#yeah first season was perfect! second season was good! third season is abysmal

[whumpypepsigal]

okay just finished watching OBX s03 and im sorry, what was that? i would like to pretend this season didn’t happen. like what kind of ending was that? why john b’s dad took most of the screen time his storyline was weak sauce to say the least… he came back from the dead and first thing he does is get back to the treasure hunt that almost killed him and the reason he went to exile? he so self observed he forgot he had a traumatized son lmao i can’t with this man. I found him very very grating. plus why were the pogues always divided into two groups? i blame john b’s dad for ruining the whole dynamic. i miss my pogues getting into messy dangerous situations and getting hurt and stuff. WHERE WAS RAFE? he had less screen time than previous seasons in my opinion. ALSO WHERE WAS HIS PROPER REDEMPTION ARC? emphasis on the word proper his storyline was all over the place… he was even missing from the last episode with no explanation whatsoever. back to speaking about the ending, out of nowhere there is some new random treasure? what? yeah this season wasn’t it. the only redeeming quality it had was it gave us jj/kiara endgame. sigh!

and not a single drop of whump. ugh!

[godlymvmi]

rate each chelsea players seasons so far?

oh dear lord okay

- werner: 7.5/10. werner gets so much shit for no reason, he’s actually not had as bad of a start as rival fans love to preach on twitter/on here. even when he’s not scoring, 9 times out of 10 he’s THERE, he’s trying, hes pressing, he’s passing, he’s active. he’s so fucking fit as well, played the second most minutes for us so far and he’s bossing it. and i fully rate that, love him, we’re gonna see great things from him.

- havertz: 8/8.5/10. i cant give him a nine just yet i reckon. but bloody hell, he’s been so good. even when he makes errors, he’s tracking back to fix them, he’s intercepting, his fluidity on the ball is incredible to watch. at the same time, thats also the biggest probkem so far, he’s almost too graceful with it sometimes and he’s not the most bulky lad so he sometimes does struggle with the physical side of the prem, but that’ll come

- abraham: 8/10. he’s solidly impressed me. he’s come off the bench, now he’s starting, he’s seen his chance to show what he’s worth and he’s done it for me, he’s improved in every aspect we wanted him to. he looks so much more confident, hes still a bit clumsy with it sometimes but my god, he’s playing deeper, getting assists and goals, chefs kiss from me.

- ziyech: 9/10. and i refuse to say i’m jumping the gun. the mans passing is orgasmic to watch, his left foot makes me horny, like the man is such a fucking baller, i fully can’t believe we’ve bagged him. his corners as well, i could cry. the willian upgrade we needed, nothing more to be said, hes here and he’s perfect

- pulisic: 7/10. this is purely cos he’s now on injury again and he didn’t exactly hit the ground running right after he came back (which is to be expected) but he’s so so good. truly such a danger on that left side, i canr way for him to be back

- hudson odoi: 6.5/10. this is purely cos he’s barely played, but when he has he’s been a solid 7, he’s improved so much, he looks far more confident. he’s not perfect, he’s got a good way to go but he deserves so much better than to constantly be benched, he really should get more minutes for us and i hope it happens soon.

- giroud: 6/10. again, he’s barely played. i love him mate, i have so much love for oli and i think it’s unfair he’s being benched and coming on for a measly 10 minutes cos it’s not fair on him, whack him on with 30- 20 minutes to go. eden hazard said he’s the best target man in the world, he was one of the only reasons we made it to top four last season. deserves more

- kante: 6.5-7/10. irs hard to say, he’s not lived up to what we know he can do, he’s not been amazing and he’s had some matches where i’ve been begging for him to be subbed off, but lately it seems like we’ve found a way to go, i thought he looked so much better yesterday alongside kovacic, it’s too early to say but i don’t think he’s dusted just yet. i love him

- mount: 7.5/10. it’s hard with mason cos he’s had some absolute fucking nightmares but that’s down to poor management, no rest and being played on the wing. but look how much better he looks as a number 8, he’s a different player. i only want to see him as a number 8, i love to see it.

- jorginho: 6.5/10. i love jojo but he’s so wishy washy at times, but i truly love what he brings to the team. playing wise, sometimes i wonder what he’s thinking but generally i love him, every day i think about his “chin up” gesture to the younger lads and want to cry, he brings so much in so many ways. teaching silva english he needs to use on the pitch, telling lampard “i just want to win” when he was told werner was going to be out penalty taker. i could cry.

- barkely/rlc: didn’t play enough to rate but i hope rlc thrives on loan this season and i hope we recall barkely in january.

- chilwell: 9/10. insane. looks like he’s played for us for years mate, he doesn’t look like a signing we made this summer. absolutely insane. i hope he never leaves, he already seems to love this club and team so much, truly hope he’s our next ashley cole without rhe arsehole stuff <3

- james: 9/10. again, our fullbacks mate. reece has had at least one game i can think of where he wasn’t amazing but generally this man is everywhere, he’s attacking, he’s defending, he’s intercepting, he’s a stunner mate. his linkup with ziyech mate OOF. right back sorted forever

- silva: 9/10 and no i don’t care about that one mistake in his forst match, i don’t care. mans has changed our entire defensive look on the pitch. he’s made zouma a better player, he’s shouting directions at everyone, he’s just scored a goal for us, he already seems to love this club dearly. mate i hope he gets a contract extension, i fucjing love the man. so calm in the ball, for once i’m not pissing myself every time someone attacks. love him. love him.

- zouma: 8/10. underrated. but this man fucking works for us, every match. yeah, he’s had some nightmares and sometimes he very clearly panics whike in the ball, but he’s getting better every match imo and he’s learning from the best rught next to him. i love him, he’s always so happy as well, makes me smile. hope him and silva keep up this partnership

- christensen: 4/10 he’s just not good enough. i will die on the hill that there’s a good player inside of him, that there’s truly a good player there and sometimes we see it. but he’s not for the prem, watch him go somewhere else in europe and he’ll thrive. however, he’s my fourth choice cb, i trust him over rudiger any day.

- azpilicueta. 8/10 and ni i don’t care about your opinion. i miss him on the pitch, i cant even lie. i absolutely adore azpi. i truly love him so much and the work he does for this club, the heart and dedication he has for us. time and time again he’s saved us, i nearly sobbed at his celebration against ajax before they disallowed his goal. he’s so gracious and humble, made way for reece, and the man is still a good player. hope he stays forever and retires with us. and yes. he is a club legend.

- alonso: 3/10. man is abysmal. man is terrible. get him out of my club now. his attitude is horrid, he can’t do anything on the ball that chilwell can’t do better and truthfully, his time has come to leave. feel so uncertain anytime he plays, thank god he hasn’t in bare time

- tomori. 100/10. shut up. i love fikayo man. turning down a loan to west ham last minute to fight for his place, head down and attitude right. even now, franks said he’s part of the plans and i hope so cos i see a fucking class cb in him as long as he gets time, minutes and good coaching. i really see him as our third choice centre back, when we rest silva fikayo should be on the pitch. we’ve seen him and zouma link up before, we can see him again.

- emerson: 5/10. i don’t hate emerson, he’s just eh. he doesn’t do much for me, he doesn’t really stick out, he kind of blends in and is almost a bit invisible during most matches he’s played. he’s just eh. i don’t hate him but i certainly don’t want him starting every match ever and wouldn’t mind a new backup lb.

- rudiger: 3/10. i can respect this mans agent work to get havertz and werner to us but now it’s time to go rudi pal. i just don’t trust him on the ball ever, man terrifies me every time. he’s so shaky. i’m so glad we’ve not seen him pkay much recently, cos it baffles me that he’s being subbed on in the first place.

- kepa: 1/10. no. there’s nothing to say

- caba: 5/10. does the job, he’s not great and he’s deffo not my first choice but if mendy can’t start, he’s mt third choice.

- cech. pls play him frank. 1000000/10 <3

- mendy: 9/10. dont care about last night, he’s amazing. i wasn’t expecting him to come and perform the way he has but he’s been so so good. cant remember what it feels like to trust a goalie i just love himmmmmmm. such a good attitude and work rate as well

[thedenfantasyleague]

The Den Fantasy League Recap: Week Three

Fellas, 

We’re back for Week Three. There were winners and losers, the haves and the have-nots. A lot going on in the recap and our Biggest Loser this week. 

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Debbie Rowe v. El Commish

Well, this is not how I expected my week to go. Here I am, going into the Witching Hour on Sunday getting ahead of myself and already thinking about my victory recap but, as we all know, Fantasy Football is a cold-hearted minx. Even though I ended my week as the third-highest scorer, Jake made me the biggest loser with his dominant performance.  As previously mentioned, I felt great after the first round of games were through. In fact, all but two of my players hit double figures including big games from Matty, Shady, Julio, Juuls, and Pats D. That was the brief highlight of my day. It started early with Mike Evans, returning from the bad offense grave to score his first of three touchdowns. Then the wheels fell off: Deshaun (25.8), McCaffrey (24.8), and Lockett (21.4) all had good games. Even Saints D had multiple touchdowns. Finally, on Sunday night Kupp went for the jugular. Cooper’s 100+ yards and two touchdowns pushed me into unfamiliar territory: I am the biggest loser.

The Perfect Ten v. Mr. Magorium 

Where to begin with this. In the critically acclaimed film Friday Night Lights, Coach Gary Gaines and the Permian Panthers find themselves in a threeway tie to make the playoffs. We see Coach Gaines and captain quarterback Mike Winchell attend the tiebreaker and Gaines boldly says to his QB “Ain’t no such things as curses.” Unfortunately for Gabe, the same blind disbelief has yet to work for him this year. Frankly, he didn’t give himself a chance after his spirited interview last week. Gabe, despite guaranteeing a win earlier in the week, came out with another loss. He might have fueled E’s fire going into this week as E and his team surpassed their projections this week. That is really thanks to the only four players to surpass their own projections: Weller (14.1), Cowboys D (11), and Prater (8). Who am I missing? Oh yeah, that’s right. Mark Ingram went off. He ended the day with over 130 total yards and three touchdowns. For Gabe, he again struggled to meet his projections for the week. In fact, only three of Gabe’s players reached their projections and that’s not saying much. He had three players in double figures: Goff (14.2, 2.6 short of projection), Zeke (13.9, 6 short of projection) and Chubb (13.1, 1.6 short of projection). Other than that, a lot of letdowns across the board. The question is: where does Gabe go from here? Is he hoping for a 2018 - Perfect Ten type run or is his team doomed? Perhaps it’s time for Gabe to make amends.

Fire Jarn v. Hank Mardukas

Everything is going according to plan. Rob has continued his win streak, almost guaranteeing his implosion when it matters most. How did we get here? Rob was led by massive games from Brady (20.1), Kamara stepped up in Brees’s absence (28.1), Kerryon scored a TD (10.3), Devonta actually had a good game (9.5), and he capped it off on a huge MNF. The Bears D almost guaranteed his victory with a pick-six early in the game and continued to add on with two more picks and two fumble recovery. Scott had hopes of pulling a late victory out last night but putting your hopes in an abysmal Washington offense is never a good idea. Scott, in comparison to weeks past, found himself fighting for points this week. Lamar and Dalvin continued their successful starts to the season and Scott found some promise in a huge game from Evan Engram. If Scott would’ve used some of his stellar subs he would’ve taken home the victory. Scott needed a come back down to earth moment this week and I’m happy to see Rob continue his winning streak. I think I speak for the whole league when I say it’d be a real shame if he went back to classic Rob and fell apart at the end. Real shame.  

Wilmore Cinderella v. Virginia Kuppcakes

What a heartbreaker for Al. Going into this week, a few teams were looking for their first win and Al was really only looking for a glimmer of hope. Al had relatively good games across the board but found big pushes from guys like Mixon (15.5), Thielen (17.6), Cooks (12), Gore (14.9) and event OJ out-performed his projection. Even if Gostkowski doesn’t miss his XP, he still finds himself 0.4 points short of victory. JP secured that victory by exceeding his projections this week. For JP, he found an explosion of points from two guys: Jameis (25.5) and Lindsay (25). On top of those two, he had above-average games from Thomas, Robinson and even Packers D. This was an interesting matchup that both teams needed a win to define their team and for Al, he goes back into the loss column. JP will look to continue this momentum and get as far away as possible from the Cabana.

Stick With Us PVO v. VP

Oh, Vinny. What’s the fantasy equivalent of bless your heart? Vinny, with hours left to play on Sunday night, said he was a “few plays” away from a victory. What? Despite having his best week and hitting over 100 points, Vinny’s team didn’t really stand a chance. Vinny actually had 6 of his 9 players surpass their projections: Mariota (scored 15.6 when he was projected 13.3, super), Sanders, Burkhead, Hooper, Agholor, and Jags D. 100.4 points is a great week for Vinny but he should’ve known not to get your hopes up in Fantasy. Dylan came out and scored the second-highest total for the week. He truly did it in a wild fashion. Guys like TY, Mack, and Panthers D had above-projection weeks which is always good. That’s not where the real story is. Amari surpassed his sub-10 projection with 20.8 points and Russ surpassed his 18-point projection by 23.3 points for a total of 41.3 points. Yes, 41.3 points. Garbage touchdowns or not, that’s impressive. Within all the excitement of these massive games, Dylan’s weekend took a downturn. He saw his star running back end up in a walking boot and on crutches late Sunday afternoon. Saquon was the face of this franchise but I’m sure Dylan’s response to that is “Stick With Us”. Also, let’s not lose sight of the whole “Dylan Wins - Browns Lose” correlation.

Kalabar’s Revenge v. Team Timshel

The true “Anything Can Happen On A Monday Night” game of the week saw Mike and G going into Monday at a near deadlock. Only one could come out victorious. G went into Monday with the edge in projections thanks to big performances from guys like Mahomes (duh), Juju (USC Trojans - Fight On), and Rams D. Other than that, it was a pretty disappointing week from the rest of his squad. All he needed was a A-Rob to outscore Mike’s Montgomery going into last night’s game. Mike got to that close of a margin by big games from Dak, Keenan (30.6), and Buffalo D (Bengals are not good). Mike’s cause for concern could be Gurley. He blew half his budget for the season on his backup and they both combined for 5 points. Yes, Todd Gurley and a $75 Malcolm Brown combined for 5 total points. Some would say that’s not good. In regards to the actual victory, David Montgomery and his 8.1 points surpassed A-Rob’s 6 points to secure Mike’s victory. Our closest games can go either way. Look at JP last year, after a crucial defeat on a MNF game, he was broken. Will the same happen to G?

The Biggest Loser (PVO)

Rightfully, I was on the hook for TBL this week. I welcomed on Gabe (and Hayley) to discuss my matchup and address the elephant in the room. 

We’re on to week four. Good luck and, as always, set your lineups accordingly. 

You’re beloved Commissioner, 

Jared R. Mosqueda

[thepageofapillow]

Putting Disaster In Charge

Summary: JJ Project is away for a comeback and Jackbam have responsibilites. Taken from the starter meme, “Do you think it’s cooked all the way?”

Pairing: Jackson/Bambam

Word Count: 2.1K

Also on AO3!

A/N: This was the last fic I fully finished while I was in high school. Also, I wrote this before I knew JJ Project was having a comeback. I must be fuckin psychic.

Sometimes when Jaebum is away, it gets hectic; that just means Jinyoung has to serve as the Authorative Adult™ for the day and everything is fine.

It’s never okay when both Jinyoung and Jaebum are gone.

In the GOT7 dorm, there’s a hierarchy of sorts. It wasn’t established right away, but no one knows how it got this way. Jinyoung and Jaebum instantly took on the role of mom and dad of the dorm. Partly because they were perfectly suited for it, but most of the reason was because they were practically married already.

So when they’re both gone, it’s up to the next couple in charge to take on those roles. So it’s safe for Jackson to say that the rest of the members are totally fucked.

Because his boyfriend is Bambam, the loudest memelord nuisance of the century. Jackson finds those qualities to be quite charming and endearing, but apparently the rest of the dorm doesn’t think so. Mark mocks him as he pecks Bambam on the cheek, making gurgling noises as he pretends to stick his finger down his throat.

“Dare I say it, but you two are being way grosser than Jinyoung and Jaebum,” Mark sneers, cranking up the volume on his phone. Jackson has no idea what he’s listening to, but the beat is thumping and slightly vibrating the couch they’re all sitting at. Yugyeom is in the corner with Youngjae, no doubt flirting with him, and Mark is chilling on the couch with the loudest couple in the dorm.

“Good. We’re way cuter than them anyways, right?”

Jackson turns to his boyfriend as he slings his arm harshly around the boy’s shoulders. Bambam chuckles obnoxiously. Jackson thinks it’s barf-inducing and cute all at the same time. 

“Right. At least I had the guts to ask Jackson out, unlike a certain someone.” Bambam emphasizes his point by snapping his head over to Yugyeom and Youngjae. They both stay silent and burn bright red on the cheeks.

“Riiight. So, what are we having for dinner anyways? I’m hungry as fuck.”

Jackson’s eyes widen as he gently removes his arm around Bambam’s side. He gets up dramatically and points towards the kitchen. “There’s food in there, go make it yourself!!”

“See, I would, but I have no idea how long to cook chicken for. That’s what Jinyoung planned to make tonight. And since one of you is mom for today, you can make it. Maybe it’ll be good experience in the future so you don’t burn your house down.”

Jackson turns pink as he daydreams of living together with Bambam, maybe in a cottage with cute flowers and a hammock in the backyard hanging from a large oak tree, that is, until Mark leans on his knees enough for his hand to waver in Jackson’s face. He snaps several times, snapping Jackson out of his fantasy. He’s a little sad it’s gone.

“Go. You know damn well we’re not gonna let Yugyeom go cook, and Youngjae looks like he would faceplant onto the stove if he even tried.” At that statement, Jackson looks over at Youngjae, who is mid-conversation with Yugyeom, his eyes drooping and shallow breaths threatening to even out soon. He’d probably fall asleep sitting up again. Hopefully he doesn’t drool on Yugyeom this time.

“Sure thing, hyung,” Bambam says with a pleasant face. Bambam gets up, patting Jackson’s shoulders and steering him into the kitchen. He leans into Jackson’s side and whispers, “We’re fucking screwed. I really hope you know how to cook chicken.”

Jackson looks helplessly at his boyfriend as he steers him to the counter. A recipe is posted to the fridge, Jinyoung’s attempt to be somewhat helpful to whoever the kitchen duty fell upon. In the corner at the end of the recipe reads, good luck, losers, in bigger print than the rest of it. Jackson sighs, moving the magnet off of the piece of paper and attempting to decode Jinyoung’s writing like he was reading hieroglyphics. He sighs audibly, thunking his head against the fridge door.

“It isn’t totally hopeless,” Bambam replies, smiling at his boyfriend who was currently trying to become one with the fridge. He plucks the paper from Jackson’s fingers and reads it. “I know what a lot of these spices are, so I can season pretty well, probably.” Bambam leans up against the counter, tilting his head so he can get a better look at Jackson. “Just cook the chicken. I can handle the rest, probably.”

“Stop saying probably! You’re making me more nervous than I probably need to be!” Jackson stamps his feet, creating the illusion that he’s about to throw an adult tantrum. However, Bambam sees through the charade and he laughs. He pokes Jackson’s cheek and turns around, opening cabinets to obtain the right pan for the right job. When he turns back around, Jackson is still pouting.

Bambam opens the fridge and gestures toward the plate on the top shelf. “Chicken isn’t gonna walk out of the fridge on its own, you know.” Bambam flashes a blinding smile and Jackson sighs, taking it and unraveling the plastic wrap settled on top of it. He figures he should probably be cleanly about this since he’s feeding several mouths. 

He washes his hands in the sink next to his boyfriend. He flashes him a mock smile, but it quickly turns into a real one when Bambam presses a wad of suds to the tip of Jackson’s nose. For the first time since they decided to embark on this cooking adventure, Jackson laughs. And it’s loud. He and Bambam fight with soap suds until Mark gets annoyed.

“I don’t think washing your hands for ten hours is gonna make kimchi jjigae!”

Jackson sticks his tongue out at Mark and dries his hand on the towel near the sink. He sincerely wishes that they could use pork belly for the kimchi jjigae, but Jaebum pulled out his disgusting aegyo and convinced Jinyoung to get chicken instead for tonight’s meal. Jackson fondly remembers throwing up a little in his mouth at the scene. He feels it now as he stares at the chicken breast, knife now in hand. He gulps and holds one side as he attempts to cut away the skin and fat, per the request of one troublesome maknae. He wishes he could strangle the kid and get away with it.

On the instructions now, it says to cube them. Next to Jackson, Bambam is steaming vegetables in a large pot. He’s pulled out Jinyoung’s signature baby blue apron, and it usually looks bad. But on Bambam, it makes him look strangely hot. Jackson gulps again.

He looks away and finishes cubing up all the chicken that was piled on the plate. He wipes at the nonexistent sweat on his brow, satisfied with his hard work. He huffs as he sets the knife down carefully. He goes to retrieve the rice to start steaming it, in the process stealing a piece of kimchi from the giant container. It’s almost empty.

Bambam smacks Jackson on the arm as he gets out the rice cooker, and Jackson smiles. He starts to walk away when Bambam yanks him back by the collar of his shirt. “Don’t think you’re getting away too easy. Remember, you have to cook that,” Bambam says, pointing towards the cutting board full of chicken with his wooden spoon. This situation is the definition of domesticity and Jackson drools at the sight.

He slumps his shoulders, lifting up the board and pulling out a pan. He greases it and waits for it to heat up, watching Bambam stir the broth with all the vegetables. He wonders if they should add tofu to it when he hears the sizzle of the pan beckon him. He throws the chicken in, moving it around with a spoon that matches Bambam’s. He has no idea when this should be done.

He peers at it after a good five minutes, tapping Bambam on the shoulder. “Does this look cooked all the way?”

Bambam leans over and peers at it as well, narrowing his eyes. “Uh, you could cut it and see if it is.”

Jackson shrugs, taking a cube of meat out of the pan and twisting his spoon to cut through it. “What color is it supposed to be?”

“White, I think.”

Jackson picks up the cut piece of chicken and closely examines it. “It’s still a little pink in the middle. Should I wait a bit longer or is this considered rare?”

Bambam laughs, putting the top back on the pot he is manning. “I think that might be dangerous, so I’d wait.”

Jackson nods, putting the piece he cut back into the pan. He stirs it around some more and waits a few more minutes to check it. When he cuts through it this time, it’s white all the way through. “All done, I think!”

Bambam nods, taking the end of the pan and dumping the chicken into the pot. Last time Jackson checked, there was only vegetables in the pan, but now all the proper seasonings and pre-made broth have been added, and it smells divine. Jackson opens a drawer closest to the rice cooker and attempts to dip a spoon in to taste, but Bambam smacks his arm. “No tasting until the kids can taste it.”

Jackson puffs out his bottom lip, shuffling from side to side and whining. “But you’ve tasted it like twenty times!”

“That, my friend, is because I am the chef of this creation. I need to make sure it is perfect,” Bambam enunciates, pulling off an abysmal French accent.

“First of all, I’m not your friend, we’re dating. Second of all, the accent was horrible. third of all, this is so unfair!!!” He stomps his feet again and crosses his arms. Bambam just laughs at him.

“Okay, piss baby. I know you won’t ever leave me alone if you don’t get a taste, so here.” Bambam dips his spoon into the broth, putting his hand underneath so none of it drips on the floor. He blows on it a little before thrusting it in front of Jackson’s face, and the older boy’s eyes light up as he sips from it.

“Ooh, it’s really good!!” He does a little shimmy and smiles with all of his teeth. “Ah, I’m so excited!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now go over there and get the rice out, dearest wife.”

Jackson rolls his eyes and reaches the rice cooker just as it beeps.  He also pulls out several pre-made side dishes out of the fridge and heats them accordingly. Bambam had also put him to the task of setting the table. When he goes out of the kitchen, he finds an appalling sight before him. Mark has since abandoned the couch and is blasting music in his shared room with Youngjae. 

But that isn’t the worst part. Jackson is gonna need to bleach his eyes for the rest of his pathetic life.

Yugyeom is straddling Youngjae, and they’re making out. Jackson makes a noise that one would make before hurling, and they pull away from each other. 

“Look, I’m happy for you and all, but please don’t play tonsil hockey right before we eat. I don’t want to lose my fucking appetite.”

“Sorry, hyung,” Yugyeom shyly repies. How he can go from dominating sly maknae to shy maknae is beyond Jackson’s comprehension, so he ignores it. Bambam brings over the giant pot of kimchi jjigae and all those worries fade away.

“Time for dinner, kids!!”

“I’m coming, mom,” Mark yells from down the hall, turning off the music. Jackson scoffs and gets started eating already, piling rice into his bowl and licking his lips. He’s so excited.

“You’re going to enjoy this, my children. Dad whipped it all up. But listen, I cooked the chicken!!” 

Youngjae laughs, picking up his chopsticks and sitting next to Yugyeom.

“Enough of this, please, it’s disgusting. I didn’t think I’d be able to see another couple as married as Jinyoung and Jaebum are, but here you two are, being even more skin crawlingly gross as before,” Mark explains, popping a piece of kimchi between his lips.

Bambam laughs, pouring some of the broth on his rice. “What can we say, we’re the fill-in for your regularly scheduled program!”

Just then, Jinyoung walks in, hand in hand with Jaebum.

“Wow, Jaebum hyung! Fancy seeing you here!” Jackson exclaims sarcastically.

“Seems I came at the right time,” Jinyoung says, rubbing his hands together enthusiastically. “How’d they do, kids?”

“It’s really good, Jinyoung hyung! Come try some!” Youngjae says, covering his mouth with his hand.

“Well, if you insist,” Jinyoung says. He and Jaebum sit down. He pats Jackson on the shoulder and smiles. “Thanks for not fucking it up.”

Jackson furrows his brows, about to yell at Jinyoung, but Bambam stops him with a hand on his arm. Bambam shakes his head and motions towards Jackson’s rice bowl expectantly.

Jackson sighs. He could never say no to Bambam. So, he and the rest of the gang continue eating.

The pan is empty by the time the night is over.