#got7ff

THIRD PERSON POV

The afternoon continued with Y/N and Jinyoung discussing life and getting to know one another whilst Y/N replied to her emails.

“It’s mind b-boggling how you and J-Jackson may have crossed paths back in 2012…” Y/N had just mentioned how she was training for the London 2012 Olympics to compete for swimming.

“Similar to Jackson, I switched career paths and decided to study architecture. Dad wasn’t the biggest fan until he saw the passion and success I had gained in the industry. He soon came to terms with everything.”

“Wow… do you r-regret it at all?” The clock marked 10:30 pm. You guys had been talking for the past 90 mins, getting to know each other.

“I think I regretted not swimming after deciding to study architecture. I didn’t choose to not compete in the Olympics because I no longer liked swimming so I do regret not continuing although I must say, studying architecture might be the most time consuming degree out there. That’s why later on I decided to apply to become a licensed swimming teacher to undergo lessons. I’d be teaching people how to swim whilst fulfilling my love for swimming.”

“Best of both w-worlds, r-right?”

“Exactly.” Y/N had now placed all her work to aside with her back against the wall, legs crossed enveloped into the conversation.

Some seconds went by and Y/N wanted to know about Jinyoung’s initial dreams.

“What about you? Did you always want to be a singer?”

“Always. I took up d-dance lessons when I was around 15. Then went to a-audition and got in to JYPE. That was when I met J-Jaebeom. We actually d-debuted together as a d-duo group called JJProject to later on d-debut with the r-rest of the g-guys as GOT7. Since t-then they’ve been my f-family rather than just my m-members. I think it’s g-getting to the p-point where I might have spent m-more years of my l-life with them then I did without. Time flies…”

“I could definitely sense the brotherly love you guys all have for each other. So how did becoming an actor happen?”

“I r-requested from the c-company to find roles I could take part in a couple years b-back. First it was small roles in small d-dramas and then being c-casted by more known d-directors to p-play bigger roles. All of that has l-led me to play s-second male lead for ‘When My Love Blooms’.”

“When do the episodes start airing?” Y/N had grown eager about Jinyoung’s talents.

“Hold your h-horses… we haven’t e-even started f-filming yet and won’t be until I r-recover… The original airing d-dates will probably be p-pushed f-further.” Jinyoung’s words drifted into a sudden realisation for his career.

“If only-“ Y/N was about to blame herself again.

“We’ve been through this m-multiple times Y/N. None of this is your f-fault so s-stop blaming yourself for t-things you have no c-control over.”

Y/N had her mouth open ready to retaliate but if she had to be honest… she couldn’t be bothered to fight back considering it was now coming up to 11:00 pm.

“Fine.” Y/N yawned and covered her mouth. Work had been extremely busy today especially with all the news floating around now.

“S-someone’s tired.” Jinyoung eyed Y/N’s tired state and decided to call it a night.

“I still have so much to do. I can’t fall asleep now.”

“C-could you n-not spare an e-early n-night just for t-today?” Y/N recollected her thoughts weighing up if she could possibly sleep early tonight and get all the work done tomorrow.

“I could…”

“Problem s-solved then. Clear up your b-bed and get your pjs on. I d-don’t want to f-face a t-tired Y/N tomorrow m-morning.” Y/N eyed your mean comment and huffed to your orders.

“Yes, sir.”

2 WEEKS LATER

Y/N’s POV

“Miss, Jinyoung has been recovering quicker than expected. He should be perfectly fine to attend the event. If anything unsettling happens you can give me a direct phone call.”

“Thank you so much Doc.” You gave the doctor a large smile and she reciprocated a reassuring smile.

You entered Jinyoung’s room with your outfit for the architecture awards festival along with you.

“Am I allowed to come?” Jinyoung asked as soon as you entered the room. You gave him a nod.

Jinyoung’s voice was more or less back to 100% and his eye had completed healed by the end of last week. There wasn’t much left until being fully recovered. Possibly parting from the hospital quicker than the original 2 months the doctor had estimated.

“I knew I’d get the green light. I even prepared my outfit because I was so sure I’d be able to come.” You hadn’t seen someone so ecstatic for an awards festival.

“As expected… I’m not even surprised. Will you be able to get dressed? Need any of my help?” Jinyoung was still a little instable since he’s been lying in bed for the past 2 weeks. His legs tend to give out for the first 30 mins.

“I think I can manage. I’ll get dressed quickly and then the bathroom is all yours.” You chuckled at his assumption that you’ll take really long in the bathroom for the event.

Jinyoung heads towards the bathroom and you are left there practising a speech you’ve written for all the awards you and your company have been nominated. This isn’t because you knew you were going to win any of them but… the unprofessional scenes if you guys were to win an award and to not have a speech ready daunted you. There was nothing wrong with being prepared.

15 MINUTES LATER

You must say… I don’t think you had ever laid eyes on someone so handsome in your life before. You could swear that this man was carved by God himself.

“How much deeper are you going to fall into my looks?” You hadn’t realised but you had been staring Jinyoung up and down for the past 30 seconds of him leaving the bathroom. Hair all styled. The suit was literally made for him. His cute bow tie was a little wonky leading you to let out a chuckle.

“What?” Jinyoung’s face turned serious thinking something was wrong with how he looked.

“Your bowtie is wonky.” You stood up from your seat and reached out to fix his bowtie. Your eyes were fixated in straightening the bowtie and all Jinyoung could do was analyse your face and how focussed you were.

“There you go. Looks better now.” You lightly let go off the tie and looked up at Jinyoung who was already staring right back at you. Those bambi eyes were going to be the death of you.

“Thank you. Now go and get yourself ready.” He pinched your nose and then you entered the bathroom with your dress, makeup bag and accessories.

20 MINUTES LATER

“Jinyoung~~” You called out for Jinyoung. You were done with everything but couldn’t reach the zipper on the back of your dress. You had been procrastinating on what to do and just gave up. There’s no way you could zip the dress up alone.

“Yes, Y/N. Is everything alright?” You could hear his footsteps come closer to the bathroom door.

“In a bit of sticky situation… could I ask you to do a favour?”

“Sure, what is it?” You went ahead and unlocked the door for him. He took a step back and couldn’t contain the sight in front of him. You were in a red bandeau strapless dress which had a structured skirt that was shorter at the front and longer at the back with. A very slight trail. Unsurprisingly your makeup was the bare minimum and you had left your natural hair out. His mouth was agape as you stepped out of the bathroom.

“How much longer are you going to stare for Mr Park?” He had been in the same awe you was when he had stepped out of the bathroom earlier on.

“Yes…right… the favour?” His soul re-entered his body trying to compose himself. You could only smile on the effect you had on the prince himself.

“I can’t reach my zipper, could you zip up the back of my dress for me?” You saw his cheeks blush a light pink below the thin layer of bb cream he had on. Without the zip done neither of you were going anywhere so he had to do it.

He wasn’t able to give a verbal response and just nodded. You turned around to have your back facing Jinyoung. He moved your hair to aside exposing half of your back to him. He was blushing so hard right now and was happy to have you facing away from him even though in a matter of seconds you’d be facing him seeing the shades of red planted on his cheeks. Jinyoung gently placed one hand on the zipper and the other hand on your back holding the fabric of your dress still. His fingers grazed your skin and they were a little cold leading you to jolt a little by the surprising cool touch. He notices.

“Did I hurt you?” His voice was a little worried. The slightest worrying reaction you make, and he’s so concerned. He’s too sweet.

“Nope, your hands are just a little cold that’s all.” You say whilst you chuckle.

He apologises with his soothing voice and zips up the dress, letting out a quiet done when finished.

You turn back round and thank him for his kind gesture. You also noticed the flush of his cheeks. He’s so cute, you thought. You quickly put your heels on and left Jinyoung’s patient room and entered the hall of the hospital. Expectedly, you guys received some stares and some whistles by the old women sitting outside their patient rooms. The event manager had organised a limousine to pick up each nominee for the awards hence why there was a lovely jet black limousine parked at the entrance of the hospital. The driver spotted you two and guided you the way and kept the door open for you two to enter the fancy vehicle. He ran back to the wheel and started driving towards the venue.

“Anything I need to know beforehand? Who should I present myself as?” Jinyoung had started with the questions during the car drive.

“Who’d you like to present yourself as Jinyoung?” You wanted to fish out his intentions from him.

“Preferably your boyfriend in order to stop those punks from hitting on you but I’d never want to force you into a relationship with me…” He side eyed you as he kept looking out the window. You so wanted him to be your boyfriend.

“Logical. Agreed. If anyone asks, you’re my boyfriend.”

“What an honour.” You slap his thigh due to his sarcastic tone.

“Whatttt? I’m serious. I’m going to be the boyfriend of an amazingly talented architect who’s bound to receive an award tonight. It’s a genuine privilege.” You could only look at him in awe as he described the so called ‘privilege’ he was taking part of.

“If you say so…”

The humming noise from the motor of the limousine was really calming but Jinyoung broke the silence once again.

“Are you nervous?” His tone was much deeper and serious compared to how he was a second ago.

“A little. These awards happen once a year and we’ve progressed so much as a company but so has everyone else in the industry. It’s hard to tell if we’ll be receiving the major validation from the institute. With or without the award tonight I’m so pleased with my company, but it would be nice to get a recognisable achievement for all our hard work.” Jinyoung listened to you as you let out your insecurities for the upcoming night.

“In the little amount of time I’ve met you, I think you’re the only person who deserves all the awards you’ve been nominated for this year. No one can change my thoughts and it’s going to be a pleasure to witness your achievement first hand. I can’t wait.” He rubbed his thumb over your knuckles trying to calm your nerves down. It was going to be a long night.

30 MINUTES LATER

Your limousine had rocked up to the red carpet laid out on the floor outside of the venue of the awards. You took a deep breath as the driver ran around to Jinyoung’s side of the limousine to let him out. Jinyoung agreed to open your door for you so he exited the vehicle first. Like he had planned, he went around to your side and opened the door for you to step out. The cameras started capturing every single moment as you wrapped your arm around Jinyoungs, and he gave you a reassuring nod. You gave him a smile and the two of you walked towards the entrance of the building slowly as you waved to the cameras and press greeting the two of you. The cameras were close to blinding, but you pulled through until reaching the entrance where the bodyguard escorted the two of you to your spaces in the main hall.

The building was full of white and gold decorations. You could definitely tell that the theme was highly influenced by Greek culture. The budget of the awards keep growing as the number of sponsors increase. The bodyguard escorted you to the table that Beck was already sat at with his fiancé. Beck realised your presence as well as Jinyoung. He stood up to give you a hug and shook Jinyoung’s hand. Beck’s fiancé shook both of your hands too and took your seats.

“The famous Mr Park. It’s nice to meet you in person. I’m Beck, the other shareholder.” Beck gave Jinyoung a warm smile.

“It’s nice to meet you to Beck. It seems like you already know of my name, but I’ll reiterate for the norm. My name is Park Jinyoung, you can call me just Jinyoung.” You let out a scoff because of how formal Jinyoung was being with Beck.

“He’s younger than you so you can ignore the formalities.” You said to Jinyoung and then Beck and him opened the conversation about age and their Chinese zodiac signs.

The evening began at 7:30 pm with the award winners due to be announced at 9:00 pm. Until then there was butterflies in your stomach ready to be set free any minute now.

Jinyoung came closer to your ear and whispered, “Loosen up a little. There’s no need to be this tense. Here hold my hand.”

Jinyoung offered his hand and you took it immediately as he gestured his open palm. Your hands were tiny compared to his manly hands. They encompassed all your digits giving you’re a sigh of relief because of the security they exerted. You let out a large sigh and continued with the discussions on your table with the new clients that were interested in your company. Having Jinyoung at the event really helped scare away the useless men who would only be interested in your physique and nothing more. His presence filtered out all the nonsense that would usually be taking place at the table.

The clock finally struck 9:00 pm and everyone went back to their designated seats in order for the awards to be presented. The event holder went through all the minor rookie awards to then move onto the company categories.

“Here are the nominees for Best Project of the Year.” The event holder signalled to the larger screen behind him as the nominees including your company are mentioned in no specific order.

“I was personally really fond of this project myself too. The meaning behind the design and the immense detail put into the façade really makes me excited for the future of this company. I’ll stop blabbing on and open the envelope.” You looked at Beck and then back at Jinyoung who was really eager to know the result.

“The award for Best Project of the Year goes to…” The event holder lifts the flap of the envelope and takes out the white sheet of paper inside. You hold your breath waiting for the result to be spoken.

“The Chamberlain project, designed and constructed by Chevrel Architects.” The whole community around your table started roaring and cheering for you and Beck to claim the award. That was one award written down in the books for Chevrel Architects, a company you and Beck had started years back. You and Beck had decided that if this award was given to you guys then he’d give the speech for it. Beck was the reason for the Chamberlain project happening and hands down you could state it was because of him the project turned out well. You, Jinyoung and everyone else in the hall stood up clapping as Beck walked up to the stage and shook hands with the event holder along with receiving the award. He then walked up to the mic and started his speech.

“I’d like to first start off with a large thank you to everyone at Chevrel Architects. The amount of hard work that was put into the Chamberlain project is indescribable, without everyone’s help it wouldn’t have been possible to achieve such a great outcome. I’d like to also thank Y/N for coming on this journey with me and trusting in me when I said that this company will create its own legacy. This is only the beginning…” Beck continued to thank more or less everyone he knew and came to an end with another roaring applause by everyone.

He jogged back to your table and you admired the award he placed on the table. You felt Jinyoung squeeze your hand in encouragement for you to realise how much you guys are capable of although he still knew you were a little iffy because the individual architect awards hadn’t been announced yet. You couldn’t help but smile at the gleaming object right before your eyes. Having received this award you doubted that another award would be given to someone of the same company.

Minutes went by and the event holder had reached the most awaited award of the night. Architect of the Year. You were surprised that you hadn’t left to use the restroom to throw up all this anxiety already. You were so ready to go home and relax. You wanted your normal heart rate back. You looked at Jinyoung and he gave you a look that melted your heart in seconds. He started massaging your knuckles with his thumb again and you could feel your body ease into his touch. The event holder for the last time of the night directs our attention to the screen for the listing of the nominees. Beck unfortunately wasn’t nominated so he was rooting for you to win the award.

“I know for many of you this is probably the most important part of the night. I’d like to first mention that to be able to be nominated for this award is ana achievement in itself so, you architects should all be proud of yourselves. It was a very hard decision that the committee made but we were able to make a decision. The award for Architect of the Year goes to…”

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I think it was mean of me to have ended this episode here, but it is 2:30 am right now as I write this episode. I hope you guys liked this episode. I shall be back somewhat soon so make sure to come back to check if an episode has been uploaded. Like always let me know your opinions on the story line and check out the other episodes if you haven’t. It would be nice to get some feedback :)

See you next time

You scrambled to find clothes while also not waking your brother Jackson who was sound asleep in bed. You threw on a white tee and ripped skinny jeans and decided just to wear the shoes you left in the hallway last night. Jaebum sat on the couch playing on his phone; he gave you a heart melting smile when you came out of the room and he gestured for you to follow him out. You walked beside him quietly taking in the morning and fresh breeze rustling your hair. Jaebum looked beautiful in the light he is so handsome you thought to yourself staring up at his jawline. You had been walking in a comfortable silence for nearly five minutes. You liked that he didn’t feel the need to fill up the space; you never liked it when people needlessly wasted words. “It’s about a 20 minute walk. Want to grab an iced coffee or something?” He said turning to you, almost catching you staring at his features. “Sure, but only if I’m paying.” You said trying to sound collected. “If you insist.” Jaebum laughed and your chest tightened at the sight of his grin. I hate this, he’s barely doing anything. You shake your head trying to free your romantic thoughts of Jaebum as he walked ahead of you into the café.

Jaebum pulled the hood of his sweater a little further down and pulled a face mask from his pocket. “It’s nothing personal it’s just sometimes.” “I get it. You’re an idol I understand. I wouldn’t dream of taking it personally. So what do you want me to order?” “Iced Americano and thanks” He said. You could the thanks was more for your understanding of the situation that it was for the coffee. You two walked back onto the street and even though it was still early morning on a weekend the street was getting slightly busier. “Jaebum-ssi if you aren’t comfortable I can just go by-““You’re going to carry enough breakfast for all of us by yourself? Don’t worry.” He said. Looking around it was mostly older people out at the moment, not exactly GOT7 stan material.

You reached the large supermarket and it was busier than you expected but it was mostly moms and grandparents at this time. “So what do you guys like to eat for breakfast?” You said grabbing the small notepad and pen you always carried with you in your bag. “We haven’t had a western style breakfast in a long time. I’m sure Jackson and Mark would like that a lot.” “How about you?” You asked without really filtering it from your mind. Your instinct was to cover your mouth in embarrassment but you suppressed it and let the situation play out. “Whatever you like.” Jaebum casually said as he grabbed a small cart and began pushing it down the aisle. You and Jaebum spent an hour in the store basically goofing around and trying samples randomly picking up snacks you both liked it wasn’t even until you checked your phone that you realized it had been so long. “Oh my god it’s already 9:00am!” You said half laughing and half worried. “Shit! We can take a taxi back to the dorm.” Jaebum said as he gathered all the grocery bags and began to walk to the exit.

Maybe it was the summer sun beginning to peak out or maybe it was the fact the taxi driver had the windows closed but the air was stifling. The taxi driver had some of his own random stuff I the back so you were forced to sit in the middle seat next to JB. Your arm pressed against his and you could feel the humidity creating sweat between your skins. “Sir, could you um maybe turn on the air conditioner?” Jaebum finally said, reading your mind. “Can’t. It’s broken. Same with the windows. They don’t open anymore.” He said in an annoyed voice. “It’s okay it’s less than 10 minutes driving” You said whispering to Jaebum. He touched you’re your knee “I thought I would try.” He smiled and then blushed realizing the placement of his hand and turned to look out the window as you fixed your gaze to the floor. The rest of the ride was silent.

The driver brought you back to the dorm and you and Jaebum proceeded to rush into the apartment. When you got into the dorm Jinyoung was reading on the couch and Bambam was lying on the floor using his phone.  “Took you guys long enough” Jinyoung flatly commented not even breaking a look from his reading. “What where did you guys go? Is that food! God I’m hungry. Noona did you sleep well?” “Oh we just went grocery shopping. And I slept really well. Thanks Bammie.” You said playing with his hair as you walked past him into the kitchen.

She walked past Jaebum into the kitchen and JB used the opportunity to shoot a look at Jinyoung. Who still looked at his book but smiled to himself. “Hyung? Are you okay?” Bambam said staring at his leader’s scowl. “Yeah I’m fine” He walked into the kitchen and admired as _________ laid out all the ingredients neatly and hummed a familiar song to herself. “What are you humming?” He tried to sound casual but it came out more intense than he meant. “Oh it’s just a song from your latest album. I think oppa said it was called ‘Q’ “She said as she began to measure out the pancake mix. Not just a song. My song. Jaebum thought as she continued to hum but a bit more quietly. She looked a little embarrassed but Jaebum thought it was cute. Then again he was realizing he thought everything she did was cute. She’s just a girl Jaebum, get a grip. “So what can I do?” “Well we need eggs and breakfast sausages…so I guess you can start that.” “Yes, chef.” He said winking, then immediately turning around to cover his embarrassment.

His hands brushed over hers as he reached for ingredients or he would bump into her as they tried to manoeuvre the not so large kitchen. And it seemed even smaller as the attraction suffocated them both. Jaebum felt hot. It could just be the stove being on. He thought, but knew well that it was the sight of her cooking and laughing, being playful. They worked together quietly and Jaebum just wanted to say it to her. He didn’t even know what it was, but he wanted to at least try and start something more than passive flirting. “_____-ah.” “Mhm?” She mumbled focusing her attention on flipping a pancake. “I think that-“His sentence was interrupted by Yugyeom’s appearance in the doorway. Jaebum was annoyed but a little thankful since he didn’t know where he was going with that. “Noona~~~” Yugyeom whined and pouted “I’m so hungry.” “We’re almost done Gyeomie. Set the table.” Yugyeom came into the kitchen and grabbed some plates and things for the table bursting Jaebum’s blissful bubble.

When he left to go back into the living room she turned to Jaebum “Sorry. Weren’t you saying something?” She raised her eyebrow at him and her lips were slightly parted. “Oh. Well. Umm…you know. I don’t usually let people do this so soon but since your Jackson’s sister… maybe you could start calling me oppa?” He didn’t even know what was spewing out of his mouth. “Oh…sure. That would…be really nice.” Her face was set aflame with pink blush but Jaebum figured his face was a similar hue based on how warm he suddenly felt. “Do you want some help bringing that in. You two?” Jinyoung stood looking at Jaebum and _______, both unaware that he had overheard their entire conversation. “Yeah thanks Jinyoung.” She said looking to the ground and carrying the very large stack of pancakes.

“They made breakfast!” You heard Jackson say from around the corner. You put the pancakes down and try to fan your face before he could see how red you were from embarrassment (and maybe happiness). Jackson picked you up into a tight hug and spun you around causing you to laugh “Oppa! Put me down.” Using the word suddenly reminded of Jaebum and you were blushing again. “Why are you so red? Am I that embarrassing?” Jackson sad punching you lightly in the shoulder. Mark was the last to join you all at the table and he groggily sat himself in the spot next to you. “This is looks great! You made all of this alone?” He said eyeing all the food. “Umm Jaebum Op- umm… Jaebum helped me.” You looked at Jaebum who tilted his head. You weren’t sure if you were ready to call him oppa in front of everyone. You had just met after all. You didn’t see that Mark shot a look and Jinyoung and Jaebum. Something strange was happening between three of them but no one else at the table really was paying attention as you told a story about your travels in America.

“Well I have a big day planned for us _______-ah. We can go shopping and Oppa will buy whatever you want. Then we can go for lunch at this organic restaurant PD-nim suggested to me. It’s going to be the best day ever.” Jackson went to his room to get ready and you helped Jinyoung and Mark clean up the table as Bambam and Yugyeom got ready to wash the dishes. “You look pretty today.” Jinyoung said as he fixed your shirt as it hung too low off your shoulder. “oh, I-I um thank you.” You blushed but met his gaze and it was filled with a soft affection that made you feel comfortable. Jaebum who sat on the couch watching t.v was listening to all of this. “Well I don’t know how but you even make sweatpants look handsome oppa- oh I mean Jinyoung.” You covered your mouth shocked that the word escaped from your lips. “You can call me oppa. Don’t sweat it ______-ie” Jaebum turned away to look at the window to hide his scowl. Mark made a confused look at Jinyoung and made a very slight look to Jaebum trying to make sure you didn’t notice, and you didn’t of course.

“Okay come on _______-ah we have too much to catch up on. These jerks were stealing all your attention yesterday.” Jackson said slinking his arm around you and guiding you to the door. “Bye everyone!” You yelled waving as you put on your shoes. And you were meet by everyone waving back.