#ch:bambam

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character: GOT7's BamBam author: rinni genre: fluff request: "since my birthday is new years eve, do you think you could do a birthday scenario with bambam? please thank you so much" notes: we hope you have a happy birthday, and a happy new year as well! please enjoy this scenario as our gift to you~

With Christmas and the festive holiday now at an end, only one more thing stood until the fresh beginning of the year - New Years.

You didn't particularly think of it as a holiday because, well, it's your birthday. Too selfless to consider your day of birth to be important yet too selfish to consider it unnecessary, you liked to think that the world was simply celebrating two good things at once. It made you feel good. What also made you feel good, was the arms of a certain handsome boy hugging around your waist. "Oh, your mom makes the best seafood," he complimented. He was referring to the birthday-slash-holiday meal your mother had made. It was tradition to serve a delicacy of seafood on this important but not too important day. You snickered, squeezing the hands that rested on your abdomen. "You said that last year." "Well, I'm not lying." Bambam pouted, resting his chin on top of your head. You were both standing outside, waiting. Chilled by the cold winter air, you cuddled our back closer to him, encouraging him to hold you closer. He complied happily, practically trying to meld your bodies together. "And now we wait." You both didn't have to wait long, for a line light was shot into the air before exploding into a fiery burst of beautiful colors. You laughed happily, jumping slightly in Bambam's grasp. He jumped too, just as excited. "They're so pretty! Almost as pretty as you!" He cooed over the sound, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You gave him a gentle hit, ignoring the whine in favor for leaning back and enjoying the show... Soon, nearly half an hour later, the last of the fireworks had been fired. You stretched a bit, taking a step away from him. It was time to go back inside. Stepping closer, you were suddenly stopped by Bambam. You gave him a pouty look. He smiled, humming happily, "You're not going to leave, are you? The show isn't over!" "What are you-" Suddenly, a flare was sent into the sky, followed by a loud boom and a burst of color. You took a deep breath, cheeks heating with your smile. A giant red heart, vibrant and beautiful, clouded the sky. Two warm hands clasped onto your waist, the handsome face of your lover suddenly filling your view. "Happy birthday my sweetheart." You bit your lip, "And a happy new year." That year (and your birthday) happily went out with a bang.

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request: "Can I request a got7 scenario?? When you and Bambam have been happily dating for almost a year now, and you've met the rest of his group a couple times, but whenever you do, you get flustered when JB and Jr. talk to you or smile at you because you used to be (/still kind of are) a huge JJ Project fangirl? Thanks so much :)" author: rinni genre: fluff character: GOT7's Bam Bam (ft. Jr. & JB) notes: omg !! i love love love JJ Project!! this one was a lot of fun lol bc it relates to me so easily !! enjoy !!

You bit your lip, feeling your palms sweat a little. You were standing in front of GOT7's dorm door, nervously so. You were here to visit Bambam on his request, but you were nervous.

You had been around the others plenty of times and visited on countless occasions, so that wasn't the problem. You were afraid of JB and Jr. They weren't mean to you, in fact, they welcomed you with open arms but... They were still the JJ Project in your heart and mind. Also GOT7, but still the JJ boys. You prayed that Bambam would open the door and not one of them. Knocking shyly, you took a large breath, trying to calm yourself. Not a moment later, the cheeky boy you loved opened the door, smiling just as brightly. "There you are! I thought you weren't going to show." His smile turned to a playful pout and you smiled. Throwing tour arms around his neck in an affectionate embrace, you pecked his cheek. "I would never turn your offer to hang out down." He instantly returned to affection before hauling you inside after him. You were greeted by the boisterous boys almost instantly. Bambam pushed to the couch before running off to the kitchen to 'get his baby a drink!'. You swallowed and shakily smiled as both JB and Jr. offered you the seat between them. "Come sit with us [y/n]! We never get to talk because of that hog Bambam." You laughed, carefully sitting between them. You could only pray that your inner fangirl would stay hidden... ••• When Bambam came back with a glass of your favorite drink, he found you in between his two older members, hanging onto every word they said. You looked like one of their fangirls... "-JB got in soooo much trouble during the BOUNCE recording, you should have been there!" You clapped your hands happily, eyes sparkling. "Oh my gosh, that is so funny! JB, you must have been so embarrassed!" "You have no idea," the older sighed, flustered by whatever Jr. had told you. You smiled, "I've always loved the JJ Project, you know! It's really-" "Baby," Bambam whinned, causing your cheeks to flush. "Come compliment your boyfriend, not those smelly old men." Both of the 'smelly old men' shouted at Bambam for his insult. You got up, albeit reluctant to leave them. Bambam led you to the loveseat instead, hanging onto you the entire time. "Why do you like them so much, huh? I'm so much cooler you know-" You pecked his lips, earning a gagging sound from some of the members who saw it. "Bambam," you started with a giggle, "don't forget your just a cool as them. Don't get jealous! You know how much I love JJ Project anyway." He pouted again, snuggling into you. He could only hope you would fangirl that much over him one day.

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character: GOT7's BamBam author: rinni genre: angst/fluff request: "a long scenario with BamBam? you and BamBam are childhood friends.You come to Korea to visit him but you get lost because he not pick you up at airport and you upset to him(he alr promise to pick you)and he got panic.You two love each other."

The clock moved so slowly, your eyes were burning with what you identified as humiliation and regret. He had forgotten you. You had even texted him a few times! No reply and no clue that he had even gotten them. Who would have thought that your own best friend would have forgotten you at an airport?

Twiddling your coat's sleeve between your fingers, you couldn't help but bite your lip while craning your neck. The airport wasn't too busy, but it was crowded enough that you second guessed the situation. Maybe he just forgot where your pickup area was? Or the time of your arrival slipped his mind? No way! You hadn't seen him for so long, not since he left Thailand, so you figured he would be as excited as you to finally have you visit him in Korea... Yet, you saw no sign of him within the crowd. He had told you he was going to pick you up. You quickly shook your head, heading to the baggage claim. Maybe he was caught in traffic? That was a high possibility. So, after gathering your luggage, you quietly made your way to a seat. You would just keep an eye out for him, since he would be there any second now. That 'any second now' turned into a full two hours. The clock moved so slowly, your eyes were burning with what you identified as humiliation and regret. He had forgotten you. You had even texted him a few times! No reply and no clue that he had even gotten them. Who would have thought that your own best friend would have forgotten you at an airport? Shouldering your back defeatedly, you shuffled through the crowd and out the door. You would find the hotel yourself. Besides, it was too late for sightseeing like BamBam had promised you, so it was best to just go and get some sleep. The sky was turning pink as you walked the streets. How much longer would it have been if you decided to wait at the airport? Would he have shown up at all? You bit your lip, thoughts circling painfully in your head. You hadn't even noticed you had gotten lost. Not only were the streets of Korea completely foreign to you, but the signs and language were difficult to understand. You weren't an expert in Korean... Staring wordlessly at a sign, it took you but a moment to feel the pressure of tears pooling. You were an idiot. Why did you come here to start with? BamBam was an idol now, he had a life to live, no friends, beautiful admirers... Why would he take time away from them to see and entertain an old friend from an old life who had a normal impact on his life? He could be doing so much more with much greater people. You took a seat on a bench, pressing your palms into your eyes and ducking your head. Everything was horrible. No friends, no idea where you were, and complete foreign to the language and people around you. Your phone being ringing at a startling volume. Retracting your palms from your now fuzzy, wet eyes to fish your phone from your pockets. The caller ID made your heart lodge in your throat. 'Kunpimook (o^^o)'. Shakily, you pressed the answer key. "Hello." Your voice was rough from not speaking for around two hours, plus the plane time that you slept. "Oh my god, where are you?! I'm looking everywhere and you just aren't here!" His voice made your eyes swell up. You had rarely been able to hear his voice in person for such a long time and now that you had come so close... "You didn't come so I just thought I could leave. You must have been doing something awfully busy since you didn't answer my calls and texts." "W-What? I didn't even check...- Ah, where are you? I-I was stuck at practice, I'm sorry!" You swallowed. He sounded sincere. "I'm lost," you whispered into the receiver, once more feeling meek and pathetic. "I have no idea where I am." "Oh... Just tell me what the place around you looks like. I'll find you." You described as much as you could, rubbing your eyes with one hand so you could see. Tears were pushing and falling down your face. How pathetic of you, to be so angry yet crying over something so stupid. "Stay where you are. I'll be there soon." You hung up after he said that, not even bothering to reply. You let your head fall back into your hands, no caring if anyone saw you in your miserable state. Ten minutes had passed and you heard the telltale sound of someone running. You lifted your head, watching as your dear friend looked frantically around. His eyes seemed to shine when he noticed you. He care your name, skidding to a stop when he reached you. He was out of breath, hands clenched around a bouquet of beautiful flowers... ...Your favorite flowers. "...Why do you have those?" You whispered quietly. He bent a bit at the knee, huffing a bit. He let out a nervous laugh, ruffling his hair while standing straight again. "I-I lied... About being stuck at practice." He sat down beside you, fiddling nervously with the flowers before carefully placing them in your lap. "I was so busy trying to make everything perfect for you. I was planning to take you out for some traditional Korean food, to take you to Lotte World. I was planning to make it all great so you would remember w-when I would ask you... Uh, never mind. Let's just go!" He stood quickly, taking your hand gently and pulling you to your feet. He kept a firm hold by entwining his fingers with yours. He took hold of your luggage with his other, leaving the flowers for you to carry. "Kunpimook," you started, "Why did you do all this?" He hesitated, looking down at you with a nervous face. He had grown. "I..." You squeezed his hand, giving him the reassurance to say what he was going to say. "I was going to ask you to be my girlfriend. I know it's weird, because we've been friends for so long, but I know that we were made for each other. I've always liked you." "Kunpimook-" "I'm sorry, I just thought-" You dropped the flowers, dropping his hand and circling your arms around his shoulder. He made a panicked sound before you hushed him. "I'll remember no matter the circumstances. I've been waiting forever." He laughed breathlessly, letting go of your luggage to hold you even closer. "Next time, stay at the airport." "Of course."

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request: You surprise BamBam by flying to Korea author: megii genre: fluff character: GOT7's BamBam notes: This is my all-time favorite scenario that I've personally written~ Ahhh, so cute~

You, over the past while, had managed to maintain a long distance relationship with BamBam, the two of you talking over the phone and skyping when you wanted to communicate.  It got old though:  never being able to see your boyfriend.  You missed seeing his smiling face, his unconscious hair flips… Everything.  You missed everything.  Although you missed BamBam to the point of despair, there was nothing you could do unless you were to go to Korea.

Thinking about this before now would have made you even more upset than you already were, the realization hitting you like a punch to the face, but now was different.  You’d been saving the money you had gotten from working many different jobs, eventually saving enough to treat yourself to a well-deserved trip to South Korea—to see BamBam in person.

The flight to South Korea was shorter than you expected, though your excitement drove you nearly crazy the entire way there.  Once there, you were to meet up with Jaebum and the group’s manager who would drive you back to their dorm.  At the dorm, the three of you would sneak in and the surprise would be unveiled.  

  “Are you ready?”  Jaebum asked, opening the door and holding it for you.  

With a nod, you headed into the dorm.  It was entirely quiet, full of sleeping members, mind for the occasional snore coming from one of the rooms.  You let Jaebum lead you to your boyfriend’s room, slowly opening the door once you’d gotten there.

You inhaled a quick, deep breath and pushed the door open the rest of the way, expecting to see his roommate lying with him, but the room was vacant mind for BamBam himself.  Quietly, you made your way toward the bed, smiling as your line of sight came in contact with BamBam’s gorgeous face.

You walked to the side of the bed that he wasn’t sleeping on and folded up the covers, sliding yourself in beside the sleeping BamBam.  He didn’t stir one bit, which you were thankful for, because you next lay against him, leaning on your elbow so that you could be face to face with him.  

Slowly leaning in, you lightly pressed your lips against BamBam’s, holding the pose for a moment then pressing your lips down harder once he failed to wake up.  As you lifted your lips from his, his lips twitched and he let out a quiet snore.

With a sigh and a quiet giggle, you leaned close to his ear, “Kunpimook,” you cooed, letting your lips graze the shell of BamBam’s ear.  To this, he groaned, rolling onto his side and throwing his arm over you, pulling you closer to his warm body.

“Kunpimook,” you said again, this time causing his eyes to slowly flutter to an open.  Once his eyes met with those of your own, his widened a grin slowly tugging at the corners of his lips as the realization hit him:  you were really there.  In flesh and bone, you were in BamBam’s bed, cuddled close to his still tired body.

“What are you doing here?” He mumbled in his sleep ridden voice, his hand coming up to meet with your cheek.

“Surprise,” you cooed, leaning your neck forward to meet lips with his once again.

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request: Amusement park with BamBam author: megii genre: fluff character: GOT7's BamBam notes:

“Let’s ride this one, please,” BamBam whined, latching onto your arm in attempts to get you to agree to ride the largest rollercoaster at the park. 

Your eyes followed up the tower of tracks, mentally already experiencing the ride of pure terror.  “Why this one?” you asked, eyebrows furrowing inward.

“Why not?!” He asked excitedly, “Doesn’t it look the most fun?”  To you, no it absolutely did not look the most fun.  In fact, it looked the most horror inducing out of the entire amusement park.

“Yes!” He cheered, grinning wide enough to make his cheeks start to hurt.

  The two of you stood in line for this particular rollercoaster for approximately fifteen minutes before you reached the front, allowing you to get into a cart on the coaster.  You sat down in the fourth row from the back, buckling the belt as tight as you could manage to get it and then pulling the safety bar as close to your laps as possible.  

You weren’t always one for heights, which this rollercoaster included to height levels of which you’d never imagined before.  You gripped the bar in front of you with both hands, taking in a sharp breath as the coaster burst to life.  

If only it were over as quick as it started, though.  The ride felt like an hour long what with all of the flips it made your stomach do.  By the end, you’d noticed your death grip on the safety bar while BamBam, on the other hand, had his hands thrown up in the air until you came to a complete stop.  

BamBam got out of the cart first, holding out his hand to you as you stepped out, legs feeling like wobbly gelatin.  “That was fun!” BamBam yelled, grinning at you.  You looked at him, your expression showing anything but ‘fun’ , which he seemed to quickly grasp.

“What should we do now?” he asked, swinging your arms as you held hands.  “Another rollercoaster?” he teased, as he pulled you to one of the game booths that was set up.  

He stopped at the game with the largest stuffed bear, “I’ll win this for you, okay?  As an apology for making you go on the coaster” He said, his confidence at winning this game overflowing.  

“I’m counting on you, Kunpimook,” you encouraged, standing back and watching as BamBam prepared himself for the game.  “Fighting!”  BamBam tossed the first ring at one of the moving targets, hitting the inside of the ring on the top of the bottle but bouncing off immediately after.  

“I’ve got this,” he mumbled to himself, biting down on his lip as he focused more on the targets.  He threw back his arm and gently tossed the ring at a bottle resulting in yet another miss.  This same procedure went on for the other four rings, only one of them landing on one of the bottles.

“It’s okay, I don’t need this anyway,” you said, making sure he knew that you weren’t let down in any way.

“No! I’m going to win this for you, just one more try,” he confirmed, paying the man behind the booth and receiving another six rings.

This time around, BamBam threw the first five flawlessly, his confidence so high that you could practically feel it radiating off of him.  “Last one,” he said, exhaling and then tossing the ring out toward the bottles.  It hit the very tip of the bottle and rolled around it before dropping onto the ground.

BamBam stood in disbelief, having been so sure before that the ring would make it.   “Are you kidding me,” he asked, completely astonished.  You grabbed his elbow, pulling him back so that the others in line could play the game.

“I’m all you need, anyway,” BamBam said, wiggling his eyebrows at you as he tried to avoid embarrassing himself and his ego as well.  He leaned downward and close to your face, “Right?” he asked, pressing a soft peck to your lips after you nodded in agreement.

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request: BamBam goes out to buy you 'times of the month' necessities author: megii genre: fluff character: GOT7's BamBam notes:

You groaned in agony, rolling from one side to your other on the bed, holding your stomach.  You’d never once had cramps this bad, why were they like this now?  In the midst of your groaning and whining to yourself you got that familiar feeling; a feeling that made you think you were going to piss yourself.

You ran out of the room and into the bathroom, opening the drawer in which you stored your essentials to this specific time of the month.  You picked up the box, which felt abnormally light, and looked inside, seeing only one pad. At least there was one, you were lucky for having that much, but this now meant that you needed to leave the house and get more; an event in which you did not want to participate in.

“Hello?” you answered, trying not to let yourself sound too much in agony.  

“I’m on my way over,” BamBam said on the other line, “Anything you want me to get before I come?”

This was it, this was the perfect timing to get some more pads and not have to leave the house yourself.  “Well, actually,” you mumbled, getting shy about asking your boyfriend to go purchase your feminine products for you.  “There’s something I really, really need.”

“What is it?” He asked confusedly, not understanding why you would be so shy about having him go buy something.  It wasn’t like it’s the first time he ran errands for you.

“I need some…” you closed your eyes and breathed out, “Some of those feminine things.”

BamBam was silent for a second, which made you think he was going to brutally refuse.  “Okay, what brand?” he asked, seemingly unphased by the situation.  

“Uh, any brand.  I just need something,” you mumbled, surprised at BamBam’s willingness to go buy pads for you.

“I’ll be there soon, then, okay?” he said and you confirmed, hanging up the line.

At the store, BamBam grabbed a basket and started off toward the sweets aisle first, observing the different kinds of chocolate.  Not knowing which kind you would want at that moment, BamBam settled for grabbing one of the boxes of assorted chocolates and putting it in the basket.

The next aisles he visited were those of movie aisles.  Knowing that you liked romance movies in particular, BamBam picked out the three most recommended movies that the store had in stock, hoping that you would be pleased with them.

After picking out movies for you, it was time for him to face the feminine hygiene area.  He walked over seeing women standing there already, looking at the backs of some of the packages.  BamBam gazed at all of the different brands, his head filled with questions to determine which would be the better brand out of the others.

“Excuse me,” someone said in a small voice.  “Are you BamBam?” she asked, her hands folded together as she looked at him shyly.  

BamBam grinned at his fan and nodded, a small chuckle erupting from him when she squealed in delight.

“Could I maybe have a picture with you?” she asked, pulling out her phone and waving it back and forth.

“Of course,” BamBam smiled, “but you have to help me in exchange.” The fan immediately agreed and BamBam sat his basket down to stand beside her.  He smiled for her camera, putting his hand up to his cheek and making a ‘V’ with his fingers.  

“Thank you!” She said, her grin growing by the second.  “If it’s this stuff that you need help with,” she said, motioning toward the assortment of feminine products, “I’d recommend this one.”  She picked up a package and handed it to BamBam, who took it very thankfully.

“Thank you,” he smiled at the fan, “a lot!”

He dropped the package into his shopping basket and waved at the girl as he walked to the checkout lanes.

You were lying on the couch, hand rubbing your stomach when BamBam knocked on the door and proceeded to enter the house.  

“I’m here,” he called, walking into the room, holding a plastic bag in his fist.  “And I brought you your necessities.”

You sat up and made room for him to sit down, “Thank you so much, Kunpimook.  You have no idea how much it means to me.”

“It was nothing,” he smiled, putting the bag on your lap.  You opened it up, pulling out the movies and chocolates and grinning at your boyfriend in thanks.  BamBam grabbed one of the movies and put in in the player, picking up a blanket on his way back over to the couch.

“Here lay back down,” he said as he sat down, allowing you to lay your head on his lap.  He tossed the cover over your body, and planted a soft kiss on your forehead right as the movie started.

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request: you and BamBam have a fight, and make up author: megii genre: angst character: GOT7's BamBam notes:

You waited, every inch of your being fluttering with anxiety and anger. Pure anger. You were sure it wasn’t completely intentional of BamBam to leave you waiting incessantly for him to arrive but no matter what excuse you made up for the boy, nothing seemed like a resolve. The fact that this wasn’t the first time, though, irked your nerves to the brink and as soon as you heard the few soft knocks at the door, you couldn’t help but feel the need to erupt.

“Hey,” BamBam called down the corridor, stripping himself of his jacket and shoes. You didn’t utter a sound, sitting completely mute, eyes focused indirectly at the blank wall in front of you.

BamBam entered the room, searching until his eyes landed on your still figure. “There you are!” He yelled, walking over and jumping onto the couch beside you. He threw his arm over your shoulder, drawing you closer to him only to be shrugged away from.

“Are you okay?” BamBam could tell it was something big, he’d never once seen you so upset before. You didn’t want to talk in order to keep control over yourself, if you spoke about one thing, everything else is bound to spill out.

“If it’s me then I want to know,” BamBam stated, his voice completely blunt.

“Well, it’s not not you, Kunpimook,” you said, hands tightly gripped together and voice cold as ice. You attention stayed focused to anything but BamBam, knowing that every sense of self-composure you’ve built up the past hour would crumble.

“Just talk already,” he sounded frustrated as he spoke, his body turning toward you to indicate his willingness to listen.

“Are you entirely oblivious? Or maybe just ignorant?” You complained, the words continually spilling as BamBam’s eyes widened with every cruel thing you uttered. “Really, Kunpimook, how many times do I have to go through the same situation? Every single time we set to be together, because it’s starting to seem like so.” You shot him down, every single protein of happiness flooded out of BamBam’s being, his eyes narrowing and features forming a scowl.

“Same situation; what situation?”He asked, his words coming out choppy but careful. “I came here after all, did I not? Is it not enough that you get to see me now?”

“It’d be nice if you arrived on time, for once, too,” you retorted, voice oozing anger.

BamBam stood up from his spot beside you, fists clenching as he stood. You followed his movements, not letting him feel superiority against you in the slightest bit; you were pissed and he was going to realize it regardless of how angry he also was.

“Knowing you, you probably went to see someone else before you came, am I right.” By now, your words were flowing and there was no stopping them, even though regret came right after you’d uttered them.

“ ‘Knowing’ me, huh?” BamBam quoted you, his expression showing the disbelief he acquired, “Obviously you don’t know much about me, do you now?”

Those words were the last: they hit you like a ton of bricks being dropped on your head. The guilt that followed your next sentence, though, was even worse. “Why don’t you just leave!? Please, just get out!”

BamBam nodded once, a short, very inconsiderate nod and that was it. He turned around and followed the steps he took coming in but backwards, slipping on his coat and shoes again, slamming the door on his way out. You took this as an opportunity to let out the tears that you held from BamBam’s sight before.

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With all of the guilt eating away at your insides, you couldn’t bare to hold a grudge against your boyfriend. You got out of bed—where you had previously lain, letting the words from the other day’s affairs replay—and dressed. You left the house, your instinct taking you to BamBam’s home, where you timidly knocked on the door and hung your head, waiting for it to be answered.

“What?” BamBam asked, his expression looking equally as upset as yours.

“I just—“ you exhaled and then inhaled even deeper, looking BamBam directly in the eyes. “I’m really sorry, Kunpimook, really, very sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I did the other day, I was just…” you paused, blinking faster than you’d ever done before to keep the water from exiting your eyes. “I got angry, extremely. Too angry, actually.”

Your sentences filled with sincere apologies flooded out, most of them being cut off by deep breaths and hesitated pauses.

BamBam’s lips curved into a smile as you kept going, his arms moving quickly to bring you to him, arms wrapping around your torso tightly. “I know you were, we both were. I’m sorry, too, if it’s any consolation,” he mumbled into your hair, kissing your head.