F*ck. I’m so in Love with You | 48 - The First Date
Y/N has her first date with BamBam.
Pairing: BamBam x Idol!Reader; Kim Namjoon x Idol!Reader
Idol AU; Slice of Life; Textfic
Genre: Angst; Fluff
Warnings: strong language, suggestive content
“Can’t you just smile?” Y/N grumbled, biting her lip to suppress her laughter, as BamBam posed once again.
He smiled but dropped it quickly when she raised her phone, intentionally furrowing his brow and overexaggerating a frown. “No can do, gorgeous.” He shrugged, feigning indifference, and leaning back in his seat with his arms crossed.
“And why not?” She faked a pout, but he caught the quick twitch of her lips.
“I have to look cool,” he shrugged, sipping his water. “People have to see my swag.”
Y/N broke, nearly snorting with laughter, “Trust me. No one on my Snap thinks you’re cool.” She teased, “All of our friends already know what a massive dork you are.”
BamBam gasped in mock offense, “How dare you!? I’m very cool!”
“Dork,” Y/N giggled, bringing a soft smile to BamBam’s pouty lips. “But sweet and soft, which is better than cool.”
He pretended to think for a moment before nodding. “Ah, alright. I suppose that’s acceptable.” BamBam paused as the waiter took their plates away, “Are you coming back to the dorm? I can drive you back to yours if you don’t want to…”
“No, I planned on coming back to yours… Well, if you want to, I mean! Sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed, but in the past we’ve–”
“Y/N,” he grinned, gently cutting her off, “It’s totally fine. Just because we’re kind of dating now doesn’t mean we aren’t friends first. You’ve always celebrated our birthdays with us; you know you have a standing invitation to all GOT7 parties!”
She huffed a laugh, “You’re right, I’m sorry; I’m being weird? Let me pay, and we can head out.”
“Uh-uh, I’m paying. It’s our first date.”
“Too bad. It’s your birthday,” She beamed, handing her card off instead. “You can go get my coat and the car though.” Y/N batted her eyelashes innocently.
BamBam clicked his tongue, “You’re gonna be trouble… I just know it.”
Y/N grumbled, pushing away the shot glass, “No more…”
“Oh, c’mon~” Yugyeom cheered, pouring the last bit of soju into the glass. “It’s the last shot. You have to join us, Noona!”
She turned to pout at BamBam, but found him leaning towards Lisa animatedly talking in Thai. With a sigh, Y/N reached forward to take the shot despite her drunken tiredness but was beaten to it by a ring-covered hand.
“If you don’t want it, don’t take it.” Youngjae whispered, sternly, although his eyes on her were soft. “You’re already too drunk.”
“I don’t wanna waste it…” She whined quietly, “Besides it’s a party.”
Youngjae rolled his eyes, downing the shot. He stood and pulled her to her feet as well. Carefully stepping around the idols and friends sitting around their living area, Youngjae maneuvered Y/N to the quiet of his bedroom.
They laid on his bed, the dull thudding of music still reverberating in the walls, and as she started to relax and drift off, Youngjae swept the stray hairs from her face. Y/N’s eyes blinked open, blowing a strand he’d missed with crossed eyes, making them both giggle quietly.
“Are you feeling better?” He asked after a while of laying in silence. Her eyes seemed less red, the droopiness having cleared a bit with rest.
She nodded gently, “Yeah, thanks… I think I probably shouldn’t have had that much to drink. I had a hefty schedule this morning and then with my date, I’m just really exhausted.”
“I can tell. You were swaying,” he teased gently.
Y/N laughed lightly, “You know… Whoever ends up with you is going to be so fucking lucky, Jae.”
Youngjae tensed ever-so-slightly, not enough for her to notice, and tilted his head in question, “What makes you say that?”
“You’re so thoughtful, understanding, and caring. You always seem to put my needs first, and I know you’ll do the same for your girlfriend one day. Plus, you already know how handsome you are.”
He let out a soft laugh, more of an exhale than anything, “Yeah. I guess you’re right.” Y/N nodded and cuddled into his side. After another few minutes of silence, Youngjae spoke up again, “Y/N, what if I–”
“Y/N?” He’s interrupted by the door cracking open, and BamBam’s head popping in. “Ah, there she is. Were you not feeling well, gorgeous?”
Y/N shook her head as she sat up, out and away from Youngjae’s arms. BamBam gave her a soft smile and helped her stand, whispering that he’d call Chan to send Felix to pick her up while he wrapped his arms around her waist. He glanced over to his hyung and gave him a thankful grin, “Thanks for taking care of her, hyung. I didn’t think about how tired she’d be today.”
“Anytime…” Younjae set his lips into a firm grin. He watched as BamBam leaned to press a kiss to her temple and walk her out of his room.
Suddenly, the quiet of the room was too silent.
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