” Mark groaned out, fingers raking through Jackson’s hair. 

“Fuck baby you feel so damn good around me.” Jackson groaned out in pleasure. “Always so tight and hot. Fuck, I love you so much Mark.” Mark panted softly and smiled widely as he leaned in and kissed him hard, lips parting as Jackson’s tongue pushed into his mouth. Their tongues danced around each other, fighting for dominance as Jackson’s pace grew faster and harder. 

Breaking the kiss, Mark whimpered as he rested his head on Jackson’s shoulder as his moans grew louder. “Yes Jackson. Jackson!” He trembled against the other, water lapping at their chests as they moved together, rocking frantically as they chased their orgasms. Jackson’s cock was hitting that spot inside of Mark so well that the other was clenching tightly around his cock, the heat coiling so tightly inside him. Mark could feel his end nearing and just as he reached his peak, he was yanked back from it quickly as searing hot pain ran through his body, starting in his left leg.

“Ow! Shit!” Mark jerked and pushed Jackson away from him. Tears were already welling as he tried to grab into the deck. “Oh my god!”

“Mark? What's wrong?” Jackson asked worriedly, watching as his boyfriend tried and failed many times to climb out of the water. 

“My leg! Fuck get me out of the water!” he said urgently. Chewing on his lower lip, Jackson moved behind Mark and helped the other out of the water and onto the deck. His eyes moved to Mark’s leg and widened as he stared at the large chunk of flesh that was missing from it. 

“Oh my god! Oh my god!” Mark shouted as he watched the blood pour from his wound. Jackson felt his heart race and he looked around the water. He thought he saw something appear before ducking back under to his left, but he didn't let himself stay and think about it. He grabbed onto the deck and hauled himself out of the water quickly. 

“Fuck, fuck.” Jackson panted and for a moment searched the deck for something to help Mark. He grabbed one of their shirts and the belt from his pants and dropped to his knees next to the other. 

“Jackson!” Mark cried out in pain. 

“It's okay baby. I'm here. I'm here.” Jackson assured him as he wrapped the shirt around the wound, knotting it in place. He took the belt next and wrapped it a few inches above the wound and tightened it around his leg as tight as he could to stop the blood flow. Mark’s pained screams only grew louder through the process and it was killing Jackson on the inside. 

“I'm so sorry baby.” Jackson apologized. He was going to say something else, but something hit the beams of the dock and he could hear the splintering crack of the wood and a sickening realization sunk in. “Okay Mark. Come on. Up we go.” He said and helped to pull Mark up onto his one foot. The other was unsteady and wobbled as pain continued to course through his body. Jackson doubted the other could walk even with his help and with doom looming over them, they couldn't spare a second. So bending, he slipped his arms around Mark and lifted the other up into his arms and started  running as the beams were struck by something again. 

His feet barely touched the dry ground when the dock gave and caved into the water behind him. Jackson didn't look back though. He clutched tightly to Mark as he ran with the other, heading back to the site.  “Jaebum! Jaebum Hyung, start the jeep!” he shouted, hoping the others could hear him over the music. It didn't seem like they could though, and they got a huge shock when the pair came running in naked. 

“Whoa. What the fuck happened?” Jinyoung asked as he stood and looked at the two. 

“Oh my god is he bleeding? What happened to Mark?” Jaebum asked as he stared at the dark and wet shirt around Mark’s leg. 

“No time, get in the fucking jeep!” Jackson shouted as he ran to the sitting vehicle and opened the back seat, helping Mark in before looking back. “Now!”

“But our stuff.” Youngjae protested.

“Fuck our stuff. There is something in the lake now let's go!” Jackson said urgently. The others looked at each other, trying to debate if they wanted to believe Jackson or maybe thought he was just too damn drunk, but in the end they all got up and piled into the jeep. Jaebum took to the wheel and started the car, turning the lights on as everyone got situated. 

“What happened to mark?” Yugyeom asked. 

“Something bit me in the water!” Mark sobbed and cried out in pain. 

“It took a fucking chunk out of his leg!” 

“What are you talking about?” Jaebum asked as he turned to look back at the other. “That sounds fucking crazy.”

“I know it does, but it's the truth!” Jackson insisted. The chaos of the jeep came to a screeching halt as Youngjae suddenly grabbed Jaebum’s arm. 

“Reverse. Reverse. Reverse!” he shouted and Jaebum turned around in time to see some creature heading straight for them, mouth open wide, rows of sharp teeth on display. Jaebum threw the jeep in reverse and stepped on the gas, tires squealing as they lurched backwards and to the side as the jeep moved. Throwing the jeep into drive, the tires skidded as they lurched forward and sped off, heading back onto the main. 

“Holy fuck! Holy fuck!” Bambam shouted as he turned and watched as they drove off the creature becoming nothing but a distant dot, quickly giving up on them. 

“Jesus christ.” Youngjae panted. 

“What the hell was that?!” Jinyoung shouted in shock. 

“I don't know, but whatever it was, it bit Mark and collapsed the dock!” Jackson said, his arms wound tightly around his boyfriend as he rocked the sobbing male gently. “Shhh, baby. It's okay. We're taking you to the hospital. It'll be okay baby.” Jackson tried to reassure him. 

“It's real.” Youngjae whispered. 

“What?” Yugyeom asked. 

“It's real. The story I told. It's really real and that was the fucking thing that killed those people.” Youngjae said, his heart racing. “We just escaped death.”

“Good. I don't plan to die anytime soon.” Jaebum said. “Don't worry Mark, we'll be at the hospital soon.”

~_~

The group didn't return to collect their stuff until the next morning with the help of a police escort. After reporting the incident and taking testimonies, the police went out to search the area but found no trace of whatever creature they had encountered the night before. Though the statements of the dock being broken and submerged into the lake were true. Their campsite had been left untouched, however, which baffled the police even more and added to the mystery. Not a single thing out of place, not even the cooler had been disturbed by the raccoons that would have undoubtedly come out to scavenge. 

Whatever happened at the lake would remain a mystery. The police report would read that it was a horrible camping accident committed by drunk college students. Mark, though missing some of his calf, would eventually heal and be released from the hospital a few months later with a clean bill of health. And while time slowly healed all physical wounds, nothing would be able to erase the memories of that night and the terrible creature that tried to kill them. 

[fff777]

Stumbled upon this video of Got7 going to Jeju Island that I'd never seen before

Jinyoung breaking the illusion: Well there are cameras so it isn't technically a vacation ^^;;

Jackson: Paragliding without the parachute!

Bambam & Youngjae: I'm on a boat!!!!

I think Jackson dropped something on the floor? But why does Jinyoung have to hold his head like that.

Mark got voluntold to drive but he was like "...I think I'd get lost :<"

Jinyoung: Our goal is to make money so let's just buy stuff and the mark it up Evil capitalism man

Yugyeom just suggesting what he wants to eat and everyone including the video editors making fun of his childish tastes. I'm with you Yugyeom, I also have the taste buds of a child T_T

I am one of those people who like ice cream in winter so Jackson is not wrong. I also like ice cream in all seasons.

Jackson's names for the food truck are just variations of got, seven, and truck

Jaebeom's simple food truck name an instant flop

Mark's certainly feeling hyper for the trip :3 He's so chatty.

Mark too is a bunk bed enthusiast :3

After Jinyoung put on his perfume/cologne Yugyeom said he smelled like Yugyeom's dad

Mark thinking about the absolute worst case scenarios like the staff abandoning them and taking their luggage away when they get to Jeju

Road trip!!

Got7 surprisingly competent at making eggs. I mean, Yugyeom's egg was not as bad as Mark Lee's from NCT lol.

Look at how many people are there filming...

I'm getting sappy but busy kitchens are cozy to me :3

They are all decent cooks eh? :3 Or does the food just look good because I'm hungry right now haha.

Crab in soup noodles sounds so good

Bambam trusts Jackson's dishwashing but not Yugyeom's. Baby syndrome.

Mark found a perfectly good seat on Jinyoung's lap.

Jinyoung suggested doing the group chant before they went off and everyone was like that's so cheesy! Old man tastes lol.

The guys laughing at Mark and Jackson discussing what the bug is, in the mix of their Korean and English

Mark dolphin scream and Markson freestyle rap

Mark and Jackson getting distracted by pajamas at the store

Aw they ended up buying a pair of pajamas for each member.

The food truck is cute :3

They're borrowing someone's food truck so they can't get rid of the stuff that's already there because the owner will need it again later. So they'll just have to cover things up.

Jaebeom saw the pajama pants and Mark explained it to him and Jaebeom just sighed lol

Yugyeom can't handle spicy food. Taste buds of a child, like me.

Jackson getting kicked by Yugyeom for his failed aegyo

Bambam said that painting reminded him of kindergarten :3

Bambam helped his mom with her restaurant a year before debut <3

This is so cozy, Got7 have such good teamwork. I think I'm used to newer variety content that focuses on games and the funnies. These guys are really taking the food truck seriously and it's nice watching them help each other <3 There was shenanigans with the grocery team but the decorating team was working quietly on the signs. And then now they're testing the recipes and evaluating and making them better together <3

Mark took home economics in high school :P

Filming crew forced to try all of the cup rices XD

Jaebeom first being saved by Yugyeom because he had scissors and everyone else had rock but Yugyeom had paper.

Jaebeom so moved that he doesn't have to do the dishes XD

Yugyeom and Jaebeom super hyper for pre-sleep karaoke XD Believe it or not, they're sober XD

Jackson got out of bed and then tucked in Yugyeom uwu

Jaebeom was already up and watching a show on TV called "Uncovering the truth." I looked it up and it seems to be a documentary show about 'social issues, mysterious happenings, and unsolved crimes.'

Jackson wanted to surprise the members with breakfast :3

Wang Gae Park Gae with MarkBam asleep in the back

Jaebeom high pitched shrieking when the oil pops in the pan :P

Jaebeom, as he's cooking the nth batch of kimchi: I'm not going to cook for weeks

Bambam the artist drawing a poster with markers :3

Jackson: I'm still at a stage where driving is fun Joke's on me, driving was never fun for me T_T

AmeriThaiKong car talking in Konglish

Youngjae kidnapped Jinyoung into dancing with him on the street

Aw, they're nervous about whether the food truck will do well

I'm not sure what the certificate of sanitation signifies ^^;;

There's barely anyone in the park so they posted to social media ^^;;

Smell of failure is the joke of the day

Jackson accidentally promoting to the food truck owner

Jackson kind of peer pressured the first customer to their food truck lol

I think a lot of fans would have gone to the area after seeing social media

Youngjae's tuna mayo rice is very popular :3

Jinyoung is the money man

Aw Mark took a pic with a group of friends and one of the guys high fived him haha. They just became bros.

That guy also high fived Yugyeom haha. I think he just wanted to high five all of the guys :3 I think Got7 would be so approachable though :3

Tuna mayo is sold out!

Jinyoung was getting very managerial since it was getting crowded and hectic and people needed to be able to line up properly.

Ham sold out

RICE sold out XD

Egg sold out

Jinyoung the manager of Mark thirst traps

Third day will be for playing :3

Jaebeom said that he would just rest at home if the guys went go-karting and Jinyoung said all or nothing!!

And then Mark said "I won't go if Jaebeom doesn't go" T_T

Got7 videos were playing at the bowling alley when they first got there :P

What is this fluorescent glow in the dark disco bowling alley lol

Tangerines for days

Nooo they forgot the pajama pants in the car so we didn't even get to see them with their funky pajama pants on

Jaebeom and Jinyoung the soulmates :3

Jaebeom and Youngjae and their taxi driver roleplay :P

Kitty :3

Mark didn't jump into the cold water pool, he let himself fall in XD

Jaebeom always distracted by cats

JB, a butler

Photographer JB :3

Loser X3 He noted that the menu was expensive and after looking around he was like "hey guys...should we go somewhere else?"

Jackson announcing that he's going to go out for ice cream again (after finishing his grilled ham/spam) and being like "let's go Yugyeom!" and Yugyeom's like "I won't go!" In the end, Jackson went by himself.

NO JACKSON DROPPED THE ICE CREAM

Jinyoung patting Jackson's head

Ah this was such a fun little show. It was more down to earth than I expected. I loved seeing the guys take the food truck seriously. It was fun seeing these guys actually get down and cook. There were funnies but it was just Jackson causing a ruckus and otherwise very silly jokes that all of the guys are in on :P It's always been clear that they're very good friends and I love that for them :3

[sweetestofchaos]

Got7′s Reaction to...Your Cover of September Rain by Cassyette

Backstory: It wasn’t a secret that he was in love with your voice. He always enjoyed the content you shared on your YouTube channel and when he saw that you dropped a new song cover he had to watch it right away.

Warnings: SFW, SOL, no parings! Rated E(veryone)

Mark

Mark had a feeling that you were going to do something different, but he wasn’t expecting this. When you covered ‘What Do You Do?’ by Papa Roach, he  figured that something crazy was coming soon. Screaming wasn’t something that he was into but he didn’t mind it when you did it.

“Wow, they are really good! I like that it’s doesn’t sound harsh or like - you know what I mean? Right?” *embarrassed smiling laugh*

Jaebeom

As a lover of your R&B covers, Jaebeom is more than surprised when he hears you scream. He was already surprised by you singing something that was out of the norm, but he didn’t hate it. The rawness of of your voice spoke to him and he ends up watching the video at least three more times, just getting lost in your voice.

“They can really do anything, huh? Wha! They are so talented.”

Jackson

As someone who is always trying out new song styles, Jackson is impressed. Extremally impressed because he had no idea that you could make your voice sound so rough. He would pause the video and rewind back just to hear you scream again, ‘cause damn!

“What?! What?!” *Looks around even though no one is around him* “T-They can scream? Holy shit, that’s insane!”

Jinyoung

Jinyoung tries hard not to go into your videos with any exaptation because you blow them out of the water every single time. He had no idea who Cassyette was or what the song September Rain sounded like, so when you started singing he was in awe...again. He liked the difference in your voice, it was light and heavy with emotion. The moment he heard you scream, he froze. What was that? Did that come from you? He would let the video play all the way through before rewinding to your scream and just listening to the way your voice carried the note.

“Wow, I didn’t know they were into this type of singing. It sounds so smooth like they aren’t even screaming.”

Youngjae

As someone who really does enjoy every single thing you post, Youngjae is shook. If someone held up the shocked Pikachu face next to him, they wouldn’t be able to spot the difference. The man’s mind is blown, why were you so good?

*wide eyed just staring at the screen* “Wha! They are the best! I have to listen to it again!”

Bambam

Okay, wait...d-did you just scream? Bambam was so excited about you trying something new. He couldn’t believe it, this was something he didn’t think you would ever try. Bambam needed to call his agent, now! He needs to collab with you right away. How can you be so good? Doesn’t that hurt your throat? 

*Jumping around dancing along to the song* “This would have been a good song for a music video. Man, I hope they will agree to work with me.”

Yugyeom

Poor guy got the notification a little after he woke up. He was home, so he watched the video in front of his smart tv and nearly choked on his coffee the moment he heard you scream. He had to pause the video to get himself under control and once he hit play he was stuck. How did you do that? It was flawless, effortless and so freaking powerful. It wasn’t anything close to metal which did it make him want to try it just a little bit, just for fun.

*Slapping his chest trying not to die* “Could’ve given a warning! Jeez...what a voice!”