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Greenridge ABO Series

Series Masterlist Masterlist

Warnings: explicit language, injuries, first degree burn, death, grieving, ptsd, fluff

WC: 4016

Chapter 19

Just before the dinner party…

Hudson was in his room, showering before dinner. Upstairs, the pack was finishing up the food and decorating for the party. He had tried to help out with most, but he felt like there were more than enough people around to get the job done. So he retreated to his room.

After his shower, he heard his phone ping and picked it up to see a text from Reed.

Heard you were having a dinner party.

10pm, get y/n out of the house. Something’s coming.

Taken back by the vague statement, Hudson calls Reed. No answer which pisses Hudson off.

What does he mean something’s coming? What is he planning? How did he even find out about the dinner? Hudson's mind raced.

He called him ten times in the next thirty minutes, pacing his room and growing anxious. On the twelfth call, he finally answered.

“God, you’re annoyingly persistent. What do you want?” Reed asked.

“What the hell is going on? What are you planning?”

“Can’t say.”

“Can’t? Or won’t?”

“Won’t.” Hudson could hear the smug smile on his face.

“I swear if you hurt our sister….” 

“I don’t intend to. Hence why you are going to get her out of the house.”

“So you’re just going to hurt her pack instead?”

“We are her family. Not them.” 

“You can’t do whatever you’re planning. This pack is her family. You have never treated her like family.”

“I’m doing this for all of us. So we can finally be the family we were supposed to be. If she gets hurt because your dumbass tries to act like a hero, I swear to God... I will hurt you just as bad, if not worse.”

“You kill me and you won’t have a family.”

“Just get her out of the damn house. I got errands to run before tonight. Don’t fuck this up.” Reed hung up.

Hudson sighed heavily, throwing himself back on the bed. He liked this group of hybrids. Hell, he wanted to join them. If he lets them get hurt and doesn’t warn them, he’s never going to be allowed to join. But if he does, Reed will hunt him down and end him. It’s a lose lose situation. If only he knew what Reed was planning. This night was about to be rough. What was he to do?

Minho was first to wake, coughing through the smoke as he pushed the debris off of himself. He looked around through the haze, squinting and covering his nose. It was dimly lit, lights flickering above. 

His head had a cut, blood dripping down his temple. Cuts and scrapes were on his arms and torso, his shirt torn.

“Hello?” he called out with a raspy voice. “Anyone hear me?”

“Hello?” another voice called out. 

He looked towards the sound, following it as he climbed over fallen beams and insulation. 

“Keep making noise. I’ll find you.” Minho called out.

A few different people called out, moving debris off themselves and looking around. Minho helped them out as he made his way around. He managed to dig out Seungcheol, Jisung, Hyunjin, and Niki. Minho and Seungcheol went upstairs to check on people, while the others stayed down to dig out the few other people in the basement. They uncovered three others, dragging their unconscious bodies into the backyard.

Upstairs, Seungcheol and Minho were seeing the worst of the hit.

“What the hell happened?” Minho asked.

“Don’t know. We should cut the power and water.” Seungcheol gestured to the broken kitchen sink spewing water.

“Dammit.” Minho ran his fingers through his hair. “It’s in the garage.”

Seungcheol nodded, heading over to the garage. Minho looked around, seeing a few unconscious people.

“Chan?! Y/n?! Felix?! Jeongin?! Changbin?! Enha?! Ahgase?! Mansae?!” He was calling out.

Someone stirred to the right of him and he hurried over. Moving some debris, he found a dusty Chan. Chan coughed, looking around as he came to.

“Easy. Don’t move too much.” Minho guided.

“Where is everyone?!” Chan grunted as he moved to stand.

“Scattered.” Minho helped him stand.

The water from the sink stopped, the remaining lights turning off. 

“What just happened?” Chan asked.

“S.Coups turned off the power and water.” Minho informed.

“Fire upstairs. We should get the extinguishers,” Chan spoke, clutching his side.

Minho saw the smoke and flashes of orange lights on the hallway walls upstairs, nodding his head. Then he lifted Chan’s shirt to see a cut on his side.

“We need to stitch this.”

“No time.”

“You could bleed out.” Minho stated.

“I’m fine. Let’s get everyone out.”

“A few of ours downstairs are taking people out back.”

“Think it was one of our guests who did this?” Chan asked quietly.

“I don’t even know.” Minho shrugged.

Chan nodded, wincing. “How’s it look downstairs?”

“Not as bad.”

“Good. Get all the medical supplies out back so we can tend to people.” 

“Chan-”

“Go.” Chan ordered.

Minho hurried downstairs, doing as he was told. Chan took off the remnants of his shirt and tied it around his waist to hopefully slow the bleeding.

“Hey.” Seungcheol flashed a flashlight he found. “You’re hurt.”

“I’m fine. Let’s get everyone out so we can do a headcount.”

“I called 9-1-1. Fire department should be on the way.”

Chan nodded. “Thanks.”

Within the next eight minutes, the fire department arrived, followed by a police car and an ambulance. They helped the boys remove everyone from the house, the alphas doing a headcount to make sure everyone was accounted for. Triage was set up in the back, the paramedics tending to the boys. Doctor Quinn was also called and she was helping the medics tend to everyone. 

The firefighters put out the top level’s fire, sweeping all the rooms for any remaining people. While doing so, they found some shrapnel and brought it down to Chan.

“These were the culprits.” he said. “It looks like parts of a grenade or bomb type of device.”

Chan inspected the pieces, trying to make sense of it all.

“Captain, there’s no one else inside.”

Chan looked behind the fire captain in front of him to the firefighter who spoke. “What? No, we’re missing y/n.”

“We swept every room, sir.” The firefighter said.

“Sweep them again.” Chan practically growled. “She’s not out here with us.” 

“Chan…” Minho started to say.

“If you’re not going to do your job, I’ll do it.” Chan pushed the shrapnel back at the Captain, making his way to the house.

Hyunjin ran after him. “Chan. Chan, wait...”

“No, we have to find her.” Chan shrugged him off.

“Chan, she’s not in there.”

Chan stopped, looking at him confused.

Hyunjin sighed. “I saw her head outside with Hudson, who, conveniently, isn't here either.”

“When?”

“Maybe five, ten minutes before the blast.”

Chan purses his lips ready to riot. He looks around, fists balled. 

“I knew we shouldn’t have brought his ass back here.” Minho said. “He’s probably been working with Reed the whole time. Reed’s probably behind this whole thing.” 

“He should be locked up by now.” Hyunjin noted.

“I heard he’s evading the police. Currently on the run.” Jaebeom spoke, walking over to join them. He too was scratched up with some blood on his shirt, but he was doing alright.

“We need to fan out and search.” Chan spoke, wincing at his side with stitches.

“Chan, if Reed did this… Hudson was in on it and she’s in the wind.” Jaebeom whispered, as if afraid to admit what they were all thinking.

“We just got everyone back together.” Hyunjin shook his head. 

“Do we have everyone from the house?” An officer asked as Doctor Quinn.

“Yes. We swept the house. Heard they’re missing two that managed to escape the blast though.” she informed the officer.

The officer nodded, jotting in a notepad. “Any casualties?” 

“Five DOA. Three in critical that were sent to the nearest hospital.”

She wrote down the numbers and then went over to Chan. “I heard two of your people are in the wind.”

“One of our people. The other kidnapped her.” Minho corrected.

“Do you think he was involved in the explosion?”

“Him and his brother.” Chan said, holding his chin high. “Reed and Hudson Kang.”

The officer looked up from her notepad. “Reed Kang?”

“Yes, ma’am.” 

“He was here?”

“I didn’t see him. But he wants y/n for his own pack. If she’s not here, he probably has her.”

The officer nods, speaking into her walkie for the police to set up a perimeter and be on the lookout for Reed Kang in a twenty mile radius from the Greenridge Manor.

“Thank you.” she says and hurries off to talk with her partner.

Chan turned around and looked at the chaos. 

“Crazy how fast the night changes…” Chan shook his head.

“You should sit down.” Doctor Quinn reminded.

“I’ll sit when we find y/n.”

“You know you can’t be what she needs if you don’t take care of yourself first.” Doctor Quinn raises her eyebrows at him.

Sighing, he gives in and lets her tend to his wounds. She takes care, cleaning him up and putting a few stitches at his hairline.

“Chan!” Jeongin calls from the tent, hurrying behind it.

“What’s going on?” Chan asks, leaving Doctor Quinn before she can wipe off all the blood.

As he comes around the tent, he sees you walking out of the woods, hands bloody and shaking.

“Y/n!” He exclaims, rushing to your side. “Are you okay!?”

He takes your hands in his, looking you over. The boys come rushing over too, relieved to see you.

“It’s not mine.” you say, looking up at them with teary eyes. “You’re okay?”

“Yes, we’re okay. Where were you!?”

“I’m sorry. I thought we could trust him.” you began to sob.

Chan held you into his chest, letting you cry. “Shhh… it’s okay, darling. We all did.”

“Was it Reed who did this?” Minho asked, not bothering to hide the disdain from his voice.

“Yes.” you say, sniffling and raising your head from Chan. “Hudson brought me out here to talk about our parents. He said Reed killed them as revenge for selling us. When I wanted to come back inside, he grabbed my arm. Then the explosion…”

“It’s okay…it’s not your fault.” Minho comforted.

“I shouldn’t have let him come back home with us after the day in court.” you say, shaking your head.

“Y/n… you can’t blame yourself. You didn’t know.” Minho rubs your back.

“You want to see the good in everyone… give them the benefit of the doubt. And I love that about you.” Chan says, looking into your eyes and smiling. 

“But look where that got us…” you gesture to the house.

“It’s just a house. Plus it’s not completely ruined. We just have to do a little remodeling.” Chan shrugged.

“How is everyone?” you ask, biting your lip in worry.

“Hurt, but okay.”

“Did anyone…die?”

Chan and Minho exchanged glances.

“Oh god.” you cry, hiding your face in Chan’s chest once more. 

He held you, letting you cry it out. You were shaking as he did, unable to stop yourself. He knew you were going to try and blame yourself for all this, but he would spend the rest of his life convincing you otherwise.

The boys were all tended to and stitched up. Most had minor injuries already healing. A few had some burns, cuts, or broken limbs from the falling debris. Mild concussions were also mentioned. But once all the police statements were taken and everyone was given the all clear by the paramedics, they began to head out. Doctor Quinn said she would check in with them in a few days.

Chan had purchased a house a few years back as a little getaway retreat, so he decided to bring everyone there. The pack went shopping for a few necessities on the way, then went to the house to freshen up. 

The other alphas were in mourning, bringing their people home. They had funerals to plan and wanted to be home for that. They were devastated but did not blame you or your pack for what happened tonight. It was a time of war and they were now more invested than ever in Reed’s takedown.

How you all got so lucky as to not lose anyone… that was a blessing no one questioned.

At the house, you were all sitting on the couch taking a breather. Jisung had a broken arm that would heal in the next day or so. Jeongin has a sprained ankle while everyone else was scratched and bruised for the most part. You had been quiet, not saying much the whole time.

“So, where is Hudson now?” Felix asks.

“I don’t know.” you mumble with a shrug.

“Have the police caught Reed yet?” Changbin asked.

“Not that I’ve heard.” Minho says.

Silence.

You thought back over the night, shivering at what a nightmare it was.

Suddenly, three consecutive booms sounded behind you. You flinched, Hudson shielding your body with his. Glass shards went everywhere, splinters of wood flying around amidst the smoke.

You turned around seeing the destruction. Fire started to blaze the upper level from the bedroom windows. Smoke everywhere, debris falling down around you.

“No!” you yell, tears falling from your eyes. 

You moved to rush towards the house but Hudson grabbed you.

“Let me go!” you yelled, squirming in hold.

“I can’t. Y/n please.”

“They could be dying in there. Get off me.”

Hudson wouldn’t let you go - wouldn’t let you risk your life to see who made it. Instead he carried you further into the woods. Eventually, he ran into Reed.

“Put her down.” Reed demanded.

“You ASSHOLE!” you marched right up to Reed and smacked him across the face. “I hate you. You are not my brother. You never have been and you never will.”

“Are you done?”

“Am I done?! You’re a murderer. You killed Aiden. You killed our parents. You deserve to rot in a cell!” you yell, spitting at his feet.

Not that he noticed since he was glaring at Hudson. Hudson was avoiding eye contact, shrinking away from his anger.

“You told her?” Reed growled.

“It was the only way I could get her out of the house…” Hudson muttered.

“You fucking idiot!” Reed yelled, lunging at Hudson and snatching him up by the collar of his dress shirt.

Deciding you weren’t wasting anymore time, you walk away from them, only for one of Reed’s men to snatch you up. You quickly kicked him in the crotch, turning around to knee him under the chin. This only angered the other men, making them charge at you.

One pulls a knife and you dodge it, grabbing his wrist and twisting it as Changbin taught you. His hold eventually gave out, and he dropped the knife. You kicked it away, kneeing this guy in the crotch. When he doubled over, you turned to see another guy lunging for you. You dove down, crawling between his legs and stopping right in front of the knife. 

You grabbed it, standing and holding it out.

“Stay back!”

Reed laughs. You look over, noticing Hudson on the ground, favoring his head as he groans. Reed steps closer with a menacing glare.

“Get the fuck away from me.” You threaten.

“Put the knife down. We both know you’re not going to kill someone. You’ll just end up hurting yourself.”

“Try me.” you challenged.

He rolls his eyes, growing tired of your games. He lunges at you and you jump away, slicing the knife in the air. When you pull it back to you, it’s dripping blood. Surprised, you look at Reed. He turns, glaring at you as a cut on his sleeve begins to drip blood.

“You little bitch. I was trying to be nice.”

“Impossible for you, isn’t it?” 

“Take her.” Reed demands.

Another man comes over, grabbing your wrist when you move to stab him. You push against him but he’s much stronger. You smirk. He may be stronger, but he’s not smarter.

You drop the knife, catching it with your other hand and plunging it into the man’s stomach. He gasps, clutching himself as he stares wide-eyed. You pull the knife out, blood dripping from the wound.

Sirens are heard nearby and Reed gets spooked. He knew if he wanted to take you, he would have to kill your pack. Otherwise they would never stop looking for you. But with the cops just around the corner, he needed to get away before they found him. He was currently on the run, an arrest warrant having been issued after the trial.

“This will cost you. I’ll kill Chris. Just as I killed his brother.” Reed snarls before heading off into the woods, his two remaining men grabbing Hudson and dragging him along. Good riddens.

Looking at your hand covered in blood, you drop the knife. The man you stabbed laid at your feet, lifeless. You took his life. You killed a man.

You stumble backwards, frantically trying to wipe the blood off your hands. You rubbed them against each other, then on your pants, but they were stained. You look back at the man, shuddering. Then you begin running back home, following the smoke in the sky. 

“Y/n? Hello?” It was Hyunjin. 

You blinked rapidly, his face coming into focus. “Hmm?”

“You want to go shower first?” he asked, concern etched on his features.

He held your hands in his and you looked down, afraid the blood staining yours would somehow stain his too. You pulled your hands away, standing from the chair and nodding.

“Uh, okay. It’s over this way.” He led you to the hall bathroom, trying not to show his hurt from your little rejection. “There’s towels in that cabinet. Here’s your clothes.”

“Thanks.” you say.

He leaves you alone to freshen up, worried about your reaction. Upon returning to the living room, Changbin gave him a sympathetic smile. He noticed how you reacted, but neither one could blame you after tonight.

Chan was in the master bath showering while Jeongin was washing up in the other bathroom. They had to take turns, eventually rotating. Minho showered, Felix and Seungmin too before you finally turned the water off in your shower.

You stood there, numb as you finally felt like the blood was washed off. You scrubbed your hands furiously four times, them now feeling raw. Your skin was flushed and kind of stinging but you barely noticed as you stepped out. You wrapped a towel around you, turning towards the sink.

Knock, knock.

“Yeah?” you asked, your voice cracking.

Hyunjin slipped in to check on you. When he saw the state of your skin as you stepped from behind the shower curtain, he grew concerned. Your hands were bright pink, your arms and back splotchy.

“Y/n…” he breathed. “What did you do?”

You looked up at him through the reflection in the mirror, confused. He stepped closer, fingertips ghosting your skin. You follow his gaze to your hands and arms, now realizing what he meant. Had the shower been that hot?

“Felix!” Hyunjin called out. 

After a few seconds, Felix appeared. His question was answered before he could ask it. He came over, carefully looking at your skin.

“Looks life first degree burns. Love? Why did you have the water so hot?”

You shrug. “I didn’t notice.”

Felix looks back at Hyunjin.

“I killed a man.” You blurt out, unable to get his face from your memory. “I killed someone.”

“Hey, shh it’s okay.” Felix ushers you back towards the shower, turning the water on cooler. “We all have at some point. I didn’t take it well either. But it gets easier. Especially if they deserved it.”

“He definitely deserved it.” Hyunjin comments.

“It was one of Reed’s men. He was attacking me, trying to kidnap me.”

“Then it was self defense. Totally justified.” Hyunjin said.

You looked at him with a frown, not so convinced.

“Here. Let’s get some lukewarm water on these burns. Hyunjin, can you pass me the first aid kit?”

Hyunjin leaned down into the cabinets and found it, pulling it out. Once Felix felt the burns were cooled off, he dabbed them dry with a towel. Then he sat you on the toilet and put on some petroleum jelly, wrapping them. 

“Let’s avoid hot showers for a couple days, okay?” He smiled, tucking hair behind your ear.

You nod.

You went into the room you were sharing with Jisung. He didn’t say anything about the bandages but asked if you wanted to cuddle. You nodded, crawling into bed with him and letting him spoon you. After today’s craziness, you fell right asleep.

Three Days later…

You were feeling much better. Your burns were healed, as was everyone else in the pack, and you weren’t so shaken up by that night’s incidents. You came to terms with it, knowing it was for the best. You had managed to relax and just enjoy everyone’s company. 

This house was smaller, so everyone was more on top of each other as they settled in. You liked the more cozy feel but some of them were getting antsy and agitated by the closer proximity. You just laughed at the petty little arguments that were going on. 

Chan took a few of the members to go back to the house and see how it looked. Also to see if they could get some belongings from the bedrooms so they would have more clothes. They didn’t know how long it was going to take to repair, but they wanted to get it started. 

They had been there yesterday and most of today and it was quieter without them around. Today Chan was talking with a contractor about the next steps in rebuilding. Changbin stayed behind today to keep an eye on everyone so Minho could go this time.

You were tired, wondering why you didn’t sleep well last night. You announced to Changbin that you were going to take a nap.

“Want me to join you?” Changbin winked.

“Don’t you have to keep Thing 1 and Thing 2 from killing each other over that video game?” you ask with a laugh.

“Oh yeah…” Changbin rolled his eyes, looking over at Felix and Jisung.

You retreated to the bedroom, curling up in the sheets and falling asleep. You were sleeping so well, you managed a four hour nap. It would have been longer if you didn’t wake up sweating. Why was it so hot?

You groan, getting up and removing your clothes. You turned on the fan and laid on top of the covers. You fell back asleep. But it was maybe ten minutes before you woke up hot again. You go over and crack open the window, thankful the house was acres away from other houses. The cold air made your nipples hard, but it felt so much better. You sat in the chair by the window.

You weren't able to fall asleep, however, because your lower stomach started to ache. You whined, hugging yourself. 

What is happening? You wondered. 

It was hurting and the pain was only growing worse. This wasn’t because you ate bad food - this was something else. You move to stand, going to find Felix but your legs were weakened by a wave of pain that washed over you. You fell to the ground, whining and whimpering.

“Y/n?” you hear Changbin from the other side of the door.

“Binnie…” you whine.

He can hear the distress in your voice and immediately enters. He stops in his tracks, eyes blinking as he takes in the scent of the room. His dilated pupils lock onto you.

“Help. It hurts. I don’t know what’s wrong.” you cry.

Changbin shuts the door and comes over to you. He takes in your naked form, beads of sweat on your forehead and back.

“Oh baby… your heat is finally here.” Changbin coos, stroking your hair.

You look at him with wide eyes.

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[diamonddaze01]

get to know your mutuals ! tag game !

⋆｡°✩ stole this from @ylangelegy bc i also love to yap! ⋆｡°✩ read on to perceive me in ways you have never perceived me before

⋆｡°✩ what's the origin of your blog title? made the blog when i was obsessed with diamond days from seventeenth heaven. you could say the song had me in a daze.... + 01 is for my birth year! and thus diamonddaze01 was born

⋆｡°✩ favorite fandoms: does f1 count as a fandom. lmao (other than f1 and svt i'm also a deobi and ahgase)

⋆｡°✩ OTP(s)/shipname: i stand on business when it comes to dramione and zutara

⋆｡°✩ favorite color: navy blue and lavender (which is why my room is navy blue and my living room is lavender)

⋆｡°✩ favorite game: not really a big gamer, but if you wanna talk card games, i'm the self-proclaimed queen of rummy and uno

⋆｡°✩ song stuck in your head: been humming subhanallah by sreeram and shilpa rao for the past week or so!

⋆｡°✩ weirdest habit/trait? i have a tendency to fidget a lot, so i always keep a hairtie on my wrist to play with during long meetings - i've definitely learned some pretty insane knots by this point

⋆｡°✩ hobbies: singing, dancing, and trying new recipes! i love cooking and love using food as therapy, medicine, and as a love language. recently also picked up journaling!

⋆｡°✩ if you work, what's your profession? i'm an r&d engineer for a medical device company! i wanted to be a lawyer up until third year of college, but i think engineering is where i'm meant to be!

⋆｡°✩ if you could have any job you wish, what would it be? a recording artist, probably. and a bharatanatyam teacher

⋆｡°✩ something you're good at: discovered recently that i'm really good at writing test protocols (and if you think that's a cop out answer bc tara DUH tara that's your JOB - i'm also surprisingly good at rage cage and painting)

⋆｡°✩ something you're bad at: my snacking habits </3 they must be curtailed i fear

⋆｡°✩ something you love: curling up on my couch on a rainy night, queuing up some orchestral covers of pop songs, and pretending i'm in a fantasy book

⋆｡°✩ something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: as kae is now fully aware. f1 drama. i am so invested it hurts me. maybe i should start a podcast

⋆｡°✩ something you collect: unintentionally i have started collecting keyboards! eyeing an aula f99 rn. ialso collect boarding passes from all my travels (breaks my heart that we're switching to digital passes </3)

⋆｡°✩ something you forget: turning off my alarm on the weekends. i wake up in a cold sweat at 6 am on a saturday far too often

⋆｡°✩ what's your love language? physical touch and gift giving/receiving! i am a hugger unfortunately

⋆｡°✩ favorite movie/show: gonna be so stereotypical and say my fav movie of all time is either dil dhakne do or yeh jawaani hai deewani. what can i say, they're classics. favorite show has been inventing anna for almost three years now. i'm on my 8th rewatch!

⋆｡°✩ favorite food: amma's soppu kozhambu, appa's aloo paratha, my sister's tiramisu. or thai food of any kind (bonus points if it's spicy basil fried rice with pineapple)

⋆｡°✩ favorite animal: red pandas or sea otters!

⋆｡°✩ are you musical? if i'm not singing you can assume i'm DEAD. but yes, i was raised in an incredibly musical family (especially on my father's side). grew up listening to indian classical music and doing indian classical dance, started singing indian classical at the age of 6, quit at 16, joined choir at the age of 8, sang though high school, did 5 years of a cappella through college/grad school, and now i torture everyone with singing covers! (fun fact, i also did play viola from the ages of 10 and 14. i wasn't very good though)

⋆｡°✩ what were you like as a child? dramatic, loud, incredibly extroverted. loved being the center of attention (oldest grandchild things). was an absolute daddy's girl (my family used to call me papa ki pari, which translates to dad's angel)

⋆｡°✩ favorite subject at school? i'm sure everyone will be shocked when when the engineer says math and physics. numbers have always made sense to me and they feel like a puzzle that just needs the right piece to fit perfectly. there's something satisfying about the logic and structure of it all (can you tell i'm the most left-brained, type-a person you'll ever meet)

⋆｡°✩ least favorite subject? this one shocked me at first too, but i am absolutely ass at coding. if you gave me the choice between coding or ten rounds in a cage with an angry, territorial kangaroo, i would choose the kangaroo every. single. time. the logic has always made sense to me, but debugging is my mortal enemy.

⋆｡°✩ what's your best character trait? i think i perform well under pressure! (executive dysfunction + perfectionism + academic validation kink + start-up things ig)

⋆｡°✩ what's your worst character trait? i struggle with managing my emotions sometimes and they definitely get the better of me. i also am a bit of a cynicist and have a hard time not automatically believing in the worst-case scenario

⋆｡°✩ if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? i wish i had been a little less pushy during a meeting earlier today. kind of soured everyone's moods, even though we did all get to an understanding later on.

⋆｡°✩ if you could travel in time who would you like to meet? my grandma when she was younger. she talks a lot about how she loved who she was in college, studying music. i wish i could meet the girl she was before she became a wife, a mother, and a grandmother. i think i could learn a lot

⋆｡°✩ recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love): i will wax poetic about this fic until i die but: unforgiven by @haologram - one of the first fics i ever annotated. athena!seungkwan lives in my head endlessly. one of the best pieces of fiction i've ever read. i'm a sucker for greek mythology and alta wrote the characters and the story so well, i was in tears by the end of it

⋆｡°✩ if you want to do this yourself, just say i tagged you! <3

[mymoodwriting]

2.3k, divine intervention, coup, coronation, talks of engagement (@tardis-world @starillusion13)

“What do we do now?”

“I’m not sure…”

Everyone was staring at you, perplexed by the scene. It was eerily quiet for a moment and Jinyoung tried to approach you, only to be thrown against the wall, partially embedded in it. Chaos ensued from there. The other guards around you tried to subdue you, but they couldn’t get close. Any one who tried to make a move against you was thrown away from you by some invisible force. The guests were all trying to leave the room, crowding around the door in a panic. Chan and the others were trying to push past them, needing to stay with you.

‘You and your clan will pay for your transgressions against the royal bloodline.’

Jinyoung was pulled from the wall, brought over to your side, being held in the air and choked. He tried to speak, but he could barely breathe.

“Goddess!”

Chan pushed out of the crowd and stumbled forward. He scrambled over to the platform, although as he got close he was stopped, lifted up into the air as well.

‘You are?’

“Apologies… goddess… I… I’m a… royal guard…”

‘Hm.’ The goddess took a moment. ‘Indeed you are.’

The rest of the boys were pulled forward and they were all forced on their knees. They kept quiet, and Chan was eventually released, falling to his knees as well.

“Please accept my apology for failing in my duty.” Chan stated. “I should have better taken care of the princess.”

‘You did what you were meant to do, for that I cannot fault you.’

A blinding white light took them all by surprise and then they were no longer in the throne room. They seemed to be in space once again, surrounded by the stars.

“Y/n!”

Changbin had noticed you laying down a few feet away, rushing over to you. The others soon followed. They all surrounded you, Changbin holding you in his arms. Moments ago you had been unconscious, but soon you began to wake. The first thing you noticed was a familiar face, making you smile.

“Changbin…”

“Are you alright?”

“I… I think so…”

“Everything is going to be okay.” Chan assured. “I promise.”

“What’s going on? What happened…?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you the whole truth. I was going to when the time was right, but things didn’t go to plan. Precautions always have to be taken.”

“What do you mean?”

“The crown isn’t just a means of keeping the kingdom safe and well, but a direct connection to the goddess. Usually it is a means to gain wisdom and to show the goddess that the kingdom is thriving. Although considering your situation she must have known something was off and decided to help. After all, she made a deal with your family, and no one else.”

“What’s happening out there?”

“The goddess seems to be dealing with the traitors, so everything will be okay.”

“Will it?”

“Of course we have to rebuild.” Minho mentioned. “But we shall do it together.”

“No one can know about the crown or the goddess.” Chan reminded. “Especially your connection to her.”

“I… I know…”

You began to feel exhausted, passing out in Changbin’s arms. He began to shake you, but you were unresponsive. Then the world turned white again. The boys found themselves back in the throne room. It was quiet, and soon they realized there was no one but them and you, except you weren’t you.

“Goddess…”

‘The ahgase clan and its supporters are no more. The rest I leave to you.’

“Thank you, goddess. I apologize for the trouble.”

‘It is a great burden you carry. Take care of your Queen.’

“We shall.”

You collapsed to the floor, Seungmin quickly running over to catch you. The glow had left your eyes and body, and you seemed to be asleep now.

“She’s breathing.” Seungmin said. “She’s okay.”

“She’s gonna need a lot of rest.” Jisung added. “We should probably move her to her room.”

“Seungmin, you come with me to get her majesty to rest.” Chan ordered. “The rest of you free our allies from their prison cells and triple check the palace. No one but those we trust are allowed on the grounds.”

Everyone followed the orders without question. Chan and Seungmin got you back to your room, laying to rest and guarding you. Over the next few days you remained unconscious, the boys taking turns looking after you and making sure you were alright. While they waited on you they began to restore order in the palace, trying to keep the previous events under wraps. 

“Hm…”

You groaned as you began to regain consciousness, slowly opening your eyes. It wasn’t hard to recognize your room, and being somewhere familiar put you at ease. Although you suddenly remembered your coronation, bolting up in bed.

“Easy your majesty.”

“Jeongin…”

“You still need rest.”

“I… what happened?”

“Everything’s okay now. No one is going to hurt you.”

“Jinyoung… the bond… it’s gone… how-”

“He’s gone.”

“Huh?”

“The entire ahgase clan is gone, and we have traitors imprisoned as well.”

“It’s over…”

“Yes. We can start anew.”

“Are the others okay?”

“Yes. I’ll let them know you’re awake, and also get you some food. You must be hungry.”

“Yeah…”

Despite having been sleeping for so long, you still felt tired. It was hard to let go of this weight on your shoulder because it wasn’t really gone. Maybe you weren’t a prisoner anymore, but you still had a great responsibility. And you were the only one who could carry it. You laid back down and a while later Jeongin came back with some food. While you ate you asked him to tell you about what had been going on. You trusted them to take care of things in your absence, but your break time was over.

Chan and Minho had been restructuring the guards, going over potential new recruits and deciding who was worthy of the position, as well as who could actually be trusted. Jisung, Felix, and Seungmin were rebuilding the staff for the palace. Trying their best to get the positions filled so things can continue as normal. Changbin and Hyunjin were keeping watch and making sure nothing bad happened. The whole place had remained on alert since that day, and it probably wasn’t gonna let up anytime soon.

You wanted to see the others, to make sure everyone was okay. Jeongin was against the idea, saying you still needed rest, but you assured him you would get back in bed once you saw them. He relented and helped you up, staying at your side while you walked around the palace. The place really was so quiet, and still seemed rather empty. You had been locked in your room for a long time now, so to actually freely walk the halls, it was refreshing, and upsetting. There were so many memories of this place, so many people you had spent time with here, and now it was just you. Of course you weren’t really alone, but you had lost a part of you forever.

You went outside to meet with Chan and Minho, embracing them in a tight hug. You couldn’t help the tears, and the boys did their best to sooth you. There was a lot to catch up on, but now wasn’t the time. You were just glad to know they were alright, and doing their best to keep things on track. After seeing them you went to find the others, practically going through the same roller coaster of emotions. You were just so happy to see that everyone was safe and okay. As promised you returned to your room once you saw everyone with your own eyes. You rested up some more, but you knew you needed to get back up on your feet.

There was a lot of work to do, and you had to get started sooner rather than later. Once you were well enough to get out of bed you spent your time in the library. You had so much to study up on, and figure out how you were going to run a whole kingdom. The first thing you wanted to look at was the record of the previous rulers, figuring you could learn from their time on the throne. You had never looked at this book before, and you figured maybe one day you would when it was time to update it. That is what you needed to do now, but not in the way you had hoped. A few tears slid down your cheek but you wiped them away. You hadn’t really had the time to properly mourn your family, and unfortunately now wasn’t the time either. 

Things needed to be rebuilt before you could rest and grieve. You wouldn’t want to wish this on anyone, but it was your reality for now. So you spent your days playing catch up, learning everything you needed to in order to take the throne properly. Once the boys had vetted the staff members as well as potential tutors you took the next step in your studies. You had a lot to go over in regards to the political affairs, and history of the kingdom. There had been a forced peace through the ahgase clan, but with them no gone things have fallen to chaos. Previous members of the resistance were working to keep the peace but order had to be restored soon. You had to properly step up.

“We need to set the date for the coronation.”

“Your majesty, you don’t-”

“I asked for the coronation to happen last time.” You admitted. “It was my decision to wear the crown then, and it is mine now.”

“You’ve worn it before.” Hyunjin said. “The kingdom is doing well, there’s no need to rush things right now.”

“There is still chaos. It’s been that way since the coup. Even now, I haven’t restored order.”

“It’s a process.” Jisung reminded. “Things won’t be alright overnight.”

“Yes, but the people still need to be assured that everything will be okay in the end. Last time the ahgase clan kept things under wraps for the coronation, it was all fake anyway, but this time I want it out in the open. The people need to see me take on the crown. To show them that peace is being restored. They’ve always trusted in my family. I may not have been the original bearer of the crown, but I am qualified to be their queen.”

“It could be dangerous.”

“That’s why I have all of you, plus those you trust. I’m not going to change my mind on this.”

“Understood.” Chan said. “We’ll begin preparations.”

“Thank you.”

Traditionally the whole family would be involved in preparation, and since it was just you there was a lot you needed to manage. Before you had no say in anything, and now it’s all on your shoulders. It kept you busy and distracted, even bringing you some joy from seeing the excitement on everyone’s face. This was a joyous occasion after all. Although it was a bit strange to find yourself wearing the coronation outfit again so soon. Then again the first time didn’t count. The boys all came to see you before the ceremony took place.

“You look wonderful, your majesty.”

“Thank you, I’m glad you’re all here with me now.”

“Of course.”

“There is something I want to discuss with you all today.”

“Is everything alright?” Felix asked. “If the matter isn’t important, wouldn’t it be better to discuss it after the ceremony.”

“It is important. Officially becoming the queen is one way to create peace, but soon there would be criticism of me.”

“In regards to what?”

“My marital status.”

“Your majesty, this isn’t something you need to worry about right now.” Minho said. “This is something for down the line.”

“That may be so, but I want to make my intentions clear with you all today.”

“What do you mean?”

“I want…  no… I intend to make one of you my king.”

“Excuse me.” Changbin questioned. “You want one of us to be your king.”

“Yes.”

“I… why?” Minho wondered. “I don’t mean to be rude… just… one of us…”

“A lot has happened… but you’re still the only people I trust, the only ones I can trust to the very end. I understand what I am saying is a bit much, but I won’t be changing my mind.”

“Do you truly intend for one of us to be king?” Jeongin said. “That might not look well.”

“You’re my royal guards, I’ve known you all since I was young. We grew up together, so there would be understanding there. Besides, after what happened, I’m not exactly eager to marry another clan. I’m sure the people would understand but even then. I wouldn’t feel safe with anyone else.”

“If that is what you truly want, we shall honor it.” Chan stated. “We’ll do our best at your side.”

“Thank you. I know it’s a lot I’ve dropped on you, and I still need to think things over, but I’m glad you understand. It may seem ridiculous, I know, but you’re certainly more prepared than I am to run a kingdom.”

“We will always be at your side, your majesty.”

“I know. Shall we proceed?” 

“We shall.”

You proceeded with the coronation as planned. Seeing all the people gathered, it put you at ease despite having to place the crown on your head. This time there was no blinding light and no wrong to right. Today was a day to give the people hope that the kingdom would be alright, and seeing them gave you that same assurance. You had prepared a little speech, mentioning your hardships but also telling the people that together you would all move forward. They seemed to believe in your words, and you promised yourself you would deliver.

‘Congratulations, your majesty.’

(Previous //)

[justmochi]

[#JENN🌙 Weverse]

230616 22:45

➸ From my day off recently 🥰

➸ Did everyone eat a nice dinner?

➸ I just got home from Harlan County 🥳

➸ I’ve been sleeping very well these days. What about ahgases?

➸ I think I’ve loosened up a lot since my first show. I don’t get as nervous anymore

➸ Of course I still have worries when waking up

➸ Taking food recommendations now

➸ Should I turn on Weverse live while I eat?

➸ I will see you in a bit then!

[namjoohyuk]

sometimes is so embarrassing to be an army… now they’re harassing mark and bambam from got7 on insta and twitter bc they got a 7 tattoo but apparently ONLY BTS CAN DO THAT… 😭 why must they act like this 😭 as if ahgases haven’t gone through enough grief already 😭 they really wake up and chose clownery every morning 😭

Honestly i hope yugyeom gets a 7 tramp stamp and shuts them the fuck up

i am constantly amazed at how armys continue to put me in such uncomfortable positions bc here i am defending bambam’s creepy ass 😪

but seriously wtf is their problem? even if i wasn’t a got7 fan, if i heard that there was another group out there whose members genuinely loved each other enough to get matching tattoos, i would be so ecstatic for them and their fans.

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[jjproject]

did someone say angelic?

[highflyerwings]

The day Ahgases stop moving like Kpop stans is the day we’re finally free.

[defsbeom]

These dorks make me so incredibly happy and I don’t think I had it in me to laugh today and they somehow managed to go live and make me giggle so hard I had tears in my eyes. 

[letsgogatsebenguys]

GOT7 【WINTER HEPTAGON】

WINTER VER.

YUGYEOM

✦2025.01.20 6PM (KST)

[blu-joons]

The Encore ~ Got7 Reaction

Mark:

A hand shaking your body slowly caused you to stir as you looked across and saw Mark staring back at you. “You’ve got to wake up Y/N.”

Your eyes glanced across at the clock, 12:47am, letting go of a loud yawn. “Why did you let me sleep just to wake me up an hour later?”

He let go of a light giggle, pulling you up to sit beside him. “I didn’t want to see it launch alone, I wanted you with me.”

“I thought you said that it was going out at six, aren’t we early?”

“Korean time, but we’re not there anymore,” he reminded you.

You let go of a groan as you rested your head against his shoulder. “As much as I love being here, time zones are not my friend with all of your Korean promotions going on.”

“I promise that this one will be worth it, I can’t wait to see what you think,” he whispered down to you, “did I tell you that I helped to produce the video for all of this?”

“You’ve told me thousands of times,” you laughed, placing his laptop in front of you both, “but luckily I find it cute that you’re so excited about it.”

A loud sigh came from him, “it’s just nice having the freedom now to do all of the things that I’ve wanted to do for so many years.”

“I’m excited for your fans to see how talented you are.”

JB:

He couldn’t help but smile as he looked through the reactions of the fans as Encore launched for them all to see. “They all seem to like it.”

You stretched across to press a kiss against his cheek, “I told you that the fans would like it, they know now that you’ve not abandoned them.”

He hummed against the side of your head, “now I hope they’ll believe all of my promises that we’re not going anywhere.”

“The fans always knew that the seven of you would disappear.”

“It always worried me that they would though,” he sighed.

You turned around so that the two of you were sat face to face. “Jaebum, I always told you that you didn’t need to worry about that, and the video should just prove that to you.”

“It does,” he whispered, resting his forehead against yours. “I just hope that the fans realise that because of this that we’re really not going to leave their sided.”

“You overthink anything,” you laughed against him, “Encore is exactly what the fans needed from the seven of you, so now you don’t need to worry.”

His hands pressed against your cheeks carefully, “thank you for listening to me fret so much over the last month and supporting me.”

“I’ll support you through everything, you know that.”

Jackson:

His eyes looked to you as soon as the credits for Encore came up on the screen. “So, what did you think?” He asked, looking hopefully at you.

The corners of your mouth slowly turned up into a smile. “I liked it, but I’m still bitter that you never told me you were planning to do this.”

Yet another apology came from his lips, “I wanted to tell you, but we decided that this was just going to be a complete secret from everyone.”

“But I’m your girlfriend, don’t I deserve to find out about all of these things?”

“You’re my girlfriend, but also an ahgase, who loves spoilers,” he scolded.

Your lips pursed together as Jackson knew he had a point. “I would never have told the fans about something as exciting as this, I would have managed to keep it quiet.”

“There’s no way that you would have kept quiet,” he laughed, tickling against your hips. “You’re the worst for telling the fans about our projects.”

“I can’t help being a fan of you,” you whined, “but I really do love the song, you’ve all worked so hard to create something magical.”

His head nodded, “we wanted to make sure it was perfect, we wanted for the fans to completely fall in love with it.”

“I, and the rest of your fans, have definitely loved it.”

Jinyoung:

You stretched out and paused the video as you watched Jinyoung’s arms wrap around Jackson and pull him into his lap. “Why have you paused it now?”

Your head shook as he tried to reach out for you, “I can’t believe you let Jackson of all people sit in your lap, that’s where I sit.”

Jinyoung’s eyes rolled at your reaction, “it had been a little while since I saw him, I only grabbed him because I missed being around him.”

“It still feels like a betrayal in my opinion, do you prefer Jackson?”

“Of course, I don’t,” he laughed, “just come sit in my lap again.”

You tried to stand your ground, but Jinyoung was far too strong, pulling you down on top of him. “It doesn’t feel the same knowing Jackson sat here.”

“I nearly asked them to cut that bit of the video, I wish I did now,” he chuckled, bouncing you up and down, “it really is no big deal.”

“I’ll remind you of that next time Jaebum tries to get me to cuddle up to me on movie nights,” you teased, watching his eyes widen.

Jinyoung’s head shook straight away, “that’s different, Jaebum only does that to wind me up, sitting Jackson on me was harmless.”

“Jaebum is always harmless, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Youngjae:

As the video came to an end, you couldn’t help but throw your arms tightly around Youngjae. “You alright?” He laughed, glancing back at you.

Your head nodded, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. “It’s just nice to see you so happy, I’ve not seen your smile that big for a long time.”

His arms pressed to your hips, “that’s because I am at the happiest, I’ve been in a long time. We’ve finally got to do something for the seven of us.”

“It feels like I’ve got the old Youngjae back, you’re just you again.”

“The freedom certainly has been nice,” he whispered beside you.

Your hand moved through to brush through the ends of his hair, “I can see how much fun you all had making this, especially by the look in your eyes.”

“For once, we had no one to tell us no,” he chuckled, “having our creative freedom back was certainly something we took advantage of.”

“Rightly so,” you assured him, pulling back to meet his eyes, “you’ve all been held back for far too long, and now you can do your thing.”

His head nodded in agreement, “I’m glad you feel like you’ve got me back again too, I feel like I’m being back to the proper Youngjae too.”

“I never lost you, but now, I’ve just got more of you.”

BamBam:

You walked down the stairs to see BamBam laying down on the sofa with Latte on his chest. “What’s got you smiling so widely my love?”

You turned your phone around so BamBam could see, “Encore already has a million views, you only uploaded it a few hours ago.”

His head shook, pushing himself up on the sofa. “You’re just messing with me, there’s no way that it could be that high so quickly.”

“I’m being serious, have a look if you don’t believe me yourself.”

“Do you realise how much a million is?” He chuckled.

He took your phone, letting go of a cackle when he saw seven digits on the view count. “See, I wasn’t making it up, it looks like the fans have gone crazy over this.”

“I always said we had the best fan base in the world,” he laughed, handing your phone back to you. “I need to tweet or something and let them know we’re thankful.”

“The fans already know you’re thankful, that’s the whole reason that Encore was released,” you reminded him, “you did it for them.”

His head nodded, smiling softly back over at him. “I never expected that this would get such a huge reaction that it has.”

“Really? Because I always knew the fans would love it.”

Yugyeom:

As the video came to an end, you turned to face Yugyeom with open eyes. “What did you think?” He asked, trying to gauge your reaction.

Your hand reached out and hit his arm gently, “since when were you such a good slow dancer, how have you never shown me that?”

His head shook in disbelief at what had caught your attention. “We were only messing around, it’s not like I can really slow dance.”

“Why don’t we try it? You can show me the moves you used with Jackson.”

“You really want me to slow dance with you?” He asked.

Your head nodded, pulling you up from the sofa and placing your hands against his shoulders. “If you can twirl Jackson around, then you should definitely twirl me around too.”

“Oh, I can definitely twirl you around,” he whispered into your ear, placing his hands on your waist, lifting you up into the air and spinning you around.

“Yugyeom!” You yelled at the sudden speed that he moved you around at. “I’m sure you were a lot more delicate with Jackson in the video.”

He placed you down on your feet, “I don’t do this with Jackson though,” he smiled, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips.

“That is something you definitely save only for me.”

---

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[lovtalk]

I’m on my got7-updates mode

[beyoncesdragon]

hello can i request a got7 reaction to s/o getting hate from ahgase? thank you dear

I hope you like this!

「GOT7 reaction to s/o getting hate from aghase」

Jᴀᴇʙᴇᴏᴍ ༄

First he would just ignore it, maybe post a picture of you just because and out of spite because oh boho he loves you and what. about. it. If it would cross the line however, he’d just call single people out. Front up Dispatch, that man is over and through with them and since no contract is holding him back, watch him go off. JB Style.

Mᴀʀᴋ ༄

“Hey Guys...” yes a YouTube video. Of course. Maybe his first, but not to like, defend you but to introduce you to aghase! As soon as he’d sense the hate getting more and blown out of proportion, he’d do everything to show the world how wonderful you are. Not that he’d have to and none of you owe anyone an explanation but guys look how cute you are. Please.

Jᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ ༄

He would be so sad. Because we all know how much Jackson loves aghase and he would be absolutely heartbroken. He would definitely speak up about it, maybe during an Instagram live and gently ask for the hate to stop and probably keep it low all at once for a few days. Would be one hundred percent focused on making you feel loved.

Jɪɴʏᴏᴜɴɢ ༄

Wouldn’t hesitate to call shit out. He did it before and I’d put my hands in fire for it, he would definitely not just let it slide. If there’s a hateful comment during a vlive or on Instagram he’d either immediately mention the username of the hateful person and directly address it or quit the live. Jinyoung did not wake up today or any day to have people trash talking you, nu-hu hunny.

Yᴏᴜɴɢᴊᴀᴇ ༄

Shocked boi. Wouldn’t understand how his lovely fans would suddenly turn on him (or you). Would try to talk it out with the whole fanbase somehow, go off social media for a few days to just try to give you all his attention, subtly trying to get your mind off the subject.

Bᴀᴍʙᴀᴍ ༄

I feel like he’d go full on defense. He’s not one to pick fights over Twitter but oh boy. He better not catch someone body shaming you or talking shit, or trying to bring you down because you’re the best thing that has ever happened to him and you make him so happy and how dare you. Would try to hide the means comments from you, most definitely.

Yᴜɢʏᴇᴏᴍ ༄

Immediately snaps. Immediately. He loves you so much and oh my god why can’t people see how wonderful you are? They don’t even know you? How? Dare? They? In the end, he’d probably get more worked up than you which probably ends up helping you to deal with it, funny enough.

➳m.list ➳got7 m.list

[btsxmalereaders]

1:31 AM

Pairing: Im Jaebeom x male reader

Genre: angst

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🎵 잘 지내야해 1:31 AM

[I am always drowned in the thoughts of you. I get exhausted from crying, but I look for traces of you again...]

The patter of the rain hitting the window has been the only thing that has set the gloomy place for the last couple of hours.

The catheter placed with an uncomfortable sticky tape on the back of your hand feels heavier and heavier. Your eyelids shutting even when you try to keep them open. You're tired despite only spending all the time laying on that stretcher.

Some nurses come from time to time to make sure you're comfortable and you only nod tightly to the questions they make; a routine that you don't have the energy to hate.

Of course, not all days are like this. Sometimes you wake up in a good mood and the personnel would take you out to the small garden behind the hospital, pulling your wheelchair since you're still weak, but it is still something. You would smile and take the sun on good days like those, and if a familiar visited,  they would bring you your painting tools for you to clear your head and have a good time.

But you haven't had good days, lately.

Your friends called you constantly and, when you had enough energy to respond, you tried to put your best smile for them.

You didn't see it as a bad thing, though. They didn't need to know that you were going through thick.

But there was someone you couldn't lie to.

"The receptionist told me 'You can see your fiancé now.'" Jaebeom says as he walks towards you, placing a cute bouquet of flowers on the small table next to you. He looks stunning and always walks in with the hugest smile on his face to greet you. Probably to lift up your mood, too. "Was that an insinuation?"

You can't help but giggle at that, "Maybe. But also they wouldn't let you in if I said you were only my boyfriend. And I don't want to keep this lie."

"Then I better hurry up, right?" He smiles, placing a kiss on your forehead and dragging the chair next to you, taking seat as he grabs your hand tightly. "As soon as you are discharged, I'll put a ring on your finger. I promise."

You keep the big smile to him and cup his cheek with your free hand, being careful because of the catheter. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you so much more," He murmurs. His semblance suddenly changing. "We've been really busy with the tour now that it is starting soon, I'm sorry. I wish I could see you everyday."

"It's okay, love. I understand."

A silence sets in after that. Jaebeom closes his eyes and enjoys your touch for a moment while you observe him in detail; every mole, every mark on his skin, his warm breath against your wrist and his grip on your hand, as if he would never want to let you go.

When he opens his eyes again they're full of tears. You don't even recall when was the last time you've seen him cry.

"Why are you crying? What's wrong?" You ask, sliding your thumb across his cheek to erase every trace of tears falling down.

"I'm sorry," Jaebeom softly whispers. "I hate that I can't do anything else for you."

You sigh, bringing him closer and moving a little, making a space for him to cuddle with you. "Come here. Don't cry."

He does as told, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, calming his nervousness with heavy breaths. It breaks your heart to see him like this.

Your boyfriend gets to calm himself as minutes pass by, with the help of your hand tracing circles on his back, and sweet words whispered to his ears.

You two get to talk properly afterwards, telling each other about how your days have been, although Jeobeom did most of the talk and you only listened, occasionally commenting about it and also asking about your friends.

"As usual, the boys send you greetings and hugs, but only I get to do that, right?" He chuckles, kissing your forehead for the nth time and making you blush. "They might even pop up at the videocall tonight since we'll be rehearsing."

"That's good, don't tell them I said this, but I actually miss seeing their faces and hearing their voices everyday."

Jaebeom laughs at that. "No wonder why I see Bambam sending you voice notes all the time."

A nurse comes back a moment later to let you know that the visiting hours is now over, so Jaebeom stands up and kisses you goodbye, "Don't forget that-"

"-we have a date. For dinner at half past eight. As we do almost every night. Of course I won't forget."

He smiles at you and kisses you again. "And that I love you."

"I love you too." You murmur with a smile and see him walk out of the room.

The nurse changes the serum, as usual, and you only stare at her, not knowing if you should ask...

"Is everything alright, ____?" She asks.

You've known her for a while now, it's almost as if you two were friends, but still, you were still undecided about something that has been in the back of your head for a couple of days.

"Noona, could you do something for me?"

GOT7's tour was about to kick off two weeks after that visit, although it wasn't the last one. Jaebeom did make sure to visit you whenever he could; after rehearsing or even skipping his time to have meals to rush in to the hospital -thing that you obviously scolded him for, but he promised he would get something in his way back-. He also made sure to show you clips of the rehearsals and some videos with messages from the boys for you, which you truly loved.

However, even if that lifted your spirits, it wasn't enough to make you feel better from the terrible days you've had. Not only you couldn't move and hang out as you did weeks ago, but you were feeling so weak that most of the time you would spend it sleeping. In one of Jaebeom's visit you two were talking until you fell asleep, and next thing you know he was saying goodbye again with a worried expression on his face.

And the worst thing is that you didn't have to be a genius to know the reason why. The disguised words you heard from your doctor were enough confirmation for you to know what was about to come.

And you definitely weren't ready for it.

"So? You got good news for me?" You ask the nurse once you see her entering the room.

She tilts her head and sees the hope shining in your eyes, despite looking so small and weak. "Yes. I talked with the doctors and they gave the authorization."

And that was enough for you to feel happy for the rest of the day.

"Are you sure you are okay?"

Unlike other days, today you have woken up happy and eager to go out. You suppose it is normal because you have anxiously waited for this day to come

You nod as an answer and the nurses carefully help you to get ready. 

To say you were nervous was an understatement. You weren't even sure how did the idea come to mind, but you were really determined to do it. And as you get in the van, you quickly send a message to Jinyoung to let him know that you were on your way there.

You've thoroughly planned all this; after all, it was a surprise for Jaebeom.

Of course he couldn't believe his eyes. He froze in his place while the boys almost ran to hug you; Jinyoung pushing the chair behind you and telling them to be careful, but you were too happy to even care about the bone crushing hugs you were receiving. It was all you wanted.

Jaebeom walks slowly to you and gives you a hug when they're done, letting out a sigh he didn't even know he was holding.

"Really? H-how did you even- Are you okay?" He asks, concerned, to which you laugh and nod.

"I'm good, hyungie. The doctor allowed it and I've been wanting to see you out of the hospital." You murmur, holding his hands. "And what kind of boyfriend and ahgase I'd be if I didn't attend your first concert of this new tour?"

They all seem very happy because they haven't seen you in a long time, so it's not surprising that everyone is around you all the time in backstage, asking you lots of questions and updating you on everything that happened since the last time they saw you, although no big news since you're used to chat and videocall them quite often.

While they are fascinated to have you there, Jaebeom seems to be more quiet and with a worried expression, indecipherable. You wonder if he knows or at least suspects about the reason behind it.

The concert finally starts and after more worried looks from your boyfriend, you decide to see from the first row the entire show. Even Yugyeom got you a lightstick for you to cheer them up, and Jaebeom stressed that whatever you needed you could ask anyone from the staff.

It goes pretty well, and you didn't feel uncomfortable or bad at all, but that didn't stop your boyfriend from making sure you were indeed okay every time he could; approaching the side of the stage right where you stayed and nodding in your direction from time to time, and the fans close to you were respectful and careful with your space.

Jaebeom gets somewhat sentimental while performing some songs, and when he stares back at you, you know it. He knows it.

So the first thing he does when the concert is over and gets to backstage is kneel in front of you and cry on your lap.

The boys don't understand the situation, but they leave you two alone for a moment, thinking that maybe their leader was too emotional tonight.

"What are you hiding from me? What have the doctors said?" He gets to babble while the tears are covering his face.

You're hurt from seeing him crumble like this in front of you, so you cry too, holding his hands and tracing circles on their back, trying to calm him down.

"Nothing you don't already know," You say. "You've seen me. I'm not doing well, and... I just had this feeling, I had to see you again, one last t-"

"No." He stops you. The lump on his throat making it harder to speak. "Don't say that. Please."

"Hyung, I'm sorry." You murmur, now caressing his back and placing a kiss on his head. "Please forgive me."

Before going back to the hospital, you say goodbye to your friends, who seem to now be understanding of the situation, but being too shocked to even say anything about it. They hug you more and try to lift the mood making lighthearted jokes that genuinely make you laugh.

Jaebeom doesn't want to separate from you anytime; he's either holding your hand or leaving kisses all over your face, letting you sleep on over his chest on your way back and whispering words to your ears.

"I'll come to see you again later today, alright?" He promises as you lay on the bed and get comfortable. "Sleep for now. I'll be here when you wake up."

He kisses you with so much love, not knowing it was the last time he would do it.

He didn't expect to receive that heartbreaking call that soon.

Just when he was getting ready to see you, he received the news, and he couldn't stop crying and shaking for a long moment. His friends were there, trying to calm him and themselves down; hurt by hearing they've just lost you and feeling so wrecked and weak. 

Naturally, the next shows were postponed, which raised suspicions and fear among the fans, who saw you just a few hours ago.

Jaebeom has never felt this empty and pained.

A part of him ruthlessly ripped away.

He can’t believe it,

That when he opens his eyes you won't be next to him.

Even if those memories make it hard on him,

It’s on his head again.

Even if he clears out all those memories,

He will always be drowned in the thoughts of you.

[glad1714]

A Got7 guide for newbie all Ahgases

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