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My boy

@Starbucks: *sips Starbucks like Hyungwon*

@OfficialMonstaX: [#형원] sips Starbucks like me.

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180503 BT21′s Tweet

Dream big, #COOKY!!💪 

#BT21 #Dreamscometrue

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dimpled boy

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Does anyone remember the time Mark almost got flung off the stage 😂

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A Bet’s  a Bet

G-Dragon X Reader

Highschool!AU

Angst

A/N: Hello to all! Thank you for all the followers, we really apreciate it. We will be updating Rare Blood soon, hopefully! It’s been crazy cause I’m in the middle of moving and Gaisho has been really sick. So I’m going to start a small 3-4 shot to tide you all over til we can post the next chapter of Rare Blood! This is a fic I’ve had in my mind for quite awhile now. I hope you all like it! Thank you! ~Yosei

Trigger Warning: Some bullying.

You look up at the enterance of the large, intimidating school building standing infront of you. It’s your first day of your junior year at a new school. Your dad travels a lot for work, causing you and your family to have to move more often than you’d like. This time, his work as taken him from New York, USA to Seoul, South Korea.

You were hesitant on this move in particular. It’s the first time his work has taken you out of the United States. He had you taken Korean classes to get to know the culture and the language. You’ve gotten most of it down to a pat, but you still struggle here and there. For now, though, you think you’ll be okay.

‘Man, this building is huge.’ You swallow the lump in your throat. ‘Well, YG High, here I come.’

Clutching your notebook tightly, you make your way into the large, populated school. You do your best to keep your head down and hood up but even so, it was pretty clear you stood out. The students kept giving you glances and you heard the word “foreinger” whispered throughout the halls. You try to steady your breathing and ignore the on going looks.

Finally you reached the door that said office. You quickly pull it open and shut the door behind you, the noise from the busy hallway instantly going silent. You look around to see it pretty empty besides a cute girl sitting in the chairs along the wall, not paying attention.

“Hello, how may I help you?”

You turn towards the desk to see an older woman smiling at you. You smile back.

“H-hi, I’m a new student here, Y/N Y/L/N.”

The woman nods and types something into the computer. “Ahh yes, Ms. Y/L/N.” She clicks a few things and then you hear the printer going. She gets up to grab the papers and comes back. “Here is your schedual and your locker number and combination. The teachers will give you the list of books and supplies you’ll be needing for their classes.” She looks over your shoulder to the girl sitting. “Ms. Manoban, would you be so kind as to show Ms. Y/L/N where to go for her first class?”

The girl looked up and and jumps out of her chair. “Yes of course!” She smiles at you, making you smile back.

Well then, Ms. Y/L/N. You’re all set. Welcome to YG High.”

You bow your head in thanks and follow the girl out of the office. She turns to you and takes your class schedual out of your hands.

“Let’s see here. Oh! We have our first class together! Awesome! Just follow me!”

You smile back at her, happy that she’s so nice. “Thank you, Ms. Manoban.”

She waves her hand at you. “My name is Lalisa, but everyone just calls me Lisa.”

“Ahh, okay. Thank you, Lisa. I really appreciate it.”

“Of course! Come on, let’s get to class.” She grabs your hand and pulls you down the hallway. You giggle as she drags you along. Finally you make it to the class room and she drags you inside. There weren’t too many people in the classroom yet, probably about a quarter of the classroom is filled. You notice Lisa pulls you to the back of the classroom to a group of three other girls.

“Hey guys! We have a new student here!” She says excitedly.

The three girls look at you and smile. The girl with light brown hair waves at you. “Hi! I’m Jennie!”

The one with the purpleish-red hair extends a hand for you to shake. “My name is Jisoo! Nice to meet you!

The last one with darker brown hair bows her head. “Hi. I’m Rose. WElcome to the school.” She says shyly.

You bow your head and return their smile. “Hey, I’m Y/N. Please take care of me.”

You take the seat infront of Jennie. She puts her chin in her hands and looks at you through her lashes. “So, where are you from? You don’t sound like you’re from here.”

“Oh! I’m from America. My dad travels a lot for work so I don’t really have a specific home.”

The girls nod in understanding. “Yeah, we kinda understand. Lisa is from Thailand, Jennie was born here but she studied in New Zealand fo a few years, Rose was born in New Zealend and raised in Australia and then I’m just from here.” Jisoo explains.

Before you could respond, you hear a commotion coming from the front of the room. The five of you turned to see what was going on. You noticed a bunch of girls crowded around a group of five boys, all really attractive. There was one boy, though, that had the most girls around him. You raise an eyebrow.

“Who’s that?”

“Oh, those are the most popular boys in this school. They call themselves BigBang. They’re a band.” Lisa explains.

You subtly point to the front boy. “And who’s that one?”

Rose nods. “That’s Prince Kwon Jiyoung, or his stage name, G-Dragon.”

You look at the girls, your eyes wide. “He’s a prince?”

The girls giggle. “No, he’s not a real prince. But the girls here call him the ‘Prince of YG’. Because he’s so popular.”

You turn back to stare at the group of popular boys in awe. Jiyong happens to glance up and you both make eye contact for half a second. You immediatly look away, embarassed to have been caught staring.

Just then the teacher walks into the classroom. “Alright everyone, time to take your seats.” The students groan as they all sit at a desk. The teacher claps her hands. “Now, before we get started, I’d like to introduce a new student here today. Ms. Y/N Y/LN, could you please stand up and introduce yourself?”

You slowly stand up, your face blushing and you bow. “Annyeonghaseyo, I’m Y/N. I’m from America, please take care of me.”

The teacher smiles. “Why don’t you tell us one hobby you like to do.”

You swallow the lump in your throat. “U-um well, I like to write.”

The teacher looks at you impressed. “Oh really? What kind of things do you like to write?”

“U-um,” you hesitate before opening your mouth again. “I-I write fanfiction.”

“Nerd!” You hear a shout from a student, making the rest of the class laugh. You quickly take your seat and hide your red face.

“Alright alright, settle down. No need to be rude to our new student.” the teacher sends you a small smile. “Thank you, Y/N.”

You glance up and give a short nod. Your eyes scan the room and once again, your sight is taken hold by Jiyong staring at you. He gives a small smile, making your heart flutter. You quickly look away, hiding your beet red face.

The rest of the class goes by pretty smooth. Unfortunatly, you don’t pay too much attention because your thoughts wander to the outburst of that student. ‘Dammit, I shouldn’t have said that. Now they’re all going to think i’m super lame.’

After what seemed like a century, the bell rang signaling the end of class. You quickly grabbed your books and bolted out of the room before anyone could say another word.

“Hey, Y/N. Wait up!”

You turn to see Lisa, Jennie, Rose and Jisoo running to catch up to you. You stop and wait for them.

“Hey, are you okay?” Rose asks with concern.

You nod and attempt to produce a smile. “Y-yeah. It’s okay.”

Jennie hooks her arm with yours. “What kind of fanfiction do you write? I love reading!”

“U-um, mostly anime. I also sometimes write about bands I listen to as well.”

Jennie claps her hands excitedly. “I love anime! You’ll have to let me read it sometime!” The girls nod their heads in agreement.

Your smile turns into a real one. “O-okay! That would be pretty cool!”

Lisa smiles and hooks her arm with your other one. “Come on! Let’s go to lunch! I’m starving!”

Jisoo rolls her eyes. “You’re always starving.”

Lisa sticks her tongue out. “You’re one to talk!”

You giggle along with your new friends as they drag you along to the lunch room. ‘Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.’

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If anyone is curious, this is what happened at kpop night in London. To add to this, on the way out, the driver of Monsta X’s van hit a pole WHILE THEY WERE IN IT.

This pisses me off so much. I don’t know if it’s because Starship just wanted Monsta X to be more well-known so they didn’t even bother to check out the organizers of this event or what. Wonho’s grandmother passed away and he left his family to go to this show. For Monbebe. Because they’re the most amazing people and care so much about us no matter where we are from.

No kpop group, band, singers, rapper, from ANY country or ANY genera should have to deal with this bullshit. I feel so sorry for Monsta X, Se7en, Tahiti and Seven O'clock.

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[🏆] MONSTA X won Discovery of the Year Award at the 27th Seoul Music Awards!

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SHINEE’s Jonghyun left us at 27.  SHAWOLS deserve a warm hug from every fandom right now.

You all know how we feel sad when our artist has the smallest bruise on their body or do not tweet for 2 days and we start missing them … imagine losing the one who gave you some hope and joy in life forever. 

Shawols, dear Shawols. beautiful Shawols who are as blue and impressive as the vast sea. As a BTS’ ARMY, I will stand by you. And as a human, I will cry with you. Even if you grieve, be proud you followed that man. I am another group’s fan but I knew all along how very respected, talented and loved he was. He also took care of BTS along with the other Shinee members. They are great and loving seniors.

He may have left this world but every artist who touches hearts lives forever. So bear him warmly is your core. And draw him smiling and happy in your memory.

Shinee is a gem that needs to keep on shining like it always did. It’s at this time that you will need to stand by them the most. Stay strong and united. 

My deepest condolences go to his family, friends, fans, and Korea as a whole that just lost one of its immeasurable voices and souls. Rest in peace Jonghyun. You were so beaming, it will never dim.

Confirmed by his company SM HERE

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(Photo credits not mine. All credits to the original owner)

Today is a sad day for all of K-pop. SHINee’s Jonghyun has passed away. I’m so sorry to all of Shawols, to the members of SHINee, Jonghyun‘s friends and family. As soon as I heard about the news, I couldn’t stop crying. SHINee is a huge part of the history of K-pop, one of the Kings.

Thank you to Jonghyun. A huge thank you to everything you’ve done for K-pop. The dedication to your craft, fandom and to your members will never be forgotten.

This is a time that ALL the fandoms should stand together. Stand together for SHINee and for Shawols. Stand together and mourn for Jonghyun. As sad as this whole situation is, I hope he’s resting in peace now.

Let’s keep his memories alive! ARMY stands with you 100%. We always will!

If any Showals would like to vent or just talk, Gaisho and I are here for you. Don’t be afraid to message us, submit anything you want posted about Jonghyun and his memories. WE ARE HERE FOR YOU! <3 <3

~Yosei

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Rare Blood

Vampire Prince!Yoo Kihyun x Siren!Reader

Much angst, maybe fluff

Vampire world!AU

A/N: Hey everyone! We are so thankful for all our followers and everyone loving our stories! We are proud to present our new story, Rare Blood! It’s a Vampie AU. We’ve been wanting to write a vampire story for so long, so hopefully you all like it! Here’s the first chapter, enjoy!

Disclaimer: This store is pure fiction. Yoo Kihyun and the rest of Monsta X are the sweetest creatures on this earth, we know they would never do anything to harm or manipulate anyone.

Trigger warning: Mentions of abuse for right now. Maybe something else in the future.

Chapter 1:

Vampires. A word that strikes fear into any living human on Earth. Creatures that stalk the night, buying and selling human beings to other vampires. Humans in this world are a source of food and service the creatures of the night. The same creatures you were trying to hide from.

You are running through the forest as fast as you can, not daring to look back. You had just escaped your vampire captors, who had planned to sell you to a vicious vampire Lord. You could hardly handle the abuse of the seller, the last thing you could handle was a vampire as a Master.

You had escaped during the day, when vampires like to sleep. But the forest is so crowded with trees, it might as well be night time. You make your way through the trees, bringing greater distance between you and the house of horrors.

Suddenly a sharp pain runs through your side, making you slow down. “Ahh cramp, cramp!” You stop moving, breathing heavy. At the same time you feel your stomach growl.

“Dammnit. Now I have a cramp AND I’m hungry.” You mumble to yourself. “I have no time for this.”

Sighing, you look around, trying to find anything that could appease your stomach. You squint your eyes and notice a stone wall in the distance. Usually a stone wall means a residence. You half jog and half walk your way to the gray stone wall ahead.

Once you make it to your destination, you groan. The wall is at least ten feet high. Luckily it’s so old, the stone bricks aren’t made evenly, giving you a path to climb. Mustering up enough strength, you scale up the stone wall and jump over the top.

“Woah.” You look up wide eyed. Standing in front of you is one of the biggest castles you’ve ever seen. ‘Surely there has to be some kind of food inside to eat.’ You think to yourself. ‘Maybe even something I can take so I can sell for money.’

The sunlight barely shone through the trees but it was enough for you to see where you were going. You scour the side of the castle and come across a low window that you could easily climb through. You rub your hands together and grab the side of the stone wall, slowly scaling upwards. Once you hit the window, you pry your hands under the latch and push the window up. You climb through the window and land lightly on your feet.

Looking around the dark room, you notice yourself in some kind of study. Your eyes rake through the room, trying to find something that could be used to sell for money. Your eyes land on the desk with a small golden paper weight.

“Bingo,” you smirk. You quietly move towards the object and snatch it up, depositing it into your small bag. “There’s probably more around here but first I really need to eat,” you murmur to yourself.

You find the door to the study and slowly open it. You look around the door to see a very dark corridor. ‘This must be a vampire’s castle for it to be dark in the middle of the day.’ You knew you had to be careful and quiet. ‘Luckily I have my power in case I get myself into trouble.’

You make your way down the dark corridor, trying to keep as quiet as you can. Every time you pass a door, you peek in slowly to see if it’s the kitchen. Most of the rooms are closets, bathrooms or studies. Finally you get to the end and open the last door. You squint your eyes and make out a fridge.

“Sweet,” you whisper and tiptoe to the fridge. You open it slowly, the light illuminating the kitchen. “Yup, this is definitely a vampire’s castle.” You mumble, noticing the bags of blood. Even if a vampire has a feeder, they keep back-up bags of blood in case of emergencies.

You spot a few fruits, some bread and a few bottles of water. ‘Probably for the feeders’. You lick your lips and grab the fruit, a loaf of bread and two of the water bottles and stuff them in your bag.

You turn around, letting the door close on it’s own. Suddenly, there’s a figure standing right in front of you. Your eyes widen and you scream in shock. The figure puts a hand over your mouth.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” It says with a deep voice. You kick him in the shin, catching him off guard. You run around him and book it out of the kitchen. By this time, you stopped trying to stay quiet. All you wanted to do was get the hell out of there. You run as fast as your legs can take you back to the window you crawled in from.

Unfortunately, before you could make it to the door, a hand grabs you by the back of the shirt. You struggle, trying to get out of the tight grip, but it doesn’t work. Suddenly, you feel a pain in the back of the neck and your vision turns black.

“Ah, our little thief is finally waking up,” you hear as you start to come to. You groan and sit yourself upright, shaking your head to rid the blackness from your vision.

You feel a sharp pain in the back of your neck, making you yell. You touch the back of your neck to feel two small puncture wounds.

“Those were made because I needed to sedate you,” you hear the voice again.

“W-who are you? Where am I?” You tried to get your voice not to waver but you failed.

“Are you sure you really want to know, my dear?”

“Just tell me,” your patience is starting to wear thin.

Suddenly a dim light comes on. You squint your eyes as you get used to the light. Different shapes and objects start coming into focus. You see that you’ve been confined in a small jail cell.

“What the hell? Get me out of here!”

You hear the voice tsk. “I don’t think so. Why should I let a thief go?”

You squint your eyes again and make out a dark figure leaning against the corner of the room. “Hey, I can’t see you. I still don’t know who you are.”

The voice chuckles and you see him move. Once he steps into the light, you gasp. In front of you is the most beautiful man you have ever seen. His dark brown hair slicked back showing his pierced ears. His face is shaped like that of an angel, his skin porcelain. His chocolate brown eyes pierce yours, and his perfect lips curve into a smirk.

“Like what you see?” He snickers.

You close your mouth and shake your head. You send the handsome man an icy glare. “I asked who you were.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You really don’t know who I am, do you? Interesting. Well, I’m the one and only Yoo Kihyun.” He bows his head mockingly.

Your eyes widen. “Y-you’re THE Prince Kihyun? The v-vampire prince?”

He nods his head moving closer to you. You back up slightly away from the bars of the cell. The corner of his mouth turns up into a sneer, showing a fang. “Are you scared, little human?”

You plaster a glare onto your face. “N-No, but I do want to leave, let me out.”

The Prince laughs, “you break into my castle, steal gold and food, attack one of my guards and you expect me to just let you go?”

You smirk, “well, you left me no choice.”

Suddenly your eyes turn an icy blue and your voice changes pitch. “You will unlock this cell door and let me go unharmed. You will never look for me and I will be but a distant memory.” You say, your voice melodic and hypnotising.

Kihyun snaps to attention with a dreamy look on his face. He grabs the key from his pocket and unlocks the door. You step forward with a proud smile on your face, ready to walk out. When you get to the door, however, Kihyun grabs you harshly by the wrist.

“Ah, ah, ah. I don’t think so.”

Your eyes widen. “W-What? Why aren’t you hypnotized?!”

Kihyun pulls down the sleeve of your shirt to reveal the little 'X’ tattoo on your wrist. “So the rumors are true. The X Clan can use the powers of a siren. How interesting.”

You growl and pull your hand away, coving your wrist back up. “How the hell did you break out of my spell?!”

Kihyun chuckles, “I’m a vampire, darling. And not just any vampire, I’m the prince of the most powerful clan, the Monsta Clan. I’ll show you how to really compel people.” Suddenly his eyes turn a gold color. He looks straight into your eyes. “Come.” He demands. His voice turns dark and velvety. You don’t know why, but suddenly you wish to do everything he tells you. You take a few steps forward till you’re almost chest to chest with him.

“Kneel,” he commands, pointing to the floor right in front of him. You drop to your knees and sit back on your heels. He squats in front of you and runs a cold finger down your cheek. “See, my dear? I can make you do anything I want.”

You try to fight his powers, but he has you too deep in his trance. Struggling you lose all will and become as helpless as ever. “You might be strong, but not strong enough. You’re pathetic.”

His eyes turn back to normal, snapping you out of your trance. You quickly stand up and brush yourself off. “H-how can you do that? I have siren blood! I can’t be compelled!”

“I already told you, dear. I’m part of an ancient clan, just like you. Except, I’m more powerful.” He stares at you intently, making you squirm uncomfortably. “I also heard your blood is the most craved blood in existence.”

You swallow the lump in your throat, your nerves setting in. “Y-yeah, I’ve heard that too.” You put a hand over the two puncture wounds on your neck.

He licks his lips, thinking. Just then you can see a light bulb go off in his head. “Since you so desperately wanted in this castle, I’ll see to it that you never leave this place. You will now be my personal feeder and servant till the end of time.”

You growl and back away quickly. “Hell no. I’m no one’s personal feeder. I never will be.”

Kihyun’s eyes turn cold and you feel the room quickly drop in temperature. “Is that so? You have some nerve to talk back to a prince.”

“I… Serve… No one.” You stood your ground challenging the prince before you.

In a blink of an eye he was just inches away from your face. Suddenly his nails dug deep into your neck making the wounds bigger. You winced in pain and fell to your knees.

“You’re a siren alright. Noisy, annoying, and worthless!” He pushes you to the ground. A pool of your blood starts to form as your neck is deeply wounded.

He walks circles around you, licking the blood off his nails. “I don’t need you. All I need is your blood. But, if you want to live, you will serve me as my personal feeder. Betray me and I will let your old Master have his way with you.”

Feeling at a loss, you nod your head. “Fine. I will be your personal feeder.”

The amusement returns to Kihyun’s face and claps his hands. “Very well. Now, there are a few rules you must follow. One, I will always be addressed as Master or Prince Kihyun.”

You scoff, “there’s no way I’ll ever call you Master. Prince Kihyun it is.”

Kihyun chuckles, but doesn’t comment. “Rule two, you are never to leave the castle unless accompanied by me. Your blood is rare, therefore others may seek you out. However, you are my property now and I do not share with others.”

You slowly nod in understanding. 'Seems reasonable I guess’.

“With that said comes rule number three. You are not to have anyone else bite and feed from you. If they tell you I said it was okay, they are lying. Especially stay away from my brothers and cousins. Let’s just say… They have quite the taste for rare things.”

You gulp, trying to imagine how his relatives would act. You really hope you’ll never have to find out.

“Finally, Rule four.” He looks directly into your eyes. “You are not to fall in love with me.”

You burst into laughter and hold a hand up against his face, “listen, just because you’re a prince, doesn’t mean I want you. You may be handsome, but your personality is hideous.”

He hisses and backhands your face. You fall backwards into the cell and he locks the door. “Let’s see how well you hold up without food and water. Better rethink your words, or else you’ll never see the outside of these bars and die a slow death.”

You spit at his face and immediately he grabs your neck through the bars. His grip getting tighter and tighter. “Your blood may be rare, but not rare enough that I wouldn’t kill you without hesitation. You’re still a filthy human and are put on this earth to serve my kind, now act like it.”

Gasping for air he finally lets go of your throat and disappears into the dark. Your hands tremble as you hold onto your neck. You lean against the wall and slowly fall to the ground.

Defeat settled in as you uttered, “I am now the personal feeder of Prince Kihyun.”

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Got7 Reaction

A/N: Sorry this took so long. I kept meaning to post it today but I had a lot of issues. So here it is! It wasn’t exactly how it was requested but since the original request was similar to another reaction we already did, I did this one to kind of make up for that. Please enjoy. ~Yosei

Got7 reaction to their girlfriend having a panic attack in front of them for the first time.

Mark:

“Ahh! Mark-oppa!“ You turn to hear screaming fans running up behind you two. Your eyes widen as you get pushed out of the way and your hands disconnect. You can feel your breathing quicken, you just want to get out of there. Looking around, you spot a small alley-way off to your right.  You run to the alley and hide behind the corner. Once you make it, your back hits the wall and you slide down, curling up into a ball. You hold your head in your hands, trying to control your erratic movements. You don’t want Mark seeing you this way.

“Alright alright alright.“ Mark tries to calm the horde of fan girls around him. He suddenly remembers them pushing you out of the way and turns to search for you. He starts to panic when he doesn’t see you in his line of sight. He knew you had anxiety attacks in the past and doesn’t want to leave you alone in case it happens again. His eyes stop on the alley way and notices a shoe sticking out from the corner that belonged to you. He pushes his way out of the crowd of girls. They try to follow him but he turns and holds his hand up. “I appreciate you being a fan and all but right now, my girlfriend needs me. Please back off.” The word ‘girlfriend‘ shocks the fan-girls, giving Mark the opportunity to get out of there. He turns the corner of the alley to see you curled up in a ball. He squats down in front of you and gently raises your head. “Hey baby, I’m so sorry that happened.” He pulls your trembling body into his arms, trying to calm you down. “It‘s alright, let it out. We won’t go anywhere til you’re ready.“

JB:

“No no no.” You shake your head. You crumple up the sheet of music in your hand and throw it into the overflowing trash bin. It’s been days since you came up with an idea for a song. You had the melody in your head but the lyrics weren’t just coming out right. The music is due tomorrow for your group’s comback and you have nothing but notes on a sheet of paper and failed lyrics in the trash bin. Your boyfriend Jaebum is the leader of Got7. He writes lyrics and produces music. And here you are, with a pile of paper and no sleep for days, just trying to come up with one song. You sigh and hit your head on your desk. Just then you hear your phone buzz beside you. You open it to read a text from your manger, telling you to hurry up, that now the song was due tonight at midnight. You throw your phone at the wall and cry out, your anxiety rising to new heights.

JB hears a crash and yelling in the room next to him. He hurries in to see you on the floor trying to pick up the broken pieces of your phone, your whole body shaking. He rushes over to check on you. “Baby, are you okay? What happened?” He reaches over to grab your hand but you recoil and push yourself away, into the wall. You hold your head in your hands. He’s hurt that you would push him away like that but he could tell that you were having an anxiety attack. You told him about it but this is the first time he’s ever seen it. He sits down across from you. “Okay, baby. I’ll wait until your ready to talk. Take your time.”

Jackson:

You stare at the chalkboard with disgust. You’re sitting in your language class trying to understand what’s going on. It’s been a year since you’ve taken this class and for some reason, you’re still struggling. Your boyfriend is knowledgable in all aspects of different language and he’s helped you so much. Now you feel like you’ve wasted his time. You wait anxiously as your professor goes to hand back the tests. The closer he gets to your desk, the more your leg bounces. When he hands the test back, your heart drops. You failed?! After everything Jackson’s done for you?! You try to control your anxiety attack that’s building up. So once the bell rings, you race out of the classroom and out of the building.

Jackson is waiting in his car for you. Once he sees you run out of there like a bat out of hell, he cocks his head. You don’t look okay. You race to the car and open the door. He notices your hands are shaking as your holding a piece of paper. “Darling, are you okay?” He goes to grab the paper but you pull it away and shake your head. He puts a hand on your leg, feeling your body tremble. “Baby?” You shake your head and hide the paper, trying to control your breathing. “Is that your test? Awe come on, it can’t be that bad! Show your little wang puppy!” He pouts. You shake your head for a third time, looking up at him with tears. It breks his heart to see you like this, so he nods and starts the car. “You’ll show me when you’re ready.” He kisses your head and drives back home.

Jinyoung:

You look in the mirror as you practice your lines. There’s a new movie in development and you wanted to audition for it. So far, it hasn’t been going so well. You read and re-read the lines over and over again, trying to memorize them. Once you think you’ve got them memorized, you close the script and recite them. Unfortunately, you only get so far before you forget again. It’s getting so frustrating, you can feel an anxiety attack coming on. You throw the script at the wall and sit on the side of the bed with your head in your hands, trying to control your tears.”Why am I even trying. I can’t be as good as Jinyoung. I’m just an embarrassment.”

“Baby, I’m home.”Jinyoung comes through the door. He knew you were practicing for the audition, since it was tomorrow. He drops his bag and takes off his shoes. It’s too quiet for his liking. He moves towards the bed room. Upon opening the door, he sees you on the bed, your body shaking. He’s not stupid, it’s pretty obvious you were having an anxiety attack. He rushes over and pulls you into a hug. “Baby, try to calm down. Take deep breaths.” He rubs circles on your back trying to calm your body down. “Once you’re alright, we will take a break and come back to it later. I promise I’ll help you get these lines down, even if it takes all night.”

Youngjae:

You glance down at your phone for the hundredth time. It’s been 48 hours since you heard from your boyfriend. You know he’s on tour right now and you’re trying your best to not jump to conclusions, but it’s hard when you have separation anxiety. Suddenly your phone lights up. Your heart jumps thinking it’s your boyfriend but instead, it’s a text from your best friend, Yugyeom. he’s telling you how much fun the tour was and that they’re done with their set. This makes your anxiety flare up. They’re done with their set yet Youngjae hasn’t even sent you a text? Why is Yugyeom talking to you but your boyfriend isn’t? Your heart beats faster and your arms go numb, you shake them trying to get the feeling to go away.

Just then your phone lights up again. You look down to see Youngjae’s name pop up on the screen. Catching your breath, you answer it with a meek “H-Hi.” You can almost hear his smile. “Hi Jagi! I miss you do much!” You don’t say much to him, you’re just trying to steady your breathing. He gets worried. “Baby? Are you okay? I know I havn’t talked to you much lately. I’m really sorry, it’s just been busy the last two days. Please forgive me.” You nod but realize that he can’t see you over the phone, so you just say it’s okay and how much you miss him. He knows you have bad anxiety when he leaves, but he knows how to fix it. He clears his throat and starts to sing his song ‘Playground’. Even though you can tell he’s been singing for hours, just the sound of his voice makes your heart slow down and your breathing even.

Bambam:

“Yo, what’s up man?!” Bambam high fives another boy who had just come up to him. You two were at a party in Thailand. Bambam had recently brought you back to his home town to show you around. When he told his friends he was coming back, they decided to throw a party. You weren’t one to really like to go to parties like this, but you wanted to make your boyfriend happy. “This is my lovely girlfriend.” He gestures to you. The boy nods and smiles at you, making you smile back. More and more people are coming up to Bambam, friends and fans alike. The longer you stand there, the more your anxiety builds up. You slip your hand out of his and excuse yourself to the bathroom. Once inside, you close and lock the door. You slide down the wall, your heart beating rapidly. You repeatedly hit the back of your head against the wall, trying to calm yourself down. You didn’t want to ruin this for your boyfriend. He hasn’t been home in years and you know he was really looking forward to this.

Bambam loses focus in his conversation. You’ve been gone for a long time, way longer than it takes to go to the bathroom. He knew you had anxiety when around large groups of people, but you told him you’d be okay and that you wanted to go. He should have known it would have been too much for you. Guilt was eating at him. He excused himself from the conversation and quickly makes his way to the bathroom. He tries the door handle but it’s locked. He knocks on the door. “Baby, it’s me. Are you okay?” You tell him your alright from the other side. Of course he doesn’t believe it. He grabs a bobby pin off some random girls hair and opens the lock. You look up startled when you see him come through the door. He doesn’t hesitate to sit next to you and pull you into his lap. “I’m sorry I dragged you to this party. I know how you feel about big crowds of people. Come on, let’s leave.” You shake your head, knowing he hasn’t seen his friends in so long. You didn’t want to ruin that for him. He stands up and gently pulls you onto your feet. “Come on, let’s ditch this place and get some ice cream. It’s a lame party anyway.” He winks at you.

Yugyeom:

You pace back and fourth backstage. It was almost your time to perform on Hit The Stage. You were starting to have second thoughts about this. Your boyfriend had been the winner on the previous season. Now, here you were, on the same stage yet not as good. You think back to all the times Yugyeom had helped you practice to get everything just right. You were so thankful to him, the last thing you wanted to do was screw it up after everything he has done for you. You start to hyperventilate and you can’t control your movements. You can’t do this.

Yugyeom sits on the side of the stage, bouncing with excitement. He was finally able to see you perform live on stage. When your name was called by the announcer, he claps and smiles wide. When you didn’t come out, he knew something was wrong. He got up and quickly made his way back stage. He sees you leaning against the corner of backstage, your headshaking back and fourth. He quietly and slowly approaches you. “Honey, are you alright?” You jump from his voice and whirl around. He notices the tears in your eyes. Pulling you close for a hug, he tries to calm your trembling body. “Hey, it’s alright. I know your scared but you’ll do great.” You shake your head and clutch his shirt. You tell him how your scared to disappoint him after everything he’s done to help you. He chuckles and strokes your hair. “I know you won’t disappoint me. You’ll do amazing. Just try to breath, okay? I’ll be out there, just look at me whenever you get scared.” You look up at him and nod, your heart rate slowing. “Now, I’m going to go back out there. I’ll tell the announcer you’re ready. Just remember, I’ll be right there cheering you on.” He gives you a wink.

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