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“There’s nobody like him anywhere at all.”
-Snow White
Who Said It First.
JACKSON WANG~ GOT7. FLUFF. Scenario: You and Jackson have been dating for a while, but haven’t said those famous three words yet. Hope you like it, I actually might start doing request soon. +1365 Words. Complete.
A small dinging noise reaches your ears and you can’t help but smile. Dropping your pencil you push away from your desk, and stand from the chair. As you make your way to your night stand to the charging phone you raise your arms high above your head in a stretch.
You had gotten idea for a sketch earlier that evening and hadn’t moved from the desk since. Dropping your arms you reach over and pick up your phone. Click the center button you watch as the phone lights back up showing you had a text message from JS.
Grinning you unplug your phone and hop onto your bed, quickly unlocking the device and opening the message.
JS: Skype?
Squealing you run back to your desk and grab your IPad. Picking it up you unlock it and tap on the Skype App. When the familiar loading noise reaches your ears you walk back over to your bed and get comfortable. You aren’t even able to fully sitting down before you screen pops up an incoming Skype Video Call message. Clicking on the green button you began waving happily at the screen.
“There’s my baby!” The deep voice of your boyfriend of 9 months meets your ears first before his image fully renders on your screen. He was wearing one of his many snap backs, but it was twisted backwards. When looking at the background you can see that he looks to be leaning against a wall.
“Jackson!” You giggle softly and blow him a kiss, one that he eagerly returns, because of the FLY Tour its been a little over a month and half since you last saw him. “I miss you.”
“And I miss you.” You watch as his eyes take on a bitter sweet look. With Jackson working so much it was hard for you two to spend time together. So you two spent a lot of time either on the phone or using the computer as a way of communication. At the beginning of your relationship it had been hard but recently you two are able to find a rhythm that works.
“Hey now…just a few more months! So stop with the ugly face! You’ll get wrinkles and if you do then I’ll really break up with you.” You watch as the light instantly returns to his eyes at the joke.
Jackson threw back his head in laughter then looked back down at the screen. “As if I’d let you break up with me.”
You roll your eyes at his comment. “Geeze, so possessive! Why am I dating you again?”
You see him look off the screen then back down at you. “Do you want the G rated answer or the R rated?” he flicks his tongue out at you and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
Your jaw drops open in shock, before you start laughing. “JACKSON! I can’t believe you!”
Jackson laughs again and shrugs his shoulders, “What! You were the one that wanted to know why”
You shake your head at him but still don’t drop the smile from your lips, “Where are you guys now?” You watch as his face takes on a puzzled look as he leans back against the wall. “Hmm…I can’t really remember.”
You scoff and roll your eyes once again. “Of course you don’t.” You turn around on your bed and lay on your stomach, getting comfortable once again.
Jackson sticks his tongue out at you playfully and you return the gesture. “Hold on I’m gonna go ask someone.” Jackson drops his phone down a bit and you get a glimpse of a ceiling but you still see the side of Jackson’s head. On his end you hear a door opening and closing. Looking away from the IPad your eyes drift over to the photos hanging above your bed, several of them have your friends and family but a few of them hold the image of you and Jackson.
Glancing back at your screen you jump away from the IPad when you suddenly see yourself, but only from a different angle. “J-Jackson..?”
“Excuse me Miss, can you tell me where I am?” You turn around suddenly and cover your mouth, you can already feel the tears threaten to fall when the sight of Jackson standing in the doorway greets you.
“Surprise Princess.”
Dropping your head down into your hands you cover your face. Unable to stop the tears.
“Aww baby…” you hear shuffling coming from across the room, then feel a dip in the mattress. Turning your body into his, you feel him pull you in close. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
You both stay like this for a moment, your tears having dried up a while ago but you both weren’t really in a rush to break away from one another. Keeping your head down against his chest, your arms tighten around his midsection. “How are you here?”
Jackson gently brushes his lips against your forehead and runs his hand up and down your back. “We don’t start the second leg of our tour until June 1, I’m on break.” Pulling away from him, you lightly slap his chest. “You jerk! You made me think I wasn’t going to see you for 4 months!”
Jackson pulls away chuckling and reaches out to grab your wrist, using his other hand he wraps it around your waist and pulls both you back to lay flat on the bed. “I thought you loved surprises.”
Pulling your hand from his hold you turn your body away from his and cross your arms, pouting slightly. “Still a jerk.”
The hand on your waist pulls you back towards him and he lazily drapes his other arm over your side. Spooning your back. “I missed you to…”
Silence rings out as the two of you continue to cuddle on your bed, the position as a bit awkward with both of your legs still hanging off the side of the bed, but neither of you cared. You feel him shift closer to you and you can’t help but smile. Reach down to the arm around your waist you take hold of his hand and lock your fingers together. You feel a kiss placed on the back of your neck and a gentle squeeze of your hand.
Signing happily you close your eyes, but not before whispering 3 little words. “I love you..”
You feel Jackson freeze up behind you, and you immediately open your eyes in horror. You two had been dating a while, and it was clear you both cared about the other, but the L word hadn’t been dropped yet. You had promised yourself that you would wait for him to say it first.
Quickly you sit up and pull from his hold, clearing your throat as you do so. “Ah, You must be hungry, let me go make you somet-”
From the way you felt Jackson freeze up when you said those three little words, his lips suddenly on yours was the last thing you were expecting. You begin to pull away in surprise but he slips one hand to the back of your neck while the other gently holds your cheek. You feel him softly nibble on your lower lip and you finally cave, mumbling his name breathlessly.
“J-jackson..”
His only answer is to drop his hand from your cheek and to wrap his arm tightly around your waist practically pulling you on top of him. Without breaking the contact you maneuver over his lap, straddling his thighs. The hand on the back of your neck slips up into your hair and giving your strands a firm tug. Jackson lips leave yours to trail down your jaw line to place small kisses along your throat.
Your eyes close tightly from the sensation and lean into his touch, yet the sound of his voice stops you from completely losing your senses.
“Say it again.”
Opening your eyes you lean back slightly and look down into his brown eyes. Searching his face and only finding happiness, a smile slowly begins to make its way to your kiss swollen lips. “I love you.”
Jackson face breaks into a big smile and he leans up to peck his lips against your lightly, but right before your lips touch he whispers his reply to you. “And I love you.
AND DONE! Just a little Drabble I guess, the Idea popped in my head while at work, Don’t worry I wont just write Jackson ones. I plan to branch off soon.
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⇥ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯?
⇤ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?
⇥ 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴
⇥ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯?
⇥ 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵?
⇤ ??
↳ 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦， 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶．𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 （𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘰， 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦， 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘵𝘤）𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮？𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘴？𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨？“𝑌／𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤“ 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴．
↳ 𝙅𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜
𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴．𝘉𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨，𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦，𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵／𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦．𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴，𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯．
↳ 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙟𝙖𝙚
*𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧* 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯？𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦．𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴，𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘴 （𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥），𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴，𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘥，𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬．𝘏𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦，𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴， 𝘵𝘦𝘢，𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺 （𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺）𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴．𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵，𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵．𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥，𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴，𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 （𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘺𝘬）．
↳ 𝘽𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙢
𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙝𝙞𝙢，𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥，𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥．𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦．𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯？𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵？𝘯𝘰，𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴．𝘯𝘰－．𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥．𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨，𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵？𝘈𝘮𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵！（𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨）
↳ 𝙔𝙪𝙜𝙮𝙚𝙤𝙢
𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬，𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵， 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘰𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘰．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 “𝑌𝑢𝑔𝑖 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑠？𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑥?“ 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦．
— 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘹𝘰
𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵
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GIF is not mine. Credit to the owner
Word count: 1,094
Genre: fluff/slight angst
Warning: mention of death
A/N: I really dk what to say about this; it's my first post on tumblr so bear with me.. Sorry if there's any grammatical mistake.. Enjoy
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A short story in jaebum's POV
I was sitting in the restaurant, with this beautiful girl in front of me, she was drinking her favorite apple juice watching the street through the window... Despite our silent, our hearts were talking..
A while later, she smiled and looked at me
"It has been a while, Jaebum." She said staring at my crossing hands on the table.
"I felt like I haven't seen you since the beginning of time, huh?.. But every time I see you, it felt like I haven't been apart from you, ever."
I thought that I said something wrong because she lowered her head and frowned..
"Please Y/N, don't do that.. You know how much I love you and how much it's hurt not being with you." I said trying to reach her hands, but for some reason I couldn't touch her.
"If you loved me that much then why did you leave me?!" She murmured.
Every word in that sentence tore me apart. It isn't my fault like it isn't hers, and she knows that. She knows that I'll be forever with here; where she goes I'll be there, because my heart belonged to her.
"Can't you feel my love for you?! I know that you are mad at me.. But I came back for you.. It's hard to be back here.." I sighed and looked around. "You don't understand how much I hate this place.. Where I fell in love with the most beautiful woman whom I had to leave too soon." I reached for her hands again, and before I get to finally touch her, she stood up.
"I have to go." She said.
She was walking in front of me. And suddenly, she stopped. I stood by her side while she was looking at me. I tucked a lock of her chin-length hair behind her ear. She smiled. God, how much I love her smile, the same smile that made me fall in love with her. I felt alive for the first time in years.
"A day like this will never be repeated, I have to smile and enjoy it." She said.
"Of course. It our anniversary, darling."
"There's a place I want to go to. Come on." She happily murmured.
"I think I know just where is it. Come on." I excitedly cheered. She stared at me a little longer before she began walking beside me. It's hard to collect words and put them in the right sentences to describe how beautiful she is. How can she be this wonderful.
"Do you remember how we fell in love?!" I asked.
"I was a client in the coffee shop where you used to work. Isn't it the same where we've been just now?! Right, Y/N?!"
She only smiled.
"It's cliché how we fell in love." I said and she giggled so I continued. "After I saw you, I refused to leave, even after the coffee closed, not before you accepted to go out with me. Was it that hard to say yes?!"
"Oh god, I'm crazy." She said laughing at the memory.
"In our first date, you refused to open up to me because you weren't impressed by my plane dinner date. But when I took you to see the beautiful sky. You became carzy enough to like me."
She smiled and titled her head up.
"The sun is setting, let's get a taxi." She whispered rising her hand to srop a cab.
After an hour we reached our destination. It's was a large wheat field few miles away from town. We walked to the middle until she sat down, I stood by her side looking around.
"I don't think it's a good idea to be here alone at this time.. let's go back.."
She won't listen to me, I know her so well.
"You always talk so much, jaebum.. Every time we come here, on every our anniversary's day.. You won't stop talking. But today it's my turn to talk, jaebum."
I sat beside her listening to her.
"Today is my dad's memorial... You didn't know, sid you?" She asked murmured the last part.
"Oh... We've been together for 2 years, yet i didn't know it's today.. I.. I mean, I KNOW that your father passed away.. uh.. years ago, b-but-.."
"You've never asked" she cut me short whispering.
"You've never cared about my feelings. You've never asked me about my opinion in your decisions.. even though, they were all great but this one, jaebum."
Then, she was crying...
God I hate when she cries..
"It wasn't my decision, jagiya." I quietly said trying to soothe her. "It was our Destiny."
"I told you not to go..." she whined.
"I know.. I know... but-"
"You didn't listen to me-" "I didn't listen to you-".
I hope that I did.
She smiled.
"Like usual."
Her phone rang.
"Yes, mum."
"Where are you, sweetie."
"I came to see Jaebum."
"At this time..." her mother sighed through the phone. "Sweetie, where are at?"
"Mum, remember after my dad passed away, you told me he became a star lighting my way?... mum, even if it's dark, there are two stars shining at my way.." She said looking to the starry night. Her mother knew where she was but silently hoped that she was ok.
"Um, don't be late and come home... soon."
She hung up and looked around.. She stood up and walked out of the field. Alone. While I watched & light her way like I always do.
End of Jaebum's POV
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She was sitting in the restaurant alone, and suddenly remembered Jaebum.
"It has been a while, Jaebum."
Then she lowered her head when she remembered how he confessed to her.
"If you loved me that much then why did you leave me?!" She murmured. She looked at the promise ring that he gave her. Then she walked out of the restaurant.. She walked alone through the busy streets, she stopped looking at her reflection on a storefront and she tucked a lock of her chin-length hair behind her ear. She smiled.
"A day like this will never be repeated, I have to smile and enjoy it. There's a place I want to go to. Come on." She happily murmured.
Then she continued walking remembering their first meeting.
"Oh god, I'm crazy." She said laughing at the memory.
Then she titled her head up.
"The sun is setting, let's get a taxi." She whispered rising her hand to srop a cab.
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When You’re Injured And Don’t Tell Them | GOT7
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Jackson:
You were walking back home from work the day after an argument with Jackson— refusing to let him pick you up like usual. All of the hurtful words and names used from the previous night came flooding back to you, causing your eyes to blur with tears.
Not allowing them to fall, you wiped at your eyes in frustration and sadness, not paying attention to the stick on the sidewalk in front of you. Your shoelace caught on the end of the stick, causing you to tumble forward. You gasped and fell hard onto the concrete.
New unshed tears flooded your eyes, but this time because you were in pain. You winced and looked down at your ankle, pulling your pantleg up just enough to see the damage. It was starting to bleed and change colors, and you just knew it was going to be a nasty bruise before the end of the night.
You sighed and pulled your jeans back down, forcing yourself up with another wince before walking as fast (and as careful) as you could back home. As soon as you stepped through the front door, you threw your Converse off and waddled your way into the bathroom. Each step you took caused an immense amount of pain to shoot up from your ankle to your entire leg. You got undressed as quickly as possible and went to the bathroom to take a shower and clean your ankle up.
You were so focused on the pain that you hadn’t realized that Jackson was home early. You opened the bathroom door with a groan and your eyes widened when your boyfriend turned around in surprise, in the process of turning the shower on for himself. His eyes softened when he noticed you holding your leg with tears in your eyes. You gulped and tried to blink away your tears. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were ho—”
“What happened?” Jackson asked softly, walking towards you with concerned eyes. His hands went down to pull at your jeans to see what was wrong, but your hand slapped it away. Jackson’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and he looked up at you. “Hey, it’s just me. Let me see.”
You shook your head. “It’s nothing. My shoes were just too tight on my feet today, that’s all.” You lied, not wanting to worry him or make him feel guilty for not picking you up.
Jackson knew you were lying, but he just let it go since it was clearly obvious you were still upset with him. “Okay,” He hesitated, letting go of your leg to look behind him at the shower. “If you want to get in first, you can. I’ll just get in after you.”
You nodded and watched as he made his way out of the bathroom, closing the door behind himself to give you privacy. You exhaled a sigh of relief once he was gone, throwing your head back. You unbuttoned your jeans carefully, gasping when you saw how swollen your ankle was already.
Nonetheless, you turned the shower on and climbed in carefully, allowing the warm water to wash away the blood from the cut. All of a sudden, the shower curtain flew open, making you gasp and cover yourself up as much as possible. Jackson stood there with a towel around his waist, staring down at your foot and all of the blood swirling around the shower floor, watching it go down the drain.
“Jackson!” You squealed in shock, placing a hand over your chest, your heart beating way too fast. “What the hell are you doing? You said I could shower first.” You let go of your body after realizing it was just your boyfriend, putting your head under the water to wet your hair.
Jackson didn’t reply, only tossing his towel into the hamper and climbing into the shower behind you. “Dude.” You exclaimed, wiping the water from your eyes to look at him.
“Why are you bleeding?” He asked firmly, pointing down at your leg. You looked down and gulped, shaking your head. “Y/N. What the hell happened?” He asked more firmly, walking closer to you.
“Jackson, stop. It’s fine. I just tripped, that’s all.” You replied quietly, looking away in embarrassment. Jackson’s fingers curled under your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “I’m sorry for not telling you.”
“I don’t care what happens, and I don’t care if we get into the world’s biggest fight. You never keep these kinds of things from me. Do you understand me? When you get hurt and when you bleed, you let me know immediately. I’m your boyfriend, I’m supposed to help you in times like this.” He spoke quietly and gently, but at the same time he was firm to let you know how serious he was. “Now tell me— are you okay?”
Mark:
You had been dancing around the house to your boyfriend’s playlist he had made for you, singing and jumping like nobody was watching. You spun around the couch excitedly, not meaning for your sock to slip on the hardwood floor and send you straight down. You gasped and tears welled in your eyes as you grabbed your elbow, noticing the blood trickle between your fingers.
You stood up quickly, rushing to the kitchen sink to clean it up. Within a few minutes, your elbow was bandaged and the blood off the floor was cleaned before it had dried. You began to laugh it off, the pain dying down and now becoming something to joke about. You pulled your phone out to call your boyfriend to tell him about the accident, a smile on your face as you imagined the fall over and over again— you couldn’t help but laugh everytime.
“Hello?” Mark’s groggy voice spoke on the other side of the phone, the bass of the speakers loud and clear behind him. Your smile began to fall once you noticed how tired he seemed to be.
“Hey,” You spoke softly. “Are you okay? You sound upset.”
Mark sighed heavily, making your heart crumble a little bit. “I’m alright. Just really stressed out right now with this new dance number. I just can’t get it right. I just want to go home and cuddle with my girl, today just sucks ass.”
“I’m sorry baby. Try not to let it stress you out anymore than it already has, okay? Take deep breaths and make sure you’re staying hydrated. As soon as you get home, we can watch your favorite movie and cuddle.” You promised with a smile on your face, the original reason why you called completely slipping from your mind.
“Okay,” Mark replied with a small smile. “I can’t wait. I’ll be home in about an hour and a half, okay? I gotta go, the boys are waiting for me. I love you.”
“Be careful, please. I love you too. See you later, bub.” You blew him a kiss through the phone before hanging up. You looked down at your bandaged elbow and sighed, deciding against telling him since he was already stressed enough. You slid on one of Mark’s sweatshirts and covered your arm up, hoping he wouldn’t think much of it considering you wear his sweatshirts quite often.
By the time he got home and had changed into comfier clothes, he was throwing himself onto your shared bed with a heavy sigh. You pouted at how tired he was, and ran a hand through his hair. “It’s okay. The day’s over and done with now. I’m right here, and there’s nothing to be stressed about anymore.” You praised softly, pressing a kiss to his head as he dug his face into your neck.
Your left hand continued to run through his hair while your right stroked his back. The movie (chosen by Mark) played in the background but went unnoticed, you and Mark beginning to fall asleep in each others arms. You had fallen asleep faster than Mark, your hands coming to a stop and just softly resting on his scalp and his back. Mark whined softly, your stopped strokes making him start to wake back up.
He reached up and grabbed at your elbow to continue your motions, making you yelp out in pain. Your eyes snapped open and Mark immediately sat up to check on you. “What happened? What did I do? Are you okay?”
You forced a smile and shook your head, rubbing your elbow softly one last time before letting it fall back into his hair. “Shh, don’t worry about it. Let’s just go back to sleep.”
Mark grabbed your wrist gently, pulling it out of his hair. “No, let me see what’s wrong first.” He ordered, making you sigh.
“Marky, come on. I’m tired.” You pouted, throwing your head back onto your pillow. Mark stayed silent, making you lift your head up to look at him. He had pulled your (well, his) sweatshirt sleeve down to see what was wrong. His eyes widened when he saw the large white bandage, his eyes quickly trailing back up to you. “It was an accident, I fell earlier and I didn’t want to worry you so I just kept it to myself.”
“I’ll always worry about you, Y/N. That’s what I’m here for. So let me do my job.”
Jinyoung:
Earlier in the week, you were scrubbing the kitchen floor and when you went to stand up, you slammed your head on the counter. After seeing it wasn’t too big of a cut and didn’t require stiches, you decided that it wasn’t a big deal and that it wouldn’t hurt to keep it from your boyfriend.
It was now Thursday night, and Jinyoung had finally gotten a day off to spend with you. The two of you had decided on putting on a movie, but within twenty minutes of it, your lips were on each others. “Fuck, I missed you so much, baby.” Jinyoung moaned softly against your lips.
“I missed you.” You replied before leaning your head back to allow him to give you kisses along your neck. Jinyoung’s hands traveled to your hips, squeezing them gently before tapping them, motioning for you to move. You listened, crawling over him and onto his lap as you looked down at him with a smile. Your eyes shined with adoration, your hands pulling his bangs back to reveal his forehead. “My pretty boy.” You whispered, making him smile.
“Come here,” He muttered, grabbing you by the back of your head as he connected your lips again. As his fingers began to massage your scalp while the two of you made out, he started to notice the large bump that took place on your head. His eyebrows furrowed and he pulled away in confusion. “What is that?” He asked, pulling you closer to him so he could see.
“What is what?” You repeated, feeling his fingers run over your bump multiple times to try and figure out what it was. “Jinyoung, what are you talking about?”
“This. You have a big ass bump on your head, babe. Here, turn around real quick,” He lifted your head off of his chest and turned you around so you were straddling him backwards so he could see your head better. He gently leaned your head backwards, pushing your hair to the side to reveal the bruised lump on the back of your scalp. He gasped and circled his fingernail around it a few times. “Jesus Christ, Y/N, what the hell did you do?”
You furrowed your eyebrows and flew your hand to the back of your head, allowing Jinyoung’s larger hand to guide you towards the bump. You gasped when you felt it, worry setting in. “What the fuck?” You muttered, turning yourself back around to face your boyfriend.
“Are you okay? Does it hurt?” He asked gently, his hands rubbing small and soft circles around the bump. “Do you have a headache?”
“No, no, I’m fine, I just don’t know what it could b—” You stopped yourself when you remembered what you had done Monday evening. “Ahhhh, I know what it’s from. I was cleaning the kitchen floor Monday and when I went to stand up, I hit my head on the counter.”
“Monday? Why didn’t you tell me?” Jinyoung asked, his hands falling to your back as he rubbed at it soothingly.
“Well, you’ve just been so stressed lately and you finally got a day off so I just wanted to let you relax and not worry about me. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to keep anything from you.” You pouted, your hands playing with the strings of his hoodie as you spoke.
“Hey, that doesn’t matter to me,” He spoke, lifting your head up so you could look at him. “You always tell me when stuff like this happens, okay?”
Youngjae:
He had begged and begged and begged to take you out on a dinner date for the first time in four months. It had been so long since the last one because of his busy schedule. Normally, you would have jumped at the opportunity, but because of an awful toothache you’d got about two weeks prior, you didn’t want to eat absolutely anything. Your appetite had dropped immensely, too afraid to eat in fear of putting your tooth in even more pain.
You were doing a pretty good job at faking it and eating small and soft things in front of your boyfriend so he wouldn’t catch on, but this was different. It would only be you two— none of his friends to distract him and give you a break from eating and allowing you to let your tooth relax. He’d be sitting across you and would definitely notice if you weren’t eating or wincing in pain.
Finally, though, you agreed. You took a few pain pills before he had picked you up, in hopes it would help numb the pain just until after dinner. It honestly worked for the majority of the time— that was until the food arrived. You had honestly forgot about your tooth since the pain was gone and you had Youngjae to distract you. When you took a bite of your food, however, the pain instantly flew back.
You gasped in shock and dropped your fork, catching Youngjae’s attention immediately. He swallowed his food quickly before standing up from his chair, rushing towards you in worry. “Baby? Are you okay?” He asked, his hands grabbing at your cheeks to examine you. You winced in pain and shook your head quickly, your eyes tearing up as you held your jaw. “Hey, let me see. Move your hand, baby.”
You sniffled and lightly removed your hand, resting it on his arm as you whimpered in pain, trying to open your mouth so he could see. “Here, hold on,” He mumbled, grabbing a napkin from the table before holding it to your mouth. “Spit. I don’t want you to choke.”
You obeyed, spitting out your food into the napkin and watched through teary eyes as he tossed it onto the table and gripping at your chin softly to pry your mouth open. “You’re okay, shh. I won’t touch it, I just wanna see. Just calm down, honey.” He reassured when you gasped and let out a quiet sob when your tooth ached after you opened your jaw wider. “Which one is it, can you point to it for me?”
You sniffled once more before pointing a shaky finger toward you back molar, resting it back onto his arm when he nodded. “Yeah, baby, you’re bleeding. Your gums are swollen too.” He spoke gently, his fingers letting go of your chin and letting your jaw close again. “Did this happen just now?” He asked, standing back up to grab an ice cube from his water.
You shook your head, flinching when he placed the ice cube onto your jaw. “N-No,” You whimpered out, looking up at him to see his reaction. “I’ve had it for a few weeks now, but I was too embarrassed to tell you. I took a few Ibuprofens before I left, and it took away the pain for a while.”
“Until you ate.” Youngjae added, making you nod. He sighed heavily, shaking his head in disappointment. “You gotta tell me this stuff, kiddo. I can’t have you sitting here in pain like this. You don’t ever have to be embarrassed around me, alright? You can’t just suffer in silence or else it’ll just get worse. Now come on, we’ll go get you some numbing cream and make you an appointment with the dentist.” He reassured before pressing a soft kiss to your jaw.
Jaebum:
He woke up before you did, which was a rare occurrence. The two of you had plans for the day, and you needed to get up soon. He looked down at you, smiling at the sight of your sleeping state on his chest, your legs tangled together. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your head, running his hands through your hair soothingly. “Hey, princess. You gotta get up.”
You stirred, a whine escaping from your lips before you hugged his waist tigher and dug your face deeper into his bare chest. “Come on, babygirl. We have to get ready to go. We have breakfast at your parents’ house, remember?” He tried again, his hand pushing your large T-shirt up so he could rub at your bare back.
“I don’t want to get up.” You whined, moving your leg from inbetween his to over his thighs. “I’m tired.”
“I know, baby, but we can’t be late. They’re excited to see us.” Jaebum pushed, his fingertips traveling lower, running softly over your underwear covered hip. When he ran his fingers over a certain part of your hip, however, you gasped in pain and shot up. His eyebrows furrowed, and he sat up quickly. “What happened?”
“M-My hip, it—” You sat up, lifting your shirt up and pulling the side of your underwear down to examine it. Jaebum leaned forward, pulling it down further to see where you were talking about, his eyes widening when he saw the large bruise on the bottom of your hip. “I-I hit it on the printer at work the other day, but it hasn’t started hurting until now.”
“That’s bad, babe. Like.. really bad,” Jaebum sighed, his hand turning you to the side so he could see it from another angle. “Jesus.” He whispered, running his thumb over the bruise. You winced and he looked up at you. “Shit, I’m sorry, baby.”
“It’s okay. I’ll just put some ice on it or something. It should go away pretty soon, right?” You asked, letting your shirt fall back over your legs. Jaebum let go of your underwear softly, making sure it didn’t snap back at your skin harshly and cause you any pain on your bruise. He sighed and looked at you, his hand reaching over to move your hair from your face.
“The swelling will go down soon, but for now just put some ice on it and take some medicine, and we’ll keep an eye on it, okay?” He reassured you, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to your cheek. “But if something like this happens again, you need to tell me.”
BamBam:
You allowed your bra to fall down your arms, slipping yourself out of it. You sighed and tossed it into the hamper before bending to grab a shirt for bed. Just then, your boyfriend walked into the bedroom, whistling once he saw your half naked state. “Damn, baby. I had such a bad day at work today and this just made all of my stress go away. Come here.” Bambam tossed his bag onto the floor, making you giggle and turn around to look at him with a shirt in hand.
“Why was your day so bad?” You ignored his flirting, sliding the baggy T-shirt over your head. You pulled your hair out from under the shirt and looked up at him, waiting for a response. He walked closer to you as he licked his lips, placing his hands around your waist. “Hey, I’m talking to you, punk.” You joked, pressing a finger to his chest.
“Sorry, I couldn’t hear you. I was too busy looking at your beautiful face. What did you say?” He asked, his face incredibly close to yours. You laughed and rolled your eyes, wrapping your arms around his neck as you repeated your question. “We were just so busy, and Yugyeom was being such a little brat today. I was so stressed.”
“Well, don’t be. You’re home with me, now.” You smiled, pushing his hair away from his face. “I missed you.” You whispered before leaning in and pressing a kiss to his lips.
“I missed you too, baby.” He replied, kissing you once more. He pulled away to admire you for a little longer, something he loved to do when he had bad days. But something caught his eye. “Hey, did I do this to you?” He asked, voice firm with worry and concern. Your eyebrows furrowed and your hand travelled to where his was, which was on your neck.
“Huh? Do what?” You asked curiously.
“You have a huge bruise on your neck. But it doesn’t look like a hickey, or more specifically, a hickey I would give you.” Bambam spoke, his hand pushing your hair to the side to get a better look. “Babe, this is hella dark. This doesn’t look like something I’d give you at all. This looks like it hurts.”
He gently touched it, making you flinch. He looked up in concern, turning you around and guiding you toward the mirror hanging on your bedroom wall. “See it?” He asked, holding your hair back so you could see the bruise better. Your eyes widened and you traced over it as softly as possible before it clicked.
“Ohhh,” You threw your head back. “This is what Yugyeom did to me two days ago during your practice. He was playing with a rubber band and he accidentally let it go and hit me with it.” You waved your hand dismissively, shaking your head. “I’m fine. It should go away soon.”
You walked away from your boyfriend to start getting your bed ready, not aware that your boyfriend was still standing in the same place you had left him in, staring at you in awe. You tossed a pillow onto the ground and looked up, making eye contact with him. Your eyebrows furrowed and you chuckled nervously. “What?”
“You said two days ago,” Bambam spoke, pain seeping through his voice. “Why wouldn’t you tell me as soon as it happened? I would of gotten you some ice and helped you a little? Were you scared to tell me or something?” He threw his hands up softly, his eyes sad and heart heavy.
Your smile dropped and you walked over to him calmly. “No, baby. No. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you when it happened, he just didn’t want me to say anything in case you yelled at him. He felt awful and it was only an accident. So I promised him I wouldn’t tell. I’m sorry. I could never be scared of you.” You promised, placing a soft kiss to his nose before pulling him in for a hug. “I’m sorry.”
Yugyeom:
He was practicing with the boys when his phone rang. He always answered his phone when he was away from home— always worried about you and your health. When he checked the caller ID, however, his heart rate picked up and he held up a hand at Jackson, telling him to stop the music. He did, and Yugyeom answered immediately. “Hello?”
“Hey, I just wanted to call and see how she was doing. I didn’t want to call her phone just in case she was sleeping so I just called you instead— hope that isn’t too much of a problem.” Your best friend giggled into the phone. Yugyeom’s eyebrows furrowed.
“What? What do you mean?” He asked, looking around at his members who stared back at him in confusion. “Why wouldn’t she be doing alright?”
“You— I mean, she didn’t tell you?” Your best friend spoke tentatively, making Yugyeom stand up straighter.
“Tell me what?” He asked firmly. “Y/F/N, what the hell is going on?”
“She fell on her bike this morning and cut up her leg really bad. She called me crying and I came over to help clean her up, but she was still hurt pretty bad. It left her with a super bad headache, and she was half asleep by the time I left for work. I’m sorry, I totally thought she told you.”
Her words had his heart dropping, and he thanked her and hung up as quickly as he could. “I’m sorry, guys, Y/N’s hurt really bad, I have to go check on her.” Yugyeom rushed, throwing his bag over his shoulder before running out of the building.
He was home in a flash, storming through the front door. “Y/N!” Yugyeom yelled, throwing his bag onto the floor as he ran throughout the house until he found you asleep on your shared bed, his hoodie encasing your small frame and his pillow underneath of your swollen and pounding head. “Princess— hey.” He whispered softly, sitting beside you and pushing your hair away from your face. You whined and moved away from his hand, making Yugyeom chuckle.
“Baby. Hey. I’m gonna look at your leg real quick, okay?” He spoke gently, making you nod. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before pulling the covers back, gasping when he saw your leg. It was bruised and had roadburn all over the side, with a few scratches and cuts around it. “Jesus Christ. Why didn’t you call me?” He asked firmly, lifting it up softly, bringing it closer to his face to examine it.
You rubbed at your eyes, shrugging softly. “I don’t know,” You replied quietly, your voice raspy with sleep. “I just didn’t want to bother you at work. I’m sorry.” You whispered, lips formed into a pout as you looked at him with tired eyes. “I didn’t even mean to fall. It just happened so fast, and I—”
“Hey, hey, hey. It’s okay. Shh, come here, it’s okay, sweeheart.” He hushed you when he noticed the tears in your eyes, setting your leg back down onto the mattress to grab your upper body and hold you against him. He rocked you back and forth, pressing kisses along your ear and head occasionally. “It’s okay, I’m here now. Don’t worry. Just let me take care of you, yeah? You can’t keep secrets like that from me, baby. When you get hurt like this, you have to call me. I’ll be there before you know it.”
Accepting Change | Park Jinyoung
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This was the third fight you’ve had with your twelve year old daughter this week. You had only asked her to help you with the dishes, yet she blew up on you like you had asked her to help you murder somebody. “I mean, for fucks sake! Why is she being so mean lately? She’s never been like this before.” You sighed in frustration.
“I don’t know, baby. Maybe she’s just going through something at school.” Your boyfriend suggested, shrugging at you softly while he folded the laundry beside you. “I think you should just ask her— talk to her, you know? I think it’ll help.”
Taking up Jinyoung’s advice, you called your daughter into your son’s bedroom to talk. You sat in the rocking chair in the corner while you breastfed your son, rolling your eyes jokingly when your daughter covered her eyes with a groan. “Mom! Come onnnn.”
“Oh hush and get in here,” You laughed. “We need to talk.”
She obeyed, shutting the door behind her and sitting on the floor in silence. She grabbed one of her brother’s toys to play with nervously, listening to you as you began. “Are you okay, honey? Because lately you’ve been acting really weird and Jinyoung and I are worried about you.”
You frowned at the eyeroll she did when you mentioned your boyfriend, gulping down your obvious hurt. “I’m fine,” She sighed. “Can we just talk about this later? This is.. weird.”
“What’s weird?” You furrowed your eyebrows.
“Your boobs are out, mom.” She deadpanned, making you laugh. You rolled your eyes at her, tapping her slightly with your foot, earning a small smile from her.
“This is natural. You should be happy your brother is healthy and getting all of his nutrients,” You joked. Your daughter giggled a little before shrugging and dropping her smile. You sighed. “Alright, kiddo. Talk to me. What’s on your mind?”
She sighed and threw her head back, allowing it to softly hit the crib behind her. “It’s hard to explain. You wouldn’t understand.” She mumbled, making you frown.
“Well I can try.” You tried softly. She shook her head and tossed the toy across the room, going to stand up. “Baby, come back here. Just talk to me!” You called after her as she rushed to the door.
“Just leave me alone.” She whimpered, swinging the door open and accidentally bumping into Jinyoung, who just so happened to be walking in the hallway when she began to walk out.
“Oop— Sorry, sweetheart. Are you o—” Jinyoung started, getting interrupted by your daughter’s frustrated yell and stomps down the hall. He furrowed his eyebrows and walked into his son’s nursery. “Is she alright?”
You sighed, shrugging. “I don’t know. She won’t talk to me,” You whispered through tears. “I don’t know what to do.”
“Don’t give up, baby. I know it’s hard, but it’s obvious she needs you right now. Here, go try again and I’ll put him to bed.” Jinyoung nodded towards the sleeping boy latched onto your breast. You nodded through sniffles, allowing him to pull him away from you as you fixed your top.
You looked up to see your boyfriend staring at your chest with red cheeks, gulping harshly. You rolled your eyes and patted his chest softly. “My eyes are up here, babe.” You teased, pressing a small kiss to his cheek before you left the room to find your daughter.
You assumed she was in her bedroom, knocking on the door softly. “G-Go away!” She sobbed on the other side, making your heart ache. You ignored her pleas, letting yourself into the room.
“It’s okay, I’m right here,” You hushed, rushing to her and pulling her into your chest. “Talk to me, baby. Tell mommy what’s wrong.”
“I just—” She stopped herself, tensing up before taking a deep breath. You rubbed her back in an attempt to soothe her. “Can I see daddy?”
Her words made your breath hitch in your throat. “Baby, I don’t think—”
“Please,” She begged, pulling away to look up at you. Your heart broke when you made eye contact with her— her eyes were red and swollen with tears spilling from them uncontrollably. “I’m ready. I want to see him; I need to.”
You closed your eyes, trying to hold back your tears as you let her words sink in. “Mommy. Please.” She begged once more before you were nodding, making her break out into a teary smile.
“Okay. Tomorrow I’ll take you to see daddy.” You agreed, bringing her into a tight hug as you both rocked back and forth.
After a few more minutes, you kissed her goodnight and tucked her into bed. You walked into your bedroom with an anxious heart, shutting the door behind you. “How’d it go? Is she okay now?” Jinyoung asked softly from his spot on the bed, his eyes trailing over your figure as you began to change out of your clothes.
“She wants to see her dad.” You said lowly, voice shaking with worry. Jinyoung’s eyes widened at the sudden words, taken aback. He muted the TV and sat up, leaning against the headboard. “I told her yes. I’m taking her tomorrow.”
“Are you sure she’s ready?” He whispered, gulping when he watched you undo your bra and slide on one of his T-Shirts.
“I mean, I honestly don’t know, but she says she is.” You sighed, tossing your clothes into the dirty hamper.
“Well then you just gotta trust her. If she says she is, then maybe she is.” Jinyoung comforted, wrapping his arms around you once you were laying beside him in bed. “It’s going to be okay, baby. She’ll be okay.”
A part of you hoped she would forget about the whole thing by tomorrow, but you knew she wouldn’t. She couldn’t. She was more than excited to see her father after six years, even if she wasn’t actually going to see him physically.
You watched as she rushed towards the specific grave upon arrival, her small hands running themselves over the indentation of her father’s name. You looked at Jinyoung with a small smile, making him nod encouragingly at you. You sighed and handed your son off to your boyfriend before catching up with your daughter, leaving the two boys behind beside the car.
“Is this what you’ve been so upset about? Missing your dad?” You asked curiously, sitting beside her on the freshly mowed grass with your hands in your sweatshirt pocket.
Your daughter sighed, her heart aching at the sight of ‘loving father’ written underneath of his name. “Well, that and Jinyoung,” She muttered, making you freeze in confusion. “I like him, but.. I just feel like it’s unfair to daddy. I don’t know, I just feel like I’m betraying him somehow.”
Your heart dropped and you sighed heavily, leaning forward to grab at your daughter and pull her onto your lap. “Baby,” You started. “Daddy would want me to move on, want me to be happy. He loves the both of us too much to let us sit together in sorrow. He loves me and wants me to have a good man, and he loves you and wants you to have a good father figure. I know it’s hard, but I promise you, he is happy for us.”
She nodded sadly at your words, her small hand rubbing at her wet cheeks. “I’m sorry, mommy.”
“Don’t be. I understand. It’s hard. But if it wasn’t for Jinyoung, your brother wouldn’t be here. Mommy wouldn’t be in love, or as happy as she is. You wouldn’t have a good stepdaddy to take care of you and shower you with love. I think daddy chose him to take care of us while he was gone, princess. We just have to trust him.”
She nodded in agreement, her voice shaking with sobs. “Here,” You whispered, digging into your pocket. “I brought this to give to you. I’ve been keeping it in a special place until now.”
You dropped the silver ring into her small palm, watching her eyes widen with curiosity.
“It’s the ring your father proposed to me with. It’s the last thing I have left of him, and I think you deserve to have it.” You spoke, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek as she gasped and squeezed it to her chest with a large smile on her face. The two of you stayed their in silence, just staring into the distance before you spoke.
“You know, I used to breastfeed you, too.” You teased, making your daughter groan and shiver. “I just don’t understand why you’re so freaked out about a little boob! I mean, your dad loved boobs— what’s wrong with that?”
“Ew!” She shrieked. “Boobs are gross, mom. They have cooties.”
“Ahh, right,” You rolled your eyes. “Cooties. I forgot.”
You two stayed their for a few more minutes before returning back to the car with the boys. Your daughter remained extremely happy the rest of the night, and even ran up to Jinyoung asking him if he could put the ring onto a necklace for her to wear around. “Of course I can, princess.”
He guided her to the bedroom, where they sat on the floor and dug through an old box under the bed, searching for an old necklace chain. Upon finding one, Jinyoung held out his hand for the ring, inwhich the little girl carefully placed it into. “This is a beautiful ring,” He spoke gently while he worked. “I bet your daddy loved mommy very much.”
Her heart swelled with pride, and she nodded eagerly. “He did. He loved her a whole bunch.” She exclaimed, earning a large smile from Jinyoung. She watched him as he worked, guilt starting to eat her up as she remembered how many times she was mean to him because of her jealousy. “I’m sorry I was being a brat to you.”
Jinyoung furrowed his eyebrows and set the chain down, looking over at her. “What are you talking about, honey? You’re not a brat.”
“Yes I am,” She muttered, looking down at the ring on the floor. “Daddy chose you to take care of me and mommy. Daddy chose you to give me a little brother. Daddy chose you, and I ruined it. I was a real big brat, and I’m sorry.”
Jinyoung’s heart shattered and he bit back tears, opening his arms up for her to crawl into. She did, allowing more tears to fall as she laid her head onto his chest. “Don’t ever say you’re sorry again, okay? You did nothing wrong. I understand. You know that no matter what you do or say to me, I will always be here to love you. Don’t you?”
She nodded and he kissed her head, leaning forward to grab the necklace placed in front of the two. “Hold your hair up for me real quick,” He whispered. She obeyed, pulling her up at while Jinyoung clasped the necklace around her neck. “Your daddy loves you. Your mommy loves you. I love you. You will always have us.”
He Catches You Singing His Song - Got7
JB
JB was in the other room when heard the melody of his song, Sunrise. He raised an eyebrow in confusion, following the sound. When he saw you singing while washing the dishes, he was so surprised. He knew you didn’t speak very much Korean, but when he heard you singing his song, word for word, he felt so proud. He watched while you sang and cleaned.
Mark
You and Mark were be hanging out when you started doing an impression of him. You started to goofily sing OMW. You even imitated his voice, beginning to strut around like he would. Mark just laughed, denying that he sounds or walks like that. But you’d keep on.
Bambam
You and Bambam were joking around with each other. He mocked you playfully, so you jumped on the couch and started singing his song, Party, in a silly voice. You danced around as he cringed at the degradation of his song but soon joined in, laughing along.
Jinyoung
Jinyoung was laying down with you, just relaxing. You started humming a tune familiar to him. It was his song, My Youth. You started to sing softly as he smiled at you. He joined in and you both harmonized with each other. He didn’t know what he’d done to deserve you, but he knew he could never let you go. You were too perfect.
Youngjae
Youngjae was fast asleep, yet it was past noon. You’d decided it was time to wake him up. You went up to his sleeping form and began singing Nobody Knows. He stirred at the soft singing and cracked his eyes open to look at you. He smiled, pulling you close to cuddle as he started to fall back asleep. You saw this and rolled your eyes, deciding to let him sleep a little longer.
Jackson
Jackson was just coming home from work. When he walked through the door, you jumped up and smirked at him. He smirked back the exact same way. You both soon break out singing. You shout the words to his song, Papillon. We dance around goofily, singing loudly.
Could you write a reaction where Got7's s/o is dancing/singing/rapping to their songs? Thanks!
Got7 reaction to their s/o dancing/singing/rapping to their songs
Jaebum
He would hear you singing 'Face' and a smile appeard on his face. He would say "you're doing great jagi" *gif*
Mark
He heard you rapping his part from eclipse and immediately looked at you. He stared at you in adoration and his smile grew wider with every word.
Jinyoung
He couldn't believe his ears when you started singing his part in Lullaby. He immediately went up from the couch and started dancing and singing with you. You were both laughing when it ended.
Jackson
Being the loud man he is he would be schocked hearing you sing 'Okay'. *gif* "YES JAGI, YOU'RE AMAZING" he wouldn't stop screaming and hyping you up.
Youngjae
He heard you singing his part in 'You are' and got so excited. A smile grew on his face and he started to sing with you. It has basically ended with a karaoke night.
Bambam
He was listening to his music when he suddenly heard a familiar voice rapping his part in NBTM. He went to you and stared at you until you noticed he was watching you. "You're pretty good jagi. But I'm still better" he said and you playfully hit his chest.
Yugyeom
He saw you singing and dancing to Girls Girls Girls. He couldn't hold his laughter but was actually really happy to see you. He decided to join you and and when you were together with him and the other members, he would tell them about you and tease you endlessly.
A/n: hoped you liked this ^^
Let’s Mate…I Mean DATE! Pairing: Jackson Wang x Fem!Reader Tags: 8.7k, Fantasy!AU, Clueless Werewolf!Jackson, Human!Reader, Mates, Humor, Fluff, Suggestive, Romance, GOT7 pack/family dynamics, Oneshot. Summary: Jackson has been working for you for months now and things have been going perfectly well, up until a single moment turns his world upside down. Suddenly all that occupies his mind and floods his senses is you and he’s going to lose his mind if he doesn’t figure out why.
“Saturday at seven pm,” Jackson speaks into the phone propped precariously between his ear and shoulder, balancing his briefcase and two cups of coffee in his hands, “Yes, I did receive the invitation and she would be delighted to attend. She would also like to send a donation in for the silent auction, I’ll be forwarding you that information shortly.”
Jackson glances both ways before he subtly backs into your door, maneuvering the handle down with one firm glute before pushing through. You look up from your computer and offer an amused grin at the sight of him and his full hands.
“Absolutely,” He says professionally, sending you a quick wink as he hands you your morning coffee, “She’s looking forward to it. Thank you, Manuel.”
“Morning, boss,” He grins, taking the seat across from you. Or rather, perching atop the arm of it per usual.
“Morning, Jackson,” You reply, sipping the smooth latte and relishing the way it warms your chest, “I’ll have to switch out the door handle for a knob if you don’t stop opening it with your ass,” You chuckle but Jackson has no shame, just that same twinkle of mischief you’ve become so accustomed to.
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Feeding grapes
Mark Tuan x reader au
Warnings: None
Genre:Fluff
Summary: The title says it all, just you and Mark feeding each other grapes
A/N: lets pretend that the thing in the gif is a grape or sth
Word count: 219
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"Just bite it" "I can’t, I'll get the stem too" he whimpered and tried to bite one again.
"Okay never mind, here" you said, taking a grape and pressing it on his lips. His pout didn't allow you to feed him and you whimpered in annoyance receiving a whimper back from him. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and ate the grape, a pout forming again on his lips.
"Oh come on baby, it's okay. Why don’t you try and feed me?" You joked and he playfully hit your arm, taking the bowl from your hands and popping another grape in his mouth.
"I will not feed you" he let out and took the bowl out of your reach when you tried to take some.
"But I want grapes" you said reaching for the bowl again but again you couldn't reach it.
"Go get your own" he joked, but gave in and took a grape and gave it to you and you softly smiled. He held the stem and slowly moved the bunch of grapes over your mouth. You softly pulled at a grape with your teeth managing to remove it from its stem and Mark pouted, but smiled at your excited expression.
"I got one!" You cheered and he nodded, softly pecking your lips.
The grapes were soon forgotten.
TSUNDERE
Y/n: Babe, how did I get to date someone so genuine, hardworking, talented and heavenly handsome? Wait...are you blushing?
JB: What, no!
Y/n: Omg did I just get the ever intimidating on stage JB to blush?
JB: No...it’s...it’s the heat of the Sun getting to me.
Y/n: Hah, it’s the Sun. And not that I keep complimenting you?
JB: *a blushing mess* *voice cracks* N-no...it’s just the Sun, kitten.
A/N: I would like to thank @crzy-devil for sending this request. On that note, feel free to give out any requests or questions! (╯3╰)
《 To Love and To Cherish》
[Got7 Jinyoung, Fluff Oneshot]
Pairing: Jinyoung x Fem!reader
Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.
Summary: You vow to turn over a new leaf after being released from prison.
You have been in Cheongju Women's Correctional Institution. The hours were long and difficult, security was crucial and you were always closely watched. You struggled through long days inside the prison and the only thing that kept you going was reuniting with your boyfriend, who you had not seen for 5 years.
You were an orphan, stranded on the streets. Having no one to rely on, you could only resort to stealing. One fine day, you set out to go about your usual routine. After spotting a potential target, you proceeded to run into him 'accidentally' before swiftly snatching away his wallet. You then began a game of cat and mouse with him. However, while on the run for your life, you tripped over a bunch of rice sacks and scraped your knee badly. Your movements slowed down as a result of your injuries. Before long, your pursuer caught up to you. You prepared yourself for the worst, so the last thing you expected was him lending a hand to you.
He took his handkerchief from his breast pocket and approached you slowly.
"Stay away from me!!" You exclaimed, backing away from him.
He placed pressure on your wounds, soon, his handkerchief was soaked with blood. "Stay still, you do not want to risk an infection."
"!" You raised your head in surprise and looked at him.
"I stole your wallet. Why did you help me?"
"That does not mean I can't help you." He smiled at you.
"Are you not mad?"
"Well, I believe that everyone has a good reason for their actions."
"You're too naive. Not everyone has a justifiable explanation...especially me."
"..."
"All done. Even though I'm confident of my first aid skills, you should get the wound properly looked at." He stood up and turned to leave.
"Wait! I don't even know your name!!"
He stopped at his tracks, and replied, "Jinyoung."
And that was how both of you met. You thought you would never meet him again. But fate has other plans. During an upcoming festival, both of you crossed paths again. Then both of you got to know each other better and eventually love comes knocking on your door.
You exchanged letters with Jinyoung everyday, taking about your lives, your hope, your love. Both of you planned to be together, even to marry, when your prison sentence was finished. Before you realised, 5 years had passed. And now you walked out the gates, taking in the warmth of the sunlight, the cool breeze. The branches of the trees were swaying side to side, as if celebrating your return.
"Y/n." You turned your head to the direction of the voice, and found yourself looking at a familiar face. Tears pricked your eyes, you ran towards the voice, and hugged tightly.
"J..Jinyoung...I-I miss y-you!" Tears rolled down your face as you grabbed the sleeves of Jinyoung's shirt.
"Welcome back, y/n." Jinyoung cupped your face and placed a featherlight kiss on your forehead. (Hahh, I miss this feeling. This kiss, this touch, this warmth.) Your heart swelled in happiness, drowning in your man's embrace.
"Come on, let's go meet my parents." Jinyoung held your hand and rushed to his house. In his house's living room sat a couple, the man reading the morning newspaper, and the woman drinking a cup of tea.
"We've been waiting for you." The woman placed her cup on the saucer, a sharp sound rang out throughout. You felt your palms getting sweaty and your heartbeat racing hard. The tension in the air was suffocating, and it didn't help you to calm down at all. Sensing your nervousness, Jinyoung popped the question, "Mum, Dad, y/n and I are going to register our marriage. Will you give us your blessings?"
"No, we do not approve. You are not getting married to her."
"!"
"BUT WHY?"
"The reason is simple, it's because of her..."
"...background." You mouthed the words silently, knowing all too well the reason for their disapproval.
"She's not suitable for you, Son. How do you know she will not harm you? She will not love you forever." Her words cut you deep like a knife, but you were already prepared to face opposition.
"Ma'am," you raised your eyes and look straight at hers, "with all due respect, I believe my background has nothing to do my suitability as Jinyoung's partner. I know you have suspicions about my background, but I assure you that I am determined to turn over a new leaf and be a better person for Jinyoung."
"Also, I disagree with your last statement," you turned to look at your beloved with loving eyes, "ever since I met Jinyoung, he has brought light into my monochrome world. He has taught me to put my trust in humanity. He has showered me with care everyday. As time passes, I find my love for him growing bigger and bigger, and falling heads over heels for him again and again. I have no idea how I can love someone so much...so much that I put him first before myself. And if you were to disapprove of our union, I shall prove to you that I am deserving of Jinyoung." You gazed at them with determined eyes, not backing down.
"Y/n..." Jinyoung felt touched by your words. "Mum, Dad, I have made my decision to marry her. I won't change my mind." Jinyoung declared.
"Pfft, Ahahahaha I can't hold it in anymore!!" Without warning, the woman erupted in laughter.
"?" You stared at the woman in confusion.
"Mum, Dad, what's going on??"
"I see you have made up your mind. THAT'S GREAT, SON!!" The man stood up from his seat and grabbed Jinyoung's shoulders. "If you had been easily swayed by our words, I would have punched you. Now we know you are serious, right Wife?"
"Indeed." The woman walked towards Jinyoung and patted his head, "Well done, I'm very proud of you, Son."
"And y/n," the woman's glance flicked towards my direction and came to rest on my eyes, "sorry for testing you. You see, I can't let my child be weak-willed as a parent. And that further applies to you. Sorry once again."
"Ma'am...I-I" you trembled with joy and stood up immediately.
You raised your right hand and announced, "I, Kim y/n, take your son, Park Jinyoung, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part."
Jinyoung's parents smiled at your words, "Welcome to our family, daughter-in-law."
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Moon U - Got7
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