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[kpopimaginings]

Goodnight Kisses - JayB

You knew JayB would berate you for still being awake when he got home, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Recently, you'd got into such a routine of going to be together that it just felt wrong trying to sleep when he wasn't there. You'd done everything you normally would before sliding under the covers, but without your  good night kiss and the warmth of your man beside you, you just couldn't drift off.

JayB always promised you you'd still get your good night kiss if you were asleep when he got home but it wasn't the same. When you heard the front door open, you had a brief debate with yourself as to whether or not to feign sleep. As his gentle footsteps approached your room you decided against it, opting to greet JayB instead. You could tell he was trying to be quiet as he entered but you spoke up.

"Jae?"

"Ah, jagiya, why are you awake?" he whispered. There was a slight smile on his face as he spoke, negating any air of annoyance in his words.

"Can't sleep," you complained. "Not without my goodnight kisses."

"Just let me wash up and get changed and you can have all the kisses you want," he replied.

You groaned and stretched your arms out in his direction, hoping to summon him closer.

He chuckled as he approached you, shaking his head. "You're always so clingy when you're tired," he said running a hand through your hair.

You closed your eyes, focusing on the feeling of his fingers in your hair. All too soon he was pulling away again. Your eyes snapped open as you reached out to grab his hand and put it back. Unfortunately, in your sleepy state, JayB was quicker.

"I'm just getting ready for bed, jagi, then I'm all yours."

You still whined a little as he left you to head to the bathroom but you were for too tired to launch any sort of actual protest.

After far too long, he was climbing into bed behind you, enveloping you in his arms as a kiss was pressed to your shoulder.

"I love you, my needy jagi," he whispered.

You grunted at his teasing and snuggled further into his embrace.

There was a moments silence before you felt his finger tips digging into your waist and tickling you slightly. You squirmed but JayB didn't relent.

"Say it," he demanded.

"Who's needy now?" you retorted.

He tickled you again.

"I love you, too." You told him what he wanted to hear to stop the attack.

"That's better," he replied. "Sleep well."

With one last kiss placed gently on your neck, he held you tightly again, allowing you both to drift off to sleep, comforted by each others presence.

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[ravenbloodshot]

I assume got7 Jay b is a hoe/player.

He used to be. He's definitely cooled down now.

The type to have a girl in every county, city and timezone. But now, he just take em down one at a time. (That could still be considered a player but compared to how he used to be, he's chilled out a lot). I'm getting pervert vibes , very visual man. Doesn't matter if he's in a relationship, if he sees someone good-looking walk by him, he'll be watching them like a hawk. Giving them that scorpio staredown (lol).

But fr, this man used to be WILD. The drama of living such a life most likely caught up with him and caused him to cool down on that lifestyle, but he will always have player tendencies. (He's a "the grass is greener on the other side" type of person).

Overall, your right.

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[superalienstar]

90s heartthrob Im Jaebeom ♡

Via @/jayblooks on tw!

[jadededge]

Tear You Apart | Ch.3

Pairing:  GOT7 x OC

Genre: Demon/Mafia AU, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Summary: Jaebeom and Yugyeom are "running an errand" when the most delectable scent that he ever smelled hit Yugyeom like a ton of bricks. Yugyeom stops JayB and soon he smells it. They look across the street and see the her. They stalk her for awhile and finally get the chance to manufacture a meet with her.

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Navigation: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Despite their busy and immortal lives, the boys try to have dinner together as often as possible. Gathering around the large oak table in their dining room, they share laughs and stories of the day. Relaxing and unwinding as a family.

"So, maknaes," Jaebeom starts. "I hear you had to provide some backup on Canal. How did that go?"

"We went to see Selah. I'm so sorry," Youngjae immediately folds and bows his head, hoping to be spared.

Bam sucks his teeth. "Youngjae, what the fuck man?"

"You did what?" Jaebeom asks calmly. Too calm.

The sound of silverware hitting plates echoed in the now quiet room.

"Aw shit, boys, why did you do that?" Mark asks.

"We only wanted to see her." Yugyeom adds with a pout. "We didn't even talk to her." He says leaning towards Youngjae.

Jinyoung must've caught that because he immediately followed up. "Bam. What about you?"

"Whatever. I talked to her. And I got her number."

All the older brothers sigh. Jaebeom continues to look. His chin starts to protrude.

"Son, why did you do that when we have her number?" Mark asked.

"I'm sorry, were we going to start texting her and tell her we looked up everything about her beforehand?" He laid it out. "I'm playing the boyfriend game." He leans back, looking proud of himself.

Jaebeom was pissed, but he was trying not to show it. He had a plan, and this... He stands, pushing his chair back to leave. "I'm going out."

"Either you've messed up so badly that he needs to go prepare to send you back or..." Jackson pauses. "Actually, I don't know what else he could be doing. Nice knowing you, Bam. I'll see you in 50 years."

Jinyoung chimes in with a disapproving tone, "You do know Jackson went to meet her as well? What will she think? We're meant to be playing this smart, and you've gone and added another complication to the situation. Yeah, Jaebeom should send you back."

"I fucked up, huh?" Bam says, hanging his head.

Mark, though known for his temper, is actually quite gentle with his brothers. Particularly the younger ones, and tries to comfort them. "Did you fuck up? Yes. But it will be okay. JB won't send you back."

"He might strangle you, though." Jackson says he is taking a bite of his food.

Mark gives him a 'stop that' look.

"What? Bammie, I invited Selah to the club. How do we explain to her that out of pure coincidence, she met both of us on the same day and that we know each other? You might have to miss the opening."

Bam lets out a puff of air ready to protest.

"That's actually not a bad idea." Jinyoung says. "You three will not be at the opening."

The younger ones begin to protest. Jinyoung holds his hand up and says, "Save it. This is perfect. Perhaps Jaebeom won't murder you if we can salvage this."

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The weekend arrives, and everybody is a bundle of nerves. After adjusting plans, the boys feel like they're actually in a better place. Feeling that perhaps it would be easier to introduce her to four of them versus all seven.

The maknaes are on warehouse duty for the night, and they couldn't have been more sour about it.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into going with you. Now look at me." Youngjae pouts, looking into the distance.

Bam rolls his eyes and says, "Well, you hardly put up a fight at a gentle suggestion."

Yugyeom chuckles a bit. "You did come along pretty easily. We should just be happy we didn't get banished."

"Valid point. But I want to meet her now." Youngjae says.

Yugy juts his lip out, "Me too."

"Yeah she's great. Glad I talked to her when I did." Bam says proudly.

The other two side eye him.

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Selah arrives at the club accompanied by her friend Brianca. She's feeling good about how she looks. The little black dress she has on is her favorite among the many in her closet. The tiny straps sit upon her glittering shoulders. The bodice fits tight on her chest with a side split that causes the material to lay nicely over her ass. Matched with a flattering pair of heels that elongate her legs and strap around her ankles is giving her a confidence boost. Not to mention, she smelled amazing.

She's hoping to see Jackson. Bam hasn't texted her. Which made her a bit sad, as she was hoping he would. But she figured she would at least have a good time, get her mind off the week, and look good if for nobody but herself

"Girl, this club is nice!" Brianca says to Selah. "And you said he's the owner?"

"That's what he said. So I'm not sure I'll easily bump into him." Selah responds by surveying the area.

"Let's get a drink!" Brianca suggests.

At the bar, Brianca has already been approached by a couple of guys and is chatting one up. She has a very inviting aura, so it's no surprise she's already deep in conversations.

At one point she leans over to Selah, "omg girl. This is that guy I told you about. That I went out with a couple of weeks ago." "The one with the.." Selah wiggles her brows. 

"Yes him." Brianca exclaims trying not to let him hear.

Selah chuckles, "well it looks like you're in for a wild night."

"Here's hoping." Brianca cheers with her friend and turns back to her presumed date for the evening.

As Selah is enjoying her cocktail, she feels a gentle touch on her shoulder that sends shivers throughout her body. Looking to her left, she sees Jackson. Managing her reaction, she doesn't smile too hard. "Jackson, hi."

"Selah, you made it." He's grinning from ear to ear. He takes a second to look her up and down. Without realizing it, he's licking his lips. "You look amazing."

This causes her to blush hard and look away briefly. "Thank you. You look great yourself, and your club is amazing."

"Thank you. I spotted you and wanted to be sure I had a chance to speak while things were going smoothly."

He needed to get her away from her friend and up to the private room. He can tell she cares about her and won't want to leave her alone or unsafe. But it appears luck was on his side.

"Brianca." Selah is turning to get her friend's attention to introduce her to Jackson. "This is Ja-."

But she's being lead to the dance floor by the guy she was chatting with. She looks back and smiles big at her friend. Quickly surveying the guy next to Selah she gives her a 'go get em' look.

"Well I was going to introduce you but nevermind I guess." She laughs.

Jackson sighs internally with relief, "No worries, we can meet later. She looks like a good time."

"Oh she's a blast in a glass. She'll be entertained for hours."

"In that case, would you like me to show you around?" Jackson asks as he holds his hand out for her.

"Sure. I'd like that, we sort of b-lined to the music, so I haven't seen the rest."

He leads her through the crowd and back toward the foyer. The place is actually quite large with a few different areas. One being the bigger bar and dance floor area they just left. Jackson shows her around the bottom floor. Even showing her a few behind the scene places before leading her into a lounge area. It's decorated in gold, with soft lighting and slow music, this makes for a nice area to chat.

"One of my brothers designed this room. He thought it would be a good idea to add an area that was much less chaotic than the traditional club atmosphere." Jackson explained.

"Oh you have a brother?" Selah asks.

"Yes, six actually." He leads her to the bar to order himself a drink. "Would you like anything?"

"Whatever you're having. Unless it's vodka." She makes a disgusting face.

Jackson chuckles and signals to the bartender, "please send over two glasses of Hennessy and ice. Thanks T."

"You got it boss." The bartender responds.

Jackson turns his attention to Selah, "Come, let's have a seat."

Settling in, Jackson takes this time to get a really good look at her. She's perfect. They begin a back and forth conversation that flows with ease. He asks her questions about herself that he already knows the answers to, but he loves hearing her talk, so this isn't a problem.

She asks about his business endeavors and he explains to her how he owns this a few other nightclubs. He mentions the corporation that his family runs, not the illegal things, obviously.

"So you have 6 brothers. That had to be hectic growing up." Selah comments.

"You could say that again. We're not exactly blood brothers, more very close friends, but we're brothers in just about every other way. We sort of came together at different times but we've been together ever since." She's listening intently. Jackson hasn't even used his gifts to any degree and she's already hooked on his every word. "Three of them are here now. I was hoping to introduce you actually. They've been dying to meet you."

"Oh, you've told them about me?" She's shocked, they only met briefly. "And you want me to meet them?"

He smiles and grabs her hand, gently caressing it. "Of course, we tell each other everything. So when I met a gorgeous woman, I told them immediately."

She was a bit hesitant but the moment Jackson touches her, she gets those same shivers. Being near Jackson, she finds herself alot more willing to go along with just about anything he says. Especially when he touches her.

She blushes, "Okay, sure."

He beams at her, "You're going to love them."

"I should text my friend and let her know."

This irritates Jackson. But he hides his displeasure. "Sure, no problem. "

He needs her alone and he didn't want to manipulate her to do it but this is becoming tedious. How do normal people live like this.

"Oh, she actually messaged to say she left with that guy. I must've missed it. I guess i'm all yours." Selah explains.

"Perfect." Jackson stands and extends his hand to help her up.

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Leading her out of the lounge and through the club to the stairs, Selah feels lightheaded. She feels as if she's walking to another world. The decor is also darker upstairs. The walls are a blood red velvet with black damask patterning. The lighting is low and the music from downstairs is faded and becomes more faint the deeper they walk.

"Continuing the tour," Jackson starts. "This top floor has a few private rooms that special guests can use, as well as the offices."

He stops at a door at the end of the hall and on the other side, Selah knows deep down, everything will change once she steps in. Jackson opens the door and gestures for her to enter.

The room is spacious, continuing the same dark motif, but the colors are a darker green and black with gold accents. There's a full-sized bar and and lounge area with a large window across the way for a view of the entire dance floor from above. 

And scattered about the room are three of the finest men Selah has ever seen, apart from Jackson. It nearly takes her breath away. They are dressed in finely tailored suits, like Jackson, and they have this something about them she can't quite put her finger on. Maybe this was a mistake. She thinks.

Jackson places his hand on the small of her back and moves her further into the room, "Selah, these are three of my brothers." He points to one at the bar with a short haircut and a dazzling smile that warms her heart. "This is Mark, the oldest."

"Hello gorgeous, lovely to meet you." He finishes making his drink and comes to settle in a chair next to the couch.

"And this absolute cutie..." pointing to other one with a short haircut. His lips grab her attention and she can't help but stare at them. He chuckles slightly and bites his bottom lip. She had to stop her knees from giving out. Did he do that on purpose. "...is Jinyoung."

He rolls his eyes, "Could you not introduce me that way." He gives her a smile staring directly in her eyes making her melt.

"Why? Is he not adorable Selah?" Jackson turns to ask her. She blushes from being put on the spot. Jackson laughs. "And lastly but certainly not least, this is Jaebeom. He is our leader."

Calling this man gorgeous would be an understatement. With longer hair styled perfectly sitting across his neck. Selah couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to run her fingers through it. She's cursing herself for how hard she is crushing on her crush's brothers.

He nods her direction. "Nice to meet you Selah, you can call me Jay B."

Her head swims. "Nice to meet you all"

"Come let's sit." Jackson moves them to a loveseat next to Jaebeom and across from Mark. Jinyoung has his eyes trained on her.

All four of them are drawing her in, with their confidence and captivating aura. But just beyond that is something tugging at her, whispering danger. She's watching herself wade further into the waters. What is happening...

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[bgarchivee]

jay b (got7/soloist)

[bydarkfenix]

GOT7

[defcravings]

idol secrets  jb Got7 - Part III

w/c : 4.1k

pairing : jb x reader 

genre : fluff, suggestive 

synopsis : life has to go back to normal for y/n, breakup or not. when jb sees y/n getting attention from another male idol it touches a nerve. he's desperate to talk to her, will she listen or has he ruined it for good?

the next few days were insufferable. the demand to go back to normal life while your world is in a state of limbo is something you couldn’t fathom. you hadn’t heard from jb in days but the life of an idol waits for no one. you had rehearsals all morning, meetings in the afternoon, evening rehearsals. recordings the next day, guest appearances on radio shows to talk about your recent win. all of which had to be done with a smile. and for the first time in a long time, you had no reason to smile. how could you? initially all you were doing was checking your phone, his activity on instagram, the boys instagrams. radio silence. nothing. like he’d just disappeared from social media. leaving you to make your own scenarios with no confirmation. was he doing the same? checking your instagram 40 times a day, reading old texts? probably not. 

day 5 and no message from jb. the compulsive need to check your phone was lessening, possibly from the new album you were recording being all consuming, or maybe you had just got tired of the disappointment. the girls tried to keep you distracted partly because the job demanded it but mostly because they hated seeing you like this. they’d show you funny tiktoks, tweets from Roses, anything to make you smile. you didn't want to let them down, it wasn’t their fault that your love life was turning to shit before your very eyes. they worked so hard to make this dream come true, they deserve this success more than anyone. so you'd put on a face for them. for as long as you had to. 

‘what’s the schedule for tomorrow?’ Ara said as she wiped off her makeup. the dorm was the only safe haven, the walls of the room harboured all of the groups secrets. you'd all talk about your families, your dreams, crushes, fears. you trusted the girls with your life and visa versa. ‘we have rehearsals tomorrow at 8am, then meeting with wardrobe for our dance practice video, then Weekly Idol dance battle again’ fuck. ‘I thought we weren’t going to that?’ Mina questioned. my thoughts exactly! ‘they changed the time so we could record for album, our manager sent the email about it last week..’ Ara replied, looking between you and Mina. ‘and that ladies and gentlemen, is why I should be checking my phone..’ you thought. you stayed staring at your hands nervously gripping each other. ‘you’re going to have to face him at some point y/n’ Ara said looking at you, her eyes soft and worried. you nodded sheepishly, knowing it was true. ‘we will all be there.. we have your back’ Mina said rubbing her hand on your back. ‘just pretend he's not there, he doesn’t deserve your attention after he did that’ she continued. you wanted to agree, he didn’t deserve your attention.. but all you wanted was for him to give you his attention. ‘we’d never leave you to eat noodles on your own..’ Ara said placing her hand on your knee, causing everyone to laugh. you knew this would be so much harder if you didn't have your friends with you. 

the hours between going to sleep and waking up are never long enough but when you have a day like this today, it really didn’t feel long enough. you did what you had to do, you practiced the routines for your new album, you went to the wardrobe fitting. granted that was always your favourite thing to do even when you didn’t feel up to it. they'd picked out some outfits for your dance practice filming as well as something for Weekly Idol consisting of baggy jeans, strapless black top and arm warmers. very you. there was a bustle in the dressing room from the members and staff, all excited to see you all in your outfits. you fished your phone out of your bag while everyone was still getting ready, you opened Instagram to see Jackson had uploaded a story. you hesitantly pressed to view it, as expected it was a video of bambam dancing- you smiled, you missed hanging out with them. your eyes narrowed, in the back you could see him. it was jb standing with a girl. could be completely innocent you thought. but the big smile plastered on his face said otherwise. you didn’t recognise her, she didn’t look like staff, or from a group that was on the show.. your mind was running wild. was this the real reason he broke it off? or is she giving him the free relationship he wanted? the one you couldn’t? 6 months for what? your mood switched, the feeling of dread turned to drive. you were going to weekly idol, and you were going to show him that you didn’t care. he didn’t care to message you, you didn’t care to be in the same room as him. no more crying over this man. 

you all arrived on set, a lot of the groups were already there. as per contracts you weren’t allowed to mingle with other groups prior to filming so you were lead to your designated green room. the girls had all seen the instagram story and had the same reaction; who was she? what’s going on? all of which you'd already tried to answer yourself but couldn’t. ‘girls whatever we think, we act professional. agreed?’ Mina said casting a stern look between all of us. ‘is a slap professional?’ Ara laughed. ‘no I agree, I don’t care what he's doing. we do this for Roses. yes?’ you chime in, almost believing your own words. before anyone could say another word a man clutching a clip board in one hand a coffee in the other entered the room. ‘right ladies we are ready for you’ he said using his clipboard to motion us out the room. with one last look in the mirror we all headed out in single file in true ‘one of us has been betrayed fashion.’

as we enter the main studio you see that most of the other groups have already been brought through and were waiting. the desperation to look round the room and find him was overwhelming, but you kept your eye line straight ahead, following the lead. you all took your seats, you sat on the end. the chatter in the room made it much more bearable this time. everyone seems a lot less nervous. you feel a gentle tap on the shoulder, you look over to see Hyunjin of Stay Kids smiling back at you. it catches the rest of Ro5es attention along with Stray Kids and you greet each other with a smile and bow amongst some low chatter and pleasantries. ‘we wanted to catch you all after the MNET awards, you were amazing’ Bangchan says on the behalf of the group. ‘oh thank you, it was a crazy night, we crashed straight away’ Ara laughed, the rest of us just nodding along. your eyes revert back to Hyunjin who's eyes hadn’t left yours. immediately looking back to bangchan who was still making conversation with the rest of the girls ‘wait you’re still living in the dorm?’ Felix interrupts. no idea how this came up? ‘yeah but we are looking for apartments but no luck so far’ Mina continues. ‘well hyunjin is wanting to move out of his, you should check it out, its not far from YG’ Bangchan says motioning to Hyuinjin to looked like he had only just tuned into the conversation. ‘right, yeah I am. come by anytime’ he said sharing his gaze between the girls until he stops on you. this look lasted not long, but enough time for you to notice in you peripheral a figure looking over at you. your eyes re focus on the figure. jb. how long had he been looking at you? when did he even get here? was he there the whole time? his face looked serious, more serious than you'd ever seen. even when he was breaking up with you. and that's saying something..

your thoughts were interrupted by the host clapping to get everyones attention. the once chattering voices turned into a low lull and then silence, all focus being pulled to the same point. the introductions and plan for the show might as well have not been said, you couldn’t focus.. you hadn’t seen jb in a week, hadn’t heard from him since you broke up. could you even say you broke up, were you ever together really? ‘not now’ you thought to yourself. snapping back your focus as the hosts do their introductions to the cameras and one by one the groups around us do their signature intros garnering a clap from the spectators and groups alike. working their way round the room until it was our turn, you stand up in unison and smile and wave at the camera tunefully saying our intro. you sheepishly take your seat and cast a low look over to where the tension resides. over to jb, who's eyes were sharp and serious. even when doing the got7 intro, his demeanour never changed. you wanted the ground to swallow you whole, this was painful. was he going to look furious the whole time? at what? ‘I should be the angry one’ you thought to yourself. 

the games commenced, one by one a song by another group present started playing- a member from each of the remaining groups scrambling to the centre of the room to complete the dance (hysterically) to gain points. The room would erupt into laughter every time, especially when the boy groups would put on their best performance of the girls’ songs. no matter how funny you thought it was, you couldn't help but cast a look over to jb every now and again, never meeting his eye line. he was avoiding you. obviously too. which was only frustrating you more and more. 

‘okay! good job everyone, I don't think we’ve ever had a group execute ‘POP’ quite like that, well done Felix’ the host laughed, being echoed by the rest of Stray Kids. ‘RO5ES, you guys are working on your first album, can you show us anything you've been working on?’ the host queried, looking between you all as you smiled. ‘we’ve just recorded our dance practice for one of our songs, we’d love to show you that!’ Ara beamed, clasping her hands together. ‘OH!! yes yes yes, come on!’ the other host corralled. one by one you all began to stand up and take your formations, this was the first time you'd performed it in front of anyone who wasn’t staff or you manager. and in front of other professionals seemed like the worst possible audience to perform in front of. while you desperately tried to rationalise your thoughts the music began to play, the intro slowly building up until it was time. the energy of the song was stronger than your debut single, it made you all feel powerful. Mina started off the song, her vocals crisp and clean coupled with her hard hitting dancing. the song felt like mere seconds before it was your turn to begin the chorus. you hitched your breath, a million thoughts running through your mind all in a second. ‘is he watching? what's he thinking? why wouldn't he look at me?’ but there was no time to conclude an answer, you began to sing the chorus as the girls gathered round you in formation waiting for the dance break. if you were going to perform any song today, thank god it was this one. you needed some strength here. 

a roar of applause and cheers from the surrounding groups filled the room as you finished in your positions. you made your looks at the camera before returning to your clear exhaustion. you all thanked everyone and took your seats. ‘wow wow! amazing!’ one host said, his mouth agape. ‘yes amazing, what did you all think?’ he said turning our attention to the groups behind us. ‘I mean it was incredible, you all work so well together!’ Bangchan began, followed by Felix ‘we loved it, couldn't stop watching’ he said nudging Hyunjin who looked like someone had just been brought back from the dead before his very eyes. snapping back to, he laughed ‘yes very good’ causing the room to erupt with laughing at his bland statement contradicting the look on his face seconds ago. ‘got7 you've been doing this for a long time, have you ever seen a performance like that?’ the second host questioned. they all looked at each other for a second, deciding who was going to speak. finally after what felt like hours of deliberation, Jackson spoke up. ‘yeah we loved it, especially this bit’ he said as he leapt out his chair and threw his arm over jb’s shoulder and rolled his body down to his feet causing a loud laugh from the rest of the boys. but all you could look at was jb, his face cold looking and sharp. his eyes move over to you, your body goes cold. how does he have that effect with only his eyes. Jackson returns to his seat as the room mellows down again. you're still looking at him, his gaze has returned to the camera then down at his feet. you can't work out what he's thinking, he doesn’t give much away as it is.. but now you really have no idea. 

‘AND CUT! okay thank you everyone, good job today!’ he director shouts. you look back at the girls, they’re already looking at you. ‘ignore him, what's his problem?’ Ara retorts. she's mad. as are you. ‘yeah ignore him. but should we take a look at Hyunjin’s apartment? please! I can't live in that tiny dorm any longer. my clothes need their own room!’ Mina pleaded, pulling you all over to where Stray Kids are still sat. the boys attention turns to you all awkwardly stood in front of them. ‘um, would you mind us looking at your apartment?’ Mina begins. hyunjin looks like his desperately trying to find his words. ‘um yeah! yeah let me get your numbers and we can sort something out!’ he said pulling his phone out his back pocked. you all do the same, opening up your contacts and typing in his number. before you could type his number in he pulls your phone out your hand and into his. you look behind you, the girls are all facing away whispering about their schedule and when this is going to happen. the same with the boys, no one seems to be watching. he finishes typing and swings the phone back to face you, looking down at you with a low stare. your eyes dart between his left and right, trying to never let them settle. ‘I'll text you’ he said releasing the phone back into your hand. ‘yeah okay just let us know..’ you said nervously. ‘no. ill text you.’ he said, emphasising the you. oh. you take a step back, garnering the girls attention. ‘thank you, see you later’ Mina said, initiating a bow from us and them. hyunjin didn't bow, his eyes were locked on yours. 

as you turn around you begin to relax. shit that was tense. the girls are walking ahead of you, clearly excited that they firstly; might have found an apartment. secondly; that they just got hyunjin from Stray Kids number. they're excitement turning them into little school girls. you looked down at your phone as you followed them a few steps behind. your contacts were already open. the forefront page ‘hyunjin x’ so that's what he was doing.. before you could even lock your phone you we spun in the opposite direction and pushed into a closing door. your eyes not knowing where you were, desperately trying to relocate. the grip on your arm loosened allowing you to relax a little, you lifted your head up to see a very stern jb looking back at you. your heart sank, he was  so close. immediately you were taken back to that day at the restaurant. you hadn’t seen that look anywhere else. and with that look came upset and heartache. what did he want? 

‘you enjoying yourself?’ he questioned, his eyes so intimidating it would make a grown man question himself. his tone didn’t have the same positivity as the words he was saying.. it was a loaded question. ‘what do you mean?’ you replied, very quietly. like that fear had made that the loudest you could speak. his gaze narrowed, like he was shocked at what you said. you braced yourself, not knowing what he was going to say or do. ‘we broke up a week ago and you're getting someone else’s number in front of me. do you think that's funny?’ he said, his voice getting slightly louder. you furrowed your brow in confusion, you knew that wasn’t what was happening, so how could he think that? ‘we are going to view his apartment! he's moving. jb are you serious?!’ you reply, getting equally as frustrated. ‘you think im stupid? he was staring at you all day, you think he wants you to come and view his apartment? are you that stupid?’ he retorted. that hurt.. he’d never insulted you before. your anger disbursed into hurt, plastering a look of disappointment onto your face. ‘thanks jb. are you done now?’ you said mustering up everything inside of you to stay calm. he took a step back running his hands through his hair before placing his hands in his pockets. ‘what are you doing..?’ he questions, his tone calmer. ‘im working jb, im trying to work without this being a problem but you're making it really fucking hard when youre staring at me all the time, dragging me into room to shout at me for stuff I haven’t even done!’ you say starting to get angry again. ‘y/n you're acting like this has been easy for me. I hate seeing you. I hate seeing you and knowing that even afterwards I can't see you’ he says, eyes starting to get tearful. ‘you ended it with me! what do you expect me to do! Im not begging for you back when you ended it!’ you begin to raise your voice. jb’s attention turns to the door.. footsteps. ‘shit’ he whispers. you hear them too. they're getting closer. 

jb strides towards you, grabbing your arm with one hand and clasping his other over your mouth as he drags your over to the other side of the room. quickly pulling open a cupboard door and backing your stunned body into it and closing it behind you. your once illuminated faces now engulfed in darkness, only the light of the room coming through the crack in the door. he's looking through the gap, eyes intensely locked on what's going on outside. you should have been scared. you too should have been looking out there. but your eyes were locked on the silhouette of his face, the tip of his nose gaining most of the light, just enough hitting the colour of his eyes and the outline of his lips. his breathing didn’t seem phased, meanwhile yours felt low and laboured. granted his hand was still over your mouth but the fact that you were now in a very tightly confined space with jb was probably the main factor. the footsteps had reached a stop. his eyes flicked back to you, like he was trying to figure out if you were thinking the same thing as him. if it was ‘oh fuck’ then yes, yes you were. the handle of the office door began to turn downwards followed by the door opening fully. once again... oh fuck. ‘did I leave the lights on?’ you heard a familiar voice say. it was the director from earlier. without a second thought he flicked them off and closed the door. earning a sigh of relief from both you and jb. he released his hand from your mouth and let in trail down your shoulder a touch. you couldn’t tell if that was intentional or if the lack of space was just really doing you a favour. 

the silence continued. this time in complete darkness. ‘so.. should we get out?’ you whisper. you can feel him in front of you, his tall frame over you making your knees feel like they could buckle at any given moment. ‘we could.. or’ he finally said, trailing of his words as you felt the air between you two close. his hands once again returning to your face, cupping it delicately. his lips met yours as you both took and euphoric breath in. your arms trail up his front to reach his neck and clasp them behind his head. your bodies and mouths so in sync with each other moving in perfect time. letting him take the lead was usually how it went, but this kiss felt different. it was still filled with anger and betrayal. progressively getting more and more heated, within an instant he lifted you up; wrapping your legs around him, gripping onto the door for stability. he had one hand wrapped around your waist and the other under your legs. dangerous territory. how did you go from arguing to this? and if every argument was going to end like this, you'd never say sorry. the fury and passion of the kiss turned to a tender more meaningful moment. slow and careful. he began to lower you down, finding your feet on the ground again, adjusting your connection to the new height. gently he pulls away, you didn’t want it to be over. if it was over there was a risk of going back to how this were. him ignoring you. you being broken and putting on a face. ‘that was close..’ he uttered between breaths. you'd forgotten that someone almost found you two. you wondered if he was referring to that or if something else was too close. because if so.. you felt the same. ‘oh yeah.. too close’ you said, delicately adjusting your top. ‘that too..’ he whispered, laughing slightly. great minds think alike. 

you chucked back, knowing full well what he was thinking about. silence fell on your little cupboard of safety. seconds felt like an age. you slowly pushed the cupboard door open, letting in what little light was in the room into the small space. you stepped out into the cooler air- it had got hot in there. you sat down on one of the tables that centred the room. jb limply took his seat on the table opposite. you just stared at each other, like you'd already exchanged all your words. ‘I should get back; the girls will be wondering where I've got to’ you said in a whisper, as though you were still in the cupboard. ‘I told the boys to keep them busy..’ he said with an obnoxious smirk on his face. he knows all too well what he's doing. 

‘so.. will you see me tomorrow?’ he continued, like he was dying to ask this question all along. you hesitated for a moment. ‘to talk about what?’ you questioned, softly. ‘I don't care if its a secret or public, I can't be without you..’ he says looking long into your eyes. earning a small smile from you, reflecting on his face. you push yourself off the table and lazily walk over to him, arms swinging down by your sides; playfully avoiding eye contact. you stop a few feet away from him, teasing the distance. he lets out a humorous puff of air from his nose, looking at you like you're taunting him. he reaches out and grabs your waist with both of his hands and pulls you into the space between his legs quicker than you can even think. the space between you is resemblant of the cupboard, even in this big space you feel the air is tight. ‘don't mess with me’ he said, low and sultry. ‘id never’ you respond, closing the distance between your lips for a few seconds. never touching. a his eyes begin to close, preparing to ease himself into the kiss; you quickly pull out his light grip of your hips and open the door; closing it behind you. jb opens his eyes quickly, seeing you on the other side of the door. his arms still stuck in the position he was holding you in but now a funny betrayed look plastered on his face. you'd never felt so smug, leaving him sat there. you raise your hand and give him a little wave before turning heels and walking back to the dressing room.

you’ll see him tomorrow. 

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Tear You Apart | Ch.2

Pairing:  GOT7 x OC

Genre: Demon/Mafia AU, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Summary: Jaebeom and Yugyeom are "running an errand" when the most delectable scent that he ever smelled hit Yugyeom like a ton of bricks. Yugyeom stops JayB and soon he smells it. They look across the street and see the her. They stalk her for awhile and finally get the chance to manufacture a meet with her.

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The next week, one of their men reported back to provide all information collected on her. It really was a test for them to not take matters into their own hands following the discovery of their girl. Luckily for them,  work was quite busy so they had other things to occupy their minds. But now they could focus on her. 

Profile Summary

Name: Selah Stone Age: 28 Occupation: Graphic artist Address: Midtown Lofts, Apt 32 Bank information: Aura Credit Union, Acct #78934 Medical records: Section D Family history: Section E Relationship history: Section F

And so on and so forth.

Got7's reach was far and wide. They were able to learn everything about her. Where she ate, where she got groceries, what bars she frequented. It appears she has no family in this city but quite a few friends, including an ex-boyfriend.

Jaebeom growls handing off the only copy of the file to Jinyoung. "What is it?" Jinyoung questions, opening the file.

"You'll see."

The maknaes gather around Jinyoung to see what has their leader perturbed.

"Ex-boyfriend? No problem, we'll just kill him." BamBam brushes it off.

Youngjae rolls his eyes, "no. Remember what happened before? And hyung just said-"

BamBam cuts him off "I know, I know. We play nice this time." He huffs and walks to sit down "but that's so boring and it takes too long."

He's right, it does take too long but we have to be better. Jaebeom thought. "I need to think before we do anything. And we still have problems to work out with the nightclub acquisition. Is Otto still giving us trouble? We've already started the transition and we have the grand reopening on Friday." He looks to his right hand, Jinyoung.

"He's still being a prick, stalling unnecessarily. Mark and Jackson are at a meeting there now, they should be back soon."

"Send them to my office when they return." He walks away.

"Can I see the file now hyung?" Yugyeom pouts.

"No. I need to dig into this. I'll be in my office." Jinyoung leaves the maknes alone.

Mischief plays in BamBam's eyes. "Want to see her ourselves? I saw where she goes for lunch during work."

"Lets go!" Yugyeom. 

Youngjae looks a bit apprehensive. Disobeying Jaebeom was not something he made a habit of but he wanted to see their new mate. "Okay let's go but we only look from a distance."

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A knock on the door brings Jaebeom out of his thoughts. "Come in"

Jackson and Mark walk in. "You wanted to see us?" Mark questions taking a seat at one of the chairs in front of Jaebeom's desk.

"Yes. How did the meeting go?"

Jackson scoffs, "it went." Smirking towards Mark. "Things should go smoothly from now on."

Jaebeom chuckles. "I take it he pissed Mark off."

"And did. He's lucky he's in a partnership with our brother legion." Mark's eyes darken.

"So he beat the shit out of him instead of killing him." Jackson laughs.

Mark was always level headed in discussions but he had a nasty temper when pushed too far. They had recently started the process of acquiring a series of nightclubs. They owned just a few already but they needed new spots to do business among other things. Otto, the owner of the nightclubs and member of another legion, didn't want to sell. His constant meddling and procrastination had reached a boiling point at today's meeting.

"I'm sure I'll hear about that from the other leaders. But otherwise good work."

"So about our girl..." Mark trails off.

Jaebeom hands him the file and begins to rattle off his plan.

"I was hoping the acquisition would go smoothly because one of the places she frequents will now be under our empire. Jackson..."

Jackson perks up at the mention of her name.

"I want you to lure her in." Jaebeom orders.

Jackson smirks, "with pleasure."

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Across town Selah was stepping into the café near her job that she frequented on her breaks. It wasn't huge but still had plenty of space for people to enjoy their food, or work.

Settling at a table in the corner, she feels like she's being watched again but a quick casual glance around doesn't provide any answers. Maybe i'm being paranoid.

"Dude stop." Yugyeom nudges Youngjae with a whisper yell. "You're going to scare her."

Youngjae shoves him off, "shut up, she can't tell its us."

BamBam chuckles, "and you didn't even want to come. God she's beautiful." The other two hum in agreeance. "I'm going to talk to her." He gets up.

The others hum again then they realize what he's doing, trying to stop him in hushed whispers. "Bammie wait-"

"Hi." Bam appears in front of Selah flashing his most charming smile.

Selah looks up and her heart stops. "Oh, um, hi!"

"I'm sorry to disturb your lunch but I saw you when I walked in and I'd regret it the rest of my days if I didn't at least introduce myself." He holds his hand out. "I'm BamBam."

"I'm Selah." She smiles mesmerized. "You're not disturbing me. Please have a seat"

After chatting for awhile, asking the basic 'get to know you' questions, Bam says, "I hate that to cut this short but I should get going. Can I get your number?" ____________________________

Back at the table. "You know, Jaebeomie-hyung is going to throttle him." Yugyeom says to Youngjae.

"Absolutely. But... we came with him." He sighs.

Yugyeom looks at his watch. "Yeah... we're in for it. We should head back."

"But we cant just yank him up from the table."

After what felt like forever, BamBam comes striding back over with a huge smile. The boys exit the café and get in the car to head back home.

"So what happened??" Yugyeom questions from the backseat.

"What's she like??" Youngjae adds in enthusiastically looking to Bam in the passenger seat.. All thoughts of what awaits when their older brothers find out are gone.

"She's perfect. I got her number." He giggles.

Yugy slaps his arm. "Bammie. You are in deep shit. You know that right?" He laughs.

"How are they going to know?"

"I'm not saying anything." Youngjae immediately responds. "Jaebeomie-hyung is already going to strangle me for coming along."

BamBam rolls his eyes, "no he won't. You're his precious baby." Bam pinches YJ's cheek. "You'll be okay. I, on the other hand may be banished."

Pulling up to the house they see Jackson coming out as they walk up.

"Where have you 3 been?" He questions.

Yugy quickly answers, "he had to collect from one of the groups on Canal. They gave one of our guys some problems, so we showed up together."

Jackson eyes them suspiciously as the maknaes try to keep their expressions neutral. "Hm. Okay. Well I'm off to get our girl. Jay B gave me the okay." He beams and walks away before they could say anything.

"Okay yeah. We might all die." Bam says with a 'yikes-my bad' expression. ____________________________________

Later that afternoon, Selah is shopping for dinner at her usual grocery store. She gets the feeling she's being watched again. "Ugh. Seriously whats wrong with me?" She says quietly to herself.

She continues her shopping thinking of her meeting with BamBam earlier. He was really nice, and very handsome. If he does text her, she was resolved to be open to getting to know him. He was intriguing and it had been sometime since she had met someone new that was interesting to her. Just as she rounds the corner she bumps into someone.

"Oop. I'm sorry!" She gains her balance dropping a couple of items out of her basket.

The stranger is already bending down to gather the lost items. "Oh no, its my fault. I'm sorry." He stands and places the items in her basket.

She finally gets a good look at him and Selah is stunned. How was she able to meet two hot guys in one day. "I'm Jackson."

She caught herself staring. "Oh- uh- I'm Selah." She extends her hand.

"Wow. If I knew I would bump into such gorgeous people, I would've tried this store out sooner."

She blushes. Hard. Trying to deflect the attention from herself she asks, "oh are you new to the area?"

"A bit. I don't live here but I just bought a business in the neighborhood, so I've been around. Figured I try it since its close." Placing the items back in her basket. "Making pasta for dinner?"

She chuckles nervously. "Yeah. It's quick and easy. Long day today."

"I'm sorry, I'm keeping you from finishing your shopping." He chuckles nervously and goes to move.

"Oh it's okay!" I wish we weren't awkwardly in a grocery aisle. She smiles.

"My business is actually a club. We're opening this weekend. It's called Se7en. You should come."

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Note: it took me forever to write this and it kinda sucks and went all over the place lol to be honest I've been in a slump especially with this story. I just needed to get over this hump in the plot. I'll do better. Hope you enjoyed :)