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i’m so sorry

pairing: yugyeom x reader genre/warning: no warning. word count: 360 description: series based on got7′s ‘never ever’.

“I’m so sorry.” Yugyeom apologizes for the fifth time. You shake your head. You can tell he regrets telling the rest of the boys, but his apologies won’t save you from this situation. You continue to glare at him.

“Are you two going to stand there all day or are we going to have this dance off?” BamBam interrupts your glare. You turn towards him and the rest of Got7.

All the boys are crowded around you and Yugyeom waiting. Yugyeom happened to mention to them that you were an expert at Dance Dance Revolution which had prompted them to ask if you could beat him. Of course, he said never ever, but the boys wanted proof.

You had been chilling at your apartment minding your own business when the seven idiots showed up. The next thing you knew you were in an arcade with a challenge to beat the maknae at DDR.

“Well…” BamBam prompts. You want to whack each of them on the back of the head and walk off, but your pride won’t let you. Also the winner would be treated to BBQ by the loser, and you weren’t one to pass up free food. Stepping onto the dance platform, you loosen up, rolling your shoulder and neck.

“Are you ready?” Yugyeom asks after stepping onto his platform.

“Are you?” You quip back with an eyebrow raise.

The music starts, and you’re off. Your legs glide across the platform hitting each arrow in sync with the music. You forget about your audience and your competitor and focus solely on your movements. A bright laugh breaks your deep concentration. You still keep up with the moves, but you also can’t help side eyeing Yugyeom as he dances. He seems to be laughing more than concentrating.

The song ends, and you quickly lean over to check the score.

“I win!” You shout, pumping your fists in the air. You can hear a chorus of “OH” from behind you. Yugyeom gives the boys a look, but they just laugh at him.

“I wasn’t really trying.” He pouts.

“That’s your problem not mine. But now you owe me BBQ.”