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GOT7 — "NOT BY THE MOON"
jackson being literal sunshine 💖: 29/∞
Got7 is Rude.
(that’s it, that’s all I came here to say)
Insecure
You have always been insecure about your thighs and butt. You always thought that they were too big, and it was always a challenge when shopping for jeans or pants. You never had a thigh gap, and envied those who did.
Your boyfriend, Jackson, knew that you didn't like them, and would tell you constantly that you were beautiful and that he loved your thighs and butt. You always gave him a smile, but you never believed that you were beautiful.
One day, you were having a really bad day, mentally. You weren't depressed, per say. You did, however, just feel down and blue. You put on some leggings and a t-shirt. You had no motivation to do anything, so you dressed for a lazy day.
You threw your hair up in a messy bun, and walked out of yours and Jackson’s shared bedroom and headed downstairs. You stopped at the bottom of the stairs when you heard your boyfriend and someone else talking in the living room.
"Dude, these pictures are great and all, but have you ever noticed how big Y/N's thighs are?" The voice that you recognized to be Bambam’s echoed in the living room.
You stopped in your tracks. Tears began to well in your eyes. You kept listening, hoping that Jackson would say something to deter the conversation.
"Oh, dude. Trust me, I know. And her ass, huge!" Jackson replied. You could hear them both chuckling at the statement.
You couldn't take it anymore. You ran back up the stairs and into your shared bedroom. You slammed the door and ran to the bed. You crawled under the covers and cried your eyes out.
How could your boyfriend say that, knowing how much I hate my thighs and butt? How could he let Bambam say things like that, too? Am I just some piece of meat to them?
These thoughts kept running through your mind, as the tears kept falling. After a couple minutes, you heard a faint knock on the door. You didn't say anything. You didn't want to talk to him.
The cracked the door slightly. "Babe?" Jackson whispered.
You stayed still, tears still streaming down your face.
He walked in, and closed the door silently behind him. You could hear his footsteps heading towards the bed. You felt the other side of the bed dip down, and felt a gentle touch on your face.
You squirmed out of his touch, and moved away from him. You could hear Jackson sigh. He pulled his hand back to him.
"Y/N, what's wrong? Are you mad at me?" You could hear the innocence in his voice, and it almost made you want to pull him into a hug. But then you remembered what was said, and went back to being upset.
After a few seconds of no response from you, he continued, "Babe. Please. Tell me what's up."
You gave a quick sigh, and sat up to face him. His eyes widened when he saw your eyes bloodshot, and the tear stains on your cheeks. He reached over to you and said, "Oh my God, Y/N, why are you crying? What happened?"
You brushed his hands off again, and gave him a stern look. "You ever noticed how big Y/N's thighs are?" you said, mocking Bambam’s voice, then his, "Oh, dude. Trust me, I know. And her ass, huge." You rolled your eyes and turned away from him.
Jackson hung his head in shame, realizing that you overheard his and Bambam’s conversation.
"Y/N..." he started.
"No Jackson.” You interrupted him. "You know how much I hate my thighs and butt. You know how they make me feel. You and Bambam made it seem like I was just a piece of meat. Like nothing about me mattered but the two sole things that I hate most. Do you understand how that makes me feel?" You were whispering at this point. The tears were threatening to fall from your eyes again.
Jackson let out a small sigh, and looked up at you with sad eyes. "Y/N, I am so sorry. I guess I just got caught up in looking at how beautiful you were in that dress from the party last week, that I didn't even think about you possibly overhearing. Plus, I got caught up in boasting about how I got the most beautiful girl in the world as my girlfriend."
You rolled your eyes. You knew he was telling the truth, but you were still annoyed and self-conscious.
Jackson then gave a smirk, knowing what he had to do to make you feel better and forgive him. He got up and locked the door, and walked back over to stand in front of you while you sat on the bed.
You were eyeing him the whole time, confused. You had no idea what he was planning.
He looked down at you, with a slight smirk on his face. He grabbed you by your thighs, and leaned in close to your face. You felt his breath tickling your cheek. "I'm about to show you just how beautiful you really are."
You felt a hitch in your breath, as you tried to remind him of his company. "What about Bam?”
"He can wait. I need to show my girl how much I love her and admire her."
He hands ran up and down your thighs, and his lips left small kisses on your neck. You moaned at his touch, and wrapped your hands around his neck, forgetting how mad at him you were just a minute ago.
His lips left your neck and attached to your lips. His hands wandered to your butt, and he squeezed it, making you let out a small squeal. He smiled in the kisses, and continued to deepen your kiss.
The two of you spent a good while doing what needed to be done, until you heard a knock on the door. The two of you separated, wide-eyed because you forgot about Bambam being there.
"Dude, you and Y/N alright?" you heard his voice muffled through the door.
The two of you let out a chuckle, and Jackson gave you a peck on the nose, and got up, threw his clothes back on, and headed out to reassure Bambam that everything was fine, and they could head back downstairs.
On his way out, Jackson gave you a cheeky wink, letting you know things were far from over.
You grinned, knowing that your boyfriend loved you for who you are, and maybe it was time that you started loving yourself. I mean, if you can have someone who is so in love with you for your flaws, why shouldn't you love them, too?
You got dressed, and headed downstairs to join the guys. You couldn't wait until Bambam left so you and Jackson could finish what you had started.
Masterlist
GOT7 - ‘ECLIPSE’ MV TEASER
How Got7 would crash a wedding
Jaebum: sneaks in before the wedding and eats everything
Mark: steals the bride, her mom, and her dead grandma
Jackson: is the groom
Jinyoung: steals the groom and Mark
Youngjae: sneaks coco in. Coco ends up shitting on the lap of the brides mom
Bambam: let's a bunch of stray cats in, ruins the brides dress. locks, pops and drops it for everyone then leaves as the whole place catches on fire
Yugyeom: is the one who set the place on fire
J: I started using Armani fragrance since high school, of course I use other (brands) too, but why this is special for me is because in high school, my 1st contact with fragrance was Acqua Di Gio,
J: a men fragrance by Armani. A girl in high school gave that to me as a present /fangirls screaming / So it is quite memorable for me, receiving a perfume for the first time. Because my friend used the perfume too, so I was curious what that scent was.
J: Usually perfume won't last more than 1 hr, esp if you play in school, when you perspire the scent goes away, but this one, the scent lasted even after school ended. You all don't have to mind who that girl is because I have already forgotten /fangirls: good good
Cr: 我想和王嘉尔吵架 / tr. gayeewang