《Got7 Imagines》💚 Got7 Forever 💚
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You sunk into your couch, completely exhausted. Taking a deep breath, you removed your hair from the tight ponytail it was in.
Work was excruciating today but there's nothing you can do about it. You can't depend on your parents for money forever.
You sit up slightly, your elbows supporting your body weight, scrunching your face when you realize that it's your boyfriend's comeback today.
You know you missed the live telecast of their performance because you were at work, but that doesn't mean you can't still watch it.
Quickly grabbing your phone, you open the youtube app and the first thing to pop up in your recommendation if your Got7's performance.
Clicking on it, you watch it. Again, and again, and again until you have completely memorized everything Mark does during the performance.
Unknowingly a smile creeps on your face when you watch Mark. Even on the darkest of days he can manage to make you smile.
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You kick your legs back and forth as you sit on the table. With a smile on your face you look at Jaebeom who's looking back at you.
"Do you like it?" He asks, referring to the demo that he was playing for you.
"I love it," You tell him honestly. You love everything piece of music he has ever created and will continue to do so.
"What if it gets rejected though?" Jaebeom wondered.
"It won't," You assured him.
"But what if it does?" Jaebeom still questioned.
"Then it's their loss," You said, getting off the table and walking over to him. "They'll be stupid to reject it and if they do than release it when you get free off them. You'll make millions with this," You tell him.
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Jaebeom smiled at your words and said, "Thank you Y/N."
"No. Thank you." You tell him.
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You sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall, watching Jackson exercise. It was quite late and Jackson wanted to work out at the gym.
You on the other hand wanted to go back home and cuddle, but you both only get limited time together, so you decided to follow him to the gym.
"How much more are you going to work out," You call out from the floor.
Jackson finished the exercise he was doing it and then answered, "Just a bit more."
"But you said that five minutes ago as well," You whined.
Jackson didn't say anything and instead looked over to where you were sitting. He took in your tired expression and half closed eyes before saying, "You know what, I'm done. Let's go home."
You looked up and said, "Really?"
Jackson nodded and you cheered from your half-asleep state.
You held out your hands towards him and cutely said, "Pick me up."
Jackson smiled at your antics and walked over to you, taking ahold of your hands and swiftly pulling you off the ground and immediately hugging you.
"Eww! Jackson! You're all sweaty," You complained but hugged him nonetheless.
"I love you," Jackson told you instead.
"I love you too," You said, thinking once again how lucky you were to find him.
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"Stop laughing," Jinyoung grumbled at you.
"I'm sorry," You said, trying to suppress your laughter.
"Try it again," You tell him.
Jinyoung clears his throat and brings the sprit up to his face again. He begins to read his lines off, getting into character.
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However you can't seem to help but let out a few giggles. The character Jinyoung will be portraying is completely opposite to him, so it's hilarious for you to watch.
"Y/N," Jinyoung called you out slowly.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's just. . .it's so funny," You say, failing to contain your laughter.
Jinyoung sighs as you continue to laugh. Eventually he comes and sits beside you on the couch.
"What? No. I'm really sorry. I swear I won't laugh," You say, trying to get serious.
"Forget it," Jinyoung mutters and you can't help but laugh at his expression. Even though Jinyoung was somewhat annoyed, he couldn't help but smile when he watched you laugh.
At times like this, you both wished you could stay here forever.
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You clapped enthusiastically when Youngjae finished singing.
"How was it?" Youngjae asked and you enthusiastically nodded with a large smile, giving him a thumbs up sign.
"Really? I think I missed a few notes in the chorus," Youngjae told you.
You shook your head and said, "No. You were perfect. And even if you did, I barely noticed it."
"You barely noticed it but other people will," Youngjae said, dishearteningly.
"They won't. They'll probably be too busy being amazed by your presence to focus on such small details. You're fine," You said, trying to reassure him.
"You think so?" Youngjae asked, trying to re-confirm.
You nodded vigorously.
"Thank you so much Y/N. You really help me out," Youngjae tells you.
"Listening to you sing really helps me out," You tell him.
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"Y/N. Does this look better or does this look better?" Bambam asked, holding two black polo shirts.
"They literally looked the same," You commented, your face resting in your hand as you look up at him.
"No they don't," Bambam explained, "This one has white line at the collar and this one doesn't."
"What? Bambam, they're literally the same thing. You can barely even see the white line." You tell him.
"No Y/N. Look properly. They're is a difference," Bambam said.
You huffed in frustration and said, "Fine. The one with the white line looks better."
"Ok ok. Geez. No need to get mad," Bambam said before walking back into the changing room.
A few moments later he came out and said, "All done. Let's go home."
"Really?" You asked happily. You've been shopping for all sorts of shirts the past three hours and frankly, now you were done.
"Yup! You really hate shopping that much?" Bambam asked and you nodded enthusiastically.
Bambam chuckled and said, "Thank you for tagging along the ride."
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"Hah! I win," You said happily, slapping your card on top of Yugyeom's.
"How? Why do you always win?" Yugyeom grumbled.
"Just admit your surrender, loser," You tell him.
Yugyeom looks at you with his eyes narrowed and said, "You get so competitive when we start playing this game, I can barely recognize you."
"Stop changing the subject and admit you lost," You say as you gather the cards in your hand.
While you're distracted, Yugyeom suddenly grabs your wrist and pulls you toward him so that you nearly fall on him.
Startled by the sudden action, you stay quiet and look at Yugyeom's who's staring back at you.
"See," Yugyeom whispered and you could feel his breath on you, "That's more like the Y/N I know."
He kisses you deeply before pulling away.
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