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[kpopsickies]

Got7 sickfic part 2

Y’all. There will be a part 3

Maybe part 4

I have no self control.... help

Bambam p.o.v

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

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

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

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

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

“felt good”

“what did?”

“your hand, ‘s cold”

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

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

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

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

“on the table, why?” 

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

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

“shit Yugyeom, you’re really hot”

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

“I gotta go”

“where?”

“I gotta go”

“where are you going” 

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

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

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

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

Jinyoung p.o.v 

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

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

Bambam p.o.v

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jaebum p.o.v

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

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

“38.9″

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

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

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

[whats-wild-to-you]

Abandoned (Jay Park AU)

- Torn -

Sophia saw the candid photos of Jay and the woman from the wedding party in the newspaper first thing in the morning and instantly became furious. How did she ever think she could be someone special to Jay? The man obviously didn’t care about her feelings at all.

“Good morning.”

Ho-Seok’s soft kiss on her cheek brought her back to reality. It had only been a couple hours since Sophia received Jay’s text. Her phone lit up in the middle of the night and her heart raced knowing it could only be him. But his text immediately put out the fire the mere thought of him had ignited in her.

Where are we with our project?

Sophia scoffed and put the newspaper down, rushing to get her husband a cup of coffee. Ho-Seok wasn’t a project to her. Not anymore, at least.

“Did you wake up with a temper today?”

Ho-Seok chuckled as he watched his wife’s expression. Silently, Sophia opened the newspaper in front of him.

“He’s running the business to the ground and all he cares about is his girlfriend.”

Ho-Seok stared at Sophia intently before he broke out in loud laughter.

“Relax! Running the business to the ground? Who told you that?”

“Dohyun. You met him at the wedding party.”

“Lim Dohyun?”

“Yes, we keep in touch.”

Sophia was expecting a follow-up question but was relieved when Ho-Seok didn’t press her on.

“Instead of uniting the family and expand the business, instead of reaching out to you and your father with ideas for a cooperation, he spends his days going on dates. How pathetic!”

“Whoa! Cut the guy some slack! He’s been single his whole life. Now he finally met someone he wants to spend time with.”

“Since when are you on his side?”

“Since I got married. I guess I became soft and want others to experience love too!”

Love? Jay? Sophia never thought about the possibility of him falling in love with that woman. Was that what was happening? Sophia couldn’t ignore the sting she felt in her chest.

“Whatever. Not our problem, right?”

Ho-Seok met with his father later that day, surprised when the old man started talking about Jay and the woman he had been photographed with.

“Do you know her?”

“I know of her, but we’ve been met. Is the interrogation over?”

Ho-Seok’s father raised his arms up defensively and quickly changed the subject. After their meeting ended and his son had left, Sang-Woo pulled his phone out, making a call.

“Well done. I know my son and daughter-in-law will be dinning out tonight, why don’t you convince Jaebum to take you out to dinner as well? I’ll text you with the exact location as soon as I know.”

Sophia was looking forward to dinner. Ho-Seok surprised her with a new dress and took her out to the fanciest restaurant in Seoul. She was about to take a sip of her champagne when she saw two figures approaching. Instantly, her mood shifted.

“What a surprise! Mind if we join you?”

Ho-Seok looked at his wife who just shrugged, so he pointed to the empty chairs. Jay and his date sat down and the female introduced herself.

“I’m Bora.”

Sophia was initially very uncomfortable. On top of having her romantic dinner crashed, it was none other than Jay and this woman who disturbed their peace. Still, she put on a smiling face and cozied up to her husband, demonstratively putting her hand in his.

She could see Jay’s anger rising and continued to pay attention to her husband only.

“So what do you do, Bora?”

“I’m a curator.”

Sophia nodded politely but found Jay’s date shallow, boring and unappealing, wondering how Jay ended up with someone like her.

After dinner, Sophia ordered an espresso while Ho-Seok absentmindedly caressed her face. It drove Jay crazy that’s why Sophia smiled affectionately every time Ho-Seok’s fingertips made contact with her skin.

“Babe, do you want to share a dessert?”

She proceeded to ask Ho-Seok, loud enough for their company to hear.

“No, you have it all. I know how you won’t be satisfied if you don’t have dessert.”

“We can have dessert later. At home!”

Bora drew in a sharp breath, while Jay cleared his throat but the two lovebirds seemed immersed in their own world.

Sophia could tell by Ho-Seok’s genuine smile that he cared a lot about her. Something resonated in her, maybe she would just stay married to Ho-Seok and try to influence him in a positive way rather than manipulate him.

“I think we will call it a night.”

Ho-Seok announced, helping Sophia get up. Together they walked out, leaving a perplexed Bora and a fuming Jay back.

At home they quickly got rid of their clothes and almost didn’t make it to the bedroom before Sophia hungrily jumped on Ho-Seok’s lap with him lining his erection in front of her entrance.

Exhausted but delighted, Sophia later rolled off Ho-Seok, still panting.

“Wow!”

Her husband laughed nervously and playfully hit her arm.

“Much better than dessert, huh? And you don’t gain calories.”

Sophia propped her head up in the palm of her hand, intently looking at Ho-Seok. She would be lying to herself if she claimed to be unaffected by his charm. He was attentive, loyal and caring, every woman would fall for him, Sophia was no different.

“I love you!”

They said almost in unison, and laughed, pulling the covers over their bodies, gearing up for round two.

A week later Ho-Seok whistled absentmindedly, as he entered his father’s office.

“Someone’s in a good mood.”

“Got every reason to be! Life is good.”

“Are things with Sophia going that well?”

“They couldn’t be better!”

“In that case, you should better sit down.”

Ho-Seok furrowed his eyebrows but complied with his father’s demand.

The old man had an unreadable expression on his face, and though Ho-Seok took notice of it, he didn’t seem to be worried.

“Jaebum and Sophia are secretly dating.”

His father started off and immediately Ho-Seok jumped off his chair.

“I won’t sit here and let you slander my wife. She ha-”

“Sit down! I knew you’d react like this, so I brought evidence.”

He handed his son an envelope. Ho-Seok took out the photos someone shot of Jay and Sophia in front of her old apartment. Sophia’s mother appeared in one of them too.

“That’s it! That’s your evidence?”

Ho-Seok scoffed at his father, smiling triumphantly. But his father wasn’t done. When Ho-Seok reached for the doorknob, the old man spoke again.

“Last week when you accidentally ran into Jaebum and his date, it was no coincidence. I actually orchestrated that.”

Ho-Seok let go of the doorknob and turned around, facing his father. He took it as a sign to continue.

“I’ve been keeping tabs on Jaebum for a while now because I never saw him with any women. Then someone introduced me to Ms. Bora, saying that Jaebum pursued her in the past but she turned him down. With your wedding party as a perfect excuse I instructed her to contact him and so he brought her along as his date. I wanted to see how Sophia would react, seeing someone else by Jaebum’s side. How he would react, seeing the two of you acting affectionately towards each other.”

“Not that it’s any of your business, father, but Sophia and I are doing very well!”

“Those American women can be very conniving. How do know she’s not secretly seeing Jaebum too?”

“I just know!”

“How?”

“Because I trust her!”

“Then you’ve already lost the fight. She knows you trust her, so she knows you would never suspect anything.”

“I’ve heard enough. I’m leaving.”

“I told Bora to seduce Jaebum and have sex with him. After he saw you and Sophia bring all loved up in the restaurant. But he refused. She said he looked tormented and absentminded. How can a sex-deprived guy resist a woman throwing herself at him? Huh?”

“I don’t know! Maybe he’s meditating!”

Ho-Seok yelled out before slamming the door behind him.

Sophia immediately knew something was wrong when Ho-Seok came back and threw a fit in his office.

“Is everything okay?”

He took a few deep breaths and walked up to his wife.

“I don’t know, you tell me!”

Sophia smiled, but furrowed her eyebrows, brushing a loose strand of hair off her husband’s face.

“Why don’t you come with me to the gym?”

Ho-Seok took a step back, examining his wife. She had her gym clothes on and wore no makeup. This wasn’t someone who was about to go see her secret lover.

“I have stuff to do, you go ahead.”

“Okay. I won’t be long!”

Sophia stood on her tiptoes, kissing Ho-Seok, before she left their apartment.

As soon as she stopped in front of her gym, her phone pinged. Thinking it was Ho-Seok, she quickly read the message. It was from Sang-Woo instead.

Let’s have tea together. Are you free?

Of course. I’ll drop by in an hour.

I’m not at home. I’m on the countryside. I’ll have a driver come and pick you up.

Okay. Give me his number. I’ll text him the address.

Soon after, she received another text from Sang-Woo with the driver’s number on it. She texted the address to him and started her workout.

While on the treadmill, Ho-Seok facetime’d her. Smiling, she picked up the call.

“Does working out make you that happy?”

“Of course! It releases endorphins. But to answer your question, no. Your father texted me earlier, said he’d like to have tea with me.”

Ho-Seok’s eyebrows furrowed but as he watched his wife’s excited face, his suspicions faded.

“Why? Are you jealous?”

“Of the man who gets to spend one on one time with you? Of course!”

“Don’t pout! As soon as I get home I promise to spend some quality time with you too.”

“Naked?”

“That can be arranged!”

She winked and waved, ending the call.

About the same time as Sophia got in the car Sang-Woo had sent, Jay received an ominous text from an unknown number. It was an address. Jay wanted to delete it but decided to show it to Minsoo first. Not many people had his phone number, maybe this was something important.

“No idea, Boss.” 

Minsoo shrugged when Jay showed him the text. He recognized neither the address nor the number that sent it.

Annoyed, Jay put his phone down only for it to ping again.

If you want to see Sophia alive, you better be there!

Instantly, the blood froze in Jay’s veins and he stormed out of his office.

***

- Strategic Decisions -

[sxfterhearts]

6. [8:17am]

Jaebeom yawned while scratching the back of his head, messing up his bed hair until it resembled a bird’s nest. His fluffy slippers shuffled along the hallway towards the smell of fried eggs and spring onions, a low grumble sounding from his stomach. He paused at the kitchen once his eyes settled on you, dressed in only his oversized t-shirt, and watched with amusement.

It was way too early on a Sunday morning. Most weekends, the two of you would sleep in until noon, limbs intertwined, engaging in pillow talk and basking in each other’s embrace. It was a rare occurrence. On weekdays, you had to get up early to commute to your workplace, leaving an unsatisfied Jaebeom alone on the empty bed. Most weeknights, he worked on his music in his downtown studio until past midnight, resulting in you dozing off on the couch while waiting up for him. The mismatch in working hours wasn’t ideal, but there was comfort in knowing that you could make up for lost time on the weekends.

This Sunday was different. Jaebeom had scheduled a recording with another artist for their upcoming collaboration, and he had to leave in about an hour. You managed to quietly slip out of his arms to prepare a hearty breakfast for him. Your boyfriend always preferred traditional Korean food to Western food, so you decided to prepare a few side-dishes and a bowl of multigrain rice to give him an extra energy boost for his recording. While the soybean stew bubbled away in the background, you tended to the sizzling fried eggs and spring onions side dish in the frying pan. You added a few drops of soy sauce as a finishing touch and plated up your boyfriend’s favourite dish.

The rice cooker chimed, signalling that the rice was ready. Smiling to yourself, you reached forward to turn it off, only to be beaten by Jaebeom’s swift fingers. He approached your apron-clad figure and wrapped his long arms around your waist, his naked upper body immediately comforted by the heat of your body. “Morning, babe. What’s all this?” His voice spoke right next to your ears, low and hoarse, spreading warm tingles across your body.

“Good morning, sleepyhead. I made your favourite.” You stirred the soup as he nestled his face against your neck, tickling you with his slight stubble. “It’s a proper meal before your recording later. There’s soybean stew and eggs, plus your mum’s kimchi and the potato stir fry from last night.”

Jaebeom took the soup ladle out of your hands and turned you around to capture your lips in a slow, lazy kiss. You gasped when his wandering hands settled on your behind and he took this opportunity to languidly slip his tongue into your mouth. The pair of you made out unhurriedly, enjoying each other’s presence.

Eventually, you pulled away to catch your breath. Even after so many months of dating, you still lost yourself in Jaebeom’s kisses. He wore a lopsided smile, looking at you with so much affection and appreciation that you wanted to combust. “That was my way of thanking you for going to so much trouble to prepare breakfast on a Sunday morning. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’d probably starve, for starters.” He gave you a light smack on your butt in response. “It’s true! Now go make yourself useful and scoop your rice.”

The rest of the morning was spent on the dining table, with you watching him as he inhaled your cooking. You had to remind him to slow down in case he got indigestion, but Jaebeom only responded with a “it’s tastes so good that I can’t help myself”, and proceeded to down the rest of the soup in one gulp.

As you cleaned the dishes, Jaebeom washed up and got dressed in his typical recording gear, consisting of one of his many hoodies, cargo pants and a bucket hat. A part of you was sad that he had to leave. Reluctantly, you squeezed him in a tight goodbye hug and placed a kiss on his cheek. You knew how important this recording was for him because the artist he was collaborating with was someone he respected for a long time. “Have a good day at work, and good luck, baby.” You wished him with a slight pout, missing him already.

“I will. I’ll be back in no time, okay?” Jaebeom promised, squishing your cheeks to turn your pout into a smile. He felt sorry because he knew that quality time was precious in your relationship, but it was hard to come by. “We can watch something tonight, your pick.”

“Deal.” You sealed it with a sweet kiss.

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[wonyoungandbeautiful]

Wonyoung wandered around the villa, relishing the opportunity to explore every corner of the expansive space she hadn't yet had the chance to fully appreciate since her arrival. The grandeur and luxury of the place were right up her alley, fulfilling her preferences perfectly. Sporting denim shorts paired with a bikini top, she rocked her signature sunglasses from the Italian brand she represented, a bottle of water clutched in her hand. The warmth of the sun felt invigorating, and she savored the freedom of leisure time while it lasted. Stepping out into the outdoor area, her grin widened as she recognized a familiar voice. "Oh my god, hi!" she exclaimed, striding eagerly towards the source. The idol playfully tossed her soft brown hair as Lisa hinted at the void felt during her absence. "The flight was alright, but so damn long!" she exclaimed with an eye roll, expressing the shared annoyance of travel woes. Without missing a beat, she grasped her friend's hand and followed her towards the pool, eager to embrace the relaxation suggested. "We absolutely need to catch up; I feel like it's been ages!" she declared with a smile. "How's Jaebum?" she added, nudging Lisa's side gently, showing genuine interest in her friend's life.

@wonyoungandbeautiful

The day was a little warmer than Lisa preferred but nothing that she couldn't handle. There was a reason why she brought dozens of luggages for the next week. A quick change of wardrobe to fit whatever Mother Nature wanted to throw her direction. She changed into one of her many bikinis but layered a cover-up white dress over the two piece. After begging one of her friends to make her a mixed drink, the rapper took the refreshment outside. Her cheeky smile showing once spotting one of her younger friends. "Wonyoung! You made it! See, I knew there was someone missing. How was your flight?" She didn't know when the younger girl arrived but Lisa was always ready to sit and chat. "Up to sit by the pool?"

[cafeidols]

he’s so boyfriend 𝑼𝑮𝑯

[v6mpcat]

drive me to the moon

[oraclekleo]

Hello!

Yay!

This list was truly worth to wait for. 😍

I mean, I do have a soft spot for all of them, maybe except G-Dragon. I still have that feeling he would put glitters into my morning scrambled eggs which would infuriate me. 🤣 Don't ask me where this image comes from. I don't know.

This is really hard for me to pick. Aaaaa! Such a dilemma! 🤯

While I genuinelly love all of them, I think I would pick Lee Joon Gi. I love that man to the bits, really. He's such an elven king type for me. And he loves dogs and can cook. Joon Gi is one of my TOP 10 as well so... Yes, I think I would pick him. I mean, we will never meet and I only watched one of his dramas but he's such an admirable person for me. 🥰

I also love Ahn Jae Hyun. When I learned he was married it didn't broke my heart but now he's divorced and free again. 😏

I agree, Lee Soo Hyuk is the best and I have a huge crush on him but I think he might get irritated by me if we ever met. I think he's just not ready for my lifestyle 😂

Funny you mentioned Kihyun. He's my friend's sugar daddy bias and I have often done readings on him but he seem to be putting me through peril whenever I do as he's trying to block me out. 😂 So while his cleaning OCD would nice match mine, I'm not submissive enough to feed his control issues. One of us would end up dead if we ever tried to date. 😂

Satansoo was one of my first biases. That man is super talented. I feel such a respect towards him. His intimidating aura makes him even more attractive for me and once again, he's an excellent cook. 😁

Jaebum is my bias in GOT7 but similarly to Kihyun, I think we would murder each other like 10 seconds after first meeting. 🤣

I don't know that much about Seo In Guk, to be frank. I often here his name from my friends but personally I haven't made an opinion on him, yet. Maybe I should do a reading with him to see. 😂

Ji Chang Wook is just so... soooo... sooooooo.... soooo sexy. Like ridiculously sexy. His smile, his eyes, his lips, his ears, his whole damn self is so irresistible it's making me giggle. 🤭 For some reason many of those I truly like are Cancers. Which is weird because in real life I try to stay away from overly emotional people, I just don't understand them. But clearly from a distance they are super attractive for me 😂

San is similar case like Ji Chang Wook 😂 He's not my Ateez bias but I do notice him first whenever I see a video or a pic of Ateez, I always see him first. He's got that ability to attract my eyes to him 😁 I don't think I would be sensitive enough to actually hang out with him, I might make him cry often but he's surely very pleasing to my eyes. 🤭

I think I have mentioned all of them. 😂

This was really fun! Thank you making this list! It's really interesting to see what other people think, who would they ship with me based on my online persona (which is like 98% my genuine self).

I'm loving it! 💖

Thank you so much, Aurora! You did a great job and even put me in front of a huge dilemma. 😂

Be blessed! ✨

Kleo 🦄

Hello, my darling friend!

I have never tried a ship game before but frankly it really looks like fun the way you put it. 😁

I'm such an indecisive potato, though. I can't pick my bias.

What about this - You ship me with someone you pick. It doesn't matter who it is. Member of Ateez? Member of Monsta X? Seventeen? Astro? An actor? I love them all (each in a certain way) 😂

So! Are you up to this challenge?

If you don't feel like doing this, just ignore this ask. Please, no pressure and no stress at all! If you decide to actually complete this, you don't have to hurry. I'm awfully patient person so use this one good thing about me and feel free to complete your other asks first, take a break, go for vacation... I said I'm very patient 😂

Anyway! Have a great time, always! 💓⭐

Kleo 🦄

HIIII LOVE!

Well it took me a while, and was really hard. I made a list of idols and actors that i would shipp with you, for random reasons honestly. Mostly of them, i just got the vibe

Choi San

Ji ChangWook

Lee JongGi

Ahn JaeHyun (love him)

Seo InGuk (fucking love him too)

G-dragon

Im Jaebum

Yoo Kihyun

Do Kyungsoo

Lee Soohyuk

I leave the best for the end bc honestly HE IS THE BEST, would be my choice. Yk i fucking love him, my favorite from all, but I can’t deny that in my mind, you both would work 😂 IM JEALOUS KLEO! (Just kidding)

Now im curious, who you would pick? Let me know!!! Honestly was the hardest for me! But i loved to do it! Thank you so much for your request 💕

[charlieweb]

䨺 ꯭✎⠀⠀🌪️ ⃝ ᪳ . ⠀﹫⠀𝗐ꪱ𝘯ꫫᥱ𝕣⠀ ˖⠀⠀囕 ⠀𖧷 ⠀⠀！

[harumi-web]

💭 '' § : Diz-me como te convencer. Não finjas que nem queres saber, yeh. Já não há outra forma para te dizer que...querer-te nunca é demais!

[a-fence]

Trial Dad

Jay Park as your future baby daddy

The doorbell rang and you saw DJ Wegun on the intercom. You opened the door and he shoved Daon into your arms and practically ran to the elevator, leaving you stunned with his actions.

You took out your phone from your pocket and called him. "What the h e l l?" you whispered angrily.

"I appreciate you spelling the word and not cursing in front of my son. But remember you told me you wanted to know if Jay can be a good dad right? So there, babysit Daon. I'm going on a date with my wife, just us two since Daon was born and our babysitter cancelled on me at the last minute. Thanks!" he explained quickly.

"Uhh, I never agreed but okay I guess? Have fun on your date," you replied reluctantly and hung up.

Jay spotted you by the door with Daon in one arm, his stuff hanging on your other arm and hurriedly took Daon’s stuff.

"What do we do with him?" Jay asked.

"Babysit him?" you answered unsurely then mentioned to him that you think there’s more stuff in the hall and Jay fetched his car seat and high chair.

Jay brought them in and told you, "You can put him down you know."

"Our house isn’t baby proofed! What if he hurts himself? Wegun’s gonna be mad at us," you argued

"Well you can’t carry him forever. We’ll just chase after him I guess," he countered.

You did a quick survey of the room and seeing nothing potentially dangerous laying around, you cautiously put Daon down and he started walking around and you followed him just in case.

While you followed him, Jay unpacked some of his stuff like his food and his milk, his bottles and eating utensils. Unsure of what to do with all of it, he Facetimed Wegun to ask. He didn’t forget to tell him that he should have at least given you two a heads up about Daon to which Wegun replied that he wanted to know how to handle a child, and y/n wanted to know if he’s ready for fatherhood and that he's just helping both of you.

Daon finished roaming the apartment and realized he was not home and started to cry. You picked him up and tried to console him.

Jay heard him crying and immediately showed Daon his dad which consoled him a little and Wegun told him they’ll pick him up later and that you two should maybe try and feed him as it’s lunch time already.

"Right!" Jay exclaimed and slapped his forehead and Wegun talked him through prepping Daon’s food.

You grabbed a juice packet to give to Daon which immediately stopped the crying and he finished it quickly and asked for more.

"After lunch, okay? You have to eat first," you told him and you carried him to his high chair and strapped him in. You asked Wegun if he’s allowed screen time and he said they try not to give him any but when they need him to stay still, that’s your best weapon and to limit it to kids shows or educational stuff.

So you played him some Pororo while he waited for his food and you prepped yours and Jay’s lunch. You ate lunch together and you helped Daon feed himself and Jay volunteered to look after him while you do the dishes.

Jay surprisingly played well with him, playing with trains and playing ball. Jay played some air basketball which seemed to be a hit to Daon as he kept on laughing then you suddenly noticed he became quiet and he was scrunching his face.

"I think he’s pooping oppa," you stated.

Jay lifted him and smelled his butt. "Ohhhh ohhh!! I didn’t know kids' poop smell really bad and I think I put his butt way too near my face!"

You cracked up at Jay and the ugly face he made after smelling Daon. You tried to catch your breath and he put Daon back down.

You approached Daon and asked him, "Daon-ah, who do you want to clean your butt? Me or this guy?"

Daon looked at you, then at Jay. He brought a hand up slowly and pointed at Jay.

"Daon-ah, jebal!!" Jay pleaded causing Daon to laugh and he was left with no choice.

You felt a little bad so you helped him out by holding Daon as he sat on the toilet and Jay used the bidet to clean him up. Jay then carried Daon and dried his butt as you grabbed a new diaper.

Jay put the diaper on and set Daon down and he immediately ran out of the bathroom and into the living room where you started to play  Pororo on the TV.

"Daon-ah it’s nap time. Who's gonna put you to bed?" Jay asked, giving you the stink eye as he silently sought revenge.

Daon pointed at him and he pretended to fall dead which only made Daon laugh and crawl beside him.

You prepped his milk while Jay laid a mat on the floor and some pillows for Daon to sleep in.

You brought Daon his bottle and you noticed Jay fell asleep already before Daon did.

You quickly snapped a photo to send to Wegun telling him that the sitter fell asleep before the baby did. You gave Daon his bottle, put his pajamas on, and laid on his other side, patting his thigh lightly to help lull him to sleep. The motion was so rhythmic you didn't notice yourself falling asleep.

There were loud clattering noises coming from the kitchen which woke you up and you saw that Daon was still beside you, also awake and chewing on the nipple of his empty milk bottle. You stood up and checked on Jay and Daon followed you.

"What're you making?" you asked Jay as you gave him a back hug.

"Daon's food and our dinner," he answered as he placed his free hand on top of yours.

"What was all the ruckus though?"

"Oh that woke you up? Sorry. Some of the pots got stuck together and one fell when I pried them apart."

"Hmmm," you hummed in reply.

"Is Daon awake?"

"Yeah, he's –," and you felt a tug on your leggings,"– here."

You untangled yourself from Jay and picked Daon up.

"Are you hungry, little man?" you asked. Daon was still holding his empty bottle and you gently pulled it from his hands and placed it on the sink. You strapped him on his high chair and got him some rice crispies as a pre-dinner snack.

With Daon preoccupied, you started setting up the table and waited for Jay. The doorbell rang just as he was placing the food on the table. You stood up to get it and Wegun and his wife were at the door.

"Is it pick up time already?" you asked.

"Yeah. Where is he?"

"In the dining room. We're just about to eat dinner."

They started packing Daon's belongings and brought some of them to the car. You left the door unlocked so they could let themselves back in.

You started feeding Daon his dinner and his parents stood behind him watching. They were happy that he was behaving well with other people. "Daon-ah look behind you!" and you pointed behind him. He immediately squealed as soon as he saw his parents. They said they'll feed him so you and Jay could eat in peace. You offered them dinner which they kindly declined as they themselves just had dinner.

Wegun helped with the dishes despite your refusal and his wife cleaned Daon up. When everything was cleaned up, they bade their goodbyes and it was just you and Jay in the apartment.

"What do you think?" Jay asked

"I think we can handle a child? Right?" you answered. "Plus it's so quiet now that Daon's gone home."

"Well, it wouldn't be that quiet anymore if we start getting in on it," Jay teased.

"Ya!" you shouted, a frown forming on your face. "We can handle a child but me handling a pregnancy remains to be seened."

"In due time, in due time," Jay appeased, and placed a kiss on your forehead. You snuggled into him and thought that a future with Jay doesn't seem so bad after all.

[jrnstick]

I need a cha cha bboy.

[nar-bo00]

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[sxfterhearts]

18. [9:15 am]

The intimidating growl of thunder caused a shiver to run up your spine, just as a blinding streak of white flashed through the grey sky. You watched helplessly as tiny droplets of rain propelled towards the ground, pulling your hood over your head to shelter you from Mother Nature’s gift, or in your case, curse, to the earth.

It was early on a particularly cloudy Saturday morning. You managed to get yourself out of the comforts of your bed and onto the streets of the nearby shopping district, all in the hopes of getting your hands on a tray of cream puffs.

The bakery that you were currently standing outside of was well-known for their delectable pastries, which explained the long queue that extended far beyond the bakery’s glass doors. Your boss treated you and your colleagues to their signature cream puffs and egg tarts last month after signing on a new client, and you were hooked on them ever since. You began your quest to taste these delicacies again but alas, to no avail, as you often worked long hours and loved sleeping in on the weekends. Every time you entered the bakery, their cream puffs were sold out.

This Saturday was an exception. A few nights ago at Jackson’s house party, your tipsy self made a commitment to meet up with a certain mutual friend of yours over breakfast. You had little to no recollection of the nights’ events as your memory always got a little hazy after one too many drinks, but Jackson reassured you that this Jaebeom guy was quite a catch, and exactly your type too.

You laughed internally at that while shuffling forwards towards the entrance as another customer was served. Jackson had been trying to set you up with his friends for the longest time, but things never really worked out well. Either Jackson was really bad at playing the role of cupid, or his friends were just completely incompatible with you.

As your feet brought you closer and closer to your own personal heaven, the sweet, delightful scent of baked goods and pastries drifted into your nostrils. Your mouth watered, and you decided that it was definitely worth waiting in the rain for these goodies. Speaking of the rain, it seemed as though Mother Nature was determined to unleash her grievances upon the helpless humans of the city. The rain, aided by strong winds, battered down onto your already-soaked body with more ferocity, rendering the little shelter you found from the bakery’s canopy useless.

Just as you were blaming yourself for forgetting to check the weather app before leaving the house, you felt the rain stop. This was odd because all around you, rainwater splashed against the wet surfaces of pavement and roads. Looking up, you spotted an umbrella over your head.

“Are you okay?” Came an unfamiliar, deep voice from behind you. You turned around to face its owner and was met with a bright, charming smile. “It’s Y/N, right? I’m Jaebeom. I saw you across the road from my store.”

You were stunned, to say the least. When Jackson tried to convince you about Jaebeom, you had never in your wildest dreams imagined him to look like this. His hair was swept off his forehead and styled up effortlessly, seemingly unaffected by the weather, and his entire outfit was black – black t-shirt under a black leather jacket and black ripped jeans. He exuded an air of masculinity.

To top it all off, he was sporting multiple piercings on the entire expanse of his two ears, and a piercing on his lower lip. His piercings brought back memories of that night – you remembered how the boy you were trying to hold an intelligent conversation about music with was constantly distracting you with the shiny jewels on his ears and the metallic sparkle of the silver ring around his lower lip. You remembered now, he practically glowed.

Jaebeom cleared his throat, trying his best to disperse the air of awkwardness brought about by your long silence as your mind raced to process the situation at hand. “Here, drink this. You’ll feel better, you must be cold.” He placed a takeaway cup in your hands, giving you an encouraging smile. From the close proximity of your bodies, you managed to discover twin moles right under his left eyebrow. How cute.

“Jaebeom, hi!” You tried your best to sound normal and not humiliate yourself any further in front of this good-looking man. “What’s this?” You asked, indicating to the cup warming you wet and cold hands.

A hand came up to rub the back of his neck in slight embarrassment. “Jackson told me you’re a coffee addict. Cappuccino, two sugars, and extra chocolate powder, am I right?”

You were impressed. Taking a sip, you pretended to mull over the coffee he ordered for you. “That is my usual order, but it seems like they forgot to add more chocolate to it.”

“Really? We could go back to the café and ask for another-”

Your lips tugged into a mischievous smile at his flustered response. “I’m just messing with you, Jaebeom. It’s the best coffee I’ve tasted since the machine in our office broke down. Thank you, honestly.” You told him, voice laced in sincerity. “How did you find me here? We weren’t supposed to meet for another half an hour or so.”

“Well, I couldn’t let you stand in the rain alone, without an umbrella. You’ll catch a cold soon if you don’t change out of your wet clothes.” Jaebeom nagged, giving your wet hoodie a distasteful look. “I actually work at the tattoo and piercing store across the road, and I recognised your pink Adidas superstars when I was opening up. I went to buy your coffee before heading over here with the umbrella, I hope you didn’t mind waiting for so long.”

At this point you were literally swooning at the guy standing before you. He had excellent taste in fashion, cool piercings and great manners. Jackson really wasn’t lying this time. “No, not at all! It’s a miracle that you appeared at all; I was about to get completely soaked by the rain. Thank you, again, really.”

Jaebeom placed a hand on your shoulder instead of replying and urged you gently forwards as the line shortened. You found yourself enjoying the warm comfort of his skin on yours. “Why don’t we get the pastries and head over to my store? I’ve got a heater in the back office and a record player. I know we initially planned on eating breakfast by the pond at the city park, but I think it’s best if we stay indoors.”

You nodded eagerly, excited by the prospect of visiting his workplace and listening to records. From the bits and pieces of your memory, you recollected that Jaebeom was a music major and had experience being a radio DJ. You were elated at this common interest, being an avid music lover yourself. Your dad owned a record player and you hadn’t seen or touched one since moving away. “Sounds like a great idea.”

Later that morning, as the two of you were in Jaebeom’s back office, safe from the rain, you couldn’t help but to think that the cream puff you were savouring tasted sweeter and more delicious than before. Perhaps this was because of Jaebeom, who was flipping through his extensive LP collection to choose which cheesy love song to play next, while munching on a bite of egg tart you fed him. You tugged at the ends of the long sleeves of Jaebeom’s hoodie, which he insisted you changed into, to cover your hands, giving yourself an adorable case of sweater paws. Your insides felt warm and cosy. Something told you that today was the start of something special with this boy.