"Rice"

/Chris/ I fell into the Got7 hole and decided to not come out. Jackson and Yugyeom are my mains😏😍😍

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{16:16 pm}

Song: Royal Blood- Louis Futon

[A/N: I’m back from the dead. well, not really😅 😅 college has been kicking my ass so writing anything is hard but I really wanted to post something for my fellow ahgases 🤧 .But his has been sitting in my docs since god knows how long but i hope you enjoy 💚 💚 ]

“And why do I have to come?” He groans, rolling his eyes while leaning on the wall next to him.

“Oh come on, like I’m not gonna bring my girlfriend and show her off.” You look down and gesture to yourself.

“Oh yea, cause I’m just so damn attractive right now.” You were currently wearing navy boxers and a 3XL shirt that says, ‘I’m just here for the whiskey’, your hair looked like a bird’s nest straight outta a tree. You were just fine napping on the bed before he dragged you into the closet. He struts over in his very flashy clothes and pulls you close by the waist.

“Well I think you’re always sexy. I mean, look at you right now: this mane of hair you got here is just asking to be tamed.” You laugh as he smooths out your hair with one hand, giving a quick peck on your cheek. “Please, baby girl?” He knows you’re a sucker for his puppy eyes and him using it on you for this wasn’t fair.

“Ugh, fine,” you say, pointing a finger up at him, “but you owe me a whole day of chilling inside, ordering whatever I want and watch my shows with me.” He flashes a grin before moving away, running through the clothes next to you.

“Ahh, deal. Now, what are you gonna wear?” You groan. You never knew what to wear to these things since you always tended to avoid them, letting him go and promising to watch him from a tv screen.

“God, I don’t know. Can you help me?” He throws you a half smile, lifting a coat up to himself before shaking his head and putting it back.

“You got it. Now, you want something that shows the goddess you are, or you want something more subtle but makes all the girls jealous?” You felt embarrassed whenever he hyped you up like this. You’ve always been self-conscious of your body but slowly, you were getting better. You run your hands up your arms as you hug yourself, shrugging.

“I don’t know.” He walks over to the other side of the room, looking at the clothes lined up.

“Got it. I’ll grab two outfits and you decide which one you wanna wear. Or you could choose whatever. You just gotta let me know so I can make a matching outfit.” You chuckle at that. He always wants you guys to be matching whenever you guys go out.

“Okay.” You stand there as he rummages through the closet, lifting fabrics up and putting them back before going to a different spot and doing the same thing. You smile as you inspect a shirt nearby, the black silk rubbing your skin smoothly. Your eyes widen as you notice the back design on the shirt: lacey with beautiful patterns. It was near your side of the closet, but you don’t remember buying something this nice.  “Hey, when did I buy this?” He turns to look and laughs.

“Huh? Oh, that. That’s my shirt. I saw it while on tour and just had to get it, looks nice right?” You laugh, nodding as you look at the shirt one last time.

“Yea, can’t wait to see where you’ll wear it at.” He doesn’t turn around as he answers.

“No doubt some award show probably.”

After that, he starts asking about your job while you pet Pudding, telling him all about Maryanne and her constant antics to get you in trouble. As you talk, you then noticed that he hasn’t really looked through your side of the closet.

“Hey, babe?” He hums, spinning around to look at you with grin on his face, dress and other clothes in his hands.

“Yes?” You raise your eyebrows in confusion, pointing at the outfit.

“Where are you getting these clothes? You haven’t even gone through my side of the closet.” He smiles shyly, looking like a child caught.

“Wellll, I may have bought some clothes for you a while ago that I meant to give you as a surprise gift...” Walking over to him, you pick up the dress and clothes to inspect them. The sizes he chose were a bit out of your comfort zone, you felt safer wearing bigger sizes to hide your body. But what he picked looked just up your alley. “Are you mad, Y/N?”

You knew he was trying his best to pick something you liked but you also wanted to tell him the truth, so you sighed. “No, just surprised. I love the designs-”. He asks softly,

“But?” You don’t look up at him as you answer, walking over and looking for the size tag.

“Look at me and look at the size number: do I look like a size 14 to you? I don’t know, babe, don’t you think it’ll be a bit tight for me?” Knitting his brows together, he takes the clothes outta your hands and place them down somewhere before taking your hands and leading you to the couch nearby. He makes you sit in his lap despite knowing it’ll crush his legs.

“Baby girl, I know it’s hard for you to see this in yourself but, you’re so beautiful to me no matter what.” He swipes away the stray hair that fell in your face as his other hand rubs circles into your back. “And it’s not just me who thinks so, B/F/N, the guys and everyone who knows you thinks so too. To be honest, I had B/F/N help me pick these clothes out since she knows you wear sizes that are too big on you.” You chuckle, mostly at the thought of your best friend and him shopping together, but your heart really wasn’t into it. He furrows his brows, wrapping his arms around you as you sink into his embrace.

“I know, and I know that you guys are helping me overcome my body dysmorphia but...what if I’m not good enough for your fans and they get mad? ‘oh he’s with this fat chick?’” He pulls away instantly and cranes his neck to meet your eyes.

“First of all, you are not fat, you’re thicc with two c’s. Secondly, if my fans can’t accept that I love a beautiful goddess of a woman then, they were never really my fans to begin with.” He leans in to kiss your cheek. “I don’t like it when you put yourself down like that. Please know there’s nothing wrong with you, okay?” You nod. You know he’s being genuine, making you feel a bit better, but you just knew you had to let him know.

“You’re right, you’re right, but you know, it’s just hard for me sometimes.” You get up out of his lap, gesturing to yourself. “I mean, look at me: I have wide hips and thighs that touch every time I walk, I gotta get new jeans every two months because I end up with holes in my inner thighs. It’s hard to look at yourself and think you’re beautiful but I’m trying, Bammy, I really am.”

He gets up too, running his hands up and down your arms to soothe you,.

“Y/N, I know you’re trying. I’m willing to wait for you forever if I have to but just remember I fell for you as you are and nothing can change that.” Your eyes widen, turning around to look him in the eyes. “I mean it, you’re worth waiting for because I love you. Remember, all bodies are beautiful. You have a body; therefore, your body is beautiful.” He smiles, cupping your cheek in his hand. He leans in and presses a kiss on your forehead, letting his lips linger on your skin for a moment longer before pulling away. You sigh, feeling at peace in the moment as you rest your hands on his chest.  You had nothing to worry about with him, you knew he loves you but hearing him say it meant so much more to you right now.

“Thank you, Bammy.” Stepping back, he flashes a grin.

“Anytime, baby girl.” Not willing to dwell on your insecurities any longer, you look around at all the clothes around you and shake your head.

“Now, how about we listen to some music while picking out outfits for tonight?” He nods, grabbing his phone.

“Sure thing. Any song in mind or just shuffle play?” You shrug, running a hand on the arm of the couch in thought before looking up at him.

“Shuffle.”

After that, it became a whole clothing montage with mostly Bambam modeling outfits of course. You’d laugh as he struts through the closet with a stern look, his puffy lips formed in a pout while he exaggerated his movements for more flair. You knew this was to cheer you up and it was working while you did your hair and makeup. You were glad to have Bambam as your boyfriend as you laugh at him tripping over his own clothes, making him wobble before standing straight again.

Despite fooling around for a bit, you both managed to grab two outfits for yourselves. After you approved the outfits he suggested for you, he ran over to his side and quickly found outfits to match. You laughed at him while he focused on what top matched what pants.

This took about thirty minutes at the most but to you it felt longer due to Bambam comparing accessories and shoes for about half that time. When he finally picked everything out, you realized you both had about an hour to leave and meet up with the guys. He lays down on the couch and props a hand up to rest his chin, looking at the clothes then at you.

“Sooooo, what are we thinking? The dress or the jumpsuit?” Picking up the olive-green dress, you place it on top of you and walk over to the mirror, observing how it complaints your skin tone. With one hand, you run your fingers down to the leg slit, fiddling with the fabric in thought.

“I don’t know, both are a bit smaller than I’m used to... but it's not like I have anything in my closet that would work for this event. And-” He lets out a wolf whistle, getting up to rest his chin on your shoulder and a hand on your waist.

“Both outfits show your delicious curves. Damn, baby girl, if I didn’t know any better, I would think you were trying to seduce me.” You roll your eyes, turning around to swat at his arm, the goofy grin never leaving his face.

“Shuddaup, you goofball. I’m serious.” Putting the dress down, you pick up the jumpsuit and do the same thing. The dress’s fabric felt silky on your skin while as the jumpsuit has a slight smooth feel to it. Plus, the pattern on the jumpsuit doesn’t stand out as much as the dress. Your only issue is the size of the clothes but if you were being honest with yourself, maybe it was time to try something on that wasn’t two times bigger than your actual size.

The dress will bring more attention than what you would like so with a nod, you turn to face Bambam.

“I’m picking the jumpsuit.” With excitement in his eyes, he rushes to grab his clothes.

“Awesome! Let's get changed!” He darts out of the closet and into the bathroom, no doubt to fix his hair after changing. You just shake your head at him before undressing yourself, throwing your clothes to the dirty laundry pile.

Quickly slipping into the jumpsuit, you zip yourself up as much as you can and looking into the mirror. Despite your concerns and protests, the outfit gave you confidence. You felt a sense of power looking like a CEO of some random company. You would never pick this outfit if you were shopping but having Bambam and B/F/N pick it was another thing. You hear the bathroom door open as you give yourself one last look before grabbing some silver hoops to match.

“Need help with the zipper?” Nodding, you turn around as his fingers touch your shoulder blades while pulling the zipper up. When he finishes, he smiles. “Damn, look at you..” Rolling your eyes, you walk over to the shoes.

“Okay, okay, you think I get away with not wearing heels or?” He shrugs.

“I mean, you could wear flats. If you want, you can wear heels and bring some flats to leave in the car? Up to you. You’ll be the best-looking women in the place either way.” You feel your cheeks burn under the compliment as he throws you a wink.

“Bambam...” He raises his hands up in defense.

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop. But can I give you some rings to wear?” You thought about wearing rings. You're not really used to wearing rings like he is but you like some of the designs he has. It’s kind of exciting to know you’ll be wearing his ring, kinda like he is proposing to you. With that thought in mind, you nod excitedly.

“Give it to me, Bammy.” He chuckles, turning over to his case of rings.

“Alright, alright, I think I got the perfect ring for you.” After a few seconds of looking through, he hands you a few, not looking back as he places them in your hand. “There’s a bunch there that goes with your outfit so feel free to look through them while I try to find the one I’m thinking of.” You laugh before paying attention to the rings. All the rings are sliver with simple designs and as you pick one up to inspect it further, you giggle.

“Um, Bambam, I’m pretty sure this one won’t fit me.” Looking back, he glances at the ring and laughs. Gently, he grabs it and gestures to your hand. Without hesitation, you place your hand in his, letting him slide the ring on your right ring finger. You both then snicker when it just hangs there, obvious it wasn’t gonna fit. “Told you.” He shrugs.

“Oh well, let’s try one some of the others.” He kept placing different sized rings until he found one that fit.

You loved how it complimented your whole look and quickly finished putting some light makeup on in the bathroom while you could hear Bambam running around.

Unbeknownst to you, Bambam was writing down your ring size in his phone, sending the guys a text

I finally got Y/N’s ring size. All that’s left is ordering the ring and then: SHOWTIME!!

He was pretty proud of himself that he managed to get the ring size without raising suspicions before he heard both his and your phone go off. He checked the new text from Jinyoung

Look at the gc name

He felt himself pale as he realized that he sent that text to the group chat with you in it.

“Bammy?” He jumped at your voice, scanning the area for your phone.

“Y-yes?” You were just finishing doing your hair in the bathroom and didn’t hear the slight nervous tone in his voice, too focused staring at yourself in the mirror.

“Whose texting me? My phone is on the dresser.” Bambam was relieved to know you didn’t have your phone and dove for it, entering your pass-code and deleting his messages. You walked in just as he finished, watching him curiously as he spun around and grinned. “So who was it?” He laughs, handing the phone over.

“No one, it was just your puzzle game notification.” You laugh along with him, none the wiser as you both leave the apartment.

[dawnofus]

going thru it he looks so good

[thicahgase7]

Got7′s reaction to trying to cheer you up after a bad day pt1

My first ever request🥺🥺 tysm  @jamiesenshi​ 💖💖I hope you enjoy and thanks for being so patient waiting for this😣☺

A/N: I changed the imagine slightly to them reacting to their soon-to-be girlfriend having a bad time. I’m also splitting this into two part since it’s kinda long😅

Opening the door to your apartment and putting down your things, you brushed by your roommate  Eli and jumped into the bed, quickly pulling the covers over yourself as you try not to cry.

You really were just having a pretty shitty day. No, not day, a week. Your boss kept yelling at you in front of some customers when the whole situation wasn’t even your fault, your mom was nagging you about your job and despite trying your best to find better job and working for your degree, it isn’t enough for her. You got stood up by your boyfriend only to find out he was cheating on you when you went to the club with your girlfriends to feel better. You dumped his ass faster than he could talk and wished the girl he was cheating with good luck before going home and yelling at the tv that love wasn’t real with a bottle of wine in one hand and ice cream in the other. 

Overall, you were tired, tried of dealing with everything. Your eyes burned from refusing to cry, the tears welling up no matter how much you attempted to stop them. Psshh, this SUCKS. Your phone buzzed with messages, no doubt from your friends checking up on you. You know you should get back to them but not right now. Right now was your time, time to just lay there and be sad. You were glad you didn’t bother turning the lights on since it was still a bit bright out, your curtains dimming out the sun just enough for you to take a nap.

“Y/N?” Eli’s voice was soft as they knocked on your door. After a few seconds of not responding, they speak again. “I know things are pretty tough right now, but I thought we could have a movie night? I was thinking of watching that new Harley Quinn movie.... feel free to come join me if you want.” You hear their footsteps fade away as you close your eyes, hoping that you’ll feel better after taking a nap.

Mark:

You stir from your dreamless nap to the feeling of someone sitting next to you, the bed sinking from the pressure of this person’s body. You make a grimace as you open your eyes, a blurry-looking Mark glancing back at you from his phone. He flashes a small smile as he puts his phone down.

“Hey there grumpy.” You groan, slowly sitting up as you rub your eyes to see him more clearly. Surely, you had to be dreaming since Mark was on tour. There’s no way he could be here.

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be on tour,” you blurt out, confused as you glanced at the clock on the nightstand. You only slept for a good hour and a half. He shrugs bashfully.

“I thought I would come surprise you and Eli by getting here earlier than planned but you were sleeping, so I figured I would just sit here and wait for you to wake up.” You scoff, fiddling with the bedsheets in your hands.

“Then I guess you heard about what’s been going on with me this week.” He then moves to sit next to you, shoulders touching before he nudges you slightly.

“Yea, you wanna talk about it?” You sigh as you rest your head on his shoulder. Seeing him here made you actually feel a bit better about everything, but you really didn’t want to talk about it. Not yet anyways.

“Not really. Shit just blows.” Wrapping his arms around you, he pulls you closer to him until you hear his heartbeat right next to your ear. It calmed you down, hearing the steady beat and having him hug you close. Mark was always there for you and you really appreciate him just being him.

“Does this help?” You thought back on the last time you guys hugged and realized it was when he was leaving for the tour. You felt tears welling up again since you missed having him around but instead of crying, you adjusted yourself to hug him back properly.

“You have no idea.” Nothing is said for a bit, the only sound in the room is the soft breathing of you guys laying there. But that soon is broken when Mark suddenly chuckles to himself, making you feel the vibrations on his chest. You lift your head to look at him, raising an eyebrow. “What?” He just smiles and shakes his head, his eyes still closed as he begins to speak.

“Nothing, just…not for nothing but your ex was such an ass.” You let out a laugh, resting your head back down.

“Yea, you’re not wrong. But who needs that jerk when I got amazing friends like you and everyone else, right?” He hums in response, his lips kissing the top of your head.

“Right, friends..” His heartbeat is slow, and you begin to wonder why you even let everything bother you. You had your friends like Eli, the guys, and Mark. They always support you, so you didn’t need to worry about anyone’s opinion. You smile to yourself.

“Hey, Mark, can we stay like this for a bit longer? I’m starting to feel better.” He hums again and soon after, you both end up falling asleep.

BamBam:

“Wake up, hoe! This ain’t no sad boy shit, this BAD BITCH hours!” The door flies open and slams against the wall as you snap your eyes open. Before you can even sit up, you just see a body flying in the air and lands right next to you. You groan, trying to pull the covers over your head.

“Bambam, what the hell?!” He yanks the covers away until you meet him with a glare. It doesn’t faze him however as he grins.

“I know damn well you ain’t here moping over people who ain’t worth your time or effort.” You turn away from him, snuggling into yourself since he stole your cover. You don’t know how long you slept for, but you knew it hadn’t been long enough to deal with this.

“If you know what’s bugging me, why you bothering me?” Now it was his turn to groan while throwing his arm around your waist and pulling you close. You didn’t refuse the contact since he was warm.

“Come on, Y/N, you can’t let people bring you down, especially your trash can of an ex.” That got a chuckle outta you even if you wanted to stay mad at him and be sad but you couldn’t help it. Despite being a bit of a pain in the ass, Bambam always knew what to say to make you smile. And he did have a point though: why worry about what people think about you? He leaned over to peer at your face, grinning even wider. “Oh? Was that a laugh just now? And- AHH- a smile?!” Turning back around, you didn’t meet his eyes.

“Maybe...” You felt shy all of a sudden but looked up at him. “You thought my ex was trash?” He scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“Uhh, we all did. Me and the guys, even Eli thought he was bad news. But you were so happy with him that we thought maybe he was different around you. And besides, would you have listened to us if we told you not to date him?” You sigh, knowing for a fact you wouldn’t have.

“No, probably not.” He laughs.

“You see? Now all I gotta say is you shouldn’t have to worry about what people are saying about you since we all know you’re doing your best. So: screw your boss, ignore your mom, and after you change into some clothes, we’re going to go put sugar in your trash ex’s gas tank and then come home, watch some movies with the crew and get drunk.” You furrow your brows together.

“Sugar in a gas tank?” Nodding excitedly, he props his head on his head before talking

“Yea, putting sugar in the gas tank ruins the car or so I heard. It’s a lot sneakier then egging his car and he’ll never know you did it.” You can only shake your head while smiling.

“Bam, that’s got to be illegal.” He shrugs.

“Only if you get caught.” You sit up, baffled as you stare at him.

“I’m not doing that.” He tosses a smug look your way. You feel yourself worry immediately. “What did you do?” He shrugs coyly.

“Me, Mark and Yugyeom may have already done it.” Oh god..

“How much sugar did you put?” He doesn’t meet your eyes and starts looking at the door.

“Like five pounds of sugar.. But what’s done is done. Now, come, we already got the bottles of wine and Eli’s waiting for us.” With that, he quickly gets off the bed and runs away, laughing like a madman as you jolt up and chase after him.

“FIVE POUNDS?! BAMBAM!”

Jackson:

“Hey, Y/N...” You stir from the gentle shake of someone’s hand on your shoulder. Peeking out of one eye, you see Jackson giving you the tiniest of smiles. “Hey there, sleepyhead.” Confused, you slowly sit up, rubbing your eyes to get rid of the blurriness.

“Jackson?” He sits next to you, nodding.

“Yea, its me. You okay?” You shrug, not really sure if you should tell him everything that happened this week. But this was Jackson you were talking to, the guy whose been there for you countless of times and always there when you need to vent. You rest your head on his shoulder, sighing before peering up at him.

“Not really. I’m sure Eli told you what happened.” He wraps an arm around you and starts to stroke your head softly, his fingers running through your hair. You close your eyes as you relax into the touch.

“More or less. Sorry I couldn’t be here earlier to cheer you up.” Pulling away, you shake your head and look at him. You see him frown but not at you. Most likely thinking about how you found out your ex cheated on you.

“Don’t be, you and the guys were out on tour. You guys got a bunch of fans after all.” You nudge his shoulder in an attempt to be playful but he lets out a small laugh that doesn’t really reach his eyes. You look at him with worry as he shakes his head and looks down at his hand before meeting your eyes.

“Yea but still. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to deck him when I had the chance.” You give him a pity smile, resting your hand on top of his. “I also heard about your fight with your mom.” Sighing, you think back on what happened.

“I know I should listen to her and all that but how can I when she can’t even respect what I want to do? Nothing I do or say is ever good enough for her and just..” He places his hands on your shoulders and kisses your forehead, surprising you from your rant as you stared wide-eyed.

“I know not everyone can have a good relationship like I have with my mom. No one should ever put someone down, whether they be a stranger, a friend, and especially family. You don’t have to listen to your mom, I’m just sorry you have to deal with that instead of the love and affection you deserve to have from family.” You nod, letting a tear slip as you try to smile at him but he just wipes the tear away before pulling you into a hug. How did you ever get so lucky to have someone like Jackson in your life to be there for you? You squeeze him tight, tucking your chin into his chest. You scoff while trying not to cry.

“God, you always know what to say to me. It’s soo not fair.” He laughs as he pulls away, flashing a grin.

“What can I say? I hate seeing you sad and rather see you smile.” You hum, rubbing your eyes quickly to get rid of any more tears. He hands you a tissue and lets you clean your face before grabbing the trashcan, letting you toss it in. You feel your stomach growl and you realize that you hadn’t had dinner.

“Thanks. I feel bit better talking to you about it but now I’m kinda hungry.” Standing up, he offers you a hand and helps you outta bed.

“Well, Eli went to go grab take-out with the guys before starting the movie. We could snack on some chips before they get back?” You nod, not letting go of his hand as you leave the room.

“Deal.”

Annndddd I’m leaving it here. I’ll post the 2nd part soon but I hope you guys liked the reactions so far

[dawnofus]

random jackson gifs ✨: 224-225/~

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Jackson “lift me” Wang alternatively, maknaes (2) + honorary maknae (1) lifting jackson up like a (baby) princess

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GOT7 DYE ALBUM TRACKLIST

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his laugh  ♡

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Sweet angel babies 😢

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he’s dreamy

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Images can't be listened...until you meet Kim Yugyeom 🥺💚

We love you tiny giant baby 💚

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Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

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The Fans Ship You Two Together But You Are Just Friends

JB

It would be JB who would notice first that his fans think that you and him would be a cute couple. You two had been friends for years, for the majority of his career and you never hide your friendship. You weren’t doing anything wrong so why should you? But this was the first time that his fans were trying to put you guys together, and JB didn’t know how you would react. If JB had to be honest with himself, he can’t say that he never had feelings for you, but he was worried that you wouldn’t like him back. Therefore he would wait for you to see them, and then you can make your move if you wanted to.

Mark

Mark is actually very happy that his fans are starting to ship you two together. He has had a crush on you for the longest time, but has never found the right time to express his feelings towards you. Mark is kinda hoping that you will see all the things that people are saying and it might sway your mind to think in the same way. But like JB, Mark isn’t going to push you into looking at what his fans are saying. He doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, he’d rather lose you as a love interest than all together. But if he notices you looking at the comments with a smile, he might feel inclined to shoot his shot.

Jackson

Jackson would be so smug about the fact that everyone is pairing you two together. Honestly it seems like everyone but you notice that Jackson has been in love with you for the longest time. At first, Jackson thought that you just were not interested, but then he noticed that you  don’t seem to pick up on anyone’s advances. The fact that even his fans are noticing the obvious attraction Jackson has towards you makes it even better. Jackson would definitely use this as the best time to shoot his shot, “don’t you see? Everyone thinks we would be so cute as a couple, we can’t disappoint them!”

Jinyoung

Jinyoung has never really seen you as anything more than a friend, or so he thought. You two grew up together, you’ve seen each other at your worst stages and your best. Jinyoung never really looked at your relationship as anything more than a friendship until someone pointed it out. His fans started to notice that Jinyoung looks at you not in the way that friends look at each other. He looks at you like you are the only person in the world that could make him happy. Noticing all these comments and photos, it’s like a lightswitch flicks in Jinyoung’s head and he would finally admit to himself that he actually likes you.

Youngjae

You and Youngjae were that type of friends who everyone thought you guys were dating but you actually weren’t. You’re both just very loving towards each other, it’s in your nature to be. Right from the start fans would massively misinterpret that as you two are dating, and you guys just wouldn’t really be bothered to correct them. But the thing is, everyone who is close to you knows damn well that you guys are gonna end up married, it’s just a matter of time. The fans’ comments might make you guys think about it for a second, but honestly you’re both just living in denial for that little bit longer.

Bambam

Now I’m not saying you guys are the types of friends who have seen each other naked, but you definitely are. You guys just have a lot of fun in your friendship, and the lines are extremely blurred about what your relationship actually is. Fans would begin to notice that you two are a bit too friendly to be completely defined as only friends. Neither of you would really take any notice of what anyone else says, as long as you guys are happy that is all that matters. But in private, you would definitely take a step back and reevaluate your relationship. Maybe dating wouldn’t be that bad…

Yugyeom

Yugyeom is another one who would actually worry that the comments are gonna drive you away from him. You had hidden from the public eye for the longest time, you never wanted any attention on you or your friendship with Yugyeom. When fans found out that Yugyeom and you were friends, straight away people tried to put you together as more than you are. It did scare you slightly, you would never admit this to Yugyeom but ever since you guys met you had a small crush on him. It’s a very sweet coincidence that both of you are scared that it might drive the other away, but it’s sad because neither of you will confess because of it.

[seunie]

Jackson Wang Is Dreamy

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Yugyeom on V Live. cr: starry_yg

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yugyeom | vlive 200622 

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i was like aw jinyoung and yugyeom so cute <3

then it pans out and jinyoung’s not having it