#i understand bambam. i do

[guzhufuren]

GOT7 Bambam's bisexual awakening caused by a pretty foxboy being so intense that even renown bl actor and singer Jeff Satur got concerned

[bamdora]

y'all bambam's live-

i wanna cry

[thealternateuniverse]

You belong with Me

Bambam x reader

Masterlist

Warnings: Smut(?) if it counts as one

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"Y/N, I have a lunch with—"

"JYP, yeah, I already made the reservation. You'll be at the private lounge."

"What about the budget proposals for—"

"Done. Color-coded and on your desk."

"And don’t forget the contract for—"

"Stray Kids? Called Jinyoung. He’s drafting it, but he says you still owe him dinner."

Bambam leans back in his chair, eyeing you with exaggerated suspicion. "Are you secretly reading my mind? Or do you have little spies running around?"

You smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

He exhales, shaking his head. "I swear, if you ever leave, I’m screwed."

"Good thing I enjoy watching you suffer, then."

He chuckles before rubbing his temples. "No, but seriously, I don’t know what I’d do without you."

You mentally pat yourself on the back. Being Bambam’s secretary is a full-time commitment. If you had to describe it, you’re Donna Paulsen, and he’s Harvey Specter. The man doesn’t understand the concept of a break, and keeping up with him isn’t for the weak.

"No problem, Bam. I gotchu."

Just as you turn to head back to your desk, he suddenly remembers something.

"Oh, wait. I think you deserve this."

He lifts a small white envelope, waving it between his fingers.

You narrow your eyes. "What’s that? A bonus? A thank-you note? A restraining order?"

"Trip to Thailand." He grins. "All expenses paid. A whole week. You're welcome."

You blink. "You just said you don’t know what you’d do without me, and now you’re sending me away? Make it make sense."

Bambam leans forward, resting his chin on his hand. "Oh, don’t worry, I’ll suffer. But this way, when you come back, you’ll be well-rested and even more efficient. It’s a win-win."

You cross your arms. "Or… I could just stay there permanently and leave you to drown in your own mess."

He gasps dramatically. "You wouldn’t dare!"

You smirk. "Try me."

He laughs, shaking his head. "Nah, you love me too much to leave."

You roll your eyes, heart skipping a beat, but take the envelope anyway.

You hold up the envelope, inspecting it like it might be a prank. "There’s no catch? No secret work waiting for me in Thailand?"

Bambam smirks. "No catch. Just my way of showing appreciation. And maybe ensuring you don’t quit on me."

You narrow your eyes. "Mm-hmm. That part sounds more like the real reason."

He gasps, placing a hand on his chest. "Wow. Can’t a guy be generous without being accused of ulterior motives?"

You tap the envelope against your palm. "Not when that guy is you."

Bambam chuckles, leaning back in his chair. "Fine, fine. I admit, it’s a little bit of both. But mostly, I figured you deserved a break before you burn out and start plotting my demise."

You pretend to think. "Oh, I started plotting that months ago."

He winks. "And yet, I’m still alive. Must be the charm."

You roll your eyes. "More like my patience. Which, by the way, has a limit."

Bambam tilts his head. "And what happens when you hit that limit?"

You smirk. "Guess we’ll find out when I get back from Thailand."

Bambam dramatically shudders. "Should I be scared?"

"Always."

He laughs, shaking his head. "See? This is why I’m sending you away. You need some beach therapy before you actually murder me."

You sigh, slipping the envelope into your bag. "Fine. I’ll take the trip. But if I come back and find out you’ve made a mess of everything—"

Bambam grins. "Relax, I’ll be on my best behavior."

You snort. "That’s a lie."

He shrugs. "Yeah, but you won’t be here to witness it, so does it really matter?"

You shake your head, turning to leave. "Unbelievable."

Just as you reach the door, Bambam calls after you. "Wait!"

You turn back. "What now?"

He grins. "You’re still working tomorrow, right?"

You let out a dramatic sigh. "See? This is why I don’t trust you."

He chuckles, completely unapologetic. "Hey, just making sure. Enjoy your trip, assistant of the year."

You roll your eyes but can’t hide the small smile on your lips as you walk out.

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If your feet could talk, they’d be cursing you right now. Your heels felt like medieval torture devices, and your jaw ached from the forced smile you’d been wearing all night. When—please—would this damn party end?

And, of course, your boss was nowhere to be found. You’d spent the last hour weaving through the sea of socialites and champagne flutes, hoping to track him down so you could finally leave. You had a flight to catch tomorrow—destination: Thailand.

Bambam’s family’s annual charity ball was in full swing, a grand, glittering event that you had somehow managed to plan on top of your already impossible workload. And while you’d smiled and nodded through countless conversations, your mind was elsewhere.

You were dreading tomorrow. Not the trip itself—no, that was the one silver lining. You just couldn’t wait to escape for a while. To get away from all of this.

Spotting a familiar face, you grabbed the nearest (and hopefully sober) person. "Gyeom, have you seen your brother?"

Yugyeom blinked at you, swaying slightly. "Oh, he’s probably… somewhere… drunk."

You sighed. "That’s not helpful, Gyeom."

He grinned lazily. "Helpful is overrated. Besides, you know how these things go. Jackson got us all started, and once Jackson gets started—"

"—All of you lose all sense of responsibility. Yeah, yeah, I know."

Yugyeom patted your shoulder with the enthusiasm of someone who no longer had full control of his limbs. "Just… let him be. He’s having fun. You should too!"

You gave him a deadpan look. "I would love to, but unlike you, I actually have to leave in the morning. Flight. Early. Remember?"

He frowned. "Oh, right. You’re ditching us."

"Not ditching. Temporarily escaping before I commit workplace homicide."

Yugyeom laughed. "Fair. But if you’re looking for him, maybe check the balcony? He likes to hide when he’s had too much to drink."

You groaned but nodded. "Thanks, Gyeom. Try not to pass out in a fountain, yeah?"

He grinned. "No promises."

With a sigh, you turned toward the balcony, bracing yourself for whatever state Bambam was in.

You found the others—Jackson, Key, Mingyu, Ten, and Minghao—already deep into the party.

"Y/N… not even tipsy yet?" Jackson greeted, handing you a shot of Hennessy.

You glanced at the glass, debating. You were trying to avoid alcohol tonight—hangovers and early flights don’t mix—but one drink wouldn’t kill you.

"Nope. I’m ditching everyone tomorrow, and I gotta do it sober. Have you seen Bambam?"

"Oh, your boss? Yeah, he’s drunk off his ass. Went to the bathroom a few seconds ago—probably to throw up or negotiate with gravity."

Fantastic. Your feet were already killing you, and now you had to go find him again.

"Great. If he comes back, tell him I already left. And if anything goes missing this week, don’t bother looking for me until my plane lands back here."

The guys exchanged knowing looks, shaking their heads. They were used to your and Bambam’s chaotic boss-secretary dynamic. And you were dead serious about your DND mode.

"Well, enjoy Thailand," Mingyu said. "Just don’t enjoy it so much you forget to come back. Bambam will lose his shit. Hell, he’s probably losing it now."

Mingyu nodded toward the far end of the room. There stood Bambam, trying (and failing) to look composed. His stance wobbled slightly, and his half-lidded eyes gave him away. He was deep in conversation with Sandara Park, probably saying his goodbyes. She looked like she was about to leave.

"And… that’s my cue. Gotta vanish before he fully processes what’s happening."

After bidding the boys farewell, you made your way toward Bambam, who looked about three seconds from face-planting.

"Bam…" you called.

"Y/N!" he slurred, flashing a wide grin.

He excused himself from Sandara and turned toward you—only to stumble. You sighed, already predicting how this night would end.

"Hey, I’m leaving. Flight tomorrow, remember?"

Bambam groaned, pouting dramatically while still gripping his glass of Bombay.

"I regret giving you that damn ticket."

You smirked, arms crossing as you took in his state. His tie was crooked, three buttons undone, and his entire face was flushed red.

"And you should go home before you regret this hangover tomorrow."

Except… judging by the way he was looking at you—half-lidded, unbothered, borderline not comprehending. He didn’t argue. Instead, he placed his glass down on the nearest table. You pulled out your phone to call his driver.

"Come on, let’s walk out of here and at least pretend you’re sober. Your ride’s waiting outside."

Feigning casualness, you clung to his arm, guiding him as he insisted on stopping every few steps to say goodbye to people. By the time you finally reached the car, his legs gave out.

"Oh, for fu—Bambam!" you hissed, barely catching him before he hit the ground.

He was dead weight. Completely out.

"My god. This is not part of my job. Get it together! I haven't even left yet."

With no other option, you climbed into the car, directing his driver to drop your boss to his apartment

In the backseat, he was fully knocked out, snoring lightly.

Just another night dealing with your menace of a boss.

With the help of his driver, you somehow managed to haul Bambam’s deadweight up to his apartment on the 31st floor. By the time you got him through the door without breaking your backs, you were officially over it.

"Oh my god, I can’t wait to go to Thailand," you muttered under your breath as you tucked him into bed.

You should’ve left right then. But instead, you found yourself rummaging through his cabinets, searching for Tylenol or Advil—because knowing him, he’d wake up tomorrow hating his entire existence. You placed the pills and a bottle of water on his bedside table before turning back to him.

"Bam…" you tapped him gently, checking if he was conscious.

His right eye cracked open, barely.

"At least take off your coat and tie," you sighed.

He groaned, rubbing his face before sluggishly sitting up. With his eyes still shut, he half-heartedly peeled off his coat and tugged at his tie. When he finally got them off, he handed them to you—except, at the last second, he let them slip right through his fingers and onto the floor.

You exhaled sharply. "I swear to god, Bambam—"

Before you could finish, he caught your wrist, tugging you toward him. You stumbled slightly, caught off guard.

His grip was loose, but his voice was quiet—almost pleading.

"I wish I could tell you this when I am sober but.......I so badly need you. Don't leave, please?"

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, your pulse thudding so hard you swore your eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. What in Merlin's beard was happening to your boss? You mentally noted to check the batch number on that Bombay—maybe it had expired or something.

"Uhh… you technically gave me the ticket," you pointed out, trying to sound casual, even though your insides were screaming.

You carefully tried to slide your arm out of his grip, but instead of letting go, Bambam pulled you closer. His head slumped against your stomach, his warmth seeping through your clothes.

You froze.

Your boss was drunk. You were not. And… what the hell was this?

For a split second, you questioned whether you were the drunk one, but no—your mind was painfully clear. And yet, here he was, clinging to you like you were the only thing keeping him tethered to the earth.

"Right…" he muttered, his voice rough.

You stood there awkwardly, weighing your options. Should you push him off? Knock him out so he could go back to sleep? Pretend this never happened?

"And I need to leave now because I have a flight tomorrow," you said, trying to keep your voice steady. "Don't miss me too much. It's just a week."

The words felt hollow as soon as you said them. You realized, too late, that it probably fed into whatever drunken fantasy Bambam had in his hazy, alcohol-laced mind. You saw his eyes flicker up to you, dark and heavy with something unspoken.

Your stomach did a flip. This wasn’t just some playful drunken nonsense, you thought. The room suddenly felt too small, the air thick with something neither of you could deny.

Bambam lifted his head, the vulnerability in his gaze cutting through the alcohol haze. "You don’t know what it’s like... being around you all the time. I’ve been... Trying to act..... Normal.....But you…mm" His words faltered as he inched closer, his hand now resting on your waist.

Your mind screamed at you to walk away, to snap back into your usual role, to remind him of who you were: his secretary, his subordinate, not someone he could...

But before you could finish that thought, Bambam was pressing his lips to yours. Your body froze at first, but the heat of it, the intensity of the kiss, was too much to ignore.

You could feel the tension snap, like a dam breaking. And despite every single logical reason to pull back, you didn’t. You kissed him back, feeling the desperation in the way his hands gripped your back, as if he were trying to pull you into his soul itself.

His lips were warm, insistent, carrying the weight of something he had been holding back for too long. He wasn’t just drunk; there was intention in the way he pulled you closer, his hands sliding over your waist, fingers pressing into your lower back as if to keep you from disappearing.

You melted against him before you could think twice, your body responding before your mind could catch up.

“Bam…” you whispered against his lips, unsure if it was a plea to stop or to keep going.

But he didn’t stop. His lips traveled down, grazing your jawline before pressing slow, open-mouthed kisses along your neck. Your breath hitched, and your fingers instinctively tangled into his shirt, gripping the fabric as he pulled you flush against him.

“I think I'm going insane,” he murmured against your skin, his voice low, heavy with something deeper than just drunken words. “And you drive me insane, do you know that?”

Your heart pounded as he trailed his hands up your sides, his touch firm yet careful, as if memorizing every inch of you. You could feel the heat radiating off him, the steady rise and fall of his chest against yours.

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew this was a bad idea. You knew this would change things. But right now, with his lips claiming yours again, with his hands slipping beneath the hem of your shirt, none of it mattered.

You barely registered him guiding you toward the bed until the backs of your knees hit the edge of the mattress. He sat first, pulling you down with him, his hands never leaving your body. His fingers traced slow, teasing patterns down your spine, sending shivers through you.

“Don't be thinking too much,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear.

You didn’t get the chance to respond because the next thing you knew, he was flipping the both of you over, pressing you into the mattress with his body caging you in. His eyes, dark and clouded with desire, locked onto yours as he leaned down, his breath fanning against your lips.

Your clothes were suddenly everywhere Scattered across the room in a blur of heat and hands. You weren’t even sure when or how they came off. Maybe you had been too distracted, lost in the feeling of his lips against yours, the way his hands explored your body with an intoxicating mix of urgency and reverence.

Oh my god. He’s your boss.

You’re about to fuck with your boss.

A fleeting moment of hesitation hit you, but then you glanced at him—his dark, hooded eyes watching you like you were the only thing keeping him grounded, his pouty lips swollen from kissing you, his breath uneven.

You made your decision.

"You know what? Hell yeah."

This time, you were the one pulling him down, crashing your lips against his as you worked to remove the last of his clothes.

And damn.

You had seen Bambam in expensive suits, silk shirts, and designer fits, but seeing him like this, bare, raw, unfiltered—was something else entirely.

He was toned, every muscle defined beneath your fingertips, his frame lean yet strong. And his tattoos? You took your time tracing the ink with your fingers, your lips following the patterns across his skin.

Bambam let out a low chuckle, the sound vibrating against you as he hovered over you. "Didn’t know you liked my tattoos this much," he teased, though his voice was rough with want.

You met his gaze, smirking as you ran a hand down his chest. "Didn’t know you were hiding all this under your overpriced shirts," you shot back.

His grin widened, but there was something darker, more intense behind it. "Guess we’re both learning new things tonight," he murmured before his lips found yours again, stealing your breath, stealing your thoughts, until all that was left between you was heat and hunger.

And for the rest of the night, nothing else mattered.

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Bambam woke up to a pounding headache and a dry throat, his body heavy with the aftermath of too much alcohol. Groaning, he blinked against the morning light filtering through the curtains, his mind still hazy from the night before.

And then—flashes.

Soft lips. Warm hands. His name whispered like a secret.

His eyes snapped open.

What the hell?

Did he… have a wet dream about Y/N? His secretary?

He winced as the throbbing in his head doubled, rubbing his temples as he sat up. His first instinct was to reach for his phone, but instead, his fingers brushed against something on his bedside table—a bottle of water, pain relievers, and a note.

Confused, he picked up the note and read it.

I contacted the restaurant for your recovery food before leaving.

A slow grin crept onto his face despite the headache.

Of course. Y/N.

Always one step ahead, making sure his life didn’t fall apart—even after a night of getting wasted. He popped the meds into his mouth, washing them down with a long gulp of water before finally grabbing his phone.

No messages.

He scrolled. Refreshed. Still nothing.

Huh. So she was serious about the DND mode.

He leaned back against the headboard, staring at the ceiling. This would be the longest time they’d been apart since she started working for him. She was always there scheduling his meetings, handling his messes, reading his moods before he even had to say anything. And now? A whole damn week without her.

He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair.

This was his experiment, wasn’t it? Sending her to Thailand to see if he could function without her.

So why did it feel like he was already failing?

And more importantly… why did that dream feel so damn real?

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Thailand was a waking nightmare.

You had to put on your glasses—twice—just to make sure you weren’t hallucinating, you gave up the contacts for now. Every street corner, every billboard, every bus stop, every goddamn souvenir shop… Bambam’s face was everywhere. Smirking, posing, looking effortlessly cool.

It was like sleep paralysis, except you were painfully awake.

Even on vacation, you couldn’t escape him. You practically hid behind your shades and sweats on the way to airport because you were dead tired and slept the whole day on your first day here.

And it wasn’t just his face plastered all over Bangkok that haunted you. No. It was the ghost of that night. The heat of his touch still lingered on your skin, the memory of his lips burned into your mind like a brand. And the worst part? You ran. You got up, got dressed, and bolted from his apartment like your life depended on it, leaving nothing behind but the aftermath of a mistake you weren’t ready to face.

Now here you were, stomping down the bustling streets of Thailand, spiraling.

Using your DND mode as a pathetic excuse not to text or call him about that night.

Of course. It was a one-night stand. No big deal. He probably didn’t even remember it was you.

You groaned, rubbing your temples. How the hell did it come to this?

I mean… okay. Bambam was objectively attractive. He was rich, charming, and effortlessly cool, the kind of man women threw themselves at without a second thought. He was Jackson Wang’s brother, for crying out loud! The whole world wanted him.

But you?

You were his secretary. His friend. His personal damage control. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

“Just what the fuck!” you blurted out, stomping your foot in the middle of the street.

Passersby turned to stare.

You forced an awkward smile before speed-walking away like a lunatic.

This was a disaster. A catastrophe. A career-ending mistake. How the hell were you supposed to look him in the eye after this? How were you supposed to work for him like nothing happened?

You exhaled sharply.

The only solution was to draft your resignation letter the second you got back.

Because there was no way you could survive this.

“Is my brother giving you a hard time?”

Your jaw practically unhinged.

Mark Tuan.

Standing right in front of you, looking effortlessly cool like he owned Thailand.

Why the hell was he everywhere too? Was this some kind of twisted prank?

You let out a deep sigh, pressing your fingers to your temple. “Mark. Seriously?”

He smirked, clearly amused by your suffering. Unlike his usual polished, business-ready look, today he was dressed down, in casual, comfortable, blending in like any other tourist. Almost. There was still something about his presence that screamed power. He might’ve swapped his suit for a hoodie, but he still carried himself like someone who could buy this entire city if he felt like it.

“Didn’t expect to see you here,” you said, folding your arms.

“Business,” he answered simply. ���Flying out tonight, though.”

You groaned dramatically, looking at him with the kind of silent desperation usually reserved for someone pleading for their life. Forget that he was technically your boss too, he was Bambam’s brother. Which meant he might be the only person right now who could truly understand your current suffering without getting into details.

Mark tilted his head, watching you for a beat before gesturing ahead. “Come on. I know a good restaurant.”

You didn’t argue.

You just followed him, hoping a good meal could somehow fix your life.

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Bambam thought he had everything under control.

He figured the week without Y/N would be a welcome change. A chance to prove he could function without her.

But it was turning into a nightmare.

He felt restless, checking his phone every few minutes. He would scroll through messages, emails, but mostly—he’d just open Instagram, scrolling mindlessly, hoping to see one of Y/N’s posts, a story, anything.

Every time he saw something from the temporary secretary filling in for Y/N, it was like an itch he couldn’t scratch. It wasn’t right. They weren’t Y/N.

He found himself disappointed, irritated even, at the way the new assistant didn’t handle things quite the way Y/N did. The calm efficiency. The way she could anticipate his every need before he even voiced it. He missed her presence more than he wanted to admit, and every task, every email, felt... off.

It was a slow, quiet torture.

But there was something deeper gnawing at him. Something that wouldn’t leave his mind.

The memory of that night kept creeping back.

He kept replaying the blurry flashes in his head—the blackouts, the haze, the heat of her skin. At first, he thought it was a vivid dream. But the more he thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense. It couldn’t be real right?

He couldn’t have slept with her?

Y/N was his secretary. His friend. She was off-limits.

But as the days dragged on, he couldn’t shake it. The fragments of the night—her lips on his, the way she felt in his arms, the soft murmur of her voice, the way her name tasted on his tongue. It all felt too real, too intimate to just be some drunken fantasy.

He kept thinking, wondering if he’d made it up in a drunken stupor. Maybe it was just a wild dream that his mind fabricated. But no—there was too much detail. Too much... intensity.

It was bothering him more than he expected.

He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples, frustrated. He wasn’t supposed to be thinking about this. Y/N was supposed to be out of sight, out of mind for the week.

Her absence made everything feel like it was missing its rhythm. Missing its pulse.

Still, every time his phone buzzed with another update from the substitute secretary, or when he walked into his office without her sitting at her desk, his chest tightened. He kept expecting Y/N to just be there, to fill the silence, to make things feel like normal.

Bambam sighed, tossing his phone down on the desk. His mind raced, and for the first time in a long while, he felt... uneasy.

"Fuck this."

He grabbed his coat, adjusting his tie as he prepared to leave his office. He was done, frustrated, and in need of a change. Maybe a flight to Thailand would clear his head. But then—he froze, hand mid-air, suddenly realizing something.

"At least take off your coat and tie," the voice in his head snapped, and for a moment, he cursed himself for not catching it earlier.

“You drive me insane.”

"You know what? Hell yeah."

A chill ran down his spine as he stood there, the realization hitting him like a freight train.

"Oh shit..." The dreams he’d dismissed, the ones that had haunted him for months, were suddenly real.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

He grabbed his phone in a hurry, leaving his office, half-walking, half-running toward the elevator, panic mounting with each step. He needed answers.

When he finally got outside, his driver was already waiting for him. Bambam climbed into the back of the car, still processing the whirlwind of thoughts racing through his head.

"Sir," the driver greeted him, "Mr. Kim, how did I get home after the charity ball?"

Bambam turned his head to look at him, hoping for a shred of clarity. He couldn’t quite remember, and his brothers? Yeah, they were too drunk to even care.

"Uh... Ms. Y/L/N and I brought you home." The driver hesitated, unsure of himself, clearly caught off guard by the question.

"And did you drop her off after?"

The driver shook his head.

"Ms. Y/L/N texted me. She booked an Uber."

"What time was it?"

"It was already 4:30."

"Fuck!"

Everything clicked. The puzzle pieces were finally falling into place, and guilt washed over him like a tidal wave. That explains the no texts or any messages. That explains everything. He hadn’t remembered the night before... how could he not remember?

He had to go to Thailand. Why he needed to see Y/N? To explain? To apologize? Hell, he wasn’t even sure why, he just had to see her.

His phone buzzed, interrupting his thoughts. He checked it, Mark’s story on Instagram. A photo of his secretary—eating, no less. A stolen shot.

The caption:

"You deserve a treat for making everything easy."

Bambam’s blood ran cold.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

His heart pounded. Mark was in Thailand? And he was eating with his secretary? With Y/N?!!!

He wanted to scream. Yell. Destroy something. Anything to get the frustration out.

"Mr. Kim, can you bring me to the airport, please?"

His driver nodded, clearly sensing the tension. Bambam didn’t care anymore. He just needed to get there. Even if it means suffering and dreading in economy class. So he booked the earliest flight he can get to Thailand.

Bambam’s plane touched down in Thailand. His heart pounded in his chest. What the hell am I doing? His mind screamed, but his feet moved on their own, carrying him through the crowded terminal.

He had to get it together for being impulsive

He had no idea what he was going to say to Y/N, no clue how to even start the conversation.

"Separation anxiety hit me so hard, I almost wrote you a love letter. Be grateful I just showed up instead."

Or

"Y/N, I was lonely and confused when I got drunk, and then I thought… you could fix that. So, hi!"

But all he knew was that he couldn’t let things be like this. He couldn’t leave things unresolved. Hell, he's still even wearing his office clothes and doesn't have anything but his phone and wallet. 

His thoughts were interrupted by his phone buzzing again.

Mark’s story.

Another picture of Y/N, laughing at something in front of her. The caption read, "Glad I could make this trip easier for you." And there she was, looking... happy. With Mark.

The gnawing feeling inside him tightened.

Why, in the hell, Mark was in Thailand with his secretary. And they are together all night?

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. No more questions. He had to face what had happened—everything.

As he left the airport and entered a cab, his phone buzzed again, this time with a message from .....Y/N... Finally! After 2 days!!

'I'll be sending my resignation.'

Bambam froze, feeling like his world stopped. What the fuck?! 

why does it seems like he couldn't catch a break. 

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You sighed, staring at your phone after finally sending a text to your boss—for the first time in two days.

Having Mark around made everything feel a little lighter, like a much-needed reset. He wasn’t prying or pushing for answers. He simply asked about work, about him, and you responded with the usual: your daily routine, the way Bambam was a perfectionist to a fault, how insufferable he could be when making decisions.

And then, maybe because the boba tea was too good or because your thoughts had been eating at you for days, you said something incredibly stupid.

"Let’s say, hypothetically, Mark, you have a friend. You two are close. Then you slept together."

Mark choked—actually choked—on his drink, coughing as he wiped his mouth. "Okay? I need the whole context before I die here."

You hesitated, but the words were already out. Might as well commit.

"You’re both drunk. Or, well… one of you is drunk to the point of forgetting. And the other? Sober. The next morning, the drunk one doesn’t remember, and the sober one runs away and pretends it never happened. What would you do?"

Silence.

The moment the question fully registered, you wanted to slap yourself. Why—why—why would you ask Mark of all people? The brother of the guy you slept with.

Mark, to his credit, didn’t look completely suspicious. Just… amused.

"Okay… hypothetically? Nothing."

Your brows furrowed. Not the answer you were expecting.

"You look disappointed." Mark tilted his head, giving you a knowing look. "But really, if I don’t remember, I go about my life as usual. Unless memories hit me like a ton of bricks, then…" He trailed off, as if considering something deeply.

"Then?" you prompted, unable to stop yourself.

Mark smirked, sipping his drink. "Depends. If I find her really attractive… I might continue what we started."

Your mouth went dry.

He chuckled at your reaction. "And if I wasn’t particularly interested… I’d just ghost or pretend it never happened. Simple."

Your lips parted slightly, forming a small "oh."

So, either Bambam doesn’t remember.

Or… he remembers and doesn’t particularly care.

Your stomach twisted at the thought.

"I see," you murmured, voice barely above a whisper.

Mark studied you, his curiosity sharpening. "So… who’s this troubled friend of yours?"

You tensed.

The way he was looking at you—really looking—made you feel exposed, like if you lingered for even a second too long, he’d know. He’d see right through you.

Your phone buzzed.

You glanced down, checking your Instagram notifications—Mark tagged you in his stories.

You tapped it open, only to cringe at the stolen shots he’d posted. Oh my god. Did you really look that horrible when eating?

"Mark, seriously? You could’ve at least picked better photos and captions."

Mark grinned, unbothered. "The more dramatic, the better." He shook his head like it was obvious.

You tilted yours, confused. "What’s that supposed to mean?"

Before he could answer, he glanced at his watch. "Oh, it’s already 4:30 PM. Cinderella’s gotta get back to the hotel."

You rolled your eyes at the nickname for himself but stood up nonetheless. "Well… thanks for today, I guess. Let’s just hope I don’t get flooded with hate DMs from your fans."

Mark smirked. "You won’t. They know better than to mess with the best secretary."

You chuckled, shaking your head. Best secretary, huh? Bambam would never.

Mark sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I won’t be able to walk you back, though. Didn’t realize the time—I have a flight to catch."

Something about the way he said it made you pause. Maybe it was the way he looked at you—like he wanted to say something more but wasn’t going to.

"Oh. Right. Safe flight, then."

You and Mark exchanged goodbyes before you turned and started walking back to your hotel. It was only a fifteen-minute stroll—just enough time to clear your head.

The evening air was thick with humidity, clinging to your skin as you navigated the lively streets of Thailand. Your thoughts drifted back to your conversation with Mark, to his hypothetical answers that felt a little too real.

But the moment you stepped into the hotel lobby, all of that vanished.

Your jaw dropped. "What the—"

Standing near the entrance, dressed in his office clothes, was Bambam.

His tie was loosened, the first few buttons of his dress shirt undone, and he was holding his coat in one hand—probably because of the humid weather. His hair was slightly tousled, as if he’d been running his fingers through it all day. And his eyes—dark, unreadable—locked onto yours the second you walked in.

"Took you long enough." His voice was casual, but there was an edge to it.

You blinked, still processing. "What… what are you doing here?"

He scoffed. "Oh, I don’t know. Maybe chasing my secretary across countries because she conveniently told me she is sending her resignation."

Your stomach flipped.

Oh, shit.

Your jaw remained unhinged, mind racing as you took in the sight of him—standing there, still dressed in his office clothes, not even bothering to change into something travel-friendly.

Bambam was always stylish. Always put together. But right now? He looked… wrecked. Like he had been through hell just to get here.

And then it hit you.

He flew all the way here, in a damn suit, because he thought you were quitting as his secretary.

You exhaled sharply, dropping your gaze before forcing yourself to meet his eyes again. His expression was unreadable, but there was something there—something Longing?

Your throat tightened. But you had already made your decision.

"I quit because I can't work with you anymore."

You braced yourself for his reaction. For the sharp retort, the mocking smirk.

Instead, his jaw clenched.

"If this is about what happened that night, then fuck it—"

He took a step closer.

Your breath caught.

Your eyes widened as he reached for you, his fingers grazing your cheek with an almost possessive touch.

"Two fucking days." His voice was low, heated. "Two fucking days, and I gave you space. But that’s enough. You can quit being my damn secretary, but you’re not running away from me."

Your heart pounded. "But… I thoug—"

"I wasn’t sure if it was real at first." His forehead nearly touched yours now, his warmth seeping into your skin. "I thought you were just serious about your DND mode. But how dare you think I’d pretend it never happened while I was going crazy for the past two days?"

You scoffed, trying to put some distance between you, but he didn’t let you.

"That’s rich, Bambam." You forced a laugh, but it came out weak. "You didn’t even text me. Didn’t even call."

His fingers tightened slightly on your cheek before he pulled back just enough to look you in the eyes. "Because I was trying to respect your damn space."

You swallowed. "And then you just decided to chase me to another country?"

His lips curled into a smirk, but his eyes still burned. "I panicked."

You blinked. "You? Panicked?"

He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah. And it fucking sucked."

For the first time, he looked genuinely exhausted. Like he had been running on pure adrenaline just to get here.

"Bam, you—"

"Why did you leave?" He cut you off, voice softer this time. "Was it because you thought I’d just forget about it? That I wouldn’t care?"

You didn’t answer.

Because yes.

And the silence must have been enough of a response, because his expression darkened.

"That’s bullshit." He shook his head, laughing under his breath. "You really think I’d let you go that easily?"

Your stomach flipped. "I didn’t know what else to think."

"Then let me make it clear." He took your hand, pressing it against his chest—right over his racing heartbeat. "I fucking remember. Everything."

Your lips parted, words failing you.

"And I’m not letting you run from me again."

"I…" Your voice trailed off, words failing you as you instinctively tried to pull your hand away.

But he didn’t let go.

Bambam’s grip wasn’t tight—just firm enough to keep you there, as if letting go meant losing you all over again. His exhaustion was evident, his usual sharp gaze softened by jet lag and whatever insanity had driven him to chase you down here.

He sighed, shaking his head. "At least let me hug you. Damn, I missed you."

You swallowed hard before nodding.

The moment his arms wrapped around you, you felt his body relax against yours, his weight pressing into you as if he’d finally let himself breathe.

"Come on. You need to rest." You murmured, patting his back lightly.

Bambam groaned. "Badly. My back hurts from that goddamn economy seat. No legroom, nothing."

Your eyes widened in horror. "Wait—you flew economy?"

He nodded tiredly, rubbing his temple. "Yeah. Worst decision of my life."

You gasped, covering your mouth. "You mean to tell me… you flew all the way here… in economy… with no luggage? Just yourself?"

Bambam blinked at you, deadpan. Then he exhaled dramatically. "Baby… see how down bad I am."

You stared at him, still struggling to process how everything had escalated so fast.

It was one night.

One reckless, alcohol-fueled night.

And suddenly, he was chasing you across the world, sleep-deprived, professing—well, whatever the hell this was.

You didn’t know how things changed so fast, but one thing was certain: you’d figure it out soon enough.

Just… after he got some damn sleep.

----

Bambam jolted awake from his nap, his heart pounding when he realized no one was beside him. Panic set in for a split second—had Y/N left him again? He had dozed off in her hotel room, finally getting some rest after battling jet lag. Earlier, he had bombarded his brother, Mark, with texts, frustrated after waiting four hours in the damn hotel lobby. Mark had enjoyed Y/N’s company a little too much for Bambam’s liking—even posting her on his story just to spite him. And worst of all, it worked.

"You’re awake. You should get more sleep."

Y/N’s voice pulled him from his thoughts as she set down the paper bags she brought—probably food.

"I thought you left me again."

He caught the way her smile faltered.

"You should eat first, Bam."

Bambam sighed, running a hand through his hair as he sat up, still groggy from sleep. His heart hadn’t quite settled yet. The panic from waking up alone still lingered in his chest.

"Bam?" Y/N repeated, her voice softer this time as she unpacked the food, carefully avoiding his gaze.

He didn’t argue. Taking the food, he quietly started his meal while Y/N sat across from him, absentmindedly poking at her dessert as she watched him. The silence between them was thick—almost expectant.

As soon as he finished, he wiped his mouth and leaned back. "You can start asking."

Y/N blinked, momentarily caught off guard. She hadn't expected him to cut straight to the chase. Scrambling to gather her thoughts, she hesitated, searching for the right words.

"Why?"

She looked at him, confusion evident in her eyes, waiting—expecting an answer.

Why?

That same question had been running through his mind the entire way here. When did it even start? He wasn’t sure. Had he just grown too dependent on her as his secretary, mistaking it for something more? Or had there been affection all along—buried beneath layers of denial—conveniently masked as a simple boss-secretary relationship?

Bambam exhaled, his fingers absentmindedly tapping against the table as he struggled to piece together his own emotions.

"You know, I used to think I just needed you. That’s it. You had my back, you knew exactly what I wanted before I even said a word—hell, sometimes before I even thought of it. I figured that’s what made you so damn important to me. You were dependable, irreplaceable, my right hand. But… turns out, I’m an idiot."

Bambam chuckled, shaking his head as he ran a hand through his hair. His gaze flickered to you, lingering like he was seeing you for the first time—or maybe, just finally admitting what had been in front of him all along.

"Because needing you? That’s the bare minimum of what I feel."

"I love watching you work, you know? The way your brows furrow when you’re deep in something—concentrated, unbothered by the chaos I bring. How you line up everything I need like clockwork, like it’s second nature to you. How you remember my coffee order down to the last damn detail, and somehow, it always tastes better when it’s from you."

"And it’s not just that. It’s how good you look when you’re serious—like you belong right next to me, running this whole damn empire together. How perfect we are together, wherever we go. How your eyes light up over the smallest things—ice cream, desserts—even after back-to-back meetings that should have drained the life out of you. How you love seafood. How you only accept real carbonara, not that cream-drenched imposter dish."

"How you wince when a trainee messes up, like you feel secondhand embarrassment. How you laugh at my jokes—like, genuinely laugh—not just because I’m the boss, but because you actually enjoy my stupid humor."

"And then there was last night. That charity ball. That dress. You looked… ethereal. Like some untouchable goddess. Too bad I got drunk, huh? Too bad I was too much of a coward to admit all this before we ended up in… whatever the hell this situation is now."

He stepped closer, voice quieter but firm, his usual confidence laced with something deeper.

"It's shitty that it had to happen before I figured it out together but I don't regret it. And I know one thing for sure. I don’t just need you, Y/N. I want you. All of you. Every little thing about you that makes you you. And if I’ve already messed this up, well… tell me now. Otherwise, I’m not letting you go. Not now. Not ever."

[fff777]

here it is! we have the eng subs to got7 on youngjae's radio show! i'd watched it when it aired but no understanding korean, i was just going off of vibes lol. but i'm excited to watch again this time with more context!

hype!!! when youngjae was introducing the show there were so many fans outside cheering him on

lol fanchant to miracle in 2025

miracle is a really sweet song though <3 i was going to fast forward through this to get to the interview but i kind of want to listen to the full song

this is over two hours so we're going to get a lot of interview i am buzzinggggg i'm so excited for talk7. but also tumblr limits posts to 30 images so we shall see if i need to break up this post into two if i have too many screenshots

omg right it's the middle of winter and it's apparently midnight? the fans must be so cold TAT stay strong ahgase TAT

aw youngjae is excited too <3

youngjae's otter doll became coco's toy

lol hamburger-nim

entry music for the members <3

aegyo king as always

they are NEVER letting go of super sexy aegyo

youngjae really making jaebeom do all the memes

wait since when was mark and angel and a prince :3 anyway he is very pretty thsi comeback <3

angry mark-hyung <3 he's so cute when he's animated

seunie~ welcome back

the way jackson was like i'm out as soon as youngjae asked for super sexy aegyo

jinyoung!!!!!!!!!!!!!! why did he walk in like this though lmfaooo. like a 老大

here comes bambam, swagmaster hypebeast himself

yugyeom last but not least, walking in like a ceo lol

btw i love that youngjae was like just sit wherever you want. like they're really going casual, i love it.

youngjae being told to go outside so they can call him in lol

they're at a point where it's fun to interact with the fans :P

the guys commenting on jaebeom's cute librarian look :3 yes is looking cute and soft today

mark and yugyeom equal and opposite concepts XD

jinyoung so defensive when he said his sweater was new. "it's not fucking stained bro."

jinyoung's completely anticlimactic introduction lol. i love how nonserious these guys are being, they really are sticking to the concept of no formation, no preparation, just vibes and hanging out.

this entire comeback jinyoung and jackson have been especially playful. and so far they've just been sitting facing each other like guys remember this is a group activity lol.

what is bambam being so cute for (his concept is being maknae today :P)

guys: youngjae already introduced himself before we got here guys: then why doesn't youngjae introduce himself to us

listener: jay b, can you please calm down listener: i worry you'll get in trouble with jinyoung afterwards jjp continue to be mom and dad lel

the guys explaining korean slang to jackson and mark. probably like old times :P

who was it who said that show about korean slang kept showing up on their algorithm lol

youngjae said his radio skills are rusty and he doesn't know how to move on from a convo anymore

jinyoung knows the fans, he knows we love them talking comfortable like this :3

yeah every time they have a comeback there's a new meme among themselves. for nanana it was sheee~. this time i'm not sure what it is. maybe it's "bambam made it" because they keep saying it when they're introducing python lol.

oh never mind they said it's PYTHON but in a high pitch

fan: mark, why are you so handsome mark: thanks mom and dad that's very american humour lol

the guys trying to downplay their fight. they're like "we've changed!!! we're not like that anymore!!" but also they're honest and they have no problem about spilling the beans.

bambam: leave in the comments who you want to see fight, we'll arrange a showdown

bambam was nervous because it was his first time producing for the members :3 well he did well (y)

so there's going to be a making of video for python then. these guys just yolo with spoilers.

they've been talking about python for 1.5-2 years

would it have been possible for them to have released this in may though? when jinyoung and jaebeom were still serving?

aw, jinyoung admitted he was happy from beginning to end of the entire album making process. he's letting himself be sappy.

they're hyping up this fight so much

yugyeom is so frustrated about jaebeom forgetting the dance choreography lol

LOL yugyeom watched compilation videos of jaebeom's mistakes ToT let him live pleaseeeee

bambam: at the concert, please focus on jaebeom LOL

jinyoung saying that he thought they were cool during dance practice and yugyeom laughing and jinyoung being like ??? should i say we suck?!?!?! he went full grumpy old man lol

lol jinyoung's defense about spoiling

youngjae: can y'all let me do my job and guide the convo got6: no

jaebeom came up with the name winter heptagon

aw...they shine apart but also together as a constellation <3

oh TRUE it matches with this being the year of the snake (though when winter heptagon dropped it was technically still year of the dragon) and bam being snake in korean. python IS bambam's song.

yeah i heard that originally tidal wave was supposed to be a title track

lol python is a song about the love between cat and owner lmao. bambam would know as cat dad/cat butler.

jackson hiding after his tom and jerry joke ^^;;

they're just gonna be like this whole time eh

jinyoung was gonna make a joke but he stopped himself because he knew it was going to be cheesy but the guys were like noooo do it so jinyoung reluctantly did it and wanted to dip right after lol

yugyeom pointing out how the fans want to hear it but still give jinyoung shit for bad jokes. this is the proper idol/fan relationship, never let the man live X'D

ohh was tidal wave was supposed to be the title track instead of nanana? anyway jay b said he kept pushing for tidal wave.

jaebeom switched the chorus with bambam. i think it's so interesting how they guys have complete creative control.

jinyoung: yo bros weren't we so cool just now, not even one skrrt, we've made it, we've grown up

of course, they're serious about the album :3

YEAH EVERYBODY wanted jaebeom's part so they could just sing and be done with it and focus on the dance >3

i love that they're not afraid to admit that they get out of breath lol

interesting, bambam originally wanted mark to do the first chorus, and jaebeom was ok with rapping

YEAHHH request for jaebeom to sing the chorus and the guys were also like YEAHHHH

jaebeom never disappoints <3

yeah i remember in an old part switch video where jaebeom was saying he's not as confident with falsetto

yesss please bring back part switch ver :3

this is when they cleared up the fanchant lol

music break for python

there's ahgabong on the premises

there's the little fat birdie ahgase cake next to yugyeom :3

jackson: what does that mean? guys: *explains* jackson: ohhh jackson: i don't get it

jackson not remembering the cabbage hair incident and bambam was explaining and jackson was like stop you don't even remember it. i think it was pretty simple, just that jackson was pushing mark too hard when stretching and mark grabbed his hair like a cabbage. i don't know what that means though lol.

ameri-thai-kong fighting in multiple languages B)

so jackson says he swears in korean lol

lol asia song festival

jinyoung and jaebeom saying they don't fight anymore, it was very cute when they both denied it :3

back in the bounce days they fought every day huhuhu. the teen boy spirit.

wait i don't know what this jj cross is lmao. but it was the first entry in a cringe test youtube compilation XD oh bambam

jinyoung being like "...when we shot it we actually thought we were really cool." it always amuses me how easy the guys are to laugh and cringe at their old stuff XD like they obviously know they're cool and they don't feel their image is threatened by looking and acting silly because fun must be always!!!

lol so yugyeom has fantasies about cussing people out. reasonable tbh, i think it's how a lot of people get rid of their angry feelings.

aww there as a time when they were trainees that yugyeom was really really angry and he called jaebeom and jinyoung

music break~ smooth was made by jackson! :3 the guys are also taking a break to stretch their legs and then switch sides

mark, jackson, and bambam dancing to smooth as they come back in :3

jaebeom: is it ok to feed meat to the baby birds? 🤔 got6: it's ok, eagles exist

they guys getting soooo offended that the listener said they're bad at games

YEAHHH jinyoung picking the A reenactments and i love how bambam proudly shows the fans while jinyoung just holds his head in defeat and shame

lol they all bullied jinyoung into doing all of the videos as punishment for picking the mission

ok but you can tell jinyoung is having doing the other guys' videos

jinyoung stayed cool for all of them except for his own X'D

jackson's plan completely backfired, he wanted youngjae to be the other mission man but everyone instead turned on him. the guys are SO PROUD of the birds for getting the memo LMAO it's always so hilarious when they use the fans to turn on each other.

they're trying to get jackson to reenact the videos too and jinyoung was like "??? then what did i do all that for??" and yugyeom quietly said to jinyoung "it was fun 🥰" yugyeom was and is jinyoung's baby

jackson hates this SOOOOO MUCH X'D

now jackson trying to flip the script onto bambam lmao

bambam @ yugyeom: now do my part yugyeom: ?? why??? bambam: i can't die alone maknaes forever X3

jackson just making up a listener message to further his agenda lol. FAKE NEWS

music break for our youth! this is soooo youngjae style

next is the presentation segment where they talk about the songs they made :3

jackson wrote smooth in one day :o

i have to say it at least once, but jackson is really so handsome like this. simple styling, prince hair.

next is youngjae with our youth

i will say this song, while it does sound very youngjae style, also sounds a bit like got7's b-sides back in the day. so i believe youngjae when he said he wrote it with got7 in mind :3

youngjae messing up the lyrics :P

yugyeom with remember

they're making yugyeom reenact his cringe video from a million years ago. NEVER let your bro live anything down lol

LOL jinyoung went to the coin karaoke in the military often

jaebeom with darling!!! :3 him singing that one line and the girls going CRAZY. i did too huhuhu

jackson said he felt like he was attending an online lecture and jaebeom went into teacher mode :P

the guys all commenting on jaebeom's messy writing ^^;;

weirdest thing to pause the man about lmao. like thanks kayi but what am i supposed to do with this information.

tidal wave was also written by bambam? :D

little shimmy after a little fanservice :P

so many guys are saying jinyoung did well :3

mark with out the door! i really liked this song on the track, might be my favourite on the album

mark wrote this with his band. it was supposed to be in a lower key for him but they raised it up three keys for got7 :o interesting

mark also named jinyoung as the member who did well and he said that jinyoung's pronunciation of the english lyrics was very good. honestly jinyoung has always had very good pronunciation of languages. i remember the first time i saw got7 doing an interview in the state and i was literally :o when i heard jinyoung speaking because he was able to do the american accent so well

bambam said that out the door reminded him of high school and mark said out the door felt nostalgic to him. it's true, this song sounds like it could be the soundtrack to a teen movie.

jinyoung with her

LOL the final showdown

LOL jinyoung smoothly avoiding jackson's hug and jackson touching jinyoung's face on the poster instead

lol jinyoung sleepy

jinyoung's the only guy who picked to have someone else's face. all the other members picked to keep their faces. interesting. well he's an actor so i guess he likes living other people's lives

LOL jinyoung wants to wash he other guys instead of being washed. all the guys are so suspicious of other people washing their bodies lmao.

last song, yours truly :3

omg...2-5-1 chord progression of jjp + other members + ahgase...that's sweet

awww a 10 year old fan who's imagining what it's like to be an adult...aw...

guys...i guess we're shoebills now

lol mbc had to register 19 cars for got7 XD there are too many staff.

bambam's turn to foot the bill huhuhu

never mind jaebeom pays again lol. leader is leader is leader.

lol time to pat each other on the backs >3

markbeom <3

bambam: we need to remodel the nest youngjae: bambam, please do it for us bambam: bambam: ok

music break for her

why are they flipping bottles in the year 2025

hello by got7 to lead us out

waving to fans :3

and there we have it :3 i missed them a lot, got7 are sooo much fun, thank you so much for doing this ;v;

[waiting-on-mars]

i understand sun has supportive parents, and its not great to have your partner deny being in a relationship with you, but outing aylin and luna, and then outing ongsa is really not the move :/

and from the next episode preview, it looks like its ongsa running around trying to get sun back when i feel like sun should at least apologize for outing her when ongsa wasn't ready!! sun seemed to understand aylin when she wasn't ready to talk, so its frustrating that she doesn't understand ongsa

tho maybe its to show that sun can be immature in certain scenarios, she's not always the mature and perfect person that ongsa thinks she is, but if this is how the show is trying to execute it, they did not do it right

we also didnt get a scene where luna apologizes to aylin for pushing her to socialize when she wasn't ready!!! i love the fluffiness of this show but these past two eps are really frustrating

at least we got some progress for nida and bambam, yay for older lesbians!!!

[briankang]

Hiiii, canon comp skz fic anon here, thank you so much for answering my question over with chanrizard :) Coming off anon because I have more questions if I may, please. Do we know if chris/felix/jisung/jeongin shared a room in the dorm too, or were they more evenly distributed across those three rooms that skz ended up taking over completely in ep 2 of the show? My understanding was that Changbin, Hyunjin, and Seungmin were also already around (basing this on how long they said they were trainees for from ep 1), tho presumably in a different dorm I guess? And that Minho joined as a trainee last... Sorry, just trying to get my timelines straight here before I write too much more fic *sweatdrop*

omg no problem of course!!!

based on what we see in the show, those 4 are already at the dorm space they seemed to keep until 2022-ish. this is what it looks like when we first see it:

they all end up moving their things around so i don't think they shared rooms necessarily, but definitely the dorm itself! i know for sure chris used to room with young k of day6 (and roomed with him the longest, i think they said abt 5 years), and if memory serves i believe bambam also shared with them (fun fact, they used to steal young k's mattress off of his bed and drag it around to eat fast food on)

i don't think it's ever really said by anyone, but i personally have always assumed people that live in seoul sort of used the dorms as needed if they're staying late (which was...a lot), but those who had come from overseas or other parts of korea that were too far had more permanent spots in the dorms (of course), or maybe had separate ones even based on that distinction.

i think they also tried to keep them pretty close to each "debut group", but not necessarily stuck to it, but for reference the original debut group for skz was chan, allen (now in cravity), jisung, changbin, steven (now in luminous/ahof), hyunjin, jeongin, yao chen (former r1se member now a soloist), seungmin, felix,🤢woojin, and minho at the very tail end. cute pic of (most) of them all here (p sure thats minho in the very bottom lmao)!

which if u want a brief history lesson for some backstory:

yao chen ended up going to a chinese boy group called r1se (that...no longer exists but he's v successful solo now! i do wonder if he was actually meant to be in boy story but was perhaps a bit too old/concepts were changed? their oldest are 04 liners LMAO) and allen was actually meant to be in it as well but apparently didnt like the idea so he ended up going to starship and minho ended up taking allen's spot in the group and show despite being there like barely two months (p sure allen had been in there for a WHILE). steven's never said anything about why he left jyp, but he was on produce 101 and i'm p sure left sometime after that (common).

there was an additional almost member named john aquino who ended up moving back to america, but he's met up with them before on tour and also put up one of the funniest instagram stories i've ever seen of him putting bottoms up by trey songz to the my house cover chris did calling him mr.stealyourgirl because he "has that kind of vibe about him" (also realized getting this tweet the Youth™️ do not know abt this song and have proceeded to make a big deal abt it and taking it as like....Fact and serious bc they didn't live through the swag era like some of us). here's another funny ass tweet w/ some posts. i think this is the funniest way i've ever seen somebody refer to him as being sexy by saying he could take anyone because he's so hot and charismatic (it's also soooooo late millennial/early gen z of him sLKSDJGLKSD john reminds me of young k's old friend from toronto terry actually)

other boys who were considered i believe at some point: yuchan and byeongkwan, who both left in abt 2016 to go to beat interactive and debuted in a.c.e (yuchan and chris were the treadmill zombies in the twice mv for like ooh-ahh!) and daehwi and woojin from ab6ix!

all that to say i have to assume all these boys were in these dorms at one point given they were all overseas trainees (yao chen from china, steven from sydney, and allen and john from the us), so if anyone was bunking there it was them, which would also explain why those beds were empty now since they were no longer part of the debut project. i wanna say maybe allen and chris shared a room at some point but i can't put fact to that, but allen has a lot of stories about chris's mom so they were close! if you want the order of who joined:

chris (2010), jisung (2014-2015-ish), jeongin, hyunjin, changbin, woojin (2015-2016), felix, seungmin (2016/2017, seungmin passed an open audition, felix finished out his school year), minho (2017)

lmk if this helps any!!! old jyp lore is my favorite topic 😊

[svt-nari]

nari's love life !

nari started dating after they debuted. It was obviously against the company rules, but what were they gonna do about it? kick her out? she's pansexual and so far, has only dated people with the same life as her (idols), because they can understand each other's schedules and make it work better than with someone who's not a part of this life. right now, she's currently in a relationship with a male idol.

2015–2016 › seulgi, red velvet

— their friendship started when nari ended up confessing her undying love for red velvet's main dancer on a live.

— may I add... while she was completely wasted.

— she was saying how much she loved watching the older woman dance and how much talented she was.

— then, seulgi approached her on a music show the next day.

— didn't really date, but they were tied to one another, if you get what i mean.

— a sort of fwb kind of relationship.

— then nari confessed.

— and they decided to not keep on with this relationship.

— and then, nari was left heartbroken, but at least they are still friends.

— they joke about it from time to time.

2016–2017 › jayb, got7

— they were friends way before they started dating.

— nari met him because of her friendship with got7's maknae line and ended up befriending him due to bambam introducing them.

— started dating because jaebeom showed her a song he wrote for her, confessing the feelings he had.

— it also became a part of one of got7's albums.

— dated for almost 9 months then they broke up.

— she had a really good time with him and can't really complain, same as him.

— he wrote various songs for her just as she has written lots of songs about him.

— remain as friends and they support each other til this day.

2017 › wheein, mamamoo

— after her break up with jaebeom, she wanted to date women again.

— didn't go so well.

— her and wheein were friends for a long time before they dated.

— but they couldn't really understand each other and talk while they were together.

— the relationship ended after three months.

— and their friendship too.

— both parties don't really speak to each other anymore.

— it's awkward at gatherings when they are both there.

— nari tries to avoid wheein at all costs.

2018–2020 › baekhyun, exo

— got close because of a collaboration they did together.

— started dating after a couple months of knowing each other.

— their relationship consisted of spending quality time with each other.

— her first ever long-term relationship and her first public relationship.

— they dated for 2 and a half months until they broke up.

— happened during the pandemic, they slowly distanced themselves.

— especially due to their different life rhythms at the time.

— then nari broke up with him after a fight they had.

— he was devastated and literally tried to gain her back at all costs.

— going as far as posting some cryptic stuff on his social media.

— hinting that he missed someone so much that he thought his heart was going to stop beating.

— and then deleting right after.

— he still loves her, but she moved on.

— and for good.

obs.: some speculate that the album bambi has something to do with nari.

2021–present › seungcheol, seventeen

— okay, how to start?

— they've been friends since forever, basically.

— cheol has had the biggest crush on her ever since they met, but he didn't do anything due to their teamwork.

— he supported her through her every relationship, and she's forever grateful for that.

— nari takes great care of him. she just wants what's best for this boy!

— they started dating after a drunk confession on cheol's side.

— she was a bit hesitant at the start, but she knew that what they had was way more than just a friendship.

— then, after overthinking she just said fuck it and kissed him.

— all the members LOVE to tease coups for it.

— they NEVER will tease nari because of their relationship.

— just their big and scary leader who turns into the biggest softie whenever he sees her face.

— they've thought about going public but decided on letting people find out by themselves.

— which is slowly working since they don't really hide much.

— they've been together for a long time now and expect them to be like this forever!

all rights reserved © svt-nari, 2023

[skylinesnsunshines]

Hihi I hope you are doing well!

omggg could you do a reading on Bambam to see how he is doing? His recent posts are so worrying :((( I went to one of his concerts not long ago and he looks sososo tired but he still killed the stage lol. I really hope everything is okay 😭😭😭 Got7 is suppose to comeback early next year too so I am so concerned omfg sending all my love to them

hi there! yes ill do a quick card pull on his energy to see where he's at

DISCLAIMER: this is all speculative and for entertainment purposes only, so take it with a grain of salt

from his tweets i was definitely worried, and from the spread i can see that he's going through a lot of turmoil right now. to put it simply, what Jackson said to him was incredibly valid as i can see that he seems to feel like outside forces are making him go through things that he necessarily want to do. i'm not gonna sugarcoat and again this is all for entertainment purposes only, but given that bam is a taurus sun with a pisces moon and cancer rising his outer layer is often misunderstood. underneath how he wants to be seen, he's a really sensitive individual who might need more time to navigate through life. i feel that he often takes on the burden without even realising it, and when he was with the 7's he was able to share the burden. since he's a soloist now he doesn't have that safety net to rely on. he's only been with his company for 3 years, and i sense a lot of reluctance and disagreements on his behalf regarding their creative vision. i feel like his rose-coloured glasses have come off and he's in denial of accepting change, there might have been shifts in management or finance within the company which has impacted the initial deal that they agreed upon. he feels taken advantage of but also helpless because he's like "i didn't agree to this". i think in prior years he was just so "all in" and i wouldn't be surprised if he was constantly jumping from idea to idea because of his jupiter influenced moon, and i feel that it has caused him burnout which he is forced to work through due to his prior obligations. i can see that he's probably run himself dry, and i sense that the circumstances he's in doesn't encourage his autonomy which is why he feels helpless. he definitely needs to take a step back and in the future i see him going through a journey of understanding his worth and acknowledging his strengths/weaknesses. i also feel that in this time it would be most beneficial for him to take a step back and truly focus on himself as he feels pressure to constantly show up for the fans. i think in the future he will be freed from his obligations and feel a sense of relief, but at the moment he might be thinking of taking a step back to recuperate and understand his self-value. i see that his mother might be his greatest influence at the moment, and he might even go to thailand to stay with her for some time to truly heal. he does have a lot of good people around him who is looking out for him, but i think before he must've just brushed it off and said "i'm fine" so this is the catalyst of change. he'll go back to basics and learn to get in touch with himself, as at the moment it seems like he feels disconnected. i truly wish the best for him though and have so much hope for his recovery. i think this will make way for a more authentic version of bambam. please send him all your love and good energy <3

that is all! if you have any feedback, comments, queries or requests please don’t hesitate to reach out to me my ask box is always open. sending you all love, light, positivity and abundance <3 much love

[pommpuriinn]

⺡﹐ᶻ🥣﹑リ﹒ ૪゛​BAMBAM’S HOUSE

joohyung and yeonjun head over to soloist bambam’s house to shoot an episode and finally get to know each other

outfit | makeup | hair | nails

ィ"I’m nervous~” joohyung whined, as yeonjun rang the doorbell. “Me too, feel my chest.” joohyung placed her hand over yeonjun’s chest feeling his heart beating fast. “We should have had a couple drinks before coming.” joohyung nervously chuckled.

ィ"woah you really are handsome.” bambam said while laughing at yeonjun’s reaction to his compliment. “And everyone is right you do look like an AI no joke.” bambam covered his mouth, as they continued laughing. “Thank you.” Both joohyung and yeonjun thanked bambam.

ィbambam first wanting to ask questions to yeonjun before continuing on to joohyung, just so he gets to know one another. But of course we can’t miss all the free food and drinks the two get.

ィ"honestly, I think very highly of you two.” bambam sincerely spoke to them. “Really?” Both were a bit shock. “You two are just good at dancing and singing even dressing up you guys look so cool.” bambam complimented them. “Oh thank you.” joohyung and yeonjun instantly thanked bambam.

ィbambam asked further more on both of their fashion choices. “I just really love dressing up and I’m so thankful with all the brands I work with and they really inspire me to one day created maybe my own clothing brand.” joohyung answered.

ィjoohyung felt all the awkwardness in the room again so she moved closer to yeonjun and slowly started hugging yeonjun’s right arm. “Oh! Are you two…” bambam moved his hands together while looking at them. joohyung and yeonjun looked at each other before they bursted out laughing. “You got the wrong member!” joohyung covered her mouth, as she laughed. “I’m sorry!” bambam bowed his head embarrassed by the whole situation.

ィ”back to the whole dating thing, so you are dating right?” bambam was still really curious since then and even now dating between idols is a bit taboo mostly in korea because of the fans. “Yes, I am.” joohyung nodded, before taking a sip of her beer. “And it’s between you and another member?” joohyung hummed ‘yes’. “How does that work? Like was the company ok with it? Or is it awkward sometimes in the group?” bambam was asking all the right questions that everyone wonders.

ィ“It was hard at first because the company was a bit iffy about it, so they kept me and Beomgyu apart like I would have to stand on the other side or he would have to. And this is before we actually started dating.” bambam nodded, understanding joohyung. “That’s what made it awkward,” yeonjun added. “It was during I think…’Blue Hour’ and both members were just going through a hard time mentally and then adding this pressure to not getting to close just made it worse.” Yeonjun explained to bambam the hardships the couple went through.

ィ"I think the company saw that we weren’t mentally doing our best because of the pandemic and not seeing our fans, but not being able to act like our true selves. So the company apologized and started supporting us.” joohyung finished her mini story along with answering bambam’s questions.

ィ"joohyung who are you friends with?” bambam just heard about some of yeonjun’s idol friends. “um…I don’t have any.” The three started laughing. “Seriously?” bambam was surprised at joohyung’s answer. “I’m serious. I’m just an awkward person and I don’t know how to start a conversation plus I always stick to my members.”

ィ“I have heard many idols wanting to be your friend, but they always say how intimidating you look so they’re scared to talk to you.” bambam explains to joohyung. “You probably look even more intimidating now with your piercings and everything.” yeonjun turned to joohyung. “Shut up.” joohyung smiled at him.

ィ"if you were able befriend someone right now who would it be?” bambam threw the question to joohyung. “Irene sunbaenim.” joohyung said with no hesitation. “Are you a fan of Red Velvet?” bambam asked. “I don’t really listen to kpop a lot, but I love Red Velvet they’re my number one girl group.” joohyung beamed, just by talking about her favorite group.

ィjoohyung actually enjoyed her time here eating and drinking while having a casual conversation, but before leaving of course they had to give a quick promo to they’re latest album. “Thank you so much for having us and please support and give lots of love to our latest album; the chapter name: freefall with our title track ‘chasing that feeling’~” joohyung quickly added before thanking bambam for the food and drinks including having them on his show.

[2996-sana]

A Recipe for Love

Where Y/N and Lisa are rivals and have to work at the same work station.

The culinary classroom buzzed with excitement as students bustled around, preparing their dishes for the assignment. Y/N, a determined and talented culinary enthusiast, approached the last available workstation, only to find Lisa, her notorious rival, already claiming it.

Y/N sighed inwardly, mentally preparing herself for another round of Lisa's snide remarks. "Looks like I'll have the pleasure of working alongside you, Lisa," Y/N said, forcing a polite smile.

Lisa smirked, enjoying the opportunity to get under Y/N's skin. "Oh, lucky you, Y/N. Just try not to ruin everything," she quipped, earning a scoff from their classmates.

As the cooking began, the air filled with the sizzle of pans and the clatter of utensils. Y/N focused on their dish, trying to ignore Lisa's constant attempts to rattle her. But Lisa couldn't resist a chance to throw more verbal punches.

"Is that your idea of seasoning, Y/N? I've seen better flavor in a frozen dinner!" Lisa taunted, earning a few chuckles from nearby students.

Y/N shot back, undeterred. "Well, Lisa, your cooking skills are as bland as your insults. Did you learn that from a cooking show for beginners?"

The class erupted in laughter, drawing the attention of Jennie and Jisoo, who shared concerned glances. Jisoo approached Lisa during a break. "Why are you so mean to Y/N? She's just doing her best," Jisoo questioned, her voice tinged with genuine curiosity.

Lisa huffed, crossing her arms defensively. "Ugh, she's just so annoying! Always acting like she knows everything. I can't stand it," she grumbled, failing to acknowledge the brewing chemistry between them.

Meanwhile, Y/N’s friends - Rosé, Minnie, Miyeon, and Bambam - gathered during lunchtime, brainstorming ways to bridge the gap between Lisa and Y/N. "We need to do something about Lisa's behavior," Rosé remarked, concern etched on her face.

Minnie chimed in, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "What if we set up a double date? It could make them realize their feelings and bring them closer together," she proposed, excitement building among the group.

As the plan took shape, Y/N and Lisa received simultaneous text messages inviting them on a double date. Y/N raised an eyebrow, intrigued, while Lisa's curiosity piqued. They both agreed, unknowingly stepping into a web of romantic tension.

The night of the double date arrived, and nervous anticipation filled the air. Sana, full of charm and playfulness, focused her attention on Y/N, leaving Lisa slightly unsettled. Jungkook, ever the observer, watched Lisa's reactions with a knowing smile.

Sana leaned in closer to Y/N, batting her eyelashes. "You know, Y/N, I've always admired your passion for cooking. It's incredibly attractive," she flirted, playfully twirling a strand of her hair.

Y/N blushed, caught off guard yet thoroughly enjoying the attention. "Thank you, Sana. Your taste buds must be as refined as your compliments," she quipped back, a playful sparkle in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Lisa found herself glancing in their direction, her competitive spirit igniting a flame of jealousy. Jungkook leaned closer, whispering in her ear, "Looks like someone's feeling a little hot under the collar, Lisa." "Maybe it's time to face the truth, Lisa. Could it be that your feelings for Y/N go beyond mere rivalry?" He suggested gently.

Lisa's eyes widened as the weight of her emotions sank in. "But... what if she doesn't feel the same way?" she whispered, her voice filled with uncertainty.

Jungkook placed a reassuring hand on Lisa's shoulder. "You won't know unless you try, Lisa. Sometimes, the people we clash with the most turn out to be the ones who understand us best," he encouraged, his words laced with wisdom.

Back at the table, Sana continued to flirt with Y/N, playfully teasing and engaging in witty banter. Y/N couldn't deny the chemistry between them, but her attention kept drifting towards Lisa. There was something about Lisa's conflicted expressions that tugged at her heartstrings.

Y/N excused herself from the table, claiming a trip to the restroom. Unbeknownst to her, Lisa had the same idea, hoping to collect her thoughts in solitude. As they both stood outside the restroom, the tension between them became palpable. Y/N took a deep breath, breaking the silence. "Lisa, can we talk? I feel like there's something we need to address," she said, her voice a mix of caution and curiosity. Lisa nodded, her guard momentarily lowered. "Yeah, there's something I need to say too," she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability. They found a quiet spot away from prying eyes, the anticipation hanging thick in the air. Y/N crossed her arms, trying to gather her thoughts. "Okay, Lisa, what's with all the insults? Did I do something to upset you?" she asked, her tone a mix of frustration and genuine curiosity. Lisa shifted uncomfortably, her gaze darting away for a moment before meeting Y/N's eyes. "I... I guess I've been using our rivalry as a shield. It's easier to hide behind insults than to admit how much I admire your talent and passion," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. Lisa nodded, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "I know it sounds ridiculous, but it was the only way I knew how to handle these feelings. I couldn't admit that I cared about you more than just...yknow," she admitted, her voice filled with a mix of relief and uncertainty. Y/N's lips curved into a gentle smile. "Lisa, I admire your skills too. You're an incredible chef, and I've always admired your dedication and determination. Maybe our rivalry has been a bit misguided," she said, her voice tinged with a newfound warmth. As their eyes met, a shared understanding passed between them, a silent agreement to let go of their past animosity and explore the potential that lay beneath the surface. Their friends, who had been eavesdropping nearby, couldn't contain their excitement any longer. Rosé poked her head around the corner, grinning mischievously. "Are you two finally admitting your feelings? It's about time!" she exclaimed, followed by the others who joined in, their eyes sparkling with joy. Caught off guard, Y/N and Lisa exchanged nervous glances before bursting into laughter. The tension melted away, replaced by a newfound connection and understanding. The next week in culinary class, Y/N and Lisa found themselves paired up for another assignment. This time, there were no insults or rivalry, only a shared understanding and a hint of something more. As they worked side by side, their movements synchronized with ease, Y/N couldn't help but smile at Lisa's impeccable knife skills. "Wow, Lisa, you're a natural at this! Your precision is amazing," Y/N complimented, genuinely impressed by her partner's talent. Lisa blushed, a mixture of pride and shyness washing over her. "Thanks, Y/N. Coming from you, that means a lot," she replied, her voice laced with admiration. The atmosphere between them had shifted entirely. Gone were the snide remarks and competitive banter, replaced by genuine appreciation and support. It was a stark contrast to their initial encounters, and their classmates couldn't help but notice the change. Jennie, who was working at the adjacent station, couldn't contain her excitement as she watched them interact. "Finally, you two are acting like the power couple of the culinary world!" she exclaimed, earning playful groans from the others. Y/N and Lisa exchanged amused glances before sharing a laugh. It was a moment of pure happiness and camaraderie, a testament to the journey they had taken from rivals to partners, and perhaps even something more. In that moment, as they continued to chop, stir, and taste, a silent understanding passed between them. The culinary classroom had become their sanctuary, a place where their differences merged into a harmonious symphony of flavors and their shared passion for food brought them closer. As the class ended, Y/N and Lisa exchanged smiles, their newfound connection filling them with a warmth that transcended the confines of the kitchen. They were no longer just rivals; they were becoming friends, confidants, and maybe even something greater.

[happysprings]

Still you

Chapter 4

As you reached his dorm, he slowly woke you up and you guys went inside the dorm. As you entered you saw Jackson and Jay B discussing something you greeted them. Tghen Jinyoung came and he took you to his room and he locked the door you turn around and said "where are your clothes? " Jinyoung asked in confusion "why?" "because I need to change hurry up I need to sleep for sometime." as you said "I dont have washed clothes here, I mean they are yet to be washed." you gave him a confused look "so ? I can wear whatever you have." "we are not kids anymore Y/L/N" said Jinyoung. "so these people tease you and me because of you..." I said laughing at him Jinyoung didnt understand anything and asked "what do you mean?" to which you said "you sure have feelings for me... awww.. I love you too.." you touched his cheeks with both hands and squeezed it, as you squeezed his cheeks he held your waist and pulled you close. You feel his breath on your face, you froze you were never this close to him, of course you had to freeze it was Jinyoung, you did feel a lot of things yet they were still not clear, you were already too close but he was pulling you towards him you felt you bodies touching each other suddenly the door swung open revealing Bambam "I am so sorry I disturbed you." hearing the door open you and Jinyoung detached yourself from each other. Before you could say anything Bambam left the room and closed the door. "go sleep I'll wake you up for food." and jinyoung exited the room. You both didnt speak about what happened few minutes ago, you just ignored and tried to sleep.

After 2 hours of sleep your phone started ringing it was the resident he spoke about the patient informing that the patient is stable and you can take few more hours off. But after what happened between you and Jinyoung you werent able to sleep, so you got up and went to kitchen and saw Mark cooking something you sat near the table. "oo you woke up?" Mark asked to which you nodded "where is Jinyoung?" Mark smiled and said "he went out to buy somethings." you nodded Mark spoke again "so you guys are dating?" to which you said "No we are friends.. its just that we have known each other since we were kids." Mark smirked and said "you know that is so untrue..." you gave him that what look "it is so visible that you and jinyoung are more than friends, see i am not forcing things on you but take your time figure out, what exactly is there" .

Its been weeks since Mark put some sense in you and since then Jinyoung is always on his feet, from picking you up to , forcing you to eat or his regular calls asking if you had eaten or not, throwing away your cigarettes nagging you for smoking, to dropping you home, between his practice he was managing everything, you on the other hand made sure to make something for him whenever he use to pick you up, It became a ritual, today was your office retreat where you invited him, he immediately agreed. You were on the way to retreat as you reached, everyone got together with their partners, family or friends but you were still waiting for him. Luke invited his friend who apparently had crush on him, but seeing you all alone he called you to join them, before you could say anything you got a call from Jinyoung's dad "Y/Naa did he reach?" to which you said he might reach soon hearing this his father said "you just wait I am calling him, how can he be so late." Before father could disconnect the call Jinyoung came behind and held your arms and kept his chin on your shoulder and spoke "I reached here, she was lying." you looked at him and said "let it be dad finally he is here." "since he reached I'll go do some other work." said Jinyoung's dad and disconnected the call. You turn around to face Jinyoung "sorry I know I am late but the traffic was bad, but I have something for you" saying this you pulled out your favorite ice cream , you took the ice cream and smiled at him and said "fine I forgive you....btw this is sohee Luke's friend and Sohee he is Jinyoung." suddenly Sohee spoke "of course I know him he is from Got7 " hearing this Jinyoung smiled.

As the day went on you guys did numerous activities together but for most of the time you were the photographer, because people were crazy for him. As the day almost came to an end suddenly Luke called saying he wants to discuss something privately , you went with Luke Leaving Sohee and Jinyoung together. All the time Jinyoung looked at you exactly where you are going, his eyes were never leaving you. "you'll poke a hole on that wall. Luke is also her best friend chill." sohee said "i know..but i am going." saying this Jinyoung left to see what exactly is happening only to find Luke on one knee and asking you to be his girlfriend.

You were shocked to what Luke was doing, he was in front of you in one knee asking you to be his girlfriend, honestly you had a hint when you were in Medschool, because Lily Aubrey teased him about asking you out however you never took it seriously because you always thought of him as a friend but now since he is in front of you like this, your mind is not working. "Luke.... get up.. what are you doing?" you help him stand and ask him to which he said "asking you to be my forever smoke partner and my girlfriend." you rolled your eyes and said "I quit smoking Luke. " "then just be my girlfriend i am tired of hiding my feelings." Luke said holding your hand. "first I never had any Idea about your feelings, and Luke it is just too complicated and top of that I never really thought about in that you..I am so sorry" you said and Luke spoke again "then take time and give me an answer.... tell me now if it is because Jinyoung that you cannot given answer, I saw you guys are getting close, but I can only say one thing, He is an idol and eventually because of company or his fan he will leave you behind, he is a selfish person, left you once he'll leave again but this time you'll know your feelings for him unlike before, Whereas I promise to be with you all the time and I have been." hearing this about Jinyoung something got triggered and you said "you better look out for yourself instead of talking nonsense about Jinyoung. I always see you as a friends Luke. " and Luke insisted again "dont give me answer yet, take some time and then answer." saying this he left you alone.

Chapter 5...

[bamdora]

i dont quite understand why this is surfacing just now here?

[thealternateuniverse]

Meet the Heirs: The Chaotic & Charismatic Brothers

Jaebom – The Heir (Whether He Likes It or Not)

🦾 Has the aura of a man who never gets below an A+ and makes everything look effortless. Ivy league, baby 💳 Can buy an entire club but still refuses to pay for overpriced bottled water. 🏌️‍♂️ His version of “hanging out” is golfing with CEOs, and he’s weirdly good at it. 💍 Most likely to be shoved into an arranged marriage and act like it’s just another business deal. 📝 Reads shareholder reports like they’re bedtime stories. 👀 The type of older brother who side-eyes you into submission.

Mark – The Backup Plan Who Wants No Part of This

💼 Corporate life? I don’t know her. 😒 Sits through boring meetings with the energy of a man questioning his life choices. 🎮 Has a whole secret double life as a streamer that only Youngjae and Yugyeom know about. 🚫 If his dad ever tries to arrange his marriage, he will legally change his last name out of spite. 📉 The guy at business events who nods and pretends to understand stock talk but is mentally at Coachella. 😎 His actual happy place is a quiet weekend in sweats, gaming with his brothers.

Jackson – The Accidental Celebrity & Professional Socialite

🤵‍♂️ Walks into a room and suddenly everyone wants to be his best friend. 🎭 Unintentionally famous—one day he woke up and was just everywhere. 💃 Can turn a charity ball into an afterparty. And does. Often. 📸 Somehow ends up in every magazine without even trying. 💡 Claims it’s all for “networking,” but let’s be real, he just enjoys the attention. 😌 Arranged marriage? Pfft. They’d have to catch him first.

Jinyoung – The Only Reason They Haven’t Been Sued (Yet)

⚖️ If you’re going to do something illegal, at least don’t be stupid about it. 📢 Spends half his life keeping his brothers out of trouble. 💼 Has never lost an argument in his life. 🚔 Knows enough loopholes to get away with murder (but won’t… probably). 🗳️ His dad is trying to force him into politics, but he’d rather wrestle a live alligator. 💢 Loses at least five years off his life every time Bambam and Yugyeom hang out.

Youngjae – The Hacker Prince & Dad’s Favorite for No Reason

💻 Quietly running the empire’s cybersecurity while his brothers forget he exists. 🔎 Can dig up literally anything in five minutes. 😇 Looks innocent but has the power to ruin lives if he ever wanted to. 📡 Has probably intercepted corporate espionage just for fun. 👾 Plays online games with Mark instead of attending fancy events. 🫡 Somehow the only one dad never yells at. No one knows why.

Bambam – The Diva, The Icon, The Walking Fashion Statement

🌟 Is more famous than the family business and loves it. 💅 Takes 84 years to pick an outfit. And it's always worth it. 🌍 Is so well-traveled, he forgets what country he’s in sometimes. 💸 Spends money like it’s a hobby. 📢 Constantly reminding his brothers that they are too uptight. 🤣 Roasts Jaebom and Jinyoung for fun and is somehow still alive.

Yugyeom – The Baby Brat Who Gets Away With Everything

🍼 Youngest, tallest, most spoiled. 🔮 Exists with zero social media, yet the internet is obsessed with him. 🔥 Has been caught up in more dating scandals than he even knows about. 🏆 Jaebom says he’s wasting his potential. Yugyeom says Jaebom is wasting his youth. 🍾 Probably spent half of boarding school getting Jinyoung’s blood pressure up. 😈 Would Yugyeom get away with murder? Yes. Yes, he would.

[sneezyminniejo]

Coffee or Nah-ffee

It's my birthday and I finally was able to get my shit together to finish a fic. Here ya go

TW: EMETO

It was a fairly exciting day. The group was appearing on Good Mythical Morning with Rhett and Link. It was also the first time in a long time that the group had an American appearance together. It was clear that some of the members were more nervous than the others, but it was also a bit understandable since aside from Jackson, it was the first time for any of them to be appearing on this type of show. Jinyoung and Youngjae were half expecting something similar to Weekly Idol, while Mark and Jaebeom were expecting something closer to one of those late night talk shows.

Jackson had taken the lead in introducing the others to Rhett and Link. Seeing as he had appeared on the show before, he had an idea of what to expect, but still didn’t quite know what to expect. The seven members all happily greeted the two hosts and got themselves situated as they found out exactly what they’d be doing.

All seven men were equally excited and nervous. Mark had been watching their channel to try and get an idea of what they’d be doing, but all the videos were so chaotic. He couldn’t help but hope that they’d be doing something similar to what NCT Dream did when they appeared on the show.

Once everyone was properly situated and filming officially started did the Got7 members find out that they would be taking part in an episode of ‘Will it?’. Specifically ‘Will it coffee?’ It took a couple of minutes to fully explain what exactly would be happening because the hired translator had called in sick at the last possible second, so Mark, Jackson, and BamBam were doing their best to translate what Rhett and Link were saying.

The first coffee was a doughnut coffee because doughnuts and coffee always go together. All nine men seemed to enjoy it, but JayB said something about it being a bit too sweet. The leader had even made a little bit of a face when the sweet coffee first hit his taste buds. Truthfully Jaebeom wasn’t exactly feeling good, and the sugaryness almost wanted to make him gag. He wasn’t sick though. If he was sick, he wouldn’t have come to the schedule today.

The next two coffees that were tried are actual coffees, but Rhett and Link wanted an excuse to try them. The first one was butter coffee. The second one was cheese coffee. Both coffees were liked by everyone, and almost everyone had multiple sips of both.

It was the next coffee that really got a reaction. The coffee was blood coffee. Seeing as Rhett and Link have a history of tasting questionable concoctions, they were able to school their reactions pretty well. However, more than one member of Got7 was making a disgusted face when they heard what they'd be trying. 

When it came time to actually taste the coffee, there were mixed reactions. Jackson and Youngjae both seemed to enjoy it. Jinyoung, Mark, and BamBam all seemed to not care for it. However they all finished their small cup. JayB and Yugyeom however, both went for the barf bucket. Yugyeom gagged a couple of times and spat out the blood coffee. However, Jaebeom threw up. He was bent over his barf bucket for almost a minute, emptying his stomach of all the coffees he’s already drunk so far. Link had a similar reaction to Jaebeom and Rhett laughed at Link.

Jackson rubbed Jaebeom’s back and leaned in to the slightly older man. “Are you okay? That reaction was kind of intense.” Jaebeom nodded his head in response. “I’m fine Jackson. My brain just kind of wigged out when they said it was blood coffee.” Jaebeom lied. Truthfully, the sweet coffees from before had made him feel a bit nauseated and he had been having trouble keeping down the blood coffee as soon as it went past his lips. It was just a coincidence that he threw up right after the reveal of the ingredient.

The next coffee that was tried was one that Rhett and Link have had on the show previously, civet coffee. Six of the seven men had no problem drinking the coffee, even after the reveal. Jaebeom audibly gagged when the group was told how the beans are harvested, but that was about it.

It wouldn’t be a true Rhett and Link ‘will it’ episode without something off the wall. The final coffee that was served was, in classic Rhett and Link fashion, bull testicle coffee. The scent was more pungent in a bad way compared to the other coffees. Everyone gagged at the scent. Rhett and Link, who are more accustomed to trying this stuff, had a less severe reaction.

As each man brought the mug of coffee up to their mouths, Jaebeom knew there was no way he’d be able to get the liquid down. His stomach was already on the verge of sending more of its contents up through his mouth. The Got7 leader just barely touched the mug to his lips before his body went into full rejection mode. He didn’t even manage half a sip before he was once again bent over the barf bucket.Fortunately, Jaebeom wasn’t the only one to use their barf bucket to spit out the liquid. Unfortunately, he was the only one that was actively throwing up for more than a few seconds.

There were looks of concern on several members’ faces when Jaebeom was bent over the bucket for longer than what should be necessary. Mark was quick to ask for a bottle of water and handed it to the younger man and helped him sip. Jaebeom took a moment before sitting upright.

“That did not taste good.” He said. He placed the bucket on the ground and smiled, hoping that it looked more genuine than it felt. He did his best at not rubbing his stomach, which still felt like it was rolling. Clearly the coffee still wasn’t agreeing with him, but to be fair, it tasted disgusting.

Shortly thereafter, filming wrapped up. Rhett and Link were the first ones to stand up. “It was nice to meet you guys.” Rhett said to the group. “Sorry about some of the coffees, we never truly know what’s being served to us during these food episodes.” Rhett apologized and mostly looked at Jaebeom, who still looked a bit off.

“It’s fine. Just didn’t expect it.” Jaebeom said. He smiled and did his best to stand up straight, but truthfully his stomach was still cramping. It was obvious that all the coffee he drank was not sitting well, even though he already threw up the majority if not all of it. However, he’s sure the feeling will subside within the hour.

The group has rented a minivan to save on gas money while they traveled between their hotel and their schedules in the area. Mark was in the driver's seat with Jackson riding shotgun. BabBam and Yugyeom took the seats directly behind them. Leaving Jaebeom, Youngjae and Jinyoung to share the very back. As soon as everyone was buckled in, Jaebeom placed his head on the side of the car in a vain attempt to get his stomach to calm down.

They were driving to a restaurant to get some lunch. There was an Italian place nearby that BamBam wanted to try. Unfortunately the group got stuck in traffic, so it was going to be a little bit before they actually got to where they were going. Apparently somewhere up ahead there had been a car crash, and traffic was currently bumper to bumper.

Jaebeom listened as the others either complained about the traffic or talked excitedly about what they wanted to do while they were in the states. He zoned out a little bit and closed his eyes as he focused on his stomach. “I’m not sick.” He whispered to himself repeatedly, although he wasn’t sure how much he believed that statement.

Ten minutes had passed and the car had barely moved two car lengths. Mark said something about an accident farther up and that’s why they were barely moving. Yugyeom had managed to fall asleep and everyone else was essentially just scrolling on their phones. The leader had given up keeping his eyes closed and was looking at his phone like all of his dongsaengs were.

Jaebeom’s stomach had seemingly relaxed a little bit, so he relaxed as well. Clearly it had just taken a little bit for his stomach to calm down after drinking those coffees. Unfortunately he burped a minute later. He managed to stifle the burp, but some stuff definitely came up. He swallowed it back down before looking up from his phone.

“Does anyone have a bag?” Jaebeom asked a little too quietly. Jinyoung quirked his eyebrow and looked at the leader when he spoke. “What was that Jae?” He asked. Jaebeom visibly gagged into his closed fist. “I need a bag.” Jinyoung’s eyes widened as he realized what was happening.

Unfortunately, neither Jinyoung nor Yougjae had a bag and it didn’t look like there was enough time to even ask if any of the others just so happened to have a bag handy. What Jinyoung did have however, was an empty large coffee cup from Dunkin Doughnuts that was from early that morning. He quickly took the lid off and thrust it under Jaebeom’s mouth, pushing his hand away in the process.

It was only two seconds later that a throat wrenching retch was heard through the van. Only slightly muffled by the cup being cupped over Jaebeom’s mouth. Jaebeom spent roughly a minute being sick into the cup. Eventually the man sat up straight, panting a little. He had tears running down his face and snot coming from his nose. He cringed a little when he looked at the cup and saw that he had filled it halfway.

“Hyung, are you okay?” Youngjae asked as Jinyoung handed Jaebeom the lid to the cup to minimize the smell. Both BamBam and Jackson had turned around to see and hear what was going on. Surprisingly, Yugyeom was still asleep.

“I’m okay, that gross coffee just fucked up my stomach.” Jaebeom said. The leader ignored the look he knew Jinyoung was giving him. A moment later, Jaebeom found himself burping wetly. Although nothing came from it.

A couple minutes later, Mark pulled the van onto the shoulder and Jackson got out of the vehicle. He then opened the side door and poked his head in. “Jaebeom, let's switch seats. Your stomach might settle more easily if you’re in the front.” Jaebeom nodded his head, truthfully, the vibrations of the van were causing his stomach to rumble uncomfortably. He made his way out of the van, makinging sure to bring the cup of sick with him. He wasn’t about to let Jackson, or any of the others sit next to it. He briefly thought about chucking the thing on the side of the road, but changed his mind. He also thought about dumping it out before getting into the front of the car, but didn’t want to leave that nastiness on the side of the road. He brought the puke filled cup to the front seat with him.

The car once again fell into silence, although it wasn’t a calm silence. The windows had been cracked to help rid the enclosed space of the foul odor. “You sure you’re okay? We can go to the hotel easily enough.” Mark said.

“I’m fine, hyung. As I said, the coffee just really messed with my stomach.” Jaebeom smiled or tried to smile at his hyung as he pulled back into traffic, although it likely came out as more of a grimace. He couldn’t help but place the palm of his hand under his shirt, in hopes that the pressure and heat from his hand might help in some way.

Several minutes later, the van travelled roughly a mile. It was still going to be a while before the group got to their destination. Jaebeom’s stomach hadn’t really settled in the time since he had last thrown up, and he could feel his stomach beginning to get angry again. He shifted in his seat and groaned a little.

Mark noticed Jaebeom’s discomfort in his periphery. He reached his arm over and slightly awkwardly pat the younger man’s leg. “You good or do I need to try to pull over?” He asked. With how slow traffic is, it would be a tad difficult to get over again. So it would be good to get some notice.

Jaebeom shook his head. “I’m fine hyung. My stomach just needs a chance to settle.” The sick man looks out the window to avoid his hyung’s gaze, which he knows will be judging him. Thankfully, Mark doesn’t say anything more, and the van settles back into a relative silence.

It was only a few minutes later that Jaebeom felt his mouth begin to fill with saliva. He began to breathe more heavily and he was swallowing more frequently to try to keep himself from puking. However, he grabbed the cup just in case. He decided to take the lid off of the cup as well so that in the event that he does wind up getting sick again, it’ll be ready.

The leader barely took the lid off of the cup when he caught a whiff of acrid stench of vomit. He instantly lost the battle with his stomach and loudly gagged right before placing his mouth over the cup.

He felt his stomach contract to push the acid and whatever else that might still be in his stomach. He vaguely felt Mark’s hand return to his leg as he continued to heave. His stomach painfully contracted with dry heaves several times before more liquid came up. He puked into the cup for a few seconds before running into a predicament.

It was only a matter of seconds before the cup filled up and Jaebeom was not done puking. He didn’t have any time to even think about trying to find a new receptacle for his vomit. He had no choice but to let the cup overflow and allow the vomit to spill onto his hands and the floor. He could hear a disgusted noise, but was too busy to figure out which member was making it.

“Okay guys. Change of plans. I’m taking us back to the hotel.” Mark called. He removed his hand from Jaebeom’s knee as soon as he felt a splash of puke hit it. He also immediately put on his turn signal so that he could begin merging. Hopefully he could get off on one of the next exits and take a different, less congested route back to the hotel.

Meanwhile, Yugyeom finally woke up to the loud sounds of Jaebeom throwing up and BamBam filled him in. Yugyeom tiredly rubbed his eyes then sat up a bit. “Hyung’s been sick since last night.” The maknae grabs his water bottle and passes it to the front so Jaebeom can rinse his mouth out. He doesn’t notice that the van somehow got quieter.

Jaebeom stopped throwing up right before Yugyeom stated that he’d been sick since last night. He cleared his throat and took a swig of water from the bottle. “Yug, I’m not sick. The coffee just messed with my stomach.” The leader said firmly.

“Hyung, you always talk in your sleep when you’re sick. Last night you kept saying something about platypus milk? I don’t know, but you kept me up half the night with your ramblings.” Yugyeom said.

“He’s right, hyung. You do have a tendency to sleep talk when you’re sick regardless of ailment.” Youngjae added. The other members also chimed in and agreed with Yugyeom.

“I’m sorry for keeping you up, Gyeomie. But I’ve already told all of you that I’m not sick. The sleep talking was probably nerves or something.” Jaebeom tried to brush off.

“Hyung, you also barely ate any breakfast.” The maknae countered. Jaebeom huffed. “It was just some indigestion. Like I said before, that nasty coffee just didn’t agree with me.” Suddenly Jaebeom felt a hand touch his forehead from behind.

“Hyung, you have a fever. Are you going to try to challenge that?” BamBam challenged. There was silence from the leader for a good minute.

“Fuck, I am sick aren’t I? I didn’t know I have a fever.” The leader sighed. He suddenly gagged loudly. There was a moment where both BamBam and Yugyeom frantically searched for a plastic bag. Yugyeom ultimately dumped out his backpack and kind of threw it at Jaebeom.

“Thanks Yug, but I think I’m good for now. That was more gas than it was a gag.” Jaebeom tried to reassure. He was decently sure that he wasn’t about to hurl again. Instead, he leaned back against the chair and closed his eyes, eventually falling asleep.

Some time later, Jaebeom was being shaken awake by Jackson. He groaned as he woke up and got out of the car. Unfortunately, the act of standing up made him dizzy and he started to fall over. Jackson caught him and helped him back to the room with Yugyeom.

“Alright Jaebeom-ah, BamBam and Jinyoung are running to the gas station down the street to get some things for you. I’m going to call room service and see if they can send up some chicken soup or something. Your job is to stay in bed unless you’re going to the toilet. We’ll figure out the fanmeet and other schedule logistics when everyone gets back.” Jackson said. Yugyeom grabbed one of the trash cans in the room and placed it next to Jaebeom’s bed.

Jackson disappeared to the bathroom and reappeared a moment later with a damp washcloth. He placed it on Jaebeom’s forehead. “Mark texted, the rental company said they’re going to charge an extra cleaning fee, even if we get the car cleaned ourselves.” The Chinese man said.

Jaebeom’s eyes widened at that. “Fuck, I’m sorry I got sick in the car.” He began to sit up, only to be forced back down by the maknae. “It’ll be fine hyung. Obviously you didn’t mean to get sick in the van. And you did try to contain your mess. It just wasn’t enough.” Yugyeom placates while he gets his hyung a glass of water. Jaebeom took a couple small sips of the water, but immediately leaned over the trash can and coughed up the small amount of liquid. He tiredly leaned back against the pillows just as BamBam and Jinyoung returned.

“Okay, we got some pepto bismol, a thermometer, gatorade, and some fever reducers.” Jinyoung said as he brought the thermometer over to Jaebeom. BamBam unloaded the bag on the small table. Unsurprisingly, the thermometer gave a reading of 102.3 and Jinyoung had to look up a converter online to figure out what the temperature was in Celsius. He sighed when he saw the number.

“Jaebeom-ah, your fever is 39. Did you seriously not realize that you were sick when you woke up this morning?” Jinyoung sounded a bit incredulous because with a fever like that, most people would probably feel quite miserable. Jaebeom looked stunned that his fever was that high.

“It honestly didn’t even occur to me that I might be sick. Aside from the slight queasiness I woke up with this morning, I was feeling fine.” Jaebeom said. “I was sure it was jet lag or something.” The leader sounded frustrated. With how high his fever is, he was going to be bed bound for at least two days. All he could hope is that it’s just a 24 hour stomach bug and that he’ll stop puking by tomorrow.

Jackson sat on the bed next to the leader. “Obviously you're not leaving the hotel room for the rest of the day. But you need to make a decision about tonight's interview and tomorrow's interview and show.” Jaebeom sighed. He had forgotten about the fact that the group still had schedules today.

He glanced at the clock. It was one in the afternoon. The group has an appearance on a late night show and then tomorrow they're appearing on a daytime talk show and they have a concert tomorrow night. He had maybe three hours to decide whether he wanted to try to go to the late night show.

“I think right now, I want to sleep. Wake me up before you guys leave, and we'll see how I'm feeling.” Jaebeom said as he got himself comfortable on the hotel bed. The other men moved to the connected room so that the sick man could rest more peacefully.

Jaebeom slept for around one hour and forty five minutes before his stomach woke him up. He didn't even have time to think about getting out of the bed. He only had time to lean over the side and hope that his head was over the trash can. Jaebeom coughed and gagged a few times as he tried to control his breathing and his stomach. He felt one of his members but a hand on his back, but he was too busy to see who it was.

After a minute of puking followed by another minute of dry heaving, Jaebeom was able to sit back up. He accepted some tissues and wiped his face before looking down at the trash can. Thankfully, he hadn't missed and everything he brought up made it into the trash can. Mark handed him an electrolyte drink.

“I already contacted the people in charge of tonight's interview and told them only six of us are going to be there. We'll play tomorrow by ear, but I suggest taking it easy.” The eldest said. Jaebeom nodded in response and took some slow sips of the drink.

“Honestly, with how I feel right now, I don’t think I’ll feel up to much of anything tomorrow. Even if my fever does break.” Jaebeom said. He slumped back against the bed and let his members get ready to go.

A while later, Jaebeom was maybe feeling vaguely better. At the very least he had enough energy to turn on the tv and watch the interview his members were doing without him. The group introduction had gone smoothly, and Mark explained that Jaebeom was sick and that’s why he wasn’t attending. The group also performed one of their songs.

About halfway through the show, the host, to make for improved conversation, started asking what the members drink to stay energized. The host then had a crew member bring out a tray with coffee mugs and a pot on it. The crew member poured each member a cup of coffee and walked off stage before any of them could try to politely refuse.

Jaebeom laughed before running to the bathroom.

[its-targe]

I hope Bambam feels better and isn’t planning on doing anything harmful to himself.

I understand pressures are high but absolutely no one deserves to be taken out this way. I sincerely hope he gets better soon as takes the necessary steps needed to feel good.

[outsidereveries]

welcome to

murmur journal

“a type of series that either will combine a random number of requests from curiouscat/tumblr(“barzhi ogan”) or will contain questions that i’ve (always) wanted to ask without specific topic”

issue no. 1, 07.09.2023

in this issue there will be readings of..

name ….…..……………….………..…….………….………….. amount

— RM (BTS) …………….…….………………..………….…………..…………… 2

— ryujin (itzy) ………………..………………..………………….………………... 1

— newjeans ………..……………….………………..………….…………….. 1 (4)

— nayeon, jihyo (twice) ……………….………………..………….………….. 1

— seventeen .……………….………………..………….…………………………. 1

— æspa+jeon somi …..……………….………………..………….……………. 8

— YGE ……….……………….………………..………….……………..…………… 3

— chanelle (r u next) ……………….………………..…………………..……… 1

— spanish football/soccer federation ……………….……………….…. 1

— JYPE’s CEO (jung wook) ……………….……….……………………….. 1

— troye sivan, skz hyunjin ……………….……………….………………….. 2

— nct u ……………….………………..…………..…………………………….……. 1

— blackpink ……………….………………..…………..………………………….. 1

— seventeen, bts ……………….………………..…………..…………………… 1

— rachel zegler ……………….………………..…………..………..……………. 1

— taylor swift, sabrina carpenter ……………….…………………..…..... 1

— bts ……………….………………..…………………….…………….………..…... 1

— taylor swift, olivia rodrigo ……………….………………………………… 1

— jype's founder, nmixx sullyoon ……………….……………………..…. 1

— got7's bambam, zb1's jiwoong ……………….……………………..….. 1

starting … now!

what outsiders think of rm’s recent controversy (about one of frank ocean’s songs)? ↠ the opinions are quite mixed. despite of them being honest, one part of the outsiders really wanted rm to apologize and perhaps change while the other doesn't care and/or are quite confused. i sense mixed information and perhaps possible lying for some reason from the people who wanted rm to apologise. i feel they believe lies.

what muslim armies think of rm’s recent controversy? (possibly) ↠ they lacked common sense and wanted to fuel this into a mistake rm did. this time i felt that the muslim armies were aware that he didn't do anything wrong but wanted to lie. this happened due to them being overemotional, like i said they lacked common sense and they felt too overwhelmed. that might be the way they wanted to release their feelings which is understandable nowadays but senseless.

what ryujin feels about her lack of individual activities? ↠ she's really sad but is also aware that she cannot do anything. she's quite chill and patient, so she will wait for any solo activities despite of her mistreatment.

how newjeans feels about their future first tour (if there are talks about it in the company)? ↠ overall, minji feels the worst out of all. she's anxious she'll fail but is also very excited for that to happen. hanni and hyein are also very determinated to work harder for the bunnies. danielle is excited to see them too. haerin is also excited but is patient to see them too as much as she can.

what nayeon thinks of jihyo’s solo debut’s success? ↠ nayeon sees jihyo's solo debut as very successful release (with the leader's relevance in mind ofc) as she thinks that the doors is finally opening towards her. however, she doesn't want to share the whole opinion on it, i see nayeon doesn't want to share everything.

how the rest of seventeen views joshua? ↠ they are attached to him in a good way. they see joshua as someone who has his own freedom with his career, who is also very balanced, who is working a lot.. only good things/

what does aespa (all members) thinks of jeon somi and viceversa? ↠ all of aespa seem to be honest with me, lol; karina could be dissapointed with somi, however despite of that, karina's very happy when is around her. karina might have on and off friendship with somi :| giselle on the other hand is with the impression that despite somi's emotional side and how somi changed her somehow, she doesn't care of her family that much. winter finds somi hard to communicate with and she is sad because of that + winter also thinks that somi is very strong individual person (overall). ningning seems to not like somi the most as she thinks somi is workaholic and very money-oriented, however ningning sees that somi is very determinated to her work. somi on the other hand seems to think more positively: somi sees karina as someone who's willingly to move on from hard situations the easiest and to somi, karina is willing to try anything that she wants to and balance everything out. somi wants to keep some thoughts on giselle to herself but somi's somehow attached towards giselle and possibly sees herself. giselle also changed somehow somi's life, they possibly have met in another life in the past. somi likes so much winter, she sees her as strong individual who's just so easy to attach, love and appreciate and at the same time is aware of many things. to somi, winter is bright like a star! somi sees ningning as someone who's harder to know better but also very misunderstood/mistreated person who's capable of anything.

what chanelle thinks of her time when she was eliminated? ↠ she wants to move on, chanelle was aware that it will happen sooner or later.

what chanelle thinks of the support she’s receiving from her time when she was eliminated? ↠ "it's fair", however chanelle doesn't want to think anymore about the show, it fucked her mental health.

how yge views treasure? ↠ the company doesn't think it's worth it to spend any money on treasure, yg entertaiment is dissapointed with the group's relevance and would prefer to reform the group in a whole different way. overall, "a compromise" is treasure to the company.

how yge views akmu? ↠ the company thinks maaaainly positive of akmu, they like them, their work pace and their relevance so much to the point it's obsessive.

how yge views winner? ↠ the mindset yg entertaiment and winner have are completely different, i sense that the company is too sad that winner are very, very lazy to work in a way the company would prefer more, because the company KNOWS the worth of winner and what their relevance could actually be but the boys clearly don't want that and because of that yge is losing too much money.. i clearly feel someone saying "how to make them working so that we can win from them"

what the spanish women football/soccer federation think of the recent drama (when that man kissed one of their footballers/soccers)? ↠ the federation want to move on from that situation. nothing else.

what JYPE’s CEO thinks about “chan’s room” shutting down? ↠ honestly, jung wook is aware of the potential of "chan's room". he is unsure if this was the right thing to do but had to take desicion before everything gets worse. it looks like that he didn't take the desicion for real but chan himself. he isn't sure if chan did the right thing, probably because chan (to jung wook) is capable of so much, including in "chan's room".

how skz hyunjin and troye sivan see each other? ↠ hyunjin thinks troye knows how to take care of himself and puts himself in first place before anything else. troye on the other hand is aware of how impactful hyunjin is towards troye's life. he would do anything to protect hyunjin (this is probably related to their careers, didn't felt anything personal).

what nct u (collectively) think of their recent comeback? ↠ the subunit could be treated better according to them. although they're thankful for finally having a comeback together, it could've been always better. personally i doubt that they like how the comeback turned out.

what blackpink (collectively) think of their current almost done world tour? (overall, the request was specifically about the perfomances but i don't think that this was right to ask bc of obvious reasons) ↠ perfomance-wise, they don't care how they did. their mind (when they had the tour) was all about their contracts. although they're very happy and thankful that they saw many blinks, they were aware that the time under yge ... comes to an end? they are all isolated and i do see the same energy all over again..

what seventeen (collectively) think of bts (collectively)? ↠ seventeen see bts as very powerful people (in good meaning) who know what they want. although quite confusing (which can be due to the boys' point of view about anything) they balance their fame and job with their personal life.

what outsiders think of rachel zegler? ↠ overall, they all admire her, love her i would say too, they see her as a breath of fresh air who can achieve many things. they're very positive.

how taylor swift and sabrina carpenter see each other? ↠ taylor sees sabrina as someone who.. i don't know, who's on her side now? it looks like sabrina or her team did some things, and when sabrina herself realised what the hell happened, apologised to taylor for all this shit. it also makes sense that taylor acknoweledges that she has some issues with sabrina but wouldn't do the firrst step. tbh there might be some other issues but as of now, i'd say neutral. sabrina on the other hand thinks taylor is communicative but for things that aren't relevant for the topic in question, ex. sabrina would talk for a stage, taylor would talk for a song that's not on that stage. sabrina might think that they're on different vibrations however she has to deal with it because of taylor's relevance.

what does bts think of their current group hiatus? ↠ the boys feel free and happier. i wouldn't be suprised if bts happen to be on actual indefinite hiatus...

has taylor swift changed her opinion on olivia rodrigo? ↠ personally, i doubt it. she seems to have added something else about how she sees olivia though, but i don't have the permission to ever see it. taylor (despite her or her guides) restricted me to see it.

what jype's founder think of nmixx's sullyoon, especially about her potential as a soloist (career-wise, not specifically towards solo idol)? ↠ he is aware of sullyoon's individual potential and whem the time comes, he'll support her wholeheartely.

how bambam sees jiwoong? ↠ overall, a breath of fresh air. bambam acknoweledges their communication, he thinks that jiwoong knows how to communicate without being awkward and for once, he acknoweleges that? (could be behind the scenes related idqk) also, very openminded person who listens a lot but also someone who overthinks a lot.

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inspired by some tarot readers who combine their readings in 1 post, i forgot their usernames here, i’m sorry