#kunpimook bhuwakul imagine

[multiphandomunnies]

got7

reactions

girlfriend hugging them in their sleep

deserted island au

high school au

gf is a demon

s.o is shy with skinship

s.o is self conscious

imagines

mark

jackson

thank you

bf! jackson

trying again

single dad au

jaebum

it’s not too late

get over here

not now (*M*)

carnation

bf! jaebum

christmas special

i want to do these things with you

jinyoung

youngjae

bambam

christmas special

yugyeom

bf! yugyeom

let’s go out

[chowyunnafat]

le grand bleu (part 4) 💙

le grand bleu (part 4) 💙

alt. title: everyday is like friday

•••

When PunPun barged into Jannine’s dorm room and threw something at her, Jannine could only look up in surprise. “What the hell?”

“You are a bad person,” PunPun said. “You made me come here in the middle of the night to make sure you were okay. But then I see that you weren’t even here. Don’t ever say I never tried to help you.”

Jannine stopped messing with the dress-form and gave her friend a look that said, “You’re not serious.”

“I’m being serious!” PunPun said. “Where were you?!”

Jannine stuck a needle in the dress form, and turned around to fully face her friend. “I was at the medical bay.”

“So, you were hurt!”

Jannine sighed. “No. I did not get hurt. Wait. Now my ankle is slightly sprained. I jumped from the balcony.”

“Cring herx (Really)?”

“Chai,” Jannine replied. “But I’m okay.” She turned back around to focus on the dress she was making, but stopped when she remembered something. “Oh yeah! And Milli tried to get her girls to jump me. And she was going to chop my hair off in the process?”

“You’re kidding!”

“I wish.”

PunPun sat down on Jannine’s bed, and grabbed her sketchbook, she looked at the sketch it was turned to. “Did you draw this?” She asked. “You’re going to recreate this?”

Jannine shrugged, still trying to prep the dress. “I’m not sure. I mean, it’s definitely going to be a dress I can’t model.”

“Well, I think it’s pretty,” PunPun said. “And this dress does fit your style.”

“Yeah, right.”

“I’m serious,” PunPun said. “Costume Design is more fun than Communication Arts.”

Jannine rolled her eyes and nudged her. “I didn’t know when public speaking became this thing everybody and anyone could do…”

“Khun,” She whined. “When did drawing and sewing become so too?”

Jannine couldn’t say anything in response to that, simply because she didn’t have one. She glared at her friend before focusing on the dress form. PunPun looked through Jannine’s sketchbook.

“You seem to have an affinity for blue,” PunPun commented. “Is it your favorite color?”

Jannine smiled. “Yeah. Something like that.”

“It’s gotta be,” PunPun said. “Your hair is blue.”

“Not by choice.”

PunPun opened her mouth, ready to question Jannine. But stopped short when she saw her friend’s face. It said it all.

“Did you hear about Saint’s party?” PunPun then asked.

“What party?”

“The costume party?”

“Mai?”

“The theme is: fairytale.”

“Fairytale?”

PunPun nodded. “I might not go.”

“Luh?”

“I don’t have a costume,” PunPun said. “My parents already gave me my monthly allowance that I immediately spent. And I don’t get paid from my other job until next week.”

Jannine nudged her friend. “Hey,” She said sitting beside her on the bed. “I’ll make our costumes.”

PunPun sighed. “You don’t have to.”

Jannine rolled her eyes. “I’m a fashion designer. I need to build my resume.”

Her friend bit her lip and looked thoughtful. Jannine smiled knowingly.

“Okay…” Her friend relented after awhile. “Thank you.”

Jannine nodded. She looked down and noticed the item PunPun threw at her. She picked it up. It was a tiny decorated baggy. “Khun.”

“Yeah?”

She opened the baggy. “What is this?”

“Oh,” PunPun said airily. “It’s a cleansing mask. I found it outside your door. It must be a gift.”

“Oh,” Jannine said. “I’ve been needing to change my make up routine.”

She closed the baggy and set it on her nightstand.

She then looked at her friend. “I’ll be busy for the next couple of days,” She told her. “I’ll be making our costumes, after all.”

PunPun bowed her head in thanks.

•••

It was the day of Saint’s fairytale-themed party. Everyone had been talking about it. Some spoke highly of a mixer Saint threw when he was in high school and was anticipating the university follow-up of it.

Jannine had finished her school assignments (barely) on time due to all her focus being on the costumes. Despite her professors giving her unimpressed looks, and BamBam noting that she was rushing when they were cleaning up the mess hall (doing the 1-scrub-there-and-1-scrub-here method), she put all of her focus on color swatches, marked down fabric prices, poking her fingers (“Shit!”) countless times while sticking the needle into the dress form, making coffee that contained almond milk (to keep her from passing out), and making sure her measurements were correct.

Basically, she hadn’t had a life for the whole week and a half.

“So, you’re a fish princess?” PunPun said looking at Jannine’s costume. “Then what the hell am I?”

“I’m a blue goby,” Jannine corrected, handing her friend a nude colored face mask. “And you’re the princess who never smiled, hence the face mask.”

“No one’s going to know who we are.”

Jannine patted both of PunPun’s cheeks. “Who cares? It’s not like we don’t look fairy tale enough.”

PunPun rolled her eyes.

As they exited the dorms, they bumped into the girls in dorm D58.

“Zom?” PunPun said in surprise. “Zom Marie?”

The girl looked surprised. But she recovered quickly, and bowed. “Sawadee. Chuu Som. You can just call me Som.”

“You still go here?” PunPun asked. “I thought you graduated–“

“No,” Som said. “I’m just part of the dorm staff.”

“Oh…”

“I also help out with the clubs.”

PunPun looked at Jannine. “She’s one of the coolest people here,” She said. “She speaks French, and won a scholarship to go overseas.”

Som waved away PunPun’s words. “Hello,” She said to Jannine. “Please ignore PunPun.”

Jannine laughed good heartedly. “You do seem like a really cool person, ka.” Jannine bowed. “I’m Jannine.”

“Jannine?” Som said, before her brows furrowed in sorrow. “You’re the girl that almost got jumped, weren’t you?”

Jannine blushed. She looked down at the ground. Dammit. Word spreads that fast, Huh? She thought.

PunPun sighed, and spoke. “Khun Som, it’s not really her fault.”

The dorm aid nodded. “No. I- I know that–“

The girl who stood beside Som spoke up. “Jannine,” She said. “Just be careful.”

The girl bowed with a nod as she touched her chest with her hands pressed together. “I’m Ploy Sornarin.”

Jannine’s eyes widened. “I- I’ll be careful.”

She bowed. “Khob khun.”

Som smiled and stepped back. She motioned towards their outfits. “Y’all’s outfits are fire!”

Ploy nodded in agreement. “Where’d you get them?”

Jannine blushed. PunPun nudged her in the side and readily replied with, “Jannine made them!”

Som clapped her hands. “Goals,” she said. “I’m just a girl version of Merlin.”

“I’m Tinkerbell from Peter Pan,” Ploy said.

“You both look spot-on,” Jannine said. “Where’d you find the costumes?”

“I DIY’d it from Pinterest,” Som replied with a shrug.

“Drama department,” Ploy said embarrassedly. “It’s from like two years ago.”

Jannine gave them both a thumbs up. “They’re fire.”

All 4 girls then proceeded to walk to where the party was taking place. The party was in the de-facto event hall, apparently Saint’s parents had connections; that’s why the headmaster was going easy on him. Yet, afterwards, an after-party would be taking place in the boy’s dorm. But the headmaster didn’t know that…

•••

As all 4 girls walked into the establishment all of those who’d already arrived stopped what they were doing, and gawked at them.

Jannine blushed.

That was when Saint approached them. He donned an Arabian Prince costume; as though he were trying to channel the protagonist of Aladdin.

“Y’all look cool,” he said with a smirk. “There’s actually a contest for best costume. And you all are good contenders.”

All the girls bowed in thanks but PunPun. Her eyes were staring daggers at Saint who simply stared back with his same smirk.

Jannine looked between the MC and her friend. Was she missing something?

“Thanks for the invite,” PunPun said to the economics major. “But I’m not sure this fixes everything.”

Saint nodded wordlessly with a straight face. “Krup.”

He then looked at Jannine and the rest of the entourage and gave a smile. “Enjoy the party. Thanks for coming.”

Jannine looked at PunPun. “Are you okay?”

Her friend nodded. “Yeah.”

“Then let’s party!” Ploy jumped in with, grabbing PunPun’s hand.

All 4 girls ran to the dance floor.

•••

Pooped, Jannine picked up a fruity drink from the bar and Minhyuk was the “bartender” once more and donning cat ears. She smiled at him.

“Hey,” She said. “You’re serving drinks again?”

He nodded with a smile. “Yeah.”

She smiled even wider. “What’s your major?”

“Music,” He replied. “But I might switch it to Business.”

Jannine nodded. “I see.”

He then asked, “What’s yours?”

“Fashion design. Concentration: costume design.”

He nodded. “Cool.”

She was about to ask him where he was from (she guessed South Korea) but she was interrupted when the music suddenly stopped playing. She then noticed 6 guys walk in and she recognized three out of the group of 6.

“BamBam?” She said to herself.

Minhyuk chimed in, “Ah, the cool 6”

“The Cool 6?” Jannine echoed. “Did I miss something, or….?”

Minhyuk laughed. “They’re like the king pranksters of the campus.”

Jannine raised an eyebrow as she got a better look of what BamBam’s costume was. Predictably, he was a prince.

But his prince look was a lot more fashionable and unique compared to the other “princes” on the dance floor. His colors were muted but electric tones: a gradient blue dress-top with 8 iridescent clasps adorning the front horizontally, black chino pants with a iridescent stripe running down the side of each leg, and finishing it off with a pair of custom made black Martin Valen low top sneakers. The crown he wore was a purple iridescent metal with little crystals shining off of them. He finished off the look with a pair of black Ray ban aviator sunglasses.

The rest of his friends were as follows: King Arthur, Robin Hood, a frog, The Gingerbread Man, and a duck. And admittedly, they didn’t look too bad either.

BamBam smiled and shouted out to everyone, “We’re gonna party like it’s 1999!” His 6 friends hooted and hollered behind him.

Everyone cheered and the music started up again. She then saw Saint greet them with bows and handshakes.

Jannine took her drink sitting on the island and took a big sip. She looked back out at the dance floor and she could no longer spot her friends. I wonder where they went off to, she thought.

She walked away from the bar and got back on the dance floor. Despite not being as talented as a certain someone when it came to moves on the dance floor she was pretty decent; she could attempt moves further than a normal fist pump.

“Jannine!” An individual donning a blue dress and white sleeves yelled as she ran over to the blue goby. “I finally found you!”

Jannine’s eyes widened in surprise as she finally picked up on who the person was before her. “Lisa?”

Her friend nodded happily. “I’m the heroine from Fairy Tail. Minerva Orlando.”

Lisa’s hair was as usual, but she had a small knot on each side of her head. Her dress was long, and the top of it tubed. Rather it being sleazy or voluptuous, it fit Lisa’s small frame nicely. It was more classy and cute on her than anything. Instead of ornate stilettos, Lisa had settled for ballet flats.

Jannine smiled. “I’m jealous!”

Lisa blushed. “Thank you!”

“Let’s dance!”

But before either girl could start busting a move, a guy stepped up to them. He was handsome in a way that almost reminded her of a certain prince.

“Hey ladies,” He said. “You both look awesome.”

Lisa and Jannine exchanged smiles before saying their thanks.

“You’re–“

“The Pied Piper,” He replied.

“Is that a real flute?” Lisa asked.

He held it up and looked at it. “Hell yeah, it is.”

Jannine laughed and Lisa looked impressed.

The Pied Piper met Jannine’s eye, and Jannine put her head down to hide her blush. Lisa must’ve seen the exchange because she immediately made herself scarce. “I see another friend,” She said. “I’ll be over by refreshments.”

Lisa gone, it was just her and Pied Piper.

“What’s your major?” He asked. “Mine’s Fire Science.”

“Fire Science?” Jannine said in wonder. “Mine’s fashion design, but it’s really costume design.”

He smiled. “Hence your amazing costume.”

She laughed nervously.

“Where are you from?“ He then asked. “I know that everyone who goes here isn’t always a local.”

“I’ve lived in all parts of Thailand since I was 10,” Jannine replied. “I was in Chiang Mai for the summer.”

“That’s cool,” He said. “I was in Hong Kong.”

“Hong Kong, ka?” Jannine said in surprise. “That’s cool.”

He laughed. “I’m glad you think so.”

She laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” She said. “I’m just kinda tipsy.”

He shrugged. “Who says I’m not tipsy right now either?”

She smiled at him and he smiled back.

“Hey, would you like to—“ Pied Piper was cut off when he was bumped into from behind. He ended up toppling to the ground along with Jannine.

Her face turned warm at the close proximity. Pied Piper was hot. His eyes were big, and his smile was infectious. His lips were inviting too–

“Blue hair!” A familiar voice said. “If y’all want to do the devil’s tango, do it somewhere else, krup!”

Laughter followed, from both the speaker and a bit of the crowd. Jannine scrambled off of the guy she’d been admiring and looked up. It was none other than the Campus Prince. He looked smug, staring down at her like she was the piece of gum stuck on the bottom of his shoe.

She blinked back tears.

“You’re such a dick,” Pied Piper said to BamBam.

The crowd grew silent.

BamBam hardly look fazed. Or seemingly so.

A smirk still adorned his lips.

With a shrug he said, “Oh, really?”

Pied Piper didn’t bat an eye. “Everyone knows you fucking had to grovel to attend Hnung.”

Everyone witnessing the scene didn’t say anything. Some looked confused while others just ducked their heads down in second-hand embarrassment.

A couple members in BamBam’s entourage stepped forward as though they were gonna…do something. But, BamBam put his hand up, as though he were stopping them.

Even though everyone in the room missed it, Jannine could’ve sworn she’d seen the flicker of hurt and anger in BamBam’s eyes. It was a minuscule flicker, barely there. But she saw it.

Maybe her eyes were just playing tricks on her.

Nonetheless, she stepped in front of Pied Piper and said to the prince, “BamBam, I don’t want to do this.”

She said it firmly, but it wasn’t as aggressive as Pied Piper’s tone.

Jannine put her hand on her hip to not make it so obvious that both of her hands were shaking out of nervousness.

Even though the music was still playing, blasting out of the speakers loudly, and the ambience of the party strengthening as more people started to ease into mingling, BamBam and her were making a scene.

The campus prince donned a smile, but he took a step back. “Whatever, Ploychompoo. Desperate is what desperate does.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but she saw each of his friends give her a facial expression as though they were disappointed in her. Like she was the one at fault. But Jinyoung gave her a small smile.

She felt a hand on her shoulder.

Jannine nearly jumped out of her skin, but when she turned around, she saw it was Pied Piper again.

She smiled brightly. “Uhm, I’m sorry for his behavior,” She said to him. “I don’t know why he acts like that.”

Pied Piper laughed. “You don’t need to apologize.”

She nodded. “Ka.”

Pied Piper nudged her playfully. “You wanna go to the snack bar?”

“Sure.”

Jannine was on her fifth cookie when she heard Saint’s voice boom through the mic.

Pied Piper had to cut his story short. He’d been in the midst of telling her a story about when he was in China. He’d been made to participate in a survival game at a summer camp his parents had shipped him off to. The summer camp was located in China, near the Hong Kong border.

“Winners for best costume are Jannine Weigel! And…BamBam!” Clapping followed.

She looked at Pied Piper, who smiled at her. “Congratulations,” He said.

Jannine then turned her head to gawk at Saint in disbelief. “Are you…sure?” She and Pied Piper had actually been near the stage when the announcement was made.

Saint gave her his signature smirk that was as unsettling as smug. He nodded. “Chai. You and–“

“BamBam,” She finished. “We tied?”

Despite being confident of her design, she couldn’t say her costume character stood out in anyway. Ironically, if it weren’t for her blue hair she would’ve went as someone else.

“Someone told me you actually sewed your dress,” Saint said. “And your hair is fire. No joke.”

Jannine smiled. “Thank you, ka.”

Saint smiled back. “So, come up to the stage.”

Her eyes widened in alarm. “Saint, you can’t make me go up there.”

She then looked up at the platform where BamBam stood. He looked just as unimpressed to be up there.

She glared at him. He glared back.

Saint then grabbed her hand. “C’mon. You get a prize.”

“A prize?”

“Chai, krup,” He replied. “Just participate a bit, and you got it.”

Jannine hesitated. But finally relented with a nod.

When she walked onto the stage and got in position next to BamBam she heard him mutter, “I don’t want to do this either, weirdo.”

“Clown,” She shot back.

Looking out into the crowd, Jannine saw the squad she came with. PunPun held her drink up as though to say “You look great!”, Som gave her a heart, and Ploy gave her two big thumbs up.

“Sawatdee!” Saint said to the crowd. “You have the winners of the costume contest. Jannine and BamBam!”

Everyone roared with excitement and genuine admiration.

“Don’t their outfits look fire, krup?” Saint said. “They even match. Like a couple!” The crowd roared again. Whistles and affirmations were heard as well.

Jannine looked at BamBam who gave her a confused look.

She sighed. C’mon Saint, she thought annoyedly. Keep it short and sweet.

“What about a slow dance?” Saint said. “I know we have a lot of couples in the room tonight, and…I’m unconventional like that. So, grab a partner of any sex, and slow dance.”

When the MC turned around, Jannine shook her head. “Saint!” She said in a harsh whisper. “You said I’d only be up here to receive a prize and nothing else.”

Saint wiggled his eyebrows mischievously. “Jannine, relax.”

Before she could slap him, her hand was grabbed and she was being dragged to the center of the floor. “BamBam!” She whisper-yelled. “Let me go!”

Once they stopped, BamBam turned around and put his hands around her waist. “Okay, mai?”

She jumped almost at his touch. “What the hell?“ She said. “We don’t have to do this.”

“You still want your prize, luh?” He said.

She kept her mouth shut and wrapped her arms around his neck. She couldn’t look at him because she could feel his breath, and the proximity was awkward.

But when she stopped paying attention to that she found that the song playing was nice. And despite the bullshit that always followed her, her past self would’ve never bet on winning a costume contest and ending up slow dancing with a decent looking (jerkface). Maybe Past Self would have been happy.

Jannine let out a small snort thinking about her past dorky self.

“What’s so funny, krup?” BamBam asked with an eye roll. “You’ve almost stepped on my foot, y’know?”

“Mai?” She said with a raised eyebrow. “I did not almost step on your foot.”

“Yeah, krup.”

“Mai chai, ka.”

“You almost did, twice.”

She didn’t bother to respond anymore. She decided to simply imagine that it was Kunpimook who she was dancing with.

“ยังอยู่ (Still)” by Mirr continued to surround the room as every pair in the room slow danced.

•••

[blu-joons]

DAD GOT7 A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kunpimook Bhuwakul

A ⇴ AFFECTION

BamBam would love to be affectionate with you, especially when you were in pain or restless. It would be the perfect distraction for you, and also enough movement around your bump to try and encourage your baby to settle for a while too.

B ⇴ BUMP

He loved everything that came with your growing bump, shopping for new clothes, how much of you there was to cuddle, and of course, the little movements of your baby too. The first signs of your baby bump were what really started to get BamBam excited, when he could physically see your baby growing and be able to have little moments of communication too.

C ⇴ CRAVINGS

You had a whole cupboard in the kitchen dedicated to your craving snacks that was strictly off limits for BamBam. Even if he tried to steal something whilst you were eating, you’d instantly slap him away and warn him to go and get his own. When you were craving, you were harsh, and honestly, you scared BamBam a little bit too.

D ⇴ DUE DATE

Getting close to your due date would be incredibly overwhelming for you especially as BamBam organised most things. Watching him stress only made you stress more, no matter how much he tried to organise things so that they were perfect, they never truly were. With both of you growing more and more impatient too, it led to an incredibly nervy and stressful few days for you both as you counted down the days.

E ⇴ EXCITEMENT

It was only when your bump began to show, could BamBam really connect the dots as to what was happening. Straight away you noticed a change in his mood and how much more excited he was about things. As your bump got bigger, his excitement only got bigger too, the more there was to admire and let sink in, the more he couldn’t wait to be a dad and finally be able to hold his child in his arms too.

F ⇴ FAMILY

With both of your families living abroad, pregnancy was very much a thing for the two of you to enjoy. From afar, your families tried to offer you both advice and reassure you, but for the most part, you were in it together. The intimacy of having to rely on each other was something you both enjoyed more than you thought, with the whole experience only bringing the two of you even closer together as a couple, and parents.

G ⇴ GETTING READY

You weren’t surprised when BamBam showed you just how overboard he had gone when it came to packing your baby bag to take to the hospital. He was always packing too much, and it was no different packing for you and the baby, with enough luggage to probably keep you at the hospital for at least a month comfortably.

H ⇴ HEARTBEAT

BamBam loved to lay beside your bump late at night and remember the thuds that he heard at your appointments. Knowing that his child was so close to him was almost teasing for him, but the sound of your baby’s heartbeat certainly brought him a lot of comfort to keep him patient for now until your baby would arrive.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

He was one to shower you in affection anyway, but even more so now that you were pregnant. BamBam was always surprising you with gifts to let you know that he loved you and to try and put a smile on your face when you were running low on energy. He was always making sure you knew he loved you and appreciated you.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

If anything, BamBam was only jealous of you and that you always got to spend time with the bump. He hated having to go to work and leave your bump, even if it was only for a couple of hours, as soon as he came home, he’d be back around it again. Even though he knew carrying the bump had plenty of difficult moments for you too, his only wish was that he could always be with the two of you and never have to be separated.

K ⇴ KICKS

BamBam loved to search up what kicks in different parts of your bump meant from various different websites. Whilst you didn’t tend to believe too much into what they had to say, BamBam would always point out that when they kicked your left side it meant strength, and that light kicks meant that they were feeling tired too.

L ⇴ LABOUR

He knew going into your labour that he was going to be scared, but he could never prepare himself for just how scared he really was. Hospitals scared Bam anyway, and although you were there for a good thing, he still couldn’t help but worry. As calm as he tried to be for your sake, you knew that he was struggling too, especially when there was nothing that he could do to try and make the situation any more comfortable for you.

M ⇴ MORNING SICKNESS

The morning sickness was probably BamBam’s least favourite part about pregnancy, no matter how much he tried to pretend that he was fine about it to you, you could tell he hated it. Once he’d taken care of you, he would always be straight into the bathroom to tidy it up too, not wanting the smell to linger for any longer than it needed to.

N ⇴ NURSERY

BamBam made sure that your baby had the nursery of dreams, no expense was spared when it came to designing the room and filling it too, only the best would do for his child, regardless of how many figures it came to.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He was obsessed with the bond that pregnancy gave him with you, the two of you had always been close, but BamBam loved you in a way that he never thought would be possible whilst he watched you pregnant.

P ⇴ POST BIRTH

The first few days BamBam was very careful, he hardly slept a wink out of fear of leaving your little one alone. For you, on the other hand, he tried to get you to rest as possible, taking all of the night feeds and changing many nappies despite how many protests you tried to put up that you were alright and able to do things.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

BamBam would always ask you if you were happy, he knew that pregnancy could take its toll on you, and that bad days were bound to occur, but as long as he knew about them, he was determined to do whatever he could to cheer you up.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Your baby was spoilt rotten by BamBam, as soon as he found out that you were pregnant, he was researching all of the things that you’d need. He was only interested in buying the best, for your baby, and for you too, with the nursery and your baby’s wardrobe filled with many branded names and labels to show off.

S ⇴ SCANS

The scans were one of BamBam’s favourite bits about pregnancy, he could sit for hours if he could and watch your baby on the screen. You would always be able to hear audible gasps coming from him when the sonographer picked up on little movements, perhaps a wave of the hand of a small kick of their leg too.

T ⇴ TEST

There were plenty of tears from you both when the test you took came back pregnant. It had been something you’d talked about for quite some time, but neither of you could believe that it was about to come true.

U ⇴ ULTRASOUND

Your appointments were always BamBam’s priority, with several alarms set on his phone to make sure that you never missed a single one.

V ⇴ VISITS

Neither of you welcomed any visitors to come and see you until your families were able to come and see you. There were no people more important than them, and therefore no one deserved to see your little one before them.

W ⇴ WAITING

Day by day, BamBam’s mood varied, if your baby was particularly wriggly then he definitely would struggle to keep himself patient a little more.

X ⇴ XXXX

He would make sure that he kissed both you and your bump as often as he possibly could. Although you were the one carrying your baby, Bambam wanted to make sure that they knew exactly who he was too with his affection.

Y ⇴ YOU

You stole BamBam’s heart, seeing you pregnant made him fall for you all over again.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

BamBam was used to being disturbed through the night by the cats, so waking with you wasn’t too much of a bother for him. As long as you were comfortable, then he didn’t mind at all staying awake for as long as you needed him too.

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Masterlist

[kpop-hive]

Injured from Sex- Got7

Jaebeom- You woke up to the soft sounds of the birds chirping. Jaebeom was sleeping soundly next to you when all of a sudden you felt a sting on your ass, you winced in pain, Jaebeom immediately woke up after the small whimpers left from your lips smiling first but then it immediately changed when he saw your expressions. “Was I too rough last night?” He asked with a kiss to your forehead. “Yeah kinda, but it’s okay.” You smiled. Jaebeom cuddled you, his hands soothing over the sore skin of your ass as you felt the warmness of his body. “I’ll try to not go harder on you next time beautiful.”

Mark- You woke up with soreness spread across your hips when you woke up from a deep sleep, you tried to turn on your other side but it was the same affect. Curious, you got up and walked to the bathroom and looked at yourself in the mirror, with heavy eyes, you lifted the oversized shirt of your boyfriend to see the prominent bruises on both of your hips, fingerprint shaped and slightly sore. You felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist, and like clockwork Mark saw the bruises on your skin. “I’m sorry I did that to you, you just make me go crazy.” He said before kissing your neck making you smile. “You look good in my shirt too.” He smirked before dragging you back to bed with him.

Jackson- In your mind, Jackson has a switch implanted in him that he can turn on or off when it comes to roughness in the bed, so it wasn’t an unknown circumstance when you woke up to sore legs the morning after. You used to be very flexible, but when you stopped stretching and doing yoga like you used to you lost that slight edge in yourself, but you still did it, along with the compromising positions and the overstimulation you received you knew how your legs would feel in the morning. Hopping out of bed, you wobbled to the bathroom while Jackson let out a small chuckle before picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom to start a warm bath for you. “You need to stretch a little more babe.” He sighed.

Jinyoung- You swore your hair felt like it was caught in a vacuum cleaner when you woke up from your sleep. Jinyoung went a little too rough last night as he gripped your hair as he thrusted into you from behind, he is usually rough with you, and you are able to take it, but you guess your hair was just extra sensitive last night so you knew when you attempted to detangle your hair that your scalp would be too sore, and you didn’t want to cause breakage to your strands from all the unnecessary tension. You walked back into the bedroom with your hair in a bun, Jinyoung looking a little confused. “I thought you leaving your hair down?” “I was until a certain someone decided to pull my hair a little too hard last night.” You replied. He chuckled before walking up to you to kiss you before issuing you an apology.

Youngjae- One thing about Youngjae is that he is very passionate about you and your body. He takes time knowing all of your sweet and sensitive spots so it was no surprise to you when you walked to the bathroom to see the red-purple marks that grazed your neck all over, many near each other in the same spots as well as a few on the back of your neck. You loved how territorial Youngjae was over you, but you hated how much they hurt to the touch and the covering them up with concealer for work method as well. You slightly jumped when you felt a warm damp towel on the back of your neck, Youngjae stood proudly holding the towel to your neck before kissing your lips. “Sorry I was too rough on you, I only wanted people to know that you’re mine.” He smiled.

BamBam- You woke up and looked at the heating pad sitting in the chair from across the room. You woke up with an aching pain in your back from last night. When BamBam said he would fuck you into the mattress he was not joking at all. The throbbing pain got worse as you thought about it. Finally, you got up reaching for the heating pad and took it to your bed. Ready to plug it in, BamBam woke up quickly enough to see you getting back to bed as you waited for the pad to heat up, placing underneath your back. “Back still hurt?” He asked slightly awake. “Yeah.” You sighed. “Well instead of a heating pad, how about a nice hot bath?” “Do you plan on making my back hurt more?” You asked. “I wasn’t planning to, but if you insist…” He replied. “Fuck it, it’s worth it.” You said ready to start the bath.

Yugyeom- It was one thing to have sex with Yugyeom, it was another thing to challenge his skills and stamina. You knew this boy was a dancer, and that he was incredibly awesome in bed because of that, but due to your proudness, you challenged him to a stamina battle which you completely failed at, but what was worse was the aching pain you felt between your legs the morning after. You could barely keep your legs closed because it was causing to much friction. You slowly sat up, ready to walk to the bath, but your legs had faltered. Yugyeom saw the intense state you were in felt bad. He quickly came to you, picked you up, and laid you back in bed. “Yugyeom what are you-” “Shh, let me take care of you.” He said moving his mouth lower to your sore core.

[k-rising]

Bambam as boyfriend

Romantic aspects

bambam is very romantic, y'all

he will notice if you're in a bad mood and will try his best to make you feel better by giving you some advices; he will always be there for you

bambam is very affectionate, passionate and protective when in love... however, he can be quite possessive if you don't put some boundaries

if bambam ever crosses the line and make you feel uncomfortable, he will take responsibility of his actions and apologize to you asap

his priority is always making you feel comfortable and safe around him

he's a daydreamer and will make you daydream along with him

he's very optimistic and funny, so you'll never get bored with him

if he ever meet your friends or family, he will make sure to leave a good impression and will probably succeed. actually, he's likely to become friend of your friends lmao

even though he loves spending time with you, he will also appreciate if both of you have some freedom outside of the relationship

bambam is very competitive, so if you ever play a game with him be prepared lol

When he gets angry

he can get easily frustrated, but it'll be hard for him to express it openly, since he tend to repress it... however, he can get very impulsive and argumentative when he's at his worst

bambam tends to isolate himself quite often, cause he likes to avoid difficult situations

he's impatient, strict and can also be overly demanding

bambam is afraid of rejection and betrayal, so he can be very jealous if you don't prove that you're loyal

he can be very manipulative and difficult to control, since he stands up for himself and sticks to his opinions a lot

bambam can have a victim complex and it can be hard for him to accept his mistakes when he's at his worst

[sillytaetime]

Long story~ 97 Liners

This was a flash decision to do, I was watching the ocean and thought to do a 97 line series since I love them sm! I hope you enjoy!

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1. Jeon Jungkook ~ Just a spark ♡

Desc:// Your very first boyfriend, first kiss, the one who took your virginity. You thought it was more... apparently not. After all, it was just a spark. Not a flame.

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2. Kim Yugyeom ~ Died out ♡

Desc:// Maybe things would have worked out... as long as the flame hadn't died out.

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3. Xu Minghao ~ one night ♡

Desc:// After you dropped everything for him, you woke up alone in bed the next day... only to wonder... why?

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4. Kunpimook Bhuwakul ~ Stripper ♡

Desc:// Did you think going to the club with your friends was stupid? Yes. Are you glad you went? Absolutely. However, he is just a Stripper.

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5. Lee Seokmin ~ Camp crush ♡

Desc:// You never expected to see him again. Your first crush... is your old camp crush your new fuck buddy or potentially more?

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6. Kim Mingyu ~ Puzzle piece ♡

Desc:// After all these years, you've finally settled down. Walking down the aisle is easy, right? Maybe for most. But it got significantly harder when you saw all of your ex's sitting together on the grooms side of the ceremony room. Will they get in the way of you sealing the deal with your missing puzzle piece?

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[oraclekleo]

Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam (GOT7 / Solo) Kinky* Reading

Hello and welcome!

I’m Kleo and I’m here to present some k-pop related tarot readings to you.

Disclaimer:

I would like to state that all these readings have a purely entertainment nature and their purpose is to bring some fun into my and hopefully yours lives. I have never ever met any of the idols / actors / celebrities in my readings, I don’t know them personally. Tarot reading isn’t an exact science and I can never guarantee any of it. Most of it is my intuition mixed with fantasy. Don’t take these readings seriously and don’t base any important decisions on tarot readings only, use your common sense.

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Deck: E. A. Poe

Spread: Kinky*

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Full Name: Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam

Stage Name: BamBam

Group: GOT7 / Solo

Masterpost: Got7

Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam

BamBam (GOT7 / Solo)

Deck: E. A. Poe

Spread: Kinky*

Position - VIII Strength

BamBam is likely to take a dominant role in a relationship but he’s a kind hearted and sensitive kind of a dom. He’s open to discussions and always listens to his partner’s opinions and seeks for compromise. He’s a bit motherly in a relationship, BamBam is likely to show understanding and have patience when his lover gets stubborn or difficult. He’s not really the kind to come up with punishments, it simply isn’t his style.

Libido - 3 of Cups

BamBam is such a sensitive, cheerful and fun lover. He’s taking the passion lightly, it’s such a core part of him that he’s very natural about it. BamBam will bring fun and excitement into the bedroom and all the other rooms for sure. Play chasing or wrestling are likely to be his favourite foreplays. When in public, he’s likely to get turned on while dancing with his lover.

Turn On - Ace of Swords

BamBam is likely to feel attracted to someone intelligent, curious and quick thinking. He’s likely to fall for a person who can discuss any topic and is constantly hungry for more knowledge. They have a matching sense of humour and sharp tongue to tease BamBam.

Kink - 2 of Wands

Costumes and role playing is likely to be BamBam’s favourite kink. It combines playfulness with humour through scripted sexy-comedic scenes. He’s likely to have as much fun coming up with the scenarios to play as he has actually playing them with his lover.

Dirtiest Secret* - XI Justice

The corruption kink is likely BamBam’s darkest secret. He might want his lover to talk dirty or to participate on semi-public sex. He’s not super serious about it, though. He takes it lightly as everything. When it comes to a vacation, BamBam might suggest going to nudist beach. I’m afraid that BamBam isn’t exactly dirty, he’s more like sexy and cheerful.

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JB / Jaebum :

⇢ hearing this would make Jaebum's world completely crumble, he would go through a whirlwind of emotions within the span of a few seconds

⇢ he would immediately be concerned for you, of course. concerned and disheartened by your feelings of low self-worth

⇢ but then he would immediately start criticizing himself for being a bad boyfriend, questioning whether or not he had done something to make you feel this way

⇢ "y/n, I didn't know you felt like this .. what can I do to be better for you? how can I change?"

Mark :

⇢ Mark would sit in silence, not quite sure how to react

⇢ he would mainly sit in silence, listening to you verbalize and criticize yourself for your low self-confidence

⇢ and as hard as it is for him to sit there and listen to you belittle yourself, he'd just sit there and be with you. just sit there and be there for you.

⇢ "you'll never truly understand how much I love you"

Jackson :

⇢ he's kinda angry that you would ever think such a thing

⇢ Jackson is the type that always reminds you of how much he loves and adores you, so the fact that you feel this way would somewhat anger him .. okay angry is harsh, he's more upset and disappointed

⇢ regardless of how he feels, it's more important to him that you know your worth and how much you mean to him

⇢ "y/n, you know you mean the world to me baby"

Jinyoung :

⇢ Jinyoung's face would immediately drop, this completely crushed him, he almost wants to cry at the fact that you feel like you don't deserve him and his love

⇢ you're his whole world, and knowing that you look down on yourself like this just breaks him into pieces

⇢ but regardless of how upset he is, he knows that you're hurting more

⇢ "whenever you feel like this, tell me so I can make you feel better okay? we can work through this together"

Youngjae :

⇢ this man literally puts you on a pedestal, so it's impossible for him to comprehend that you think so low of yourself

⇢ Youngjae is always constantly complimenting you, praising you, lifting you up and it hurts him to see that you don't see yourself in the same light that he does

⇢ he'd try his hardest to change his behavior and actions to make you feel more deserving of his love, because the last thing he wants is for you to feel like this

⇢ "baby, how long have you felt like this? what can I do to show you that I love you?"

BamBam :

⇢ BamBam would try to hide his emotions, not in an unhealthy way, but because the last thing he wants is for you to feel guilty for making him upset over the way you feel

⇢ he of course acknowledges the situation at hand and tries to approach it by doing nothing but spoiling the hell out of you

⇢ money can't buy your love, but quality time and physical affection can, so he makes the biggest effort that he can to try and show his love for you everyday in hopes that you never feel this way again

⇢ "baby, I love you to the moon and back and you know it"

Yugyeom :

⇢ he literally doesn't believe you .. like there's no possible way that you're serious right?

⇢ he'd laugh a bit at first, but once it settles in that you truly do feel like that, he'd immediately try to console you

⇢ Yugyeom would start rambling on and on about the things he loves about you to try and cheer you up in any way he can, because it breaks his heart seeing you like this

⇢ "baby, do you realize how crazy you sound? you mean everything to me, you know that .. right?"

[pesiko]

BAMBAM BULLETPOINT RECS

Bambam as Your Boyfriend - teampandawang

Bambam as Your Boyfriend - illumose

Boyfriend!Bambam

Boyfriend Bambam

College AU Bambam

Dating Bambam

Dating Kunpimook Bhuwakul Includes

Fortune Teller!Bambam

Friends to Lovers!Bambam

Game Show Host!Bambam

Ghost!Bambam

Last Minute Christmas Shopping w Bambam

Meet on a Plane AU Bambam

Neighbor AU - oatmeal ziploc bags and parties

Rival Actors AU with Bambam

Prince!Bambam

Top shop Worker!Bambam

❥ BAMBAM NAVI

[main masterlist] [got7 masterlist] updated 8-2-21

[jjinnies]

meeting the family — bambam.

© jjinnies (2021). please do not plagiarise/copy without permission <3!

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when your boyfriend of 3 years, bambam, had texted you a few hours ago to claim that he wanted to take you out for dinner, the last place you had expected was at his parents' house for the first time.

"oh come on, Y/N, i promise it will be fine!"

but his words sounded distant, your sneakers practically digging into the driveway of the beautifully decorated home you now stood ahead of.

had you known that you were to meet his beloved mother, father and siblings before hopping into his car, you would have taken the extra measure in curling your hair, perhaps wearing something more formal than a simple pair of jeans.

but the man paid no heed to any of your pleas, his confidence oozing out of him as he now threw you over his shoulder to guide you up to the front porch of his childhood home. when he set you down, you crossed your arms over your chest, trying your hardest to stay moderately quiet, as not to alarm his waiting parents inside.

"i cannot believe you just roped me into something like this," you hissed, your eyebrows almost ready to form a mean scowl. 

but, you yelped as you heard the front door swing open, quickly pulling away from your boyfriend as he grinned cheekily. presently, your heart resorted to doing somersaults against your ribcage as the kind smile of a middle-aged woman welcomed you.

when your boyfriend greeted his mother in thai, however, you flushed red sheepishly.

though you had tried to learn some of the language for the sake of your boyfriend many months ago, you found yourself giving up a little too quickly. and that decision was coming back to bite you in the ass right now.

as you watched the heart-warming interaction between mother and son, however, your worries slowly started to get the best of you. seconds felt like hours as you dazedly slipped your shoes off before entering the home, only to squeal in surprise as bam's mother immediately gathered your lost self into a hug.

as she patted your head happily, a silly smile made its way across your face, taking a moment to realise how accepted you already felt, only to hug her back before she pulled away to guide you into her home. warmth spread across your whole face, tempted to curl up to her side again for the loving validation that she seemed to provide to all of her children.

but when your boyfriend gave you a knowing look, however, you elbowed him in the side, a soft oof leaving his lips as his mother turned around to take your hand in hers.

now smiling shyly, you flashed her a reassuring grin, trying your best to not start freaking out now as she spoke to her husband. her hand squeezed yours gently, your hand returning the comforting gesture as her husband stood up to greet you.

when he also pulled you into a warm hug, you smiled gratefully, your arms wrapping around his middle to accept the fatherly gesture as you realised that this hospitality was what your boyfriend had grown up in.

"it's lovely to meet you two," you finally spoke, a little softer than you usually would, as you pulled away from your boyfriend's family.

and next to you, bambam’s heart swelled in pride as he saw the adorable interaction playing out, now snapping back to reality as all members in the room were looking at him, expecting some kind of translation for what the love of his life had just said.

the clogs in his brain started to turn, and he too turned sheepish as he mumbled a soft explanation, your body curling itself into his side shyly as his parents only cooed at you for your words. next to them, bambam’s siblings greeted you one by one, their hushed promises of showing you your boyfriend's baby albums already pulling you closer to them in mutual embarrassment against bambam.

and when you were ushered into a seat by bambam’s mother, a mountain of rice greeted you on your plate alone as she began to fill your plate with various types of meat, side dishes and foods. while bambam merely laughed at your slightly panicked expression, you thanked his mother shyly, smiling as she pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead.

"we can pack what you don't finish, you know she's already made us a whole set of boxes to take back after dinner," he whispered, smiling as he took your hand under the table. in response, an unbelievable gasp made its way past your lips, unable to fathom just how big this family's hearts were. and as all members currently sat down to eat together at the rather full dining table, bam’s siblings started asking you many questions, ranging from your interests to how bambam was as a child.

needless to say, you were glad that one day, you too would become a part of this beautiful family.

[underneaththe-waterfall]

JB really looks like hes about to bust bambams head open when this shits done <3

And theres mark actually about to get his neck broken by jinyoung 🙏

[sxcret-garden-archive]

Bambam ✧ What We Do [M]

✧ Got7 Bambam x fem!reader ✧ words: ~2.4k ✧ genre: smut, domestic AU

Desc.: Self-quarantine can get boring, even when you’re basically living with your boyfriend. So it’s good that you’ve still got each other to fight the boredom and pass the time by doing what lovers do…

Your half-lidded eyes are watching the TV in front of you when you let out a yawn. You feel your boyfriend’s body, who you’re sitting next to shoulder to shoulder, vibrate from laughter. You’re not tired though, as you suspect he might think, and you feel the need to clear that up.

“I’m bored,” you say, talking over the voices coming out of the TV. You’ve been spacing out for quite a while now, focusing on just the patterns he keeps mindlessly drawing on your upper arm through your clothes, so you’re not sure what the show you’re watching is really about.

“Me too, actually.” He reaches for the remote. “Wanna watch something else then? There’s not much we can do anyway.” You sigh in agreement. Ever since the virus got worse again, people are only going out for the most pressing necessities, and since you already went grocery shopping for a whole week in the morning, there’s not really an excuse you’d have to get out. But you’re not feeling like going on a walk anyway.

“Hmm, I don’t know,” you mumble, putting your hand on his thigh to start mimicking the patterns he keeps drawing with his fingers there. “Isn’t there something else we can do?” Bambam tilts his head to the side and when you take a look at his face you see that his eyes are focused on some spot on the ceiling of his flat.

“Not really? We’re better off staying inside so… we can play with the kitties?” he suggests. You look around, finding each of his feline companions rolled up at a different narrow space somewhere on his furniture. You like that about being at his place - the silent and mostly subtle presence of cats feels somewhat calming. It’s like you’re coming home to a loving family, without all the trouble of having to interact with them if you’re not up for it. Watching their little torsos moving up and down slowly and peacefully, you figure that they’re all sleeping.

“I’d feel bad for waking them up,” you state, and you earn an adoring smile from your boyfriend. He looks a bit smug, but you know he appreciates you being thoughtful about his felines. You glance over at him, thoroughly scanning his face, before your eyes drop down to the jogging suit he’s wearing. You know he bought the jacket and the pants as a set for money you’d think twice about spending on casual clothes, so the two pieces match in color, and over time you took a liking to the outfit as well, because it feels incredibly soft on the skin not just inside, but outside as well. That’s why you’ve come to appreciate whenever he’s wearing this particular choice of clothes to just laze around at home, because cuddles become infinitely more comfortable like this. You push your back off the backrest of his sofa and with your arms over your head, you stretch your body properly. “That feels better,” you mutter, and you notice Bambam’s curious eyes resting on your figure. You don’t look quite as fancy as he does when you’re just at home - you’re wearing a pair of comfortable pants that you’ve had for an eternity, and a simple white T-shirt. You give him a foxy smile before crawling onto his lap.

“I know something to do,” you say, resting your wrists loosely on his shoulders and entwining your fingers behind his neck. You watch your boyfriend raise his eyebrows at you, as if to ask what you’re doing. However, at the same time the corners of his mouth are curling up, so you know he’s not objecting to your sudden approach. You lean in and bring your lips together, softly at first, and he quickly joins your rhythm when you move them against his. His big hands find your hips, with his thumbs continuously caressing your sides, as if to tell you he likes what you’re doing. You eventually break the kiss with a proud but cheeky smile, and you let your eyes do the talking instead of asking if he wants more. As if understanding the question hiding behind your expression, he nods, eyeing your slightly parted lips. You go in for another slow kiss. You let the kiss grow deeper and slip your tongue past your boyfriend’s plump lips, as one of your hands finds its way up into his short hair, tugging at what strands are just long enough to grab. You can feel him letting loose as some tension leaves his shoulders, and you lead the kiss as he loses himself in your touch. Eventually you part, resigning slowly as you watch even the slightest change in his expression. You know you have him at your mercy, even after just two kisses, when his eyelids open and he looks up at you with darkened pupils.

“So this is what we’re doing today, huh?” he asks. His voice sounds like it usually does - cheerful but confident - even though his overall stance is different from just a few minutes ago. You give him a nod.

“If we’re this bored we might as well… have some fun,” you purr at him, and you receive a soft, encouraging squeeze from his palms, that are still resting on your hips. 

“Then show me what you got, baby,” he whispers back, and you gain yet another bit of confidence from his words. You lean in again, but pass by his lips to find the crook of his neck instead, where you scatter little kisses all over the place and your boyfriend leans back, enjoying the tingly sensations you send through his body everytime your soft lips meet his skin. One of his hands wanders up your back and he places it at the back of your head to keep you close. “Feels nice…” he mumbles through a content smile, prompting you to keep going. Your mouth eventually ceases to wander all over the area on his neck and you focus on just one spot, right next to where the hem of his jacket ends. As you start sucking on his skin, hoping to leave your mark, you hear a groan escape his throat.

“Not where it’s visible, babe…” Bambam whispers, while stroking your hair slowly.

“Who’s gonna see?” you question. “We’re not supposed to go out anyway…”

“Right…” He gives up rather quickly, and you get right back to work, biting and sucking on his skin that’s already starting to change color. Focused on your mark, he sends a shiver down your spine when you feel his hand wandering the side of your body back down to your hip, and he pulls you down onto him. Taking the hint, you start grinding your core against the soft fabric of his sweatpants, and you feel him getting hard underneath you. You chuckle into his neck, letting out a breath to cool down the reddened spot on his skin. A bruise is already starting to form, and feeling proud of your work, you pull back your head to look at his eyes. Watching him, you keep slowly rocking your hips against his.

“You like that, babe?” you ask teasingly, bringing your lips up to his before he can answer, but you merely brush them against his mouth, not kissing him yet.

“Such a tease…” he comments under his breath and brings one hand up to your chin, running his index finger over your bottom lip. You kiss the tip of his finger instead of his lips, and you wrap your smaller hand around his wrist, taking his digit into your mouth. Then you bring some distance between your faces to make sure he can watch you comfortably as you start sucking on it. You only release him when you suddenly feel him squeeze your ass with his other hand, and you suck in a breath in surprise. 

“I know how to tease you as well, though,” he says, getting cocky from having caught you off-guard. You relax your muscles that had tensed up from the unexpected touch, and letting go of his wrist, you now cup his face with both your hands. 

“What do you want?” you ask, a sultry look in your eyes as you stare into his. Your boyfriend runs his fingertips over your chest and your belly, before putting both hands on your ass, squeezing your buttcheeks again, this time a little softer, and more predictable. Still, it makes you move your pelvis forward again, rubbing against his dick through layers of cloth.

“A kiss from my princess,” he states and you chuckle.

“That name again?” you ask, keeping your voice low, and then you lean in to fulfill his wish. You kiss him like you did earlier - slowly and filled with passion. Still, the touches of your lips and your tongues burn more than they did just a while ago, as both your desire for the other is rising and slowly taking the better of you. 

“You don’t like it?” he whispers when you part for a second, only to keep kissing immediately after, all while still slowly but continuously rocking your hips against his. You remember how he started calling you by that pet name a while back when you were having sex with him, and since then he did it time and time again, always watching your reaction to it closely, but never actually asking how you felt about it since you didn’t say anything either. The next time you part, you move back a little further.

“I’ve just never been called that is all,” you say, as you’re still not sure how to feel about the name. 

“If you don’t like it, I’ll find something else. Or do you like ‘queen’ better?” he jokes and you feel a blush creeping onto your cheeks.

“That’s weird…” you comment and your boyfriend sends you an understanding smile. You stop moving your hips at his question, but instead of encouraging you to keep going, he slips one of his hands past the waistband of your pants, and he starts giving you light touches through the fabric of your soaked panties. You sigh at the sensation and push your core towards him, wordlessly asking for him to touch you properly. He smiles at your reaction, and he pushes aside your underwear to dip his fingers into your wet pussy. Sliding in and out of you painfully slowly like this, you feel your frustrations grow, until you let out a groan through gritted teeth.

“Faster, Bam,” you whisper with your eyes closed, so you don’t see the smug grin he gives you, but you know him well enough to be able to imagine it in your head. You hear rustling of clothes as he pulls down his pants with his free hand and he grabs one of your wrists to lead you to his hard member.

“I wanna do this together,” he says, and when you wrap your fingers around his length and you start stroking him, he too adds a finger inside you and starts curling them against your walls faster. You grind down on him slightly, until he hits that perfect spot inside of you.

“Right there…” you breathe, and you throw your head back.

“Don’t stop, princess.” There it is again. You feel like you’re starting to take a liking to that nickname. Or is it because you’re beginning to associate it with sex? Your brain isn’t working well enough right now to dwell on that question for longer than the second it appeared in your head, as the pleasure is slowly taking over you and you feel a familiar heat building up in your lower stomach. You do your best to focus on pleasing your boyfriend as well, instead of getting caught up in your own feelings only, and you seek to make eye contact with him. From the way his head is leaned back against the backrest of his sofa as well you can tell that he’s coming close too, and so you pick up the pace, coating his length in his own precum. 

“I’m close, babe,” you manage to mutter as your thighs are starting to shake, and you get him to look at you properly, wanting to watch your every reaction as he rubs his thumb against your clit, giving you additional stimulation that he knows will throw your over the edge soon enough.

“Me too,” he whispers. You can feel him starting to twitch in your hand, and your breaths are getting shorter and more frequent with every movement of his fingers inside you. And then eventually your high crashes down on you, and you let out soft moans in between calling his name while he lets you ride it out. Allowing yourself only a few seconds to catch your breath, you go back to tending to your boyfriend, and with a few more controlled strokes, he reaches his orgasm as well, spilling his load into the palm of your hand and all over himself. You give him a soothing kiss, as you know what he’s about to say. And so, when you part and you get up while announcing that you’ll bring a towel, he frowns at the mess you two created.

“This is why you take off your clothes when things start going down…” he mutters, half pissed and half still in a daze your sweet touches put him in. You find some tissues on a shelf and return to Bambam quickly to clean yourselves, though you can’t dry off the stains on his pants and jacket completely.

“Be glad that it didn’t get on the sofa,” you say, wearing a smile. 

“Yeah, that would be a problem…” he states, and from the short laugh he lets out you can see that he isn’t seriously angry. You place another peck to his lips once you’re both dressed properly again and as clean as possible. Taking his hand into yours, you pull him off the sofa.

“Let’s go throw your precious jumpsuit in the laundry,” you say, “and then we kill some more time in the bathtub?” Walking closely behind you, your boyfriend’s hands are already back on your hips and he purrs his answer into your ear.

“Sounds good to me,” he says. “At least in the bathtub we can’t make a mess.”

[chowyunnafat]

you got me (2021)

Title is taken from BamBam’s song “Ribbon”, and the fact that he’s in GOT7. I also think it’s because Jannine’s the only one who can see him and see through his facade (eventually). It’s a play-on on so much things.

Currently an on-going story.

(And I keep making graphics of this. I dream too much).

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[blu-joons]

Your Bambi ~ Kunpimook Bhuwakul

The table was cramped with all your friends sat around in the restaurant, the event had quickly gotten quite out of control as friends invited friends, who then just invited more to have a huge catch up with all of you.

“Champagne!” Your best friend Y/F/N yelled, approaching the table with three bottles of bubbly, placing them in the middle of the table.

You smiled weakly, blending in amongst your friends as you always did, it was much easier for you not to be the centre of attention and simply do your own thing and listen to others.

“Here,” a voice whispered beside you. You glanced across to see BamBam sitting himself beside you, passing you a flute of champagne, “you look like you could do with a drink,” he smiled, taking a sip of his own glass before making himself comfortable beside you.

You took the glass appreciatively, shuffling along the booth a little more to give him plenty of room. You’d met him a handful of times at various events through mutual friends, and every time he was always so kind to you.

“I didn’t know you were going to be here tonight otherwise I would’ve made more of an effort,” he shyly confessed, “it’s been so long since we last saw each other, it was probably Jinhoon’s wedding, wasn’t it?”

Your head nodded, remembering the event as clear as day. After a small incident with a glass of red wine, your dress was well and truly ruined, that was until BamBam appeared with the blue jacket of his suit, draping it around you to protect yourself and hide the stain.

“I still have your jacket, I got it washed,” you were quick to assure him.

His head shook, the jacket was something he’d completely forgotten about, “maybe you can keep it for next time in case I’m not around and you spill down yourself.”

The corners of your mouth turned up into a smile, leaning inwards towards him as he shifted to face you, closing off the rest of your friendship group. There was something about BamBam that always made you feel so relaxed in his company.

After a couple of drinks, the two of you sat in fits of giggles, drawing the attention of many of your friends as they tried to get involved between the two of you.

“What’s going on over there with you too?”

“We’re just talking,” he smiled back.

You looked across at BamBam as a hint of a blush began to appear on your cheeks, he smiled widely, resting his hand against your thigh, “just ignore them, do you want another drink?”

You nodded, staring down into your lap as he excused himself and went to the bar, reappearing a few minutes later with a drink placed in front of you. Straight away he could tell that the comments from your friends had knocked you back.

“Just ignore all of them, they don’t know what they’re saying.”

Reluctantly you looked up, nodding your head as BamBam shielded you as best he could from everything else that was going on around you both. His hand dropped, moving slightly over yours a couple of times to comfort you.

“That was my turn to buy the drinks you know,” you scolded, brightening the mood back up.

“No, let me treat you, the drinks are on me for the night in exchange for keeping me company, I wasn’t looking forward to coming here tonight, but you’ve made it so much better.”

There was no room for arguing with BamBam which you knew all too well, despite many protests on the night of the wedding, you still went home with his jacket around you. You tried several times to hand it back to him, but every time he refused to listen to what you said.

“Do you want to see a trick I picked up?” He questioned, grinning as you nodded.

You sat back and watched as he picked up one of the champagne flutes, placing it on his index finger, his other hand let go of the glass as he balanced the flute on the tip of his finger. His confidence quickly grew as he saw how impressed you were, only the jolt of the table from your friends sat across from you was enough for the flute to go flying, shattering across the floor.

“I’m guessing it wasn’t supposed to end like that,” you chuckled, staring down at the mess he’d made.

His cheeks turned red, moving you along as waitresses quickly came over to clean up his mess, he was mortified as you continued to laugh beside you. “Just pretend that didn’t happen,” he frowned, using his long fringe to cover his eyes, feeling your hand rest on his arm, squeezing against his muscle to make him look back up.

You leaned into his side, “the trick was very impressive Bambi,” you spoke, hearing several coos around the table, you realised just how loud your voice was as you comforted him.

“Bambi? Have you two got nicknames or something?”

“No, it’s not like that,” you sighed, your cheeks matching the exact same as BamBam’s. “Don’t you guys all have something better to talk about?”

His heart fluttered at the sound of your nickname, you didn’t say it often, namely because you knew how shy it always made him, how it would make his tummy turn and his heart skip a beat. Hearing your voice whisper his name was always guaranteed to send a shiver down his spine.

“I happen to like that she calls me Bambi, I think it’s adorable.”

He smiled back at you, quickly hopping into your defence. The sound of your voice calling his name was always enough to make him protective of you, if he hadn’t impressed you already, he hoped that standing up for you would do the trick.

“I didn’t realise you liked it so much,” you whispered, making sure you were quiet.

His wide eyes stared back at you, “how can I not find it adorable? You’re cute.”

His arm stretched around the back of the booth, so it hovered over you, encouraging you to move closer into his chest. The two of you so often acted like a couple, none of your friends knew why you were yet to be one.

“Don’t you think this place would be nice for dinner sometime?” He asked, nuzzling into the side of you. “It feels like a really romantic setting for just two people to sit alone.”

You glanced back at him, stuttering over your words as his eyebrows raised, letting you know exactly what he was thinking.

“Is this your way of asking me to dinner?” You outrightly asked, poking against his hips.

His shoulders shrugged, biting down hard on his bottom lip. His heart pounded in his chest, staring hopefully at you.

“Look at Bambi getting all shy,” you continued to tease, resting your head down against his shoulder, “I would love to go for dinner with you sometimes BamBam.”

“Stop calling me Bambi,” he mumbled, “I can already feel how red my cheeks are, people are going to think you have me wrapped around your little finger or something.”

“You’ve paid for the drinks all night, you’re constantly by my side, I think people already think that way,” you joked, “but don’t worry, I love that you take such good care of me.”

“If you think I’m a gent now, you just wait and see what our date will be like, I’ll treat you like a queen,” he assured you, pecking his lips to the top of your head.

“I already feel like a queen around you Bam, bi.”

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Masterlist

[winterr-flower]

[k-rising]

Bambam's ideal type

What he looks in a relationship

security

stability

having fun 24/7

being sociable with his s/o

he wants a relationship that would bring him confidence in some way

spoiling each other

Personality

sociable

open-minded

passionate

confident

bold

practical

chill

carefree

ambitious

Appearance

thin, wide nose

earthy/down-to-earth vibe

nice voice

stylish

someone who knows how to take care of themselves

sensual, glowing aura

subtle beauty

Date ideas

bambam wants to have dates that will allow him and his partner to experience the finer things in life, such as

going wine tasting, visiting a spa, dining at an upscale restaurant or going shopping

he also likes having some intimate moments on private where the two can talk and slowly open up to each other

doing something interesting indoors on a rainy day, going to a quiet cafe or, as I said, simply spending quality time with one another could be great

communication in his dates are key, btw

bambam also likes going to places that aren’t as known