#Markson

[transbrucewayne]

I posted these on Twitter forever ago and forgot to post them here!

F1 as the internet 1/?

[welltumlbrforgotme]

[ferrarialonso]

#noticing

[sseurnie]

[kevyeen]

This is my brokeback mountain

[atredesign]

hihihi

[cherryeol04]

The Thing in the Lake (M)

➻ Pairings: Mark x Jackson

➻ Genre: Horror au, Thriller au, Camping Au

➻ Additional: humor, romance, ghost story

➻ Word Count: 3.4K

➻ Warnings: graphic depictions of violence & gore

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

“So the plan is to get totally wasted.” Jackson said happily as he plopped down in one of the folding chairs, grinning as he held the bottle of vodka in his hands. The other’s looked at him with a raised brow and he frowned. “What?”

“If you wanted to get drunk, then why did you even suggest coming here?” Mark asked as he looked over at the other quizzically, laughing softly. “Jackson you could have stayed back in town and gone to Halloween parties with Amber like you planned.” he said.

Jackson snorted as he opened the bottle and sniffed it for a moment before looking back at Mark. “And miss spending time with you? What kind of boyfriend would I be?” he asked and quickly pointed to Yugyeom, whose mouth was open and ready for a snarky comment. “Quiet, no one asked you.” he said and snorted. “I would be a very bad boyfriend.” he replied and smiled. “Besides, it’s the holiday season. All holidays are spent with your lovers right?”

“Is that a rhetorical question?” Youngjae asked with a raised brow. “Or do you really want an answer to that?”

“I really want an answer to that. I don’t know these things.” Jackson said with a scoff. “Come on Youngjae, I’m new to this whole good boyfriend thing. I need a little guidance.” he pleaded. Mark laughed and reached over and took the bottle from Jackson’s hand and pressed the mouth to Jackson’s lips. 

“Shut up and drink.” he chuckled and looked around their little campfire that they had going. It was Jackson’s idea to come out to the campsite near the lake just outside the city. It wasn’t a remote area, but it felt like it was an excellent place for young lovers to go and spend romantic nights alone. Or for a group of friends, such as they were, to spend one night getting plastered as they told ghost stories and celebrated Halloween. 

“So booze, check.” BamBam said. “Friends...more or less check.” he said and laughed when Jinyoung smacked him with the plushie peach pillow he was holding. “Campfire, check. Time to enjoy ourselves on this fine spooky night. What should we do first? Get drunk? Make smores? Tell ghost stories or fuck?”

“We’re not fucking out here.” Youngjae said quickly with a wag of his finger.

“Why not? Brings you closer with nature.” Yugyeom laughed. “What? Didn’t bring the lube.” he teased.

“Shut up Yugyeom. Why would we have come all the way out here just to fuck?” Youngjae questioned.

“Good question. We didn’t. We came out here to have fun and be together.” Jaebum said. “So let’s have fun!”

“Alright, who brought mom?” Jackson asked and grinned as he passed the bottle of vodka over to BamBam who took a swig from it. “Don’t be a Debby Downer Jaebum. I plan to fuck Mark good in the tent later.” he said and threw a wink to his blushing boyfriend.

“Do you mean, Mark plans to fuck you good? We all know you don’t top.” BamBam teased, laughing as Jackson flicked him off.

“S’mores time yes?” Youngjae jumped in as he grabbed the bag with the marshmallows in it and held it up. “Come one, let’s make them and tell some ghost stories.” he said with an eager expression that had everyone stunned in silence.

“I mean…” Jaebum started and coughed to clear his throat. “I know I’m mom and all, but haven’t you fucked the prude out of him already Jinyoung?” he asked, staring at the younger male next to him who was just as in shock at his boyfriend’s words as Jaebum had been.

“Guess I didn’t do a good job.”

“Oh come on guys.” Youngjae whined. “Why is it so bad that I don’t want to talk or listen to talk of fucking and sex and relationships that I have no business knowing about? What you all do is all up to you. Why do I need to be a part of it?” he questioned.

“How did he get into our best friend club?” Yugyeom asked, pointing to Youngjae in question. “We’re men Jae, we talk about this stuff all the time. You need to get used to it. It doesn’t make you dirty or anything. If anything, it’s an expression of our love for our boyfriends and our trust in each other as friends.” 

“Someone remove him from Philosophy class.” Bambam laughed and took the bag of marshmallows from Youngjae and opened it. He pulled one out and tossed it at Yugyeom, laughing. Yugyeom stuck out at his tongue at the other and rolled his eyes.

“Just relax Youngjae, okay? The hyungs are here to watch over us. Tonight we get shit faced drunk and have a good time!” Yugyeom said happily.

“We’re not your babysitters.” Jaebum laughed as he stood and walked over to his tent and grabbed the back of supplies he had been told to bring. He pulled out the little dowels for everyone and passed them out before tossing a box of graham crackers to Mark. “You’ll be our designated graham boy.” he chuckled and then looked at Jinyoung who held up the chocolate bars.

“I’ve got the chocolate.” he said happily. 

“Good, let’s get cooking. All this talk about food is making me hungry.” Mark said and reached towards BamBam for a marshmallow.

“I thought we were talking about sex.” Jackson inquired. 

“That too.” Mark agreed with a laugh and stuck his marshmallow into the fire to warm. The others followed soon afterwards as they were given their marshmallow and they sat around in silence for a while. They didn’t need to talk or anything. Instead they just stared at the fire, or worked silently on crafting the best s’more, each trying to outdo each other. 

“So what kind of stories should we tell?” BamBam asked after about ten minutes of silence. He was fighting with his gooey marshmallow to stay on the cracker long enough to grab a few bars of the chocolate to put on it. “Like should it be true stories or shit we make up?” he asked. 

“True stories, duh.” Jackson grumbled through a mouthful of s’more. “You’re all crap at making up stuff.”

“I take offense to that.” Youngjae grumbled and glared at Jackson. The young literature major was very good at making up stories. He had to do so for many of his class assignments and his teachers always gave him high marks. So he had to be good, right?

“Who cares if we make it up or not?” Jinyoung asked and grinned. “Let’s just tell stories okay?” he said. Looking over at Youngjae, he grinned as he smeared chocolate over his nose, pulling a whine from him. 

“Alright, who’s first?” Yugyeom asked. With no one speaking up, a quick round of rock, paper, scissors was played until the order was decided. After a few failed stories from Bambam, Yugyeom and Jinyoung, it became Youngjae’s turn and the boys settled back in their chairs, eyes locked on the male as he prepared to tell his story.

“It better be good, Mr. Lit Major.” Jackson hummed as he sipped his cup. Youngjae rolled his eyes at him and cleared his throat.

“So I know a few of you aren’t natives of this province….or country.” he said and eyed Mark, Jackson and then BamBam. “Anyway, there is a legend in these parts that is really creepy.” 

“Ooh what? Mr. Slasher Killer?” Jackson taunted and grunted when Mark smacked his chest.

“Shut up.” he hissed at him. 

Youngjae threw a marshmallow at Jackson and shook his head. “Anyway, there is a legend about this lake.” Youngjae continued as he leaned in, hands folded over his lap. “About five years ago there was a string of murders that happened here. Young kids would come out here to party and fuck; what normal college kids would do. A group of friends ventured out here for a weekend getaway. They were here from Friday night and supposed to return home on Monday. When none came back they were reported missing. Police investigated and when they finally came out here to the campsites they found their mutilated bodies. Some parts were hanging in the trees.” He said and pointed to the large tree limb that hung over them. “Other parts strewn about, but there was a distinct way these body parts were left. They created a trail and the police followed it all the way down to the dock of the lake.”

“It was Jason!” Jackson announced.  Shaking his head, Mark reached out and covered Jackson’s mouth to keep him from talking again. 

“Now the police thought it was just some crazy killer, but when the body parts were examined it was said that it looked like their flesh had been ripped apart by jagged edges of something and then even found teeth lodged into a bone. And after further inspection, it was a tooth that didn't belong to any known animal in South Korea, k or the world.” 

“Really?” Bambam asked in shock. 

“Ah! That's not true.” Yugyeom shook his head. 

“It's true! Look it up.” Youngjae nodded and sat back, grinning. “You're turn hyung.” He called to Mark. 

“How about we just drink?” Jaebum asked. 

“What? Scared?” Youngjae teased and laughed at the other. 

“No, I'm bored. Look I brought my speakers. Let's just rock out and drink before passing out.”

“I second that motion!” Jinyoung chimed in.

“Third!” Jackson shouted through Mark’s hand. 

“Oh you big old party poopers.” Yugyeom huffed and glared at them. “Fine, let’s party.”  The others cheered. Setting up the speakers, Jaebum connected his phone to them and started the music, officially starting their Halloween bash out in the woods. Yugyeom, as always, was the first to be up and dancing, Bambam joining him shortly after. 

Youngjae spent the majority of the time laughing loudly at the two dancing, Jinyoung talking with Jaebum about who knows what. Jackson watched them all with a smile before glancing at Mark. The other seemed enraptured with what was going on, but he wanted to change that. He had come up with this idea because he knew Mark liked camping. He also knew that he wanted to try fucking outside. So what better way than to combine the two and Mark extremely happy?

Grinning, he stood and walked over and took Mark’s hand, pulling him out of his chair and tugging him away from the campsite. 

“Jackson, where are we going?” Mark asked as he stayed close to the other, following him down a well made path that eventually led them to the dock on the lake. “Oh Jackson come on.”

“What, scared of the monster lurking in?” Jackson teased, wiggling his fingers in Mark’s direction with a laugh. 

“Honestly, yes. I'm going back.” Mark said and turned to head back to the camp, but was stopped as Jackson grabbed his arm and pulled him back against his chest. 

“Oh come babe. That was just a story. There is no monster in the lake.” Jackson said, head dipping in to place gentle kisses along his neck. “Come on baby. Let's just have a little fun.” He cooed as he ran his hands over Mark’s chest and sides. “What do you say?”

Mark leaned back against him and whimpered softly as he enjoyed the touch of his boyfriend on his body. “Jackson.” Mark groaned.  “I hate you can make me feel this way and I can't fight back.”

“Don't fight it Mark.” Jackson encouraged as he grabbed the hem of Mark’s shirt and pulled it up slowly, teasingly. “Give in and let's play. I'll make you feel really good.” Jackson tried to tempt the other. 

“God I know you will.” Mark muttered, letting Jackson pull his shirt off and toss it to the ground. Turning, he pressed against the other and kissed him hard, hand cupping the back of Jackson’s head for a moment before it dropped and started tugging on the other’s clothes. 

In a matter of minutes they were both stripped bare and Jackson guided Mark into the water, shivering and laughing at first at how cold it was. Staying near the dock, Jackson pressed Mark against one of the support beams, his lips finding his once more. Soft moans left Mark as he returned the kiss, their hands running over each other's bodies and pressing into hotspots.

They were growing more needy and impatient. The last time they had sex was nearly two months ago when the new semester began. They needed more than anything at the moment and the tension between them was mounting the further they went. 

“Oh fuck Jackson.” Mark moaned, head falling back to rest against the hard wound. Long arms wrapped around Jackson’s neck as one leg wound around his waist. Jackson grabbed onto the deck behind him, using it as a balance and leverage as he thrusted into Mark slowly. “Shit just like that baby.” Mark groaned out, fingers raking through Jackson’s hair. 

“Fuck baby you feel so damn good around me.” Jackson groaned out in pleasure. “Always so tight and hot. Fuck, I love you so much Mark.” Mark panted softly and smiled widely as he leaned in and kissed him hard, lips parting as Jackson’s tongue pushed into his mouth. Their tongues danced around each other, fighting for dominance as Jackson’s pace grew faster and harder. 

Breaking the kiss, Mark whimpered as he rested his head on Jackson’s shoulder as his moans grew louder. “Yes Jackson. Jackson!” He trembled against the other, water lapping at their chests as they moved together, rocking frantically as they chased their orgasms. Jackson’s cock was hitting that spot inside of Mark so well that the other was clenching tightly around his cock, the heat coiling so tightly inside him. Mark could feel his end nearing and just as he reached his peak, he was yanked back from it quickly as searing hot pain ran through his body, starting in his left leg.

“Ow! Shit!” Mark jerked and pushed Jackson away from him. Tears were already welling as he tried to grab into the deck. “Oh my god!”

“Mark? What's wrong?” Jackson asked worriedly, watching as his boyfriend tried and failed many times to climb out of the water. 

“My leg! Fuck get me out of the water!” he said urgently. Chewing on his lower lip, Jackson moved behind Mark and helped the other out of the water and onto the deck. His eyes moved to Mark’s leg and widened as he stared at the large chunk of flesh that was missing from it. 

“Oh my god! Oh my god!” Mark shouted as he watched the blood pour from his wound. Jackson felt his heart race and he looked around the water. He thought he saw something appear before ducking back under to his left, but he didn't let himself stay and think about it. He grabbed onto the deck and hauled himself out of the water quickly. 

“Fuck, fuck.” Jackson panted and for a moment searched the deck for something to help Mark. He grabbed one of their shirts and the belt from his pants and dropped to his knees next to the other. 

“Jackson!” Mark cried out in pain. 

“It's okay baby. I'm here. I'm here.” Jackson assured him as he wrapped the shirt around the wound, knotting it in place. He took the belt next and wrapped it a few inches above the wound and tightened it around his leg as tight as he could to stop the blood flow. Mark’s pained screams only grew louder through the process and it was killing Jackson on the inside. 

“I'm so sorry baby.” Jackson apologized. He was going to say something else, but something hit the beams of the dock and he could hear the splintering crack of the wood and a sickening realization sunk in. “Okay Mark. Come on. Up we go.” He said and helped to pull Mark up onto his one foot. The other was unsteady and wobbled as pain continued to course through his body. Jackson doubted the other could walk even with his help and with doom looming over them, they couldn't spare a second. So bending, he slipped his arms around Mark and lifted the other up into his arms and started  running as the beams were struck by something again. 

His feet barely touched the dry ground when the dock gave and caved into the water behind him. Jackson didn't look back though. He clutched tightly to Mark as he ran with the other, heading back to the site.  “Jaebum! Jaebum Hyung, start the jeep!” he shouted, hoping the others could hear him over the music. It didn't seem like they could though, and they got a huge shock when the pair came running in naked. 

“Whoa. What the fuck happened?” Jinyoung asked as he stood and looked at the two. 

“Oh my god is he bleeding? What happened to Mark?” Jaebum asked as he stared at the dark and wet shirt around Mark’s leg. 

“No time, get in the fucking jeep!” Jackson shouted as he ran to the sitting vehicle and opened the back seat, helping Mark in before looking back. “Now!”

“But our stuff.” Youngjae protested.

“Fuck our stuff. There is something in the lake now let's go!” Jackson said urgently. The others looked at each other, trying to debate if they wanted to believe Jackson or maybe thought he was just too damn drunk, but in the end they all got up and piled into the jeep. Jaebum took to the wheel and started the car, turning the lights on as everyone got situated. 

“What happened to mark?” Yugyeom asked. 

“Something bit me in the water!” Mark sobbed and cried out in pain. 

“It took a fucking chunk out of his leg!” 

“What are you talking about?” Jaebum asked as he turned to look back at the other. “That sounds fucking crazy.”

“I know it does, but it's the truth!” Jackson insisted. The chaos of the jeep came to a screeching halt as Youngjae suddenly grabbed Jaebum’s arm. 

“Reverse. Reverse. Reverse!” he shouted and Jaebum turned around in time to see some creature heading straight for them, mouth open wide, rows of sharp teeth on display. Jaebum threw the jeep in reverse and stepped on the gas, tires squealing as they lurched backwards and to the side as the jeep moved. Throwing the jeep into drive, the tires skidded as they lurched forward and sped off, heading back onto the main. 

“Holy fuck! Holy fuck!” Bambam shouted as he turned and watched as they drove off the creature becoming nothing but a distant dot, quickly giving up on them. 

“Jesus christ.” Youngjae panted. 

“What the hell was that?!” Jinyoung shouted in shock. 

“I don't know, but whatever it was, it bit Mark and collapsed the dock!” Jackson said, his arms wound tightly around his boyfriend as he rocked the sobbing male gently. “Shhh, baby. It's okay. We're taking you to the hospital. It'll be okay baby.” Jackson tried to reassure him. 

“It's real.” Youngjae whispered. 

“What?” Yugyeom asked. 

“It's real. The story I told. It's really real and that was the fucking thing that killed those people.” Youngjae said, his heart racing. “We just escaped death.”

“Good. I don't plan to die anytime soon.” Jaebum said. “Don't worry Mark, we'll be at the hospital soon.”

~_~

The group didn't return to collect their stuff until the next morning with the help of a police escort. After reporting the incident and taking testimonies, the police went out to search the area but found no trace of whatever creature they had encountered the night before. Though the statements of the dock being broken and submerged into the lake were true. Their campsite had been left untouched, however, which baffled the police even more and added to the mystery. Not a single thing out of place, not even the cooler had been disturbed by the raccoons that would have undoubtedly come out to scavenge. 

Whatever happened at the lake would remain a mystery. The police report would read that it was a horrible camping accident committed by drunk college students. Mark, though missing some of his calf, would eventually heal and be released from the hospital a few months later with a clean bill of health. And while time slowly healed all physical wounds, nothing would be able to erase the memories of that night and the terrible creature that tried to kill them. 

[ahgazennie]

This is Soo cutee!!!

[h00mandied]

Dumpling and Mandu, this is Dimsum couple and i miss them:(

[f1-disaster-bi]

New A/B/O fic idea:

Fernando and Sebastian are both omegas fighting doe the championship title, and everyone thinks that's why they hate each other when the truth is they're both trying to win the affection of the same Alpha......only neither of them realise the alpha they are wooing, Jenson, is actually an omega due to them have weakened noses because of the blockers the FIA make them take all year round, and the only reason Jenson smells vaguely alpha, is because he's mated to Mark who is enjoying watching his dumb friend and teammate trip over themselves to woo his omega

When they go too far, Mark decides its time to point at least one of them towards the true object of their desire who has been silently watching Sebastian chase another man in amusement

[welltumlbrforgotme]

jenson is the girlfriend if I didn’t make it oblivious enough

[missgineaus]

markson magical au where they can see each other and maybe communicate through mirrors omg they dont know what they look like individually as theyve seen only the other as their reflection and go on a quest or some shit to find each other

original twitter post | originally posted 16 june 2019

[antimonyandthyme]

have you ever done........ mark & jenson? 👀

it honestly boggles my mind why i haven't done those two yet because i love them both... i think the temptation for me is to fit a seb in there... which is what i always end up doing kekekeke

so fic rec instead for anyone looking for mark/jenson: gemjam's kairos series

[sseurnie]

🖤🤍

[kpopsickies]

Got7 sickfic part 2

Y’all. There will be a part 3

Maybe part 4

I have no self control.... help

Bambam p.o.v

The group continued to watch for most of the rest of the day. By the time 9pm hit everyone except Jayb, Jinyoung and I were asleep. The three of us talked in hushed voices, “I’m really worried about Yugyeom” Jinyoung said quietly, Jaebum and I both nodded, “I know he’s incredibly stubborn and will continue to insist he’s fine, even though he’s obviously not” Both of them agreed with me, “I’m surprised Jackson didn’t put up more of a fight” Jaebum said, stealing a glance at the Chinese member. “honestly me too” Jinyoung said, tracking the leader’s gaze. “do you guys think Youngjae hyung is on the way to getting sick?” both of the nodded, the three of us glanced over at him. He was asleep but breathing through his mouth, confirming that he was likely sick. My eyes wandered over to the maknae, I had grown worried about my best friend, I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw the leader behind me, “you alright Bam?” 

“I’m worried about Yugyeom, he had a really high fever, like... really high. And despite what he said, he doesn’t actually usually run warm.” 

“I know, he’s just being stubborn. Eventually he’ll confess” 

We were distracted from our conversation when a painful sounding cough was heard from Mark. The leader made his was over to the oldest member and Jaebum gently rubbed his shoulder, Jinyoung left and returned a second later with a cup of water and handed it to the leader, who helped Mark sit up and brought the cup to his lips, Mark thanked him softly, his voice rough and soft. Mark drank the water, “you okay hyung?” I asked, all three of the members who weren’t sick all stood around the eldest, “yeah.” he coughed, “better now” Jaebum checked the clock, “all the sickies can take medicine in about 45 minutes, I’ll make some food so they have something to take it with.” the three awake members nodded. “in about half an hour start waking up the sleeping sickies” Jaebum instructed before leaving.

Mark fell asleep almost instantly after the leader left, and Jinyoung left to help the leader at some point. I sat down on the couch next to Yugyeom. I placed my hand on his forehead, not surprised that he was still quite more. He softly groaned as I did, he turned over, whimpering softly, his eyes fluttered open, “you okay Yugs?” 

“felt good”

“what did?”

“your hand, ‘s cold”

“my hands aren’t that cold Yugs, you just have a really high fever” 

“oh” he turned away from me and sneezed twice. “bless you” 

“thanks” he said softly, he sat up, the color faded from his face. “take it slowly dude, I don’t want you to pass out” 

“m okay” his words were slurred slightly, I gently pushed his shoulder and guided him back to laying down. “I’m not that sick” he said softly, “actually I think you are” he shook his head, wincing slightly after. “I’ll be right back Yugs, DON’T GET UP” he nodded slightly. I went to the kitchen “hey hyung? where’s the thermometer?”

“on the table, why?” 

“Yugyeom is awake and he’s kinda delirious and is very unsteady, I just wanted to check his temperature.” 

“okay, tell us when you find out” I nodded and took the thermometer to the living room over to ear the maknae sat, he seemed to be only half awake and was humming let it go under his breath. “hey yugs” he glanced at me, but I honestly couldn’t tell if he actually saw me. “I need to check your temperature” the maknae half nodded, “open your mouth, this goes under your tongue” under normal circumstances I wouldn’t have explained it, but something told me the maknae needed a bit of help today. He followed my directions, “keep it under your tongue and keep your lips closed tight” the maknae did as instructed, the thermometer beeped after a few seconds, I took it out and was shocked, and worried, 39.7 (103.5) 

“shit Yugyeom, you’re really hot”

“thanks hyung” he giggled and started standing up, I grabbed his shoulder, “what are you doing?”

“I gotta go”

“where?”

“I gotta go”

“where are you going” 

“the muffin man he needs my help” I was so taken aback by his words I almost let go of him, but I quickly composed myself, “HYUNG!!!! Come here!” I was slightly panicked not even thinking about the three sleeping members. Jaebum and Jinyoung hurried in the room from the kitchen and the three sleeping members began stirring. “what’s wrong Bam?” I pointed at the maknae, “I ga-go” 

“go where Yugs?” Jaebum asked looking confused but worried, “muffin man, he needs me” the maknae mumbled, still trying to stand up. “what’s wrong with him?” Youngjae asked, having woken up from my yelling. His voice displayed the panic I felt. “I think he’s delirious” Jaebum said, Jinyoung turned to me, “what’s his temerature?” 

“39.7″ all the members stopped what they were doing and stared at me in shock, “seriously?” Mark asked in a cracked voice, I nodded, “we need to bring his fever down” Jaebum said, “how?” 

“he’s gonna kill us for this, but ice bath” Jaebum said before turning to me “Bambam can you help me get him to the bathroom” I nodded, the two of us half dragged half carried the maknae down the hallway. The entire was he mumbled incoherent words. 

Jinyoung p.o.v 

I watched as Jaebum and Bambam half carried Yugyeom out of the room. “I’ve never seen him like that, it’s kinda scary” Youngjae said softly, “it is, I’ve never seen anyone like that” I agreed, “I’m surprised he got so sick so fast” Mark said softly, his voice barely hanging on by a thread. “I wonder if he was sick be-f-f-hEtChu- IAtcHU- hh-TcHu- sorry ugh, I wonder if he was sick before”

“possibly, both Yugyeom and I have been here for a couple days longer than you guys and now that I think about it Yugyeom was a bit sneezier than usual, even for him. But he kept saying it was allergies” I explained to the others, “I think maybe he knew he was getting sick but didn’t want to bother you guys with the comeback plans coming, but now that he’s not the only one sick he stopped fighting it and his body is finally allowing him to relax.” as Mark spoke, his voice cracked after the words and he coughed a few times. “that makes sense. Also, stop talking hyung” Youngjae said nudging Mark with his knee. Mark nodded and cleared his throat. “how are you feeling Youngjae?” I asked, he shrugged, “that’s not an answer” Jackson said half rolling his eyes. “I don’t feel too bad, mainly just a stuffy nose and a bit of a sore throat.” Youngjae explained, “Let’s try and get you guys feeling better before you end up like Yugyeom” I said standing up and going to the kitchen to finish the food that Jaebum had begun so the sick members could eat and take medicine sooner rather than later. 

Bambam p.o.v

I hoped things were going better with the others than they were with Yugyeom, because the makane had gotten the idea in his head that we were trying to torture him. He fought against us the whole time, even getting to the point where he tried to punch me. It was scary because it really seemed like he didn’t know who we were, who he was, or what he were trying to do. 

At some point the poor kid exhausted himself and gave in to us, whimpering softly the whole time. Once we got done we took him into his room, he seemed a bit more aware and wasn’t openly fighting against us anymore. We brought the sick maknae to his bedroom and helped him into a tshirt and light, thin, pajama pants. He whimpered softly, “what’s wrong?” I asked him gently patting his shoulder, “don’t- hngtChU- nngtcHH- hh-engtCH-feel good. ‘m cold” 

“I’m sorry Yugs, but we don’t want to raise your fever.” he coughed uncovered, causing me to step back a bit. “Jaebum hyung can you go get the thermometer?” The leader nodded and left the room. “Bam?” I looked at the maknae, he held his hand extended out. I took it, “can you stay” his voice was soft and timid” he coughed again, “I don’t like being alone when I don’t feel good” I nodded, I took it as a good sign that the maknae’s words were coherent now. I knew that Yugyeom was hesitant to show his weak side to us, despite being the makane he always fought to appear strong. I sat down on the bed next to him, he leaned over and placed his head on my shoulder. “hyung, I’m not feeling good” 

“I know” he sniffled, I glanced over at him, worried he was crying, but he, thankfully, was not. “thank you for taking care of me”

“no problem” I said softly, the maknae lay down in bed, “tired”. he said softly, “why don’t you sleep. I’ll wake you up later” The maknae nodded and layd down and closed his eyes. Once he fell asleep I left the room and closed the door. I went to the kitchen and saw the JJ parents cooking. “Hey hyungs, Yugyeom is asleep.”

“okay, that’s probably a good thing, he needs to sleep” 

“we’ll wake him up in about half an hour so he can eat and take medicine.” Jinyoung commented, taking a few bowls of soup to the living room. “keep the pot on a low temp to keep warm” he instructed as he left. 

About half an hour later Jaebum and I went up to the maknae’s room, Jaebum carrying a bowl of soup, I brought the pills and thermometer. When we opened the door we were both a bit surprised to see the maknae was awake, “Hey Yugs! How’re you feeling?”

“okay. Not great though” he admitted softly, surprising me. “well let’s get some food into you then medicine.” The leader said setting the bowl down next to Yugyeom. The maknae mumbled a thank you. Which I took as a good sign. The leader handed the thermometer to Yugyeom, The maknae slipped in under his tongue. A moment later it beeped, “38.9″ (102)

“that’s a bit better, but not great” Yugyeom looked at me, “what was it be-ff-hngtChHu- ngtcHHu- before”

“bless you, and 39.7″ he looked really surprised, “that high?” 

“do you remember anything?” I asked, somewhat worried, “no, nothing really. I thought I slept. I don’t even know when or how I ended up in my room. “it was kinda scary actually, you weren’t really making sense. You kept trying to fight us and you were really emotional” Yugyeom looked embarrased. “sorry guys” 

“it’s not a bad thing, we were mainly just worried about you” The leader said, he nudged the maknae and nodded to the bowl of soup, taking the hint Yugyeom picked up the spoon and began eating it. “do you want to stay here or go down with the other members?”

“stay here, I’m tired, I’ll go back to sleep after I eat” we both nodded, “can you stay though?” he asked me, “sure” Jaebum smiled a bit, “I’ll go check on the others” he said closing the door as he left. 

Jaebum p.o.v

I was glad that Yugyeom wanted Bambam to stay because I was worried about leaving the maknae alone for a long time. As I started walking down the stairs I felt a slight tickle in my nose and throat, I cleared my throat a few times hoping the sensation would go away. It somewhat did, but the itch was still eating at the back of my mind. I got down to the living room, Jinyoung and the 3 sick members were watching a korean dub of a disney movie, “how’s the maknae?” Youngjae asked when he saw me, bringing the attention away from the screen and onto me. I noticed every member had the same look of concern. “He’s doing better, He’s still got a fever but it’s gone down a considerable ammount” 

“what is it now?” Mark asked, his voice barely surviving. Jinyoung shot him a glare while Jackson scolded the eldest, “no talking” 

“38.9″

“that’s not great but it is-” Jackson was cut off when Youngjae sneezed four times. He quickly apologized, but Jackson wasn’t fazed, “bless you, it’s good that it’s gone down. Especially because Youngjae is definitely sick” Youngjae half glared, but didn’t deny what the Chinese member had said. “how are you guys feeling?” Youngjae asked looking between me and Jinyoung, “surprisingly fine” Jinyoung said, “but you also have a really strong immune system” Youngjae said with a playful bitterness, I knew he was refencing the fact that in the 7 years we lived together he had gotten sick a grand total of 5 times. “how about you?” Mark asked me. 

“STOP TALKING!” Jackson half yelled at the oldest member, shoving his shoulder, Mark laughed a bit which turned to a cough. “can we ducktape his mouth shut? He keeps talking, he’s going to absolutely destroy his voice” Jackson said, looking half annoyed and fully concerned, “Surprisingly, I’m with Jackson on this” Jinyoung said, he side eyed the eldest member. “guys, I’m f-HNXTCHh HKXtcHH HHnXKtch” he noticeably winced at the sneezes and rubbed his throat. “have you tried not stifling them” Jackson said, looking worried, Mark shook his head, his eyes were teary, I wasn’t sure if he was crying from the pain and fever or his eyes were just watering, but I assumed the former. “Do we have any throat numbing spray?” Jackson asked, a comforting hand on Mark’s shoulder. “I don’t think so. I can go pick some up, I need some groceries anyways” I said. I stood up, “I can go real fast. Can you guys think of anything else we need?” They shook their heads, Mark raised his hand, “text it” Jackson said, he handed the eldest his phone. Mark typed something out, Jackson took the phone, “he said fever reducers” Jackson placed his hand on Mark’s forehead, “Your fever isn’t that high” Mark shook his head and pointed upstairs. “for Yugyeom?” Mark nodded, “Okay, I’ll do that.” 

I left the house, kinda glad to get fresh air and be away from the petri-dish my house was quickly becoming. I was kinda worried because I had a sneaking suspicion that I was getting sick, and I really didn’t want to, I wanted to be able to take care of the members. And I knew they wouldn’t let me if I was sick. 

[glenlorence]

Sun Wukong and Tu'er Shen