#imjaebum

[imjaebumism]

New Literati AU —> this type of love the epitome

“You want to go run after Jess. Don’t you.”

“I need this, mom. I need to do this, I need the closure.” Just saying the words has a weight lifting from her chest and Rory feels the floodgates opening, tears flowing freely down her cheeks that she’s been holding on to since that day.

“I-I haven’t felt like this before, there’s just so much missing and I can’t be happy, I can’t even be sad, I’m just stuck in this limbo until I know that he’s okay, that he’s not hurt or alone or sleeping under a bridge. That he’s being fed, that he’s warm, that he’s okay. And I know I shouldn’t care, not when he left the way he did and treated me the way he did but it’s like— no matter how much I tell myself to move on, I can’t. I just— can’t. I need to see him, speak to him, even if it’s the last time.”

Or— Rory goes to find Jess after he flees to California.

[spaceyoungjae-yah]

shower | lim jaebeom

smut ; just giving jaebeom a handjob in the shower.

word count ; 741

you let your head fall back as you felt the hot water run down your hair and back. you and jaebeom decided to take a nice, hot shower together. jaebeom was singing the lyrics to a song that played loudly through the speaker. he sounded so beautiful and since the bathroom had an echo, his voice sounded even better.

you both took turns washing each other’s hair. it was so fun and sweet since you both haven’t showered together in a while.

while jaebeom was washing the soap off his body, you started to observe up and down his body, the water running down his body. you moved closer to him and grabbed his face down to yours and kissed him so hard. it obviously took him by surprise but good thing he didn’t mind and he immediately kissed back. after a while, you pulled back, both of you out of breath. he looked at you, smirking.

“what’s suddenly gotten into you?”

“you just looked good, i guess. i don’t know what got into me,” you blushed and looked to the side so he wouldn’t see your face.

he chuckled and took your chin to make you face him and he kissed you softly. you both kissed for a while longer and you felt something poke your upper thigh. you couldn’t help but let out a gasp. you decided you wanted to take control a bit and do all of the work. starting with taking your tongue in his mouth and your hands traveled from his neck, down his chest, and then around his waist.

you pulled away from the kiss and looked down at his hard shaft. he leaned against the wet wall and you took your hand and softly touched the head. he hissed and grabbed your shoulder for support.

you then wrapped your hand around his shaft and moved up and down slowly. his head fell back against the wall and soft, quiet moans came out of his mouth. you looked up at him and placed kisses ever so lightly on his neck.

“f-fuck, baby.”

you would go fast on him and then slow down on purpose. it drived your boyfriend crazy and you would see his eyes roll back into his head. you stared at his face in awe because he looked so beautiful like this for you.

suddenly, he pulled you in so close with his arm, literally no space in between you both. he then grabbed the back of your head and kissed you roughly to silence his moans. he wasn’t one to let out loud moans like you did but you loved his sounds and you wanted to hear him. you stopped moving your hand and immediately pulled your head away, even though you really didn’t want to. he looked at you questionly. you felt extremely bad but pushed those thoughts aside.

“i want to hear you moan for me, baby, please,” you pleaded.

he looked unsure at first but then decided to go with it, as long as you let him cum. you went back and put your hand on his dick and started working on him again.

you massaged the head with your hand and he let out a high-pitched moan that you’ve never ever heard come out of him. you looked up in awe and smiled at him.

“yes, just like that,” you said, “keep moaning for me.”

his chest heaved up and down and was letting out whiny moans here and there. it was seriously the best sound you’ve ever heard in your entire life.

“baby?”

“yes?”

“i’m going to fucking cum,” he whined.

you went even faster on him, this time using both of your hands.

“fuck fuck fuck, i’m cumming!” he moaned as you felt his hot seed running down your legs. he breathed heavily after getting everything out. you licked off the cum that was left on your hand. he caught his breath and looked down at you with hooded eyes. he grabbed your face and kissed you so damn hard, tasting himself on your tongue.

you then turned the water off and dried both of yourselves off with the towels. before you could put the towel around your naked body, he grabbed and picked you up not caring that both of you were wet.

“what are you doing, jaebeom?!” you laughed.

he ran into the bedroom and slammed you onto the bed. he got on top of you and smirked.

“we’re not done yet.”

hope you enjoyed~

[yienbot]

[sugmin-ah]

(Credits not mine; pinterest)

[pocminiseries]

Girl With The Tattoos|3

Broken.

♦️

Na'imah was only seven when she went to live with her mothers estrange sister, Hazel, after her parent's untimely death.

In the beginning, everything was fine. Hazel had taken Na'imah in, including her as a part of her family which consisted of her two daughters, Aubrey and Eva, and her police chief husband Nico.

During her grieving period, they all were there for her, comforting her, showing her the love that she had once felt when her parents were alive. Her cousins who she felt like were more like her older sisters always found a way to cheer her up, doing everything together. Something that Na'imah was looking forward to being herself until the day of the accident.

Not only did she lose her parents but also her little sister who was only three months away from being born.

And although Her Aunt Hazel and Uncle Nico weren't her mother and father, they temporarily filled the void inside her heart for a while.

It wasn't until she turned ten that things begin to change though.

The love that she once had felt around her new family started to fade. Na'imah being as intelligent as she is picked up on it immediately. Her cousins had become distant and rude, her aunt was less caring, leaving Na'imah to literally take care of herself. It was almost as if she had become invisible in a place she called home.

But it was her uncle who was by far the worst.

When Na'imah first moved in, she never questioned the loving hugs and kisses she would receive from her uncle because of how he presented himself. However, she did notice the older she got, he started to look at her differently. Especially after she hit puberty and her appearance and body begin to change. His touches would linger as well as his lips that seemed to move a little closer to her mouth than her cheek each time.

Na'imah's eleventh birthday was the day her life turned into the nightmare she had dealt with for over seven years.

She still remembered the day so vividly. How happy she was to be turning eleven. Her aunt who hadn't been the best had seemed to make a turnaround, promising her a day filled with shopping for new clothes and shoes, as well taking her out for manis and pedis and to end her day with going to her favorite restaurant to eat.

But it was all a lie.

Since she had gone to sleep late the night before, she had woken up pretty late, missing out on the birthday breakfast her aunt had promised her. Disappointed, she had gotten out of bed, only to realize that her aunt and cousins had left without her, leaving her alone with her uncle and men she remembered seeing a few times.

At first, Na'imah didn't think too much about it, still seeing no reason to fear them.

Of course, that quickly changed.

On a day that was supposed to be filled with laughter and happy memories were replaced with screams of fear and heartbreak.

She still recalled what her uncle had said when they corned her in his man cave that was located in the basement. How they were only allowed to touch her wherever they pleased but "Her virginity belonged to him."

He allowed them to do things to her that no one should ever do to someone so young. Forcing her to touch them in a manner that made her want to throw up.

And once they were finished, she was warned to keep her pretty little mouth closed because "who would believe her" he said.

Na'imah felt utterly disgusting, even after she cleaned herself. She wanted so badly to tell her aunt once she came home but quickly realized that she was set up with a simple look she received from the woman she thought loved her.

When she was thirteen, her uncle words had come true as he stole something so precious that she could never get back.

All while her aunt knew, as well as her daughters.

Every day she woke up in that house, she wished that she was dead. The pain she experienced always threatened to break her down but she never allowed it to, she couldn't.

When Na'imah left, she made sure to leave no trace behind, making sure they wouldn't know where she was going which was hard to do since her uncle had eyes everywhere.

Still, she managed to escape, breaking free from the consistent torment that her "family" gave her.

Sadly, her past still haunts her on a daily but it was always worse whenever she closed her eyes to sleep. No matter how hard she tried, she could never escape it.

Because of what happened, she never had a regular relationship with people. Trust being something she felt no one really deserved, always keeping the wall made of steel up around everyone she met....until JB.

She rarely let anyone get close to her and here she was allowing someone she could never have, slowly tear down something she had strongly built up for her protection. A man she felt like was too pure to deal with her fucked up thing called life.

She had convinced herself that she was too broken to be fixed but she quickly realized that JB was someone who never gives up.

"Na'imah!"

Jumping at the sudden sharp voice, Na'imah snapped back into reality, eyeing the man who stood smiling in front of her. "Yes?" Jinsung was always the quiet and reserved type, so this was the first time she had ever heard him raise his voice since she first met him. He was a sweet but stern older gentleman who happens to own the 7/11 she works at.

"I would ask what's on your mind but I doubt you would tell me," He said with a raised eyebrow, tucking the magazine he had under his arm. "There's someone waiting outside for you." He added, shifting his gaze towards the entrance which she followed.

Na'imah did a double take before leaning a bit over the counter to see if her eyes were playing tricks on her. "H-how do you know it's for me?"

"He asked," Jinsung stated simply, making his way around to the back of the counter to stand next to her. "I can handle things from here. Go and enjoy the rest of your day with your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend." She quickly rushed out.

Jinsung made a face, chuckling lowly. "I'm not sure other girls would deny an idol being called their boyfriend."

At hearing this, Na'imah stared at him with wide eyes. It wasn't as if one could tell who JB was, especially with his face being covered by had a hat and a mask. Maybe he looked a bit suspicious standing by a van, looking into the store but nothing screamed idol.

"H-he's no-"

"Sure he isn't," Jinsung said dismissively, cutting her denial short. "I'm thirty-six Na'imah, I know an idol when I see one."

With the slight roll of his eyes, he undid her apron an slightly pushed her to the side. "He's been standing there for a while, don't want to keep him waiting too long. Go."

Side-eyeing Jinsung, Na'imah grabbed her things and made her way towards the exit, her heart beating rapidly inside her chest with every step. She had hung out with JB a few times since that night in the studio, so she didn't understand why she still was so nervous around him.

Maybe it was because those times they have been together, it was usually late and no one was around. Now it was early in the morning when everyone was out and about, starting their day.

"And don't worry about coming in tonight, take the night off," Jinsung added just as Na'imah reached for the door handle.

Shooting him a look, she pushed the door open, taking a few steps to stand in front of JB in his all-black attire, his familiar scent hitting her senses. "What are you doing here?" She asked softly, still surprised that he was here in front of her.

She hadn't been able to see him for two weeks because of his scheduling, so for him to pop up so unexpectedly made her both happy and nervous.

Since his hat was so low, she couldn't see that he had been drinking in her appearance the moment she walked out. The way those white jeans hugged her thighs and hips, took his mind to a place it's traveled to often because of her. Sometimes he wondered if she knew how beautiful she was, both inside and out.

"JB?"

Lifting his gaze higher until his eyes landed on her smirking face, he reached for hands, pulling her in for a hug, ignoring the curious looks of people passing by. Her warmth engulfed him as he squeezed her, placing his lips against her neck much to her dismay. He was aware of how it affected her when he did it, earning that soft moan she always let out when he teased her.

"I missed you." He softly told her, allowing his lips to brush across her ear. What he really wanted to do was kiss her but he couldn't risk his face being exposed which he understood but still nonetheless hated.

"I missed you too." She said sincerely, still not believing that he was actually here.

"Come with me." He invited, pulling the door to the van back so she could get in. Seeing no point in asking questions, she slid in with him following behind her, closing the door behind him. "You don't have anything planned today do you?"

She gave him a knowing look. "You know I don't have much of a life outside of work."

If she wasn't working, then she was home, snuggled up on her couch, watching tv or movies. Occasionally she'd wander around the city to get more familiar with it but other than that, Na'imah was pretty much the definition of a homebody.

"You weren't joking when you said you didn't have many friends were you?"

Shaking her head, she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "Not really. I still keep in contact with a few good people I've met during my military service but I'm not all that close to anyone like that. Never have been." She knew that it wasn't good to be as isolated as she was but she couldn't help it. Her past made her that way.

JB hummed lowly. "I think that's starting to change." He acknowledged, shedding light on how close they both have gotten since they exchanged numbers. Though she was still holding back things, JB still knew quite a bit about her. He found that she was easier to read than he thought, having the habit of wearing her emotions on her face for the world to see.

More than anything he wanted to know who or what hurt her for her to be so hesitant and distant. She had revealed that she has never been in a real relationship before but has dated around a few times. That made him curious as to why nothing serious ever came from them but didn't surprise him after he's gotten a feel of who she was.

"Maybe." She smiled at him softly, playing with the rings on his fingers. "Where are we going?"

"My place." He said, sitting back against his seat as the driver moved into traffic. "If you don't mind of course." He added once he took in her facial experience.

Clearing her throat, she shook her head. "No, it's fine. I wasn't doing anything today anyway." She had been alone with him before, so this shouldn't be any different.

"You sure?" He questioned, placing his hand on her thigh, feeling her shiver from his touch. It was interesting to him how she reacted whenever he touched her. He remembered a few weeks back the fear in her eyes when things got intensely heated between them, that made him quickly pull back. She reassured him that it wasn't him and that she simply wasn't ready which he understood but her reaction scared him and also arose many questions.

She enjoyed his touch, that much he knew but she had boundaries which he respected but he knew something terrible happened to her.

"Yes, as long as food is involved." She half-joked, hungry after her eight-hour shift. She'd eat a few snacks throughout her shift but what she wanted more than anything was real food.

JB laughed, linking their fingers together. "Already two steps ahead of you." He made a mental note to thank Jinyoung once again for suggesting a restaurant he's never heard of for food they both felt like she would enjoy.

It was the small things he did that made her feelings for him grow every day. Always leaving her gifts of her favorite things from food to flowers. She appreciated how he paid attention to everything she's revealed about herself, even the little detail about her favorite Digimon character, Patamon, in which he gave her a plush toy of, along with other characters.

"What?" He spoke up. Tilting his head to the side as he eyed Na'imah staring him at him with this soft look on her face.

"I...thank you." She muttered, not knowing what else to say after being caught.

"For what?"

Laying her head against his shoulder, she sighed deeply, enjoying his presence. "For being you."

A comfortable silence fell between them after that, with JB smiling and Na'imah drifting in and out of sleep until the car came to a stop. Refusing to let her walk in her sleepy state, he carried her to the front door of his dorm. Knowing that Jinyoung and Yugyeom were home, he chose to knock, hoping at least one of the members were awake to answer.

A few seconds later, a tired looking Yugyeom opened the door, rubbing his eyes. "Hyung, you have a key, wh-"

Realizing that JB wasn't alone, Yugyeom's sentence cut short after noticing the sleeping woman in his arms. "Yeojachingu?" He mouthed, not wanting to wake her as he stood to the side to let them in.

JB rolled his eyes, not bothering to answer the youngest members question. If he was being honest, he didn't know what they were and he wasn't going to put a title on it until he knows if her feelings are mutual.

He debated if he should wake her but thought against it since he didn't want to disturb her. Walking towards his room with Yugyeom close behind him, he placed her on his bed, removing her jacket as Yugyeom removed her boots. Once she was laid comfortably underneath his covers, JB had to practically drag Yugyeom out of his room, cracking the door behind him.

"She's pretty." Yugyeom grinned, ignoring the dark look JB was sending his way. "I always wondered where that sweet scent on your clothes comes from when you come home from the studio. Now I see where who it belongs to." The maknae stated, loving how irritated his hyung was looking at the moment.

"I would suggest you leave him alone unless you want to revisit the same headlock from a few nights ago," Jinyoung spoke up, stepping from the kitchen with a glass of water in hand.

Yugyeom pouted, sneaking a glance at JB who busied himself with the food on their kitchen table. "I'll have to order something else once she wakes up." He told them. "Let's eat."

He chewed on a piece of sausage while his members joined him, eating the Americanized breakfast that he gotten specifically for Na'imah, figured she would love to eat food from the US. He knew first hand what it was like to miss certain food when away from home.

"So, will we get to meet her once she gets up?" Jinyoung asked, slapping Yugyeom's hand from taking all of the bacon.

"If she doesn't mind." He was more than ready to introduce her to the people he loved. He knew that around them, he wouldn't have to hide the woman he wanted to call his own. And in time, hopefully, he could show off to the world one day.

Maybe he was thinking too far ahead but he didn't care. He was finding it hard to keep his feelings in check, even constantly telling himself that they were simply just friends, though he wanted to be more. This was more than just a simple crush.

"Have you at least spoken to JYP before you take things further?"

JB shook his head. He knew that he was allowed to date, however, he was afraid of the feedback he'd receive when he told management about her ethnicity. He didn't want to lose someone he considers to be so special to him.

Yugyeom and Jinyoung shared a look before staring at JB. "Your secret is safe with us."

"And we'll have your back no matter what." Yugyeom nodded.

A small smile pulled at JB's lips at their comforting words but he knew that soon, especially if something more blooms between him and Na'imah, that he will have to let his company know the truth.

And if things don't go as he hopes, he will refuse to let her go no matter of their wishes.

[aescream]

Im melting cause you're so hot 🔥

[jae-daddy]

I have risen from the dead.

Greetings to the remaining citizens of this blog,

The past year has been a break for me from writing. I know most of my readers are no longer active, and quite frankly this is a dead page. But, I do enjoy writing and it helped me relieve so much stress from my real life. After much contemplation, I have decided that I do want to continue writing.

However, I don’t think I’ll be writing as much smut as before. A lot of angst though still lol. Also, I’m kinda over the old stories. When I think about them I do get super excited and pumped about where it’s going, but then when it’s time to write... I just don't connect with the characters as much anymore.

So, I will be scraping Holic (but I can tell the rest of the storyline if y’all are interested in hearing about it), and I’m planning on continuing Chubby, and not sure about Something Good.

I will be starting new chapter stories, from Your Choice. I haven’t decided which one to begin with so let me know, which one you’d like to read first.

I’ll also aim to publish fortnightly, and answer my inbox as they come. I’d love to hear from y’all once again.

To recap, I am back and will be putting out a new story soon.

Love, B.

[got7orhot7]

@jaybnow.hr Happy birthday to you the extraodinary leader🥳💫❤💚💜💛🎊💙🧡💕💗💋Never give up we are here next to you fighting @got7.with.igot7 . . . . #OurMasterpieceJBDay #재범아_생일축하해_앞으로도_행복합시다 #IGOT7 #아가새 #GOT7_BreathofLove_LastPiece #GOT7_Breath #GOT7_LastPiece #GOT7 #재범 #재이비 #Jaebeom #IranianIgot7 #갓세븐 #JB #ImJaeBum #Mark #Marktuan #Jackson #JacksonWang #Jinyoung #Parkjinyoung #Youngjae #Choiyoungjae #BamBam #Yugyeom #Kimyugyeom #jaebeom #kpop #Ahgase #proudAhgase https://www.instagram.com/p/CJslgTplKQp/?igshid=g8gzl480g0u1

[defsolar]

Same energy

[fieryfairie]

Colors (A Jackbeom AU)

“Jack Jack, she said yes. I finally have her as my girlfriend.” Jackson Wang stared at the messages that his bestfriend JB sent him. He tried to process everything, but his mind still can’t catch with the news. Yes, Jackson did advise JB to tell Yeri how he felt. But, he did it as a joke. Now, Jackson must revise his plan that took him days to plan. How would he tell his bestfriend about how he felt especially now that a deadline has been set? The deadline is getting near. His leg started bouncing up and down. This has always been his mannerism when he is anxious. Being broken-hearted is the least of his concern. He needs to tell JB about everything bef— while he still can.

“Sweetie, are you okay? We need to go now so that we won’t be late for our appointment.” Mama Wang gently sat beside her sweet son. She brushed some hair away from eyes and his son rewarded her with a wide smile. “I’m alright, Mama! Let’s go.” They stood up together and went to the car where Papa Wang is waiting. “Hyung, meet me in our usual place. Be there by 5.” Jackson quickly hid his phone after sending the text to JB. He closed his eyes and decided to take a short nap to stop himself from thinking about everything. Besides, the piercing headache he has is definitely not helping.

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           Lim Jaebom frowned. This is the first time that he received a serious message from Jackson. Usually, the other boy’s message would be full of emojis. This is not the reaction that he expected to get after dropping the bomb to his favorite dongsaeng and bestfriend. “Maybe he just wants to congratulate me in person and catch up with what happened at summer camp.” He sighed. He remembered being in shock when Jackson told him that he will not be able to join the summer camp. He felt betrayed. They have been planning to go since they entered college. It was their promise. A promise that Jackson was not able to keep. JB lets out another sigh. He’s sure that Jackson has his reasons. “Hey babe, what’s with the long face? Did your boyfriend Jackson take the news badly?” Yeri laughed and sat next to her boyfriend. Jaebum continued pouting. He smirked and jokingly said, “He’s mad that someone else caught my eye”. JB leaned his head on Yeri’s shoulder. He held her hand and silently fiddled with the bracelet that he got her on their first day as a couple. He’s delighted to final date his long-time crush, but he seriously misses his best buddy. He thought that Jackson would get in touch with him while he is on summer camp. Wrong. The last message that he received from the guy was the day before the start of summer camp. The message was : “Have fun JB! Enjoy every moment for me. PS maybe it is time to confess haha”. Typical Jackson. However, JB can’t shake the ominous feeling that he got from the message.

           “Yeri” Jaebeom gripped his girlfriend’s hand. Yeri mumbled a silent yes. “I’ll be meeting Jackson later. For some reason, it feels like he needs to tell me something serious.” Yeri giggled. “Maybe he just misses his favorite hyung.” Jaebeom did not reply. He closed his eyes. His thoughts immediately went to Jackson.

           The two met when they got paired on a group project on their Song Writing class. JB was a bit overwhelmed by Jackson’s energy but they got a long fine. He admired Jackson’s perseverance. Not many people know that JB was able to find his song-writing muse through Jackson. “You can be whatever color you want to be, Hyung!” They were able to produce a song that JB can call his own. They got so closed to the point that they were able to share dreams and aspiration with each other. Jackson became a valuable existence to Jaebum. They promised that they would debut in one group. Both held on this promise strongly. This is the reason why Jackson not attending the summer camp came as a big surprise to Jaebum. They both are looking forward to attending the camp because some agency scouts would come and spot potential talents. The other lad has also been ignoring the older man’s messages. “I’ll get my answers later.” Jaebum tried to reassure himself. In the meantime, he would enjoy his girlfriend’s company first. He’ll interrogate Jackson later.

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Now Playing: Let Me – Got7

           It’s a nice spring afternoon and the waves are lazily splashing on the sand. A young can be seen sitting on the sand by himself. It looks like a sad painting with gray clouds hovering over the setting sun.

Jackson has his eyes closed as he takes in the sound of the waves. “Are you sure you’re pushing through with the operation?” “We can not guarantee anything at this point.” Jackson tried to block his thoughts by increasing the volume of his phone. It’s too late now to go back on his decision. Besides, he is here to talk to his JB. How would his hyung react on all the things that he says to say, all the things that he must confess? The song changed to the one that the two of them wrote together. Jackson enjoyed the time that they had writing the song. He smiled at the memory of JB pouting because they had a writer’s block. This was also the time when Jackson started developing feelings for the older man. It started with a little crush. God knows he tried everything to erase his feelings for JB. He’s perfectly fine with the relationship that they have. He doesn’t want his selfishness to ruin their closeness.  He promised himself that he will keep his feelings a secret. He wants JB to continue smiling. Even if it is because of a different person. He would kill just so JB can keep his smile.

But everything has change. One cold February morning, his parents rushed him to the hospital after failing to wake him up after multiple attempts. The results showed the worst. He remembered waking up and seeing both his parents crying on the foot of his hospital bed. The feeling of pain and anguish surged in his whole being. “This cannot be happening!” Jackson thought to himself. He did not shed any tear. Crying would only further break his parents’ hearts. “I’ll get better, Mama. Trust Me!” Jackson comforted his mother. He did his best fake smile. “Don’t break down. Don’t let them see you crying. Be strong.” The poor boy kept on repeating this to himself.

Jackson broke out of his trance when he heard footsteps approaching. He turned around and saw Jaebeom waving goodbye at Yeri. His eyes met with Yeri’s. They exchanged a small smile before Jackson turned back to return his gaze on the sea. A few seconds later, he felt JB sitting next to him while wrapping his arms around the younger man’s shoulder. “So, ready to tell me everything?” Jackson froze. He let out a small sigh. He gathered up his courage and turned his head to look at his hyung.

This time, it was Jaebeom’s turn to freeze. Jackson looks different. The Jackson beside him lost weight and dark circles covered his eyes. His lips are pale, and his complexion looks sickly. His eyes. Especially his eyes. Jackson’s eyes lost the warmth and brightness that they used to have. The eyes that JB have grown to love because they can always see through him. One look at Jackson’s eyes and he can have the courage to pursue his own color. His eyes gave JB the assurance that atleast one person in the world knows the real him. He unconsciously caressed Jackson’s cheeks. “Jackson. Please tell me everything.” It sounded more as a sorrowful plea than a demand.

A thousand years started to play in Jackson’s song.

Heart beats fast. Colors and promises. How to be brave? How can I love when I’m afraid to fall? But watching you stand alone; all of my doubts suddenly goes away somehow. One step closer.

“Hyung” Jackson let out a bitter laugh. He once again looked straight at JB’s eyes. With lips trembling, he started to pour out his heart out. “I’m sorry if it’s a little too late to say this. I have loved you since we were paired in our Song Writing class. My admiration for you turned into something more intimate. Honestly, I tried everything to erase my feelings for you. I don’t want my petty feeling to destroy what we have. I know it is selfish, but I want to see you smiling all the time. Even if those smiles are not for me anymore. Even if I am no longer by your side.” Jackson stopped. He closed his eyes as he gathered his remaining courage to tell JB that he might be leaving. Permanently.  “I have cancer. My operation in two days cannot guarantee my survival.”

I have died everyday waiting for you. Darling don’t be afraid. I have loved you for a thousand years. I loved you for a thousand more.

The sea breeze blows colder. Jackson opened his eyes slowly, afraid to see the reaction on his hyung’s face. A small tear silently ran down Jaebum’s face. JB was not able to hold in his sadness. He’s in shock. The feeling of anguish and betrayal burst out of him. He doesn’t know how to react at all. How would a normal person respond to the love confession of his bestfriend and the fact that he might be die soon? Yes, he felt betrayed. How can Jackson hide this from him? Did he not trust JB? He would easily choose Jackson more than the summer camp. More than everything that happened in the summer camp. He would let it all go in exchange of being with Jackson when he needed JB the most. Jaebum’s body betrayed him. Tears continuously to flow down his face with his mouth agape. If he would have only known earlier…

Time stands still. Beauty in all he is. I will be brave. I will not let anything take away what standing in front of me. Every breathe, every hour has come to this. One step closer.

Jaebum pulled Jackson into a tight hug. “I don’t know the reason why you are just telling me all of these important things a bit too late.” He stammered. “I’m sorry hyung”, Jackson choked unable to stop himself from crying. He’s always vulnerable infront of Jaebum. “This time, please allow me to stay by your side. I’ll forgive you with this.” Jaebum broke the hug and cupped Jackson’s face with his hands. Jackson nodded continuously like a scolded puppy. “Promise me you’ll not leave me. After everything is over, I’ll give you a proper reply to your confession.” He helped Jackson stand up and tried to wipe the tears off the younger boy’s face. “Stop crying now, Jack Jack. Mama Wang might think that I made you cry.” JB teased. He grabbed Jackson’s shoulder so that they are walking side by side. After they had one last look at the beach where they usually hang out, they both headed to the Wang’s residence.

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           After a week.

           A young man in a suit can be seen standing in the beach for God knows how long. He looks to be in deep thought as if remembering something or someone precious. He is holding a bouquet of white roses. He smiled when he heard someone approaching.

           “Im Jaebum!”

[imjaebumism]

New Literati Fic 😊

“You can’t stay there tonight.”

“Ugh, okay. Any recommendations? Keep in mind I’m down to my last penny so nothing fancy.”

“Fancy?”

“If they have steady, non-flickering lights, pillow mints and those nifty little do not disturb signs on the knobs, it’s probably too fancy for my budget.”

Jess huffs a laugh of disbelief, chugs the last of his drink and presses his lips together like he’s thinking for a second before he says, “stay with me.”

Occurs sometime between 2008-2010, Rory goes back to Jess after the Obama election

[restless-n-relentless]

My Sun & My Moon - Prologue (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/mHpZiDTE49

The sasaengs, the pressure, the paranoia...Jackson Wang needs to get away from it all. His Got7 brothers and fans could never understand Jackson's fears, so he does what is best for himself and disappears to Memphis, TN. While recouping in Memphis, Jackson meets the beautiful, kind, outgoing Eva and finally starts to feel as if he can get past the pain he suffered in South Korea. Nobody but his agent, his mother, and his therapist know where Jackson is or why he left in the first place, which leaves Jackson in fear of what will happen if his secret hiding spot is discovered. Will Jackson's dark secrets come to light? Will his fans and brothers hate him for leaving? This is Jackson's chance to finally take care of himself and he hopes his fans and brothers will understand someday- especially his closest brother, JB.

[defsoul-holic]

Merry Christmas to every beautiful Aghase out there. GOT7 loves us and we love them with all our hearts, and I feel blessed to celebrate another Christmas with them. 💛

[ddaengtears]

anacusis // two

the sun set slowly, as the sky turned into an ombre of yellow, orange, and pink. the colors fading into each other, as the rest of the sky became midnight blue, revealing the sparkling stars. yugyeom had left mark an hour ago telling him that he had to go to his dance class, leaving the older alone again. he leaned his head against his seat, his coffee now complete and his sketchbook open to the page he had been working on from before yugyeom joined him. he used his sleeved covered hand to move the wisps of hair on his forehead to the side as he looked around the shop.

the coffee shop was fairly empty, there was only two workers behind the counter and a couple of other customers sitting at tables away from his. he often sat in the coffee shop till it was closing time, which would be soon. this was one of his favorite spots, besides the riverfront. the small shop had a welcoming aura to it, it had beige walls that were filled with artwork, large windows graced with flowers and other small plants that welcomed the bright warm sun to bask in. the employees knew who mark was, as he came regularly, often giving him his drink for free. none of the workers would bother mark, knowing that the deaf male would be peacefully sitting in the shop drawing.

mark was shy despite the way he acted with yugyeom. outside of interactions with yugyeom, mark barely interacted with anyone. he would shyly smile at others, often playing with the sleeves of his shirt or jacket he wore, never making direct eye contact with the other person. he was scared to see how others would react when they discovered he was deaf so he didn't interact with anyone other than yugyeom. when someone approached him, he would read the lips of the person talking to him, quietly nodding or shrugging in response when they asked him a question. reading lips was something mark had become good at, before yugyeom learned sign language he would read the youngers lips to communicate and write his responses back in notes.  yugyeom had been very persistent to be marks friend, pushing past his shy exterior, bugging the older consistently, mark was glad that yugyeom didn't give up on him. the younger was mark's only friend, often hanging out with him when he had the time in between his busy school schedule.

letting out a soft breath, mark closed his sketchbook, feeling that there was nothing else he could add to his drawing. he unzipped his clear pencil case and placed his eraser and black pencil back inside it, making sure to zip it back up and placing it into his dark brown leather bookbag. he let his fingers softly trace the cold zipper of the bag. at the end of the zipper was a red keychain in the shape of a cardinal, he held it in his hand delicately, feeling the cold metal against his hand. he softly traced the gold outline of the bird, running his pale warm fingertip over the red body of the cardinal keychain. he closed his eyes feeling tears form, he took a deep breath of air and exhaled it slowly, trying to calm down. his milky hands shaking slightly, as his fingers gripped the keychain, his nails digging harshly into the palm of his skin. his knuckles turning paler than his already pale skin, as he winced slightly at his nails digging into his skin. his other hand gripped his sleeve tightly as he exhaled shaky breaths of air. his thin pink lips trembled as a small tear fell from his eye. he brought his sleeved covered hand up with shaky movement as he softly wiped the tear that fell from his eye, exhaling more air trying to calm down.

he opened his eyes softly, as he unclenched his fist that was gripping the keychain, letting the chain softly fall against the bag once again. bringing both of his hands to his face, he rubbed his eyes with his sleeve covered fists, trying to get rid of the tears that were formed. he brought his hands back down, keeping his head down, as he looked at his legging covered thighs, breathing softly. he played with the end of his long striped sweater that rested on his legs as if it was a dress. he felt someone tapping his shoulder, causing him to abruptly look up to see one of the female workers looking down at him with a smile. he shyly smiled back, his hands still playing with his sweater, as he tugged it down a bit more, a habit of his when someone approached him. he looked down at her name tag, may, he turned his head back to her face. he watched as may opened her mouth to speak and read her lips.

"someone wanted me to give you this," she spoke as she extended her tan slender hand to him. she was holding a folded piece of paper, between her soft pink covered nails. he looked at her hand then back to her face, giving her another shy smile and nodded back softly, not wanting to interact anymore. he brought his hand up and took the paper from her, bowing his head back as a way to say thank you. she nodded, smiling down at him even though he wasn't looking at her. mark lifted his head slightly, pieces of hair falling above his eye as he watched the worker go back to the counter. he looked down at the paper confused, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, causing creases to appear between his eyes. no one in the shop ever noticed mark. not many people approached him as he didn't make eye contact with anyone, he was more focused on drawing. he gently unfolded the paper, making sure it didn't rip. his hazel eyes scanned the paper reading it, as he held it with his fingers delicately.

"someone as beautiful as you shouldn't cry".

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[mbtipeople]

JB/ Im Jaebum - INFJ

he took the test along with the other GOT7 members in an episode of their show Hard Carry

[artemisgreen]

I’m just waiting for jb to give us an innocent description of ‘Deeper’ like he did with ‘Ride’ lets see him try it with this one xD