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s/o insecure about acne ➔ got7

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pairing ━ got7 x reader  genre ━ angst, fluff warnings ━ mentions of having insecurities (acne in specific) WHICH IS TOTALLY NORMAL AND MAKES U A PERFECT LIL HUMAN BTW >:( <3 ↳ requested!

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─ • JB

jaebum would furrow his brows and frown as he heard you expressing your displeasure towards your acne. he’d sternly approach you and then his eyes would soften upon seeing your sad ones and he’d hug you, peppering kisses along your face.

“don’t be like that, you should know you’re lovely inside and out.”

─ • MARK

you’d be lying on his chest whilst he played with your hair when you expressed your insecurities, and mark’s movements would stop. like jaebum, he’d frown and look you in the eyes before outlining every single feature he loves about you with nothing but sincerity in his tone (especially focusing on your skin <3).

“..and i also love how your eyes crinkle when you laugh, and did i mention how soft your skin is? oh, i have? well, i’ll say it again.”

─ • JINYOUNG

jinyoung wouldn’t help but giggle because he finds you being insecure of your gorgeous face silly. he obviously would try and not come off as patronizing and would instead squish your cheeks together and make you face the mirror, pointing out how insanely cute you are.

“you have the most boopable nose! you think a lil red mark could ruin that? you’re crazy!”

─ • JACKSON

jackson will feel - dramatically - personally offended when you say how much you hate your acne and are insecure because of it. he will press a dramatic hand to his chest and furrow his brows, instantly wrapping his arms around your torso and kissing your cheek.

“you’re perfect to me.” 

─ • YOUNGJAE

his bubbly personality would change when you expressed your thoughts towards your skin and he’d go off on a tangent explaining its beauty and how the acne is an inevitable process that forms you as a person. he says you’re like a sculpture that’s in the process of being built, and how you should treasure each feature you’ve got since it’s so perfect <3

“yah! don’t say that! you’re making me upset too, since you don’t even see how pretty you are.”

─ • BAMBAM

bambam would become suddenly fatherly and nearly explain the entire process of puberty to you as you’d laugh at his seriousness, explaining to him it’s not that deep. he’d argue that it is, and would bring you into his arms before kissing all over your face, telling you this is just another shitty process we all have to go through.

“it matters! my baby feels bad and i’m here to help!”

─ • YUGYEOM

clearly remembering his own days of growing up he won’t say much, usually knowing words don’t mean as much as actions, so whenever you’re cuddling, he’ll gently trace over your face and over the potential acne scars left behind, and will gently kiss them while telling you how perfect you are.

“i don’t think you realize just how gorgeous you are”

[ally-127]

storm in the studio

genre: angst; fluff (if u squint)

pairing: reader x jaebum

summary: 5 days he’s been gone and you’ve had quite enough.

word count: 3.8k

warnings: strong language; suggestive content (just jaebum being horny);

one shot continues under the cut

you weren’t the biggest fan of the piercing cold of seoul.

but you were most definitely in need of seeing him.

so you just had to endure the cold.

your leather ankle boots weren’t made to suit this weather but regardless, you trudged through the hardened snow of the outdoor parking lot. it was too late at night you just weren’t bothered to park in the underground car park.

jaebum was in the studio burning midnight fuel—or rather, weekly fuel—working on songs to incorporate into an upcoming album, whether solo or not, you didn’t know. you didn’t want to be at your shared apartment all alone like the you’ve been for the past five days so you might as well just be in the studio with him.

it was pitch black out, as it’d been since 5pm this afternoon. you relied on the glow of the streetlights to light up your path to the entrance of the concrete building. smoke drifted out your lips from your breathing, your heart beating steadily in your chest.

you pushed past the heavy glass door that led into the large concrete buliding. late nights were a rare occasion for anyone to be present in such a vacant building, a place unlikely for a music studio to be built in. that was the exact intention of the producers, in order to avoid stalkerish fanatics.

pressing the button to the floor on the lift was hard when there were plastic bags of takeout hanging from your hands. you struggled for a little before managing to get the correct number. you waited, your boots tapping against the ground of the elevator impatiently.

you were frustrated that he hasn’t been home for days.

that he didn’t bother to tell you about it.

that he probably didn’t even notice his own health was slowly deteriorating.

you stopped in front of the familiar door of his studio, contemplating what you wanted to say to him. five days he hadn’t said a word to you. not a single text nor call from him you weren’t sure how to react when you saw his face again.

clingy was definitely not what you were. it was simply worry and concern that came naturally from a person whose significant other hasn’t been home for five days. and someone who had no clue where on earth he was since then.

until today.

your hands found the courage to grip the door handle and push it down. this location was so discrete no password was needed in order to enter. you took a single, deep breath before stepping in.

he had his back faced towards you. he was bent over the desk of control panels and his computer intently. his head was propped on his hand while he stared at the curved screen in front of him. the screen displayed a series of bars that represented the different sounds and harmonies he assembled to create a song. his dark, overgrown hair was unruly from stress. his ankle was crossed over his knee, a posture that he always in when he was indecisive.

jaebum worked far too hard but he’d been like this since forever, you were used to it. you just needed to give him a balance. a balance between the time for work and for himself.

as much as you denied it, you wanted him to make time for you too.

the chair he sat on creaked when he turned around to face where the sound of the closing the door originated, behind you. his feline eyes widened in surprise as they focused on you. he braced his hands on the arm rests of his chair, mouth opening and closing as if he didn’t know what he had to say.

“im jaebeom,” you muttered. you barely called him by his full name but at this point you felt like you needed to. “where the fuck have you been?”

“i was here,” he said matter-of-factly. you caught him holding back a flinch upon hearing his full name and the vulgarity of words that left your lips.

he hid it well though.

like the weather outside he was distant, cold.

a familiar feeling, if you were honest.

“and you didn’t bother to tell me?” you asked quietly.

you sat yourself down on the leather couch right opposite mostly to prevent from falling to your knees. you closed your eyes, took in a few more breaths, and continued. “i didn’t even receive a single text from you.”

“i’m sorry,” he said. “but i’ve been really damn busy.”

“yeah, no shit.” you spat, unable to contain your frustration no longer. you set the takeout roughly on the table with a light bang.

“i really have,” he stood from his seat, his height casting a silhouette on you.

you glanced up at him, at his tousled, black strands of hair. he wore no jewellery except the ring on his index finger that you gifted him, as he did whenever he’s working privately. his tired eyes bore no emotion, lips pressed in a firm line to make you aware that his patience was running thin. the dark under-eye circles were evidence of how much sleep he’d lost over the past month.

“all i needed,“ you closed your eyes to get a grip of yourself. “was one single call. but no, nothing from you.”

“i told you—“

“it’s been really damn difficult to be at home,” you gritted your teeth as you let everything that you’ve been feeling pour out from your system. “when i have to wait till three am for you to come home, only to find out you weren’t even going to.”

those delusional nights were the nights that you felt more insecure than you’ve ever been. maybe your lover had found someone else. maybe you just weren’t good enough.

but it wasn’t like that.

he kneeled down in front of you, taking your hands in his own.

you managed to crack his wall that was void of any emotions, a shield you’d learnt how to overcome in the past years by unleashing your own emotions.

whatever you felt, he felt.

long fingers intertwined with yours, dark eyes staring into your own. he shifted himself closer to you until his long torso was between your thighs. you watched as his pupil traced the single tear of exasperation that rolled down your face.

“i’m sorry,” he breathed, letting go of your hands to reach up and wipe that tear away with his thumb. “fuck, i really am sorry.”

“you know,” you told him, your voice unwavering. “you were beginning to make me lose hope in us.”

“no, do not say that,” jaebum shook his head, warm hands cupping your face.

how pathetic you must’ve looked under him. you hated the feeling of weakness and so did he. that was what drew you both apart. especially when you were both in denial of your emotional vulnerability, of your defeat. it definitely took you time to realise that maybe it was okay for you to just feel. exactly like right now.

suddenly, the feeling of longing for him nagged at your chest. disappointment couldn’t help but creep it’s way up into the crevices of your mind. you found yourself questioning the last time you saw him smile and the last time you heard him laugh, always so vocal it reverberated off any surface. you found yourself missing the smile he reserved for only you, the toothy grin he gave only in the privacy of your bedroom.

he released his grip on your face, uncertain on where he wanted to touch you, somewhere that would calm you down. hands found their way back to yours. he held your hand up to his lips and pressed tender kisses on your knuckles.

“jae,” you murmured, shaking your hands free from his grip. his lips parted in surprise as you nudged him back lightly to give yourself space to stand. “this isn’t going to fix anything,” you stalked toward the door. now, your aggravation turned into anger.

truth to be told, this was one of jaebum’s biggest fears. that you’d give up on him and walk away. that you’d leave him and strand him on his own.

but you had no idea about it.

“don’t leave,” he caught your wrist in his hands before you could storm out. “please.”

you were silent.

“i’ll come home with you right after this,” he pleaded, desperation now lacing his voice. “i promise.”

“no, jaebum,” you shook your head. you’ve had quite enough of this. you were here only to check if he was very well alive and to give him the fuel that he needed and missed out on in order to be alive in the first place.

“please,” he shifted his grip to your hand.

he sat down on the leather couch, hand still around yours. he drew you to him until you were on his lap,

wrapping his arms around your waist. you felt his hard chest press against the space between your shoulder blades and you felt the defined crevices of his abs on your lower back.

“i’ll make it up to you,” he whispered in your ear.

secretly you relished the warmth of his body heat, of his strong arms around you. you leaned your head back on his shoulder.

“stay,” he held you tight to him as if you might disappear if he let go.

“okay,” you breathed after a moment of thought.

jaebum exhaled loudly in obvious relief. “fuck, i missed you.”

“you don’t get to pull the ‘i miss you’ thing on me,” you said, still mad at him. your anger tamed down when you saw the pout formed on his lips when he rested his chin on your shoulder. a smile ghosted at the corners of your lips.

“forgive me,” his lips found their way to skin behind your ear, a delicate place he loved kissing.

you sighed, “just this once.”

to be fair, in all the years that you’ve been with him, this was the first time he did this. so you let him off the hook.

you two sat in comfortable silence before he shifted, sitting up and bringing you along with him.

“i made twelve songs,” he told you.

you were so used to telling each other everything it became an instinctive thing, to tell you about his day and what he did. you chuckled at the sudden piece of information.

“let’s hear them,” you said.

“they’re for my mixtape,” he tapped you on the thigh, signalling you to move aside so he could stand.

you watched as he ambled his way over to the control panel in front of the recording room. he hit play with the space button on the keyboard. synth melodies, bass and carefully assembled beats began playing. it never failed to impress you the fact that he did all of this on his own. then came his harmonious voice, a voice so familiar warmth blossomed in your chest upon hearing it.

he propped himself against the edge of the desk to watch your reaction to his craft.

you paid attention to his lyrics. the words and phrases in this song suddenly seemed so personal once you were able to process what they all meant, all the hidden meanings and connotations became crystal clear. these were lyrics he wrote on his experiences with you—he’d based the entire context of this song on it.

the sensual ambience of his song forced you to stand and your hips to sway subtly to the rhythm of his music. you pretended to be nonchalant about the intense stare he had on you, your eyes focused on the screen rather than his gorgeous face.

even then, you could see the corner of his lip lifting into a smirk as he crossed his arms. his t-shirt exposed the stretch of muscle in his forearms that flexed when his hungry eyes slithered down your face to your hips.

he was checking you out.

but of course, you knew that.

it went on for a few minutes. the more songs he played for you, the deeper his eyes burned into your skin.

those eyes were ones you were the most familiar with. those eyes were what you looked for in crowded places, in times you were in doubt. you’ve watched the brown irises in them ignite when he was excited, when he was angry. you’ve watched them soften every time they focused on you. you’ve watched his pupils dilate every time he was turned on or about to drive you insane with desire.

the atmosphere was suddenly heated, the temperature rising by a few degrees. you took off your coat and laid it by the couch as the wooden floor of his studio became your dance floor.

“come here,” you wriggled your finger to gesture him to do so.

like the magnetic force of attraction he seemed to have with you, he did as you said. you fisted your fingers in his shirt and pulled him closer to you. he leaned his forehead down on yours as you two swayed to the music. you danced, his hands on your hips, your arms around his neck.

“shit,” he breathed.

“what, baby?” you whispered, equally as quiet while the music thrummed in the background.

“i didn’t know how much i needed this,” he tipped your head back with a curved index finger under your chin. you felt his half-lidded gaze cut through you like a knife.

“needed what?” you asked.

“needed you,” he murmured.

“jaebeom,” you sighed. your head dropped onto his shoulder, immediately cutting off the gaze you shared with him and breaking his hold on your chin.

there was nothing said after that. he just held you to him, the deep rumble of his breathing gradually becoming louder than the music. your heartbeats were soon in sync with one another like the languid rhythm to which your bodies were swaying. you recognised in the familiar cologne, his favourite cologne while he recognised yours.

“i wrote all these songs,” he said amidst the silence, causing you to look up at him. “about you.”

“me, huh?”

jaebeom leaned down to run his nose on the crook of your neck, breathing you in. it was easy to tell how much he missed you and your scent that enveloped around him like a safety blanket. you were his reassurance that kept him on his feet, a reminder that sometimes he can take it easy. especially with him being a leader and having all the responsibility chucked on his shoulders.

“yeah, you,” he kissed you once on the jaw before retracting himself from you.

you felt a chill slither through you as a response to the loss of the warmth of his body heat. you ran your hands on your arms, trying to replace it.

the music was brought into a halt. the silence became deafening. the hum of electricity fused with yours and jaebeom’s synchronised breaths that left your lips were the only sounds that rang through the four concrete walls of the studio.

“why’d you pause it?” you asked him, a different kind of disappointment poking at your chest. you were definitely enjoying yourself listening to lover’s carefully curated album.

“because,” the screen in front of him turned to black as he shut it down. “i want to take you home, now.”

he made his way toward the switches, flipping each and every one of it off. he left the overhead lights on though, so he could see the shape of your eyes as they narrowed in suspicion and your hips as they angled to one side. he enjoyed watching your attitude shine through the dark, a striking attribute he was drawn to.

“jae...” you trailed off.

“hm?” he was a step away from you and his fingers were itching to reach out to touch you. he gave in, gently taking your hands in both of his. he stood in front of you, face an inch away but a quarter of a head higher.

“what are you doing?” you asked.

“i don’t know,” jaebeom admitted as he shook his head. he kissed the crown of your head, his barely-there stubble scrapping the bridge of your nose slightly. “i just know i want you, right now.”

you were speechless because you knew exactly what he meant.

eyes tracing across his face, you saw his eyes glisten with lust, with excitement. you saw his lips twitch into a brief smirk when he leaned down to capture your lips in his own.

adrenaline rushed through you, his touch spreading a wildfire throughout your body. a sound similar to a whimper broke free from your lips and he swallowed it whole, using this opportunity to glide his tongue across your lower lip.

he was good at this, jaebeom.

good at making your forget everything with the brush of his lips and hands around your waist.

except his absence in the past five few days that seemed to be the reason you were here in the first place.

you tore your lips way from his to catch your breath, looking up into jaebeom’s eyes.

“we can’t,” you said before the situation could escalate. “not here.”

“what?” he asked, disappointed. “why the hell not?”

he’d been dreaming of bending you over and taking you right on his desk in this exact studio under the dim lighting of the ceiling fixtures.

“we’ve got things to do—you’ve got things to do,” you traced your finger across his face, your heart placed at ease at how familiar you were with his features.

“like what?” he looked at the desk to which he created all his music. “i’m almost finished with most of the songs anyway.”

“i’m talking about you, jae.” you pointed at the take out laid on the table behind him. “when was the last time you ate?”

“yesterday night?” jaebeom pondered.

it was ridiculous that he needed to think in order to remember when his last meal was.

you nudged him back so he could sit on the couch. “here—” you the slid container that was filled with food you had specifically ordered for him forward, knowing it was his favourite and that he needed it. “—eat this.”

“you always take care of me,” he shook his head as if he was ashamed of himself. “where will i be without you, huh?”

for an unclear reason, you avoided meeting his eyes as you let the question drift rhetorically in midair.

he brushed off your ignorance and indulged himself in his food, eating in silence.

you sat down next to him, leaning back on the couch. his back was curved over his knees while he ate, hiding you from his line of vision.

“baby,” he murmured.

there was something so affectionate and loving about the way he said it that you couldn’t help but rest your elbows on your thighs just so you could angle your head to the side in order to look him in the eye.

“yeah?”

“i’m sorry,” he said.

“it’s okay—“

“it’s okay—“

“no,” he shook his head. “it was completely unacceptable for me to keep you in the dark for so long,” it seemed the effect of his absence on you still burdened him, that the short silence while he was eating allowed him to really think through everything. “and i know sex wouldn’t resolve it.”

“jaebeom,” you reached forward to cup his cheek. “i forgive you. besides, i’m here already, am i not?”

he chuckled and began to pack up the takeout all in the bag, tossing it into the bin next to the couch. he turned back to you, swiping a thumb over your bottom lip while his eyes lingered on your face.

“you lost so much of sleep,” he pointed out as he identified the dark circles under your eyes. “because of me.”

“i’m used to it,” you shrugged.

then there was silence again, the fact that he indirectly admitted he was horny looming over you both.

you climbed over him out of impulse, immediately straddling his lap. surprise splashed across his features, his jaw dropping slightly into a gape. you smiled a little at his reaction, your arms snaking around his neck.

“quit stressing,” you said. you felt his hands rest on your hips to keep you from falling.

“it’s really difficult not to—i’m stressed that my music isn’t good enough,” he sighed. “and i’m stressed that i might hurt you, ” he lifted a hand to push a stray hair away from your eyes. “it seems i already have.”

“no,” you placed a hand on his shoulders, massaging it to relieve it from tension.

“ye—ah—“ he squeezed his eyes shut in relaxation and threw his head back onto the edge couch. “—yes.”

“jae,” you gave him a solemn look although he clearly wasn’t paying attention.

“if i could’ve just picked up the ph—“

“jae,” you repeated more firmly this time.

“what?” he said.

“shut up,” you said.

“okay,” he chuckled, fingers tightening around your hips.

you worked your hands on his shoulders for a little longer, your eyebrows drawn together as you loosened all the knots formed by stress in the planes of his muscles. a sigh escaped your lips the moment your hands released his shoulders.

a few seconds later, you found, his eyes had almost been drawn into a close. he was exhausted and obviously, you knew that. his hands were still on your waist as his head dropped forward onto your shoulder.

“hey,” you murmured, running your fingers through his hair. “come on, it’s getting late. i’ll drive the both of us home, you can get your car tomorrow.”

he groaned your name, followed by a string of words you couldn’t really decipher.

a grunt, as unattractive as it was, left your lips as you lifted jaebum up from the couch with his arm slung around your shoulders.

“i can walk myself, you know.”

“oh, so you can speak now,” you teased him.

“i’m not drunk,” he nuzzled his head in your neck.

“you’re tired,” you glanced sideways at him.

“that, i am.”

“let’s go,” you grabbed your coat in your other hand, while the other supported half of his weight.

“wait,” he dragged you along with him to the switches by the wall. “i need to turn this off or the electricity bill will injure my bank account.”

you chuckled, shaking your head. “you’re crazy.”

“crazy for you,” he murmured, making you roll your eyes.

everything was pitch black and neither of you could see as you two made your way to the front door where light leaked through the edges.

“ow!” he screamed next to you as his movements jerked the both of you to the side. “my shin—fuck.”

you held back a laugh, cupping your hand over your mouth.

“fuck, it hurts,” he hissed, crouching down and bringing you down with him to check his on his so-called injury. “i’m literally going to destroy this damn table.”

“jae, we have to go,” you shook your head, a smile on your face despite the fact that neither of you could see.

“yes mom.”

[im-whatchamccallit]

Bookworm//Mark Tuan (Got7)

Request: Hello there! I just read your Mark imagine and it was sooooo good! I really enjoyed the character development. Do you think you could write a college boyfriend Mark imagine? Where he’s popular but his girlfriend is a shy, quiet bookworm but he really loves and adores her? Please make it really fluffy. College life is rough, if Mark were my boyfriend I’d graduate with a 4.0 deadass. Thank you so much!! Have a nice day 🥰

Pairing: Mark Tuan x Reader

Genre: Fluff, College!Au

Warnings: Greatly planned out in my mind but horribly executed cdiknjv

Words: 3.43k

“Are we really going to Brian’s party? He gives me a bad vibes.”

“You’re just upset he beat you in a dance competition almost 6 years ago. Let it go already.” Dahyun said to Yugyeom as he tried to defend himself from the truth, leading to a chorus of laughter and arguing from the others following beside them.

Mark ignored the group of ten as he held onto the paper bag in his hand, filled with a chicken club sandwich from a local deli you loved. He knew you had a free period now and that you always sat on a bench by the large tree in your campus’ atrium, so he scanned the area closely until he saw the distinguished catalpa tree. The talking grew muffled as he focused in on the sapling, its slim trunk bent although its crown of leaves grew perfectly, a person’s frame sitting just beside it as their hand turned what seemed like a book. That was definitely you. Mark knew it.

“I have to go. I’ll text you later.” Mark said with a wave, not waiting for any goodbyes as he eagerly jogged towards you.

His feet began to slow down as his footsteps grew small, trying to hide his presence as he inched closer and closer, a mischievous grin on his face as he stood onto the large box shaped marble planter that held the tree and its soil to stand just above your back before jumping down and placing his free hand onto your shoulder, a loud scream escaping your lips.

Mark was certain he’d gotten you, knowing you hated being scared, ready to laugh and apologize as you turned to glare at him. Except, it wasn’t you. It was a woman that he’d never met before, standing angrily with her fist clenched.

“I-I’m so sorry. I thought you were someone else.” Mark apologized, stepping away slowly as she continued to burn his flesh with her stare.

If that wasn’t you, where could you be? It was your free period and the final class of the day for everyone else. You never went to your dorm right after class ended though. You would wait for Mark so you could walk to either of your dorms together, that was your routine. But everything was off. You couldn’t have left so soon, could you?

Mark sighed and grabbed his phone from his back pocket, going to his recent calls to see your name at the very top, instantly pressing it and bringing the phone to his ears, only to be met with your voicemail. He was starting to get worried. He knew your entire schedule and habits like the back of his hand yet he was stumped. There had to be some clue as to where you might be. Mr. LeBeau. You said something about seeing him some days ago. But what exactly was it?

“Wait, so he’s trying to heal his father and a fairy’s helping him?”

“No, it’s his mother. And he took the fairy hostage so he can get a ton of gold and a wish from her.” You explained as Mark stared down at you from your position on his chest, your eyes scanning over the pages of the book you had read so many times.

You sighed and closed it, placing it gently onto the empty side of Mark’s bed, the hand wrapped around your waist massaging you softly.

“I’m sorry, (Y/Nickname). I’m just not understanding it.”

“It’s not you. I just wish I could talk to someone about these kinds of stories. I feel lonely having to think about it all by myself.” You admitted, starting to pity yourself for your antisocial mannerisms but also your very outdated taste in literature.

“Why not join a book club?”

“Where would I find a book club?” You grumbled, beginning to sulk before your eyes lit up, your body sitting up to face your boyfriend who had no idea what he’d just done.

“I can start a book club! At school! It can be after school on Thursdays. And Mr. LeBeau wouldn’t mind if I used his class. He loves me. And we can even read ‘Brand New World’! I think he has a few copies and I have my own!”

Mark couldn’t help but smile at you, your wide eyes growing wider as you continued to ramble on about your plans for a book club that had yet been approved or existed. It was one of the things he loved most about you. Your shyness was never strong enough to hide your passion, your body bouncing with excitement like a child in a candy store, the mention of various books you had sitting on your shelves but had yet to read making you smile brightly, finally having the opportunity to socialize in your own element. Your own safe space.

You had tried going to parties with Mark, trying to befriend his friends, but it was never for you. The only friends you truly had were your roommates and even they were social butterflies. Mark knew you always felt bad telling him you wanted to stay home, his instincts to comfort you kicking in as he joined you for a night in, taking away from the time he could be with his friends. Even though he never minded it, he was happy to see you so happy, ready to support any and everything you did.

“So, when’s the first day of your book club going to start?” Mark asked amused, watching as you finally calmed down, your bright smile falling slightly as you thought about it.

“I think I have to ask Mr. LeBeau if he’ll allow me to use his class first.”

Mark panted as he rushed to the school’s third floor, knocking on the vacant classroom’s door before entering, Mr. LeBeau sitting at his desk with his feet up and phone in hand. For such an old man, he was laid back. Even more laid back than some of the younger professors.

“Mark. How can I help you?” Mr. LeBeau asked as he set his phone down, crossing his arms as he waited for him to catch his breath.

“Have you seen (Y/N)? I can’t find her anywhere.” Mr. LeBeau raised an eyebrow before taking his feet down, sitting up right.

“I haven’t. She actually texted me earlier saying she wanted to talk when she was free, but she hasn’t showed.” Mark sighed, his brain spinning with different possibilities of where you could have gone. Overall, he just wanted to make sure you were safe.

His eyes widened as he finally realized the most obvious place he missed, saying a quick goodbye to his former teacher before sprinting from the room and into the halls, clutching the now cold sandwich tighter in his hand as he headed for the stairwell, luckily only having to go to the second floor this time. Of all the places to check, the library should have been his first guess.

Mark calmly walked in, bowing to the librarian who nodded to him, his body not stopping as he walked by a series of bookshelves, looking between them to make sure you were there. He almost reached the last shelf when he saw a sullen figure in the window, knees curled as they held a book in their hands and pressed the side of their head to the window. If this wasn’t you, he was sure he’d scream.

He slowly approached you, making sure to get a good luck at your face and bookbag to see it was really you this time, sighing as his steps become more confident. You didn’t realize he was there, your eyes too focused on the practically ancient literature, your hands flipping the fragile pages as you saw a male body sit just by your feet, your eyes not daring to meet theirs.

“’A Study in Scarlet’? Sounds like a good book.” Mark commented, smiling as you glanced up at him before diverting your attention back the revamped story.

“It is. My boyfriend searched everywhere to get it for my birthday.”

“You’re damn right I did.” You couldn’t help but chuckle at him, finally looking up at him to see a sympathetic smile on his face.

“I thought you were gonna talk to Mr. LeBeau about the book club today?” You glanced away briefly, looking back to your book and then him, feeling your chest tighten with sadness.

“I realized how stupid the idea was.”

“What? But it’s no-“

“I walked out of class so happy about it but then I realized no one would want to join. Even literature majors wouldn’t want to join. They study it almost every day for four years, the last thing they want to do is read in their spare time.  I don’t need a book club, I guess.” You sounded so defeated, your eyes focusing back on the book you were once so excited for but suddenly left you feeling indifferent.

Mark slowly pulled the book from your grasp, replacing it with a crinkled brown paper bag, your brows furrowing as he flipped back to the first page and adjusting himself so that his body could also fit in the long but narrow window sill.

“We don’t need a ton of people to start a book club. It can just be us.”

“Mark, you don’t have to.”

“I want to. Besides, I think I should start reading books on my own instead of having you do it. Even though I like your voice better.” Mark always complimented you during times like this, when you two debated about something of this nature, making you feel so flustered and shy that you dropped your rebuttal.

As much as you wanted to protest, to tell him you already felt burdensome for keeping him from his friends, you couldn’t help but smile. Mark was never one to go back on his word, even if the situations changed and it seemed impossible, he still kept his promises. Even if it was only you two, the fact he would put in effort and time to help you find some happiness or comfort was heartwarming, the need to cry tears of joy while squealing like some fangirl was overwhelming. Instead, you opted for a simple kiss on his cheek, watching his lips curl upward at your random display of affection as he continued to read the detective novel.

The next day, Mark stuck to his word. Once Mr. LeBeau’s third class of the day let out, Mark asked to use his classroom after hours on Thursdays and possibly some Wednesdays for book club, receiving an automatic yes. He knew Mark was a great person and he was an even better student, so he knew his classroom would be in good hands.

With his free period, Mark decided to use that time effectively. He stood by the library’s oversized printer, watching the various flyers fall into the tray before the machine went quiet, his hands immediately grabbing the hot stack to analyze his simple but eye catching design.

“Thanks again, Ms. Oh.” Mark said politely, causing the woman to smile at the acknowledgement.

“You’re welcome. I’ll have some of the student assistants bring the cart of books to you.”

“No thank you. I’ll be back to get them.” He bowed and exited the library, making his way down the occupied but not so busy halls.

One of the things Mark liked most about his overall popularity on campus was that it gave him a chance to befriend everyone, even people who seemed like complete opposites to him finding his presence enjoyable. So it was no trouble for him to move around campus, handing flyers out to passing by students with a bright smile and pinning them to bulletin boards across the halls. He even had time to stop by the art department, filling them in on how his girlfriend wanted to create a book club and how, despite her social awkwardness, she put in a great deal of effort with planning it, subsequently gaining their interest.

Mark sighed in content as he finally taped the last flyer to a light pole just outside the school, just in time for classes to end and students flying out to head to who knows where. His phone began to vibrate excessively, his hand quickly grabbing it to see the familiar photo of you trying to eat a large spoon full of rice in one go. He was tempted to just stare at the embarrassingly cute photo but answered anyways, bringing the device to his ear as he began to head back inside.

“Baby!” You couldn’t help but giggle at Mark’s outburst, trying to keep the grin off your face as you exited your classroom, not wanting to draw attention to yourself.

“Are we still meeting at the library?”

“No. Head to Mr. LeBeau’s class and I’ll meet you there.” You were about to ask why the sudden change when he hung up, a small sigh leaving your lips as you made a left down the hall.

You were actually excited for today, yet you didn’t know why. Most days, you’d be sulky and anxious at the thought that you were keeping Mark from his friends. But, at this moment, you were more than happy to take his company. For once, it didn’t feel like you were forcing Mark to enjoy the things you did. Although, you would miss reading to him and hearing his cute ‘Huh’ every time he got confused by the sudden plot change. But you were curious to see what he had to say about the book so far.

An actual discussion with Mark about a book you both read? You couldn’t contain your excitement at that point.

You happily knocked on Mr. LeBeau’s door before entering, allowing the door to shut behind you as you walked further in, multiple voices being heard and your smile fell. Did Mr. LeBeau have some other after school club going on there?

“Excuse me,” You pulled yourself from your thoughts as an obvious first-year student approached you, holding onto a sheet of paper tightly as she stared at you with a small smile.

“Y-yes?”

“Are you here for the book club? We’re waiting on (Y/N). She’s the one that started it.” You looked from the woman to the people behind her, your eyes quickly calculating each of them to see there was 15 people there. 15. For your book club.

“I’m (Y/n). But I-I don’t remember making p-posters for the book club…”

“Mark came to our classes to hand them out. He told us all about you wanting to start a book club and I think it’s so sweet how much he’s helping you out with this. Plus, to be honest with you, the English majors are kinda sick of reading ‘Othello’. This would be a good break for us.” She said over your small voice, your ears perking up at the mention of one of your favorite tragedies.

“’Othello’ does get frustrating after a while. I think the biggest flaw is within the characters. Even though the story progresses, they seem like they’re still in the same spot personality and maturity wise.” You commented, not noticing your feet had begun to move as you inched further into the room.

“Please. The theater department has been reading the script for ‘Romeo and Juliet’ so much, we even started questioning how it became such a classic. Every character acts purely on emotions without logic. I even found the side characters more bearable than the main ones.” A guy leaning against Mr. LeBeau’s desk commented, a small chorus of agreement following from who you could only assume were other members from theater.

“Maybe the problem is Shakespeare.” You jumped at the sound of a voice so close behind you, turning to see Mark pushing a cart covered in 3 cardboard boxes, all obviously heavy as he used all of his strength to move them.

It only took about five minutes for everyone to settle in and, surprisingly, everyone seemed to be enjoying their time there. Although you didn’t read anything the entire time, just discussing the books you previously read and ones that you hoped to read in the future, it was amazing.

Mark leaned against a desk as he wrapped his arms around your waist, your body leaning into his as his head rested on your shoulder, watching you smile and laugh at your potentially new friends before giving your own input on George Orwell’s ‘1984’.

He didn’t have to do any of this. He actually preferred if it were just you two. But the thought that when he went off with his friends, you’d be alone, with little to no one to talk to or hang out with, made him sad. Sure, you accepted his proposal of a two person book club, but he wanted to make sure that for the days he couldn’t be there, you didn’t have to be alone. And, even if he was there, you’d be surrounded by bookworms just like you.

“So we’re meeting here again next Thursday?” A guy, who you learned as Jisung, asked as him and the others began to collect their bags, your eyes widening as you scrambled to stand straight, Mark following you as he refused to remove you from his grasp.

“Uhm, yeah. If that works for everyone.” Everyone nodded in agreement as you smiled awkwardly.

“I actually didn’t have a book picked out for us to read. I’m sorry.” You said awkwardly, feeling embarrassed that the sudden change of plans left them without anything to read, probably wasting their time with all of this.

Mark looked at your face, watching your eyes wander to the ground while your eyebrows furrowed, something you usually did when you were overthinking, typically when you were beating yourself up over a minuscule mistake. He inconspicuously released you and headed towards the large cart, as he had made sure he was one step ahead of you, opening one of the boxes before pulling out an unfamiliar book.

“How about this one? It’s ‘The Calligrapher’s Daughter’.” Mark said as he passed the book to you, watching carefully as you read the synopsis aloud, everyone intrigued by the plot. A fictional nonfiction story with hints of history inside? They were sold.

Everyone grabbed a copy as you skimmed through the book, calling out for them to stop at page 38 before excitedly waving goodbye, watching closely as they all left until it was only you and Mark in the room. Mark was caught off guard as you suddenly leaped onto him, your arms wrapped around his waist as you thanked him profusely, the feeling of your large smile on his chest causing him to hug you back just as tightly.

“You’re the best boyfriend in the world.” You muttered, pulling away just enough to see his face.

“Of course I am. If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be able to make you smile.”

That comment alone caused you to pull away, looking down as you tried to hide your grin as your face grew hot. If Mark never thought you were cute, he definitely did now.

“Come on. I need to return these books to Ms. Oh.” He said, moving back to the cart and waiting until you were at his side to begin walking.

“I’m happy you did this for me, but I’m gonna miss reading to you when I have free time.” You admitted, holding the large door open so that he could get through easily, your feet moving fast to catch back up with him.

“You can still read to me. That way, next Thursday, I’ll know exactly what you’re talking about.” You raised an eyebrow at the statement, already skeptical of his words.

“Really? Are you going to actually listen this time?”

“Yes! I’m always listening.”

“Okay, then tell me the plot to ‘Artemis Fowl’, since you’re always listening.” You challenged, holding your book close to you as his face contorted in a mixture of confusion and shock, probably realizing he had no clue what story that was, despite it being one of your childhood favorites that you mention almost twice a week.

“I know this! The boy is a fairy and has to find gold to save his father!” Mark spoke with so much confidence, his courage dying down as he turned to see your lips pursed as you tried to subdue the fit of giggles threatening to spill.

“No. That’s not it at all.”

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Masterlist Update!

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[caught-in-kpop-blog]

BTS: Hi! We have comeback!

K.A.R.D.: What’s up? Did you hear our new song?

Monsta X: Ayyyy, you know that we will have comeback soon?!

GOT7: You remeber about us, right?

EXO: HEY! We are here too!

Mamamoo: Don’t forget about girls band which make you questioned about your  heterosexuality

Me: OK IS THAT ALL???

Blackpink: Hi.

ME *died*

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Blackpink: Morning after the night before

Anonymous asked: Do you take slight 19+ requests? If you do How would BP act after sex A/N: I take 19+ requests send as many as you like (they may not be good though :’) )

Jisoo: I can see Jisoo being playful, but in a loving way, after sex. She’d probably wake up before you and would just lay peacefully, until you woke up that is. Chi choo may joke around and tickle you lightly by tracing patterns on your side and kissing your neck and shoulders everywhere. She would tease you lightly about the previous night, but not in a mean way, in a cute loving way.

Jennie: In a word, cuddly. Jennie would be really cuddly towards you after sex. You would have shared an intimate thing the previous night and naturally she would want to be close with you in the morning. She’d play with your hair lightly, placing light kisses on your temple.

Rosé: This girl would be a lazy, kinda cuddly bean. She’d probably wake up after you and smirk at you slightly once she woke up. Chae would swing her arm over your waist (if it wasn’t already there) and pull you closer to her, your face centimetres from hers. She’d kiss your nose lightly and whisper, “Morning beautiful.”

Lisa: Lalisa would be quite shy, she’s quite a little squish normally so I think she’d be extra squishy and shy after sex. She would be hesitant when you woke up to cuddle you and would probably need some reassurance that everything was good. It would be a really sweet and loving with her cuddled into your side.

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Masterlist

A/N: Here is where all of my writings can be found! 

(A)= Angst  (F)= Fluff  (S)= Smut

LAST UPDATED: 5/31/19

BTS

Reactions: 

Cheating: Hyung Line  // Part Two (A)

Cheating: Maknae Line // Part Two (A)

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Got7

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Day6:

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Stray Kids: 

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Seventeen: 

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Exo: 

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Xiumin: How Would You Feel (F)

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NCT: 

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NCT Dream: Jealousy (A) + (F)

Mafia AU Rection Series

Overview (Intro) (A?)

Scenarios:

Boyfriend!NCT Series:

Boyfriend!Taeyong (S) + (F)

Boyfriend!Johnny (S) + (F)

Drabbles:

Jaehyun

1:03 am (A)

Monsta X

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Sf9 

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Hwiyoung: Stressed (F)

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iKON

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Bobby: Apology (A)

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03282017 masterlist (part 1 -reactions)

scenario masterlist can be found; here

check out our active masterlist here to always stay up-to-date with our scenarios and reactions ;)

BTS

BTS MEETING THEIR GIRLFRIEND’S PARENTS

BTS READING FANFICS

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR GIRLFRIEND DYES HER HAIR RED

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEY SEE YOUR BABY PICTURES

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEY SEE YOU TRYING TO DANCE “DOPE”

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEY FIND OUT THEIR GIRLFRIEND CAN’T EAT WITH CHOPSTICKS ON A DATE

BTS’ REACTION: YOU ARE AND IDOL THAT HAS BEEN SHIPPED WITH THEM

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR GF IS JEALOUS

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEY TAKE YOU SHOPPING AND YOU EMBARRASS THEM

BTS’ REACTION WHEN YOU GO ON A DATE WITH THEM AND AT THE END OF THE DATE YOU SURPRISE THEM WITH A KISS ON THE CHEEK

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEY WAKE UP AS GIRLS

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR IDOL CRUSH(YOU) IS IN A VICTORIA’S SECRET PHOTO SHOOT

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEY GET FRIENDZONED??!!

BTS’ REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND BECOMING AN IDOL IN A BOY/GIRL GROUP

BTS’ REACTION WHEN YOU, HIS IDOL CRUSH, SAY IN AN INTERVIEW THAT ONE OF THEIR SONGS HELPED YOU GET THROUGH INSECURITIES

BTS’ REACTION WHEN YOU FALL ASLEEP ON THEIR SHOULDER

BTS’ REACTION TO YOUR LOUD LAUGH

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR GF SAYS ‘I LOVE YOU’ FOR THE FIRST TIME

BTS’ REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND BEING A DANCER

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR GF IS ASKING THEM TO HELP HER GET ATTENTION FROM FANS FOR A CHARITY EVENT

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR MANAGER IS TRYING TO KISS YOU(GF?)

BTS’ REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND WEARING REVEALING CLOTHES BECAUSE ITS TOO HOT TO COVER UP

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR GF GRADUATES FROM COLLEGE

BTS’ REACTION TO THEIR GF HAVING A LOT OF FRIENDS THAT ARE BOYS

BTS’ REACTION TO YOUR BAD COOKING

BTS MENTIONING YOUR NAME IN THEIR SPEECH AND THANKING YOU WHEN THEY WIN AN AWARD

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR GF/WIFE IS IN LABOR

BTS’ REACTION WHEN THEIR GF GETS HER TONGUE PIERCED

BTS’S REACTION (TAEKOOK) WHEN THEIR GF IS A RESPECTED MULTILINGUAL CELEBRITY IN THE US

BTS’S REACTION WHEN THEIR HAVE TO PERFORM ON A STAGE WITH THEIR IDOL CRUSH (part 1)

BTS’S REACTION WHEN THEIR ASK OUT THEIR IDOL CRUSH AFTER PERFORMING TOGETHER (part 2)

BTS’S REACTION WHEN ANOTHER MEMBER WALKS IN ON HIM AND HIS S/O MAKING OUT

BTS’S REACTION WHEN THEY FALL IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT WITH A STAFF MEMBER DURING A SCHEDULE

BTS’S REACTION TO THEIR SHORT S/O TRYING TO REACH SOMETHING UP HIGH WHILE ONLY WEARING ONE OF THEIR SHIRTS AND PANTIES

BTS’S REACTION WHEN THEY MEET THEIR S/O’S REALLY GOOD LOOKING BEST FRIEND

JIMIN’S REACTION WHEN HE SEES YOU WALKING AROUND IN THE KITCHEN LIKE A ZOMBIE WITH BED HAIR WHILE ONLY WEARING HIS SHIRT

BTS’S REACTION TO THEIR S/O BEING A HARDCORE 1D FAN

BTS’S REACTION WHEN YOU SUDDENLY BURST OUT LAUGHING FOR NO REASON

BTS’S REACTION TO THEIR S/O BEING A SKATEBOARDER

BTS’S REACTION WHEN THEIR LITTLE SISTER IS REJECTED

BTS’S REACTION WHEN THEY FALL FOR A REALLY YOUNG PERSON

BTS’S REACTION TO THEIR LITTLE SISTER’S BF CHEATING

BTS’S REACTION TOTHEIR S/O DOING A COLLAB WITH A LATINO/A ARTIST

EXO

EXO’S REACTION WHEN YOU FALL ASLEEP ON THEIR SHOULDER

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEIR GF SURPRISES THEM BACKSTAGE AFTER A CONCERT

EXO’S REACTION TO YOUR OBNOXIOUS AND LOUD LAUGH

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEY TAKE YOU SHOPPING AND YOU EMBARRASS THEM

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEIR GIRLFRIEND IS AT THE HOSPITAL

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEY FIND OUT THAT THEIR CRUSH LIKES ANOTHER MEMBER

EXO’S REACTION WHEN YOU GIVE THEM THE SILENT TREATMENT AFTER A FIGHT

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEY WAKE UP AS GIRLS

EXO’S REACTION WHEN YOU(GF) FANGIRL IN FRONT OF THEIR FAVORITE IDOL/GROUP

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEY GET FRIENDZONED??!!

EXO’S REACTION TO THEIR GF(YOU) HAVING A MISCARRIAGE

EXO’S REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND SINGING A REALLY SAD EMOTIONAL SONG

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEIR IDOL GF IS PARTNERED WITH THEM ON WE GOT MARRIED

EXO’S REACTION TO YOU BEING VERY GOOD AT BREAK DANCING

EXO’S REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND HAVING A FACIAL (NOSE) PIERCING

EXO’S REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND WEARING REVEALING CLOTHES

EXO’s REACTION WHEN YOU ASK THEM FOR A BREAST MASSAGE

EXO’S REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND BEING PREGNANT AFTER MANY TRIES

EXO’S REACTION TO THEIR GF SURPRISING THEM ON TOUR

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEY SEE A GIRL THEY LIKE (YOU) DURING A FANSIGN

EXO’S REACTION WHEN YOU (GF) PERFORMS TROUBLEMAKER WITH ANOTHER IDOL

EXO’S REACTION WHEN YOU BREAK YOUR LEG AFTER THEY TELL YOU TO ‘BREAK A LEG’ AS ENCOURAGEMENT

EXO’S REACTION WHEN A BUTTERFLY LANDS ON YOUR NOSE

EXO’S REACTION WHEN THEY COME HOME TO THEIR GF COVERED IN CHOCOLATE SAUCE

SEVENTEEN

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEIR GIRLFRIEND GETS JEALOUS

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEY SEE YOU CRY

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO YOU FANGIRLING OVER 1D

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO YOU (GF) WHO IS ON WEEKLY IDOL TELLING EMBARRASSING STORIES OF THEM

SEVENTEEN’S REACTIONS WHEN THEY WATCH A FUNNY MOMENTS MONTAGE OF HIS IDOL GF

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEY TAKE YOU SHOPPING AND YOU EMBARRASS THEM

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING A FAMOUS MODEL FOR AMAZING CLOTHING COMPANIES AND HAS HER OWN FASHION LINE

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN YOU CONFESS TO THEM

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEY WHEN THEY START TO NOTICE AND LIKE THE GIRL NO ONE NOTICES

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO YOUR LOUD LAUGH

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR GF(YOU) BEING A FAMOUS UNDERGROUND RAPPER

SEVENTEEN’S RECTION TO THEIR GF BEING THE MOST RESPECTED SOLO FEMALE IDOL IN ALL SOUTH KOREA

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO YOU DOING SKINSHIP WHEN YOU USUALLY DON’T

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN YOU ASK FOR A PIGGYBACK RIDE

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEY WALK IN ON YOU WHILE YOU ARE IN THE SHOWER

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN YOU WALK IN ON THEM CHANGING

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO YOUR RELATIONSHIP GOING PUBLIC (MEDIA FINDING OUT)

WHEN AND WHERE WOULD SEVENTEEN HANG OUT WITH THEIR BEST FRIEND (YOU)

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEIR CRUSH SLEEPS ON THE SAME BED AS THEM AND STARTS SNUGGLING THEM IN HER SLEEP

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEIR HIGH SCHOOLER GF GETS FRUSTRATED ABOUT HER HOMEWORK…

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEY RECEIVE THE LAST PAIR OF THE SNEAKERS THAT THEY REALLY WANTED FROM THEIR GF AS A GIFT

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR GF HAVING A PANIC ATTACK (HYUNG LINE)

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION THEIR GF HAVING/TELLING THEM THAT SHE HAS TYPE1 DIABETES

SEVENTEEN'S REACTION (MINNIE & VERNON) WHEN THEIR GF IS A RESPECTED MULTILINGUAL CELEBRITY IN THE US

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN YOU ARE ALMOST KIDNAPPED

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN YOU HAVE A BIZARRE EYE COLOUR

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING A GOOD DANCER

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION WHEN THEIR GF DANCES TO GIRLS GENERATION (SNSD) PERFECTLY

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR CRUSH KISSING ANOTHER MEMBER

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO YOU DYING YOUR HAIR OFTEN

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO YOU BEING IN A SPORTS TEAM

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR GF WEARING HEELS

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO FILTHY FRANK’S STFU

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING A BAD SINGER

SEVENTEEN’S REACTION TO THEIR MARTIAL ARTIST GF

97 LINE REACTION TO THEIR S/O BEING ON THEIR PERIOD

GOT7

GOT7’S REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND HAVING A FACIAL (NOSE) PIERCING

GOT7’s REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND HAVING A LAUGH LIKE JACKSON’S

GOT7’S REACTION WHEN THEY FIND OUT YOU’RE VIETNAMESE/CHINESE

GOT7’S REACTION TO YOU SHOWING AFFECTION WHEN YOU USUALLY DON’T

GOT’S REACTION WHEN THEY GET HOME LATE AND SEE YOU SLEEPING SHIRTLESS

BAP

B.A.P’s REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING ON HER PERIOD AND ASKING THEM TO BUY HER TAMPONS/PADS

B.A.P’s REACTION TO ANOTHER MEMBER TELLING THEM THAT THEIR GF IS SICK

B.A.P’s REACTION TO THEIR GF HAVING ANGER ISSUES AND ENDS UP HURTING HERSELF

B.A.P’s REACTION TO THEIR GF WANTING THEM TO JOIN HER IN THE SHOWER

B.A.P’s REACTION WHEN YOU MAKE A COVER OF ONE OF THEIR SONGS

B.A.P’S REACTION TO YOU GETTING HURT AT A SPORTING EVENT

B.A.P'S REACTION (ZELO & YONGGUK) WHEN THEIR GF IS A RESPECTED MULTILINGUAL CELEBRITY IN THE US

SHINEE

SHINEE’S REACTION TO THEIR S/O AND HER GROUP ON HELLO BABY!

SHINEE’S REACTION TO THEIR GF TELLING EMBARRASSING STORIES ABOUT THEM ON WEEKLY IDOL

SHINEE’S REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING ON STRAIGHT EDGE

SHINEE’S REACTION WHEN THEY FIND OUT THAT THEIR S/O BOTTLES UP THEIR EMOTIONS

SHINEE’s REACTION WHEN THEY MEET YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME AT A FAN SIGNING

SHINEE’s REACTION TO YOU BEING ON A SUGAR RUSH

SHINEE’s REACTION TO A MEMBER LIKING THEIR SISTER

SHINEE’S REACTION WHEN YOU FEEL SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR BODY

SHINEE’S REACTION TO YOU SPEAKING MULTIPLE LANGUAGES

SHINEE’S REACTION WHEN THEIR WIFE TELLS THEM SHE IS PREGNANT

SHINEE’S REACTION WHEN THEIR WIFE IS IN LABOR

SHINEE’S REACTION TO THEIR GF TELLING THEM SHE IS CHRISTIAN

MONSTA X

MONSTA X’S REACTION ON THEIR FIRST DATE WITH YOU (part 1) (part 2)

MONSTA X’S REACTION WHEN THEY GET JEALOUS (part 1) (part 2)

MONSTA X’S REACTION WHEN YOU WEAR REVEALING CLOTHES

MONSTA X’S REACTION WHEN YOU FANGIRL OVER ANOTHER GROUP

MONSTA X’S REACTION WHEN YOU GIVE THEM HICKEYS

VIXX

VIXX’S REACTION TO THEIR GF NOT ANSWERING THEIR PHONE CALLS/TEXTS BECAUSE SHE’S BEEN SICK ALL DAY

VIXX’S REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND WANTING TO SPEND THE DAY CUDDLING BECAUSE SHE HAS CRAMPS(PMS)

VIXX’S REACTION WHEN ANOTHER MEMBER CATCHES THEM AND THEIR GF IN A HEATED MOMENT

VIXX’S REACTION WHEN YOU ASK THEM TO JOIN YOU IN THE SHOWER

VIXX’S REACTION TO THEIR GF HAVING A PANIC ATTACK

VIXX’S REACTION TO THEIR S/O SUDDENLY BURYING THEIR FACE IN HIS CHEST AFTER HAVING A BAD DAY

INFINITE

INFINITE’S REACTION WHEN THEY ARE JEALOUS

iKON

IKON’s REACTION TO THEIR GIRLFRIEND CRYING IN FRONT OF THEM

WHAT WOULD ORAL WITH IKON BE LIKE (M)

IKON’S REACTION WHEN THEIR GF DOESN’T WANT TO MAKE LOVE BEFORE MARRIAGE

IKON’S REACTION TO YOU VISITING THEM BACKSTAGE

WINNER

WINNER’S REACTION TO THEIR GF CRYING

WINNER’S REACTION TO THEIR IDOL GF SLIPPING ON STAGE

BLOCK B

BLOCK B’S REACTION WHEN YOU GRAB THEIR BUTT RANDOMLY

BLOCK B’S REACTION WHEN THEY FIND OUT THEIR S/O IS AN UNDERGROUND RAPPER

BLOCK B’S REACTION TO ZICO AND MINO DATING

ZICO’S REACTION WHEN HE SEES YOU WALKING AROUND IN THE KITCHEN LIKE A ZOMBIE WITH BED HAIR WHILE ONLY WEARING HIS SHIRT

DΞΔN

➽  meeting the girl of his dreams

➽ seeing you walk around the kitchen like a zombie with bed hair while wearing only his shirt

➽ accidentally falling for a very young fan

➽ his s/o going thru a hard time because of fan hate

➽ what kind of a movie would you two be?

GIRIBOY, IRON, OLLTII

➽  meeting the girl of his dreams (giri and iron)

we hope u enjoy them!!!

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GOT7 reaction to finding out that Jay Park is your brother?

MARK & JB: They’d be a little surprised but they’d think it’s really cool. They wouldn’t exactly have a huge reaction but they would show interest. “Woah! I didn’t know that! That’s awesome!”

YOUNGJAE & JUNIOR: They’d try to see the resemblance whether it was your looks or your personality. They want to know if you actually seem related to him.

JACKSON, BAMBAM & YUGYEOM: They’d think it’s totally amazing and might freak out. “Wait….Jay Park?!….like…Jay Park?….really?!?….WOW!”

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