#kpopgot7

Word count: 965

Genre: Fluff

Plot summary: Your best friend Amanda announces that the two of you will be visiting Seoul after finals and you would never have guessed what the city had planned for you.

A/N: Hi guys! This is my first attempt at a series, so if you like it make sure to let me know:) I wrote this a while back so don't judge me too harshly if the content isn't as good haha. Thanks for reading <3

It was a Saturday morning, some day in June. The sun was shining, it was a beautiful day basically. I heard a knock on my door. I wondered who it could be for a second before recalling having invited my best friend Amanda over. Apparently, she had some exciting news.

She blabbered away for about 5 minutes straight before I could even mutter a word. She took a deep breath and continued, calmly this time:

"Okay so turns out my dad's work friend is working for JYP Entertainment in South Korea. Guess what group he manages."

"Hum, Twice?"

"No, stupid, GOT7 who else? My dad agreed to fly me to Seoul and he said you could come along!"

My mouth dropped, my ears not registering what she had just said. It took me awhile to process the information.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I am! My dad's friend even said we could stay at the JYP dorm for our visit."

I had to pinch myself to make sure I was awake, the whole thing seeming too good to be true. A wide grin made its way to my face and tears of joy started forming in the corner of my eyes. As the news sank in, I thought about one small detail.

"Wait, when would we leave?"

"After the final exams. Oh and don't worry, your parents already agreed to let you accompany me."

I hugged Amanda tightly, exhalted and grateful for the opportunity. I thanked her about a million times before she let go of me. The both of us fangirled for a few hours, going over everything we would do when we'd get there. I hadn't been this happy in a long time.

Time went by slowly after that encounter, it seemed like the trip was in forever. Exams were stressful enough, all I wanted was a vacation. It's funny how slowly time passes when you need it to fly by the most.

It was finally the big day. I had started packing weeks prior but I still felt like I was forgetting something. I left in minimal attire, following Amanda to her dad's car.

We landed in Seoul at around 1pm. We were amazed at the differences in landscapes and cultures. My mouth was agape, the modernity of the airport blowing me away. Amanda tugged on my sleeve, dragging me along to meet someone waving a sign with our names written on it. He was our designated driver, I assumed.

He led us to his car, the sight of all the beautiful flowes and trees blossoming making the painfully long plane ride all worth it. The car ride was quiet until our driver turned on the radio. Ironically, a GOT7 song blasted through the speakers. The driver halted in front of a tall building. He carried our luggage inside as GOT7's manager greeted us.

"Welcome ladies! My name is Kim Hyunwoo but you can call me Mr. Kim if you like. Amanda, your dad has told me so much about you. Who's your friend?"

"Oh hello, my name is (Y/N). It's a pleasure to meet you, sir."

"The pleasure is all mine, dear. No need to be so formal, though. Let me escort you girls to your room. Make yourselves at home and if you ever need anything, don't be shy."

We nodded, thankful for the warm welcome. Our dorm room was as big as a suite and had all the necessities: a kitchen, a living room, a bathroom and even two separate bedrooms.

"I have to go back to work. I'll let you girls settle in and I'll call you for dinner plans later on."

We thanked him in unison as he closed the door behind him. We looked at each other and started screaming and jumping in excitement. My life felt like a dream and I couldn't believe it was ac tually real.

Still feeling jetlagged from the plane ride and the time difference, we both agreed to sleep for a few hours. At 7 o'clock, the sound of a phone ringing disrupted my peaceful nap. Amanda mumbled a few words before entering my room.

"Hey, get dressed. Mr. Kim wants us to meet him in the lobby for supper."

I groaned in frustration, but complied nonetheless. I grabbed a light purple hoodie, light blue jeans and threw them on. I tied my hair into a messy ponytail and slipped into my Nike sneakers.

When we made our way to the lobby, we recognized Mr. Kim waiting for us but were completely apalled when 7 heads we knew all too well turned to look at us as well. They walked towards us and Amanda immediately hugged every one of them while I stayed back, frozen in shock.

"Did I forget to mention the boys would be joining us? My bad...", their manager smirked.

I bowed shyly at the idol group, feeling way underdressed in their presence. A blush warmed cheeks as we headed out of the building. They took us to eat traditional Korean BBQ and the food was delicious. We had some Korean restaurants back home, but this one was on a whole other level. We spent the whole evening talking and getting to know each other. It was actually pretty fun, they were like regular people minus the celebrity status. On our way back, we stopped for ice cream. We stared at the menu, wondering what to order when Bambam nudged me.

"Which flavor are you gonna take?", he asked in fluent English which made me smile fondly at him.

"Probably raspberry, you?"

"Chocolate." He smiled.

College AU

Word Count: 971

Genre: Smut

Plot summary: You decide to go to a frat party with your boyfriend Jaebum, wearing something too revealing for his taste. When you get home, he shows you who you belong to.

  It had been a while since you and your boyfriend had gone out for something fun, college the only thing on your mind as finals approached. You barely had any time for each other, submerged in homework and studying for finals. It was one of those lazy nights with him that you loved, but you felt as though you would like an adventure a teeny bit more. You were both sitting on the couch watching one of those cheesy movies you loved, your legs resting on his lap when you had an idea.

"Jaebumie, why don't we go to one of those frat parties? A friend of mine told me there would be one tonight at Kappa."

He thought for a while before reluctantly agreeing, wanting to make his girlfriend happy. You smiled in delight, hugging him tightly before heading to your room to change your attire. It had also been quite some time since Jaebum and you had sex, so you decided to wear something a little more revealing than usual to the party. You settled on a velvet bra-like top which displayed your cleavage and high-waist black shorts that molded your curves perfectly, topping off the outfit with black heels. You applied light makeup and added a crimson matte lipstick to your lips.

When you finished getting ready, you headed out of the room and Jaebum's jaw dropped when he saw you.

"You are not wearing that to the party."

"Oh yes I am and there's nothing you can do to stop me", you smirked.

You saw his fists clenching before you left the room. You finally left for the party and you could sense that Jaebum was annoyed with you, and not just a little. His hand rested on your thigh possessively the entire car ride, never moving an inch.

The door opened revealing your friend and she invited you both in. Jaebum wrapped his arm around your waist possessively as you stepped in, the boys gaping at you like a four-course meal. You could feel the rage emanating from Jaebum and you kissed his cheek gently, trying to make him less tense.

You friend showed you around, presenting you to some of her acquaintances. When you headed back downstairs, you noticed that the song playing was one of your favorites and dragged Jaebum to the dance floor with you. You danced to the rhythm of the music, rubbing your ass against your boyfriend to tease him. He bit his lip at the view and quickly took hold of your wrist, dragging you out of the house.

"Hey, I didn't want to leave yet!" 

Jaebum stayed silent as he drove you both home, you pouting in the passenger seat. You followed him to his apartment, noticing that his roommate wasn't there. He locked the door behind you, facing you with a different look in his eye.

"So you think it's a good idea to tease me, princess? You know what happens when Daddy gets angry, don't you?"

You bit your lip at the switch in his character, nodding your head as an answer. He made his way to his bedroom, grabbing your wrist to force you to follow him. As soon as you entered, he pinned you against the wall and kissed you roughly.

"Clothes off."

You hastily obeyed, starting by taking off your top followed by your shorts leaving you in only your bra and panties. Jaebum eyed you from head to toe and licked his lips, his eyes filled with lust.

"Those too."

You took off your underwear, tossing them aside. He threw you on the bed, marveling at your naked form as he took off his shirt. He started planting kisses on your neck, slowly moving down your body to your stomach. He looked up at you when he reached where you needed him most. He pressed kitten licks on your clit, teasing you with his slow pace. You groaned in frustration and he quickened his pace, not giving you any time to adjust. When he felt like you were close to your high, he ceased all movements. He pressed his lips to yours and slipped his tongue inside your mouth making you taste yourself.

"Bad girls don't get to cum."

He took off his pants revealing his hard-on. You bit your lip at his length and felt your core throbbing in anticipation. He slid a condom on himself and hovered over you.

"You like teasing Daddy, princess?"

He leaned in closer to your ear as he whispered:

"Well, kitten, two can play that game."

He entered you with no warning, making you gasp in surprise. He started thrusting his hips at an excruciatingly slow pace with you moaning in frustration underneath him. He smiled at the effect he had on you, continuing his pleasurable torture.

"Please, Daddy go faster."

He complied and sucked on the sensitive skin on your collarbone resulting in you moaning out his name. In no time, you began to feel the tight knot form in your stomach. He fastened his pace if that was even possible and your orgasm violently ripped through your body, the pleasure causing you to see white behind your eyelids, which were squeezed shut. Jaebum continued thrusting into you as you both rode out your highs. He laid next to you, the both of you trying to catch your breath. He looked at you lovingly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. His muscular arms brought you closer to his chest.

"You looked smoking hot tonight Jagi, but you're mine. I don't want any other guy checking you out when you wear something so sexy."

Idiot

 Request: Can I get a scenario with Jackson being super flirty at the school(maybe like uni?) library? Thank you so much!!

Word count: 995

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Hi there, thank you so much for your request, it was really fun towrite! I’m so soft for Jackson to be honest haha. I hope you enjoy it and itwas what you had in mind. Thank you for supporting me and until next time. ♡

 Your eyes perused the words in front of you, skimming through the pagesfor some information you could use. You were seated at the library, leafingthrough some research material. You had already been at it for an hour. Youhonestly couldn’t care less about Socrates’ indecipherable speeches or how hewas considered to be the founder of political philosophy. Regardless, you had areport due the next day and it had to be an analysis of Greek philosophy. Yousighed, knowing perfectly well you wouldn’t be sleeping tonight to compensatefor your procrastination up until now. You continued taking notes whilst tryinghard to focus and do the work properly. Your eyes started getting heavy and youlay your head on the table.

“Sleepy, are we?”

You glanced up to identify the voice, recognizing a guy from your classnamed Jackson. Apparently, he was popular with the girls and was quite theplayboy. You didn’t really keep up with the rumors though, you had moreimportant things to worry about.

“Can I help you, Jackson?”

“Depends, mind if I join you?”

You gestured for him to sit down.

“So, how would you feel about hanging out sometime?”

“Have you run out of girls to go out with?”

“Don’t be like that, beautiful. I just want to get to knowyou.”

His hand landed on yours as he smirked playfully. You frowned inresponse.

“This is a library if you want to talk, take it elsewhere.”The librarian ushered at the both of you.

You packed your books and left, Jackson, trailing behind you.

“You know, I’ve noticed you around school. You’re such ahardworking student, I like that about you. And you look pretty hot when you’refocused on something.”

You rolled your eyes at the comment but blushed anyway. Jackson knew hisway with girls and he was far from being ugly. He noticed the blush and smirkedto himself.

“Well, I have a lesson to go to. I’ll see you around.”

“(Y/N), I’m in the same class as you.”

You internally facepalmed yourself. Your attempt at getting rid of himhad failed miserably. You managed to ignore him for the entirety of the 3 hourlesson despite his desperate attempts to catch your attention. You went home totry and finish the crucial report of yours. You ended up printing the finalcopy at 4 o'clock which didn’t leave much time for you to rest. You stillattended school the next day, but you hadn’t thought that you’d be spending thefirst period with Jackson.

The lesson was long, the subject not being one of your favorites. It wasrequired in the program so you were obliged to endure these painstakinglyboring monologs. You felt something tapping your shoulder which made you turnaround.

“You look gorgeous today (Y/N). Wanna come over to my place afterschool to, you know, study?” He asked suggestively.

You didn’t even give him the satisfaction of a reaction, redirectingyour attention to the front of the class. Your lack of sleep made you want todeal with him even less. The bell rang a while later, freeing you from theexcruciatingly tiring lesson. Mathematics were never your strong suit,especially when it came to algebra. You were just about to leave when an arm wrappedaround your shoulders.

“Any plans for the rest of the day, princess?”

“How long are you going to keep this up, Jackson? I’m notinterested in your games.”

“However long it takes. You’ll melt sooner or later, you justwait.” He winked at you before leaving.

It had been a couple days since that encounter and Jackson had kept hispromise of not leaving you alone. You didn’t mind it quite as much as in thebeginning, especially since you were slowly starting to develop feelings forhim. Obviously, you were never gonna tell him that. It had already been hard toadmit to yourself that he wasn’t all that bad. You weren’t really closefriends, but he kept flirting with you which eventually led to you teasing eachother a lot. That’s why it took you by surprise when he invited you to hang outwith his friends and him. You figured you had nothing to lose and accepted hisrequest.

You were supposed to meet up at a coffee shop downtown, Jackson was topick you up in a few. Clothes were scattered all over your bedroom floor, theresult of you trying to find something to wear. You finally picked up some jeanshorts, followed by a black tank top with embroidered roses. You picked up a goldenbomber and made your way to the living room. Jackson showed up soon after.Being the gentleman that he is, he paid for your drink. He led you to the tablewhere all his friends were gathered and spoke up.

“Guys, this is my girl (Y/N).”

You looked up at him in confusion.

“I’m so not his girl.”

The others laughed, inviting you both to sit down. Jackson kept throwingflirtatious jokes at you which were kind of endearing. His hand rested on yourthigh, and this time you didn’t push it away. It was actually quite comfortingfor some unknown reason. You were having a great time and next thing you knew,it was already time to go. Jackson offered to drive you home which you gladlyaccepted.

“Thanks for today, it was really fun. Your friends are pretty cool,I admit.”

He smiled brightly, making your heart race.

“Let’s do it again sometime soon. Perhaps just us two?”

“I’d like that.”

His face lit up and his arms wrapped around your waist, holding youtight against him. He kissed the top of your head sweetly before leaning in towhisper something in your ear.

“I knew you’d give in.”

Word Count: 963

Genre: Angst/fluff

Plot summary: You start showing up late to your classes, worrying your best friend Jinyoung. Eventually, he asks you what's wrong and you reveal to him your issues with your boyfriend. One day, you come to school with bruises on your arms and face. Jinyoung confronts you about it and things take a different turn than expected.

  You showed up late to class that morning which was unlike you. It didn't go unnoticed, especially by your best friend Jinyoung. He also noticed the upset look on your face as you sat down next to him and smiled faintly, waiting for class to begin.

When the lesson was finally over, you tried exiting without anyone seeing you, but Jinyoung quickly caught up to you, starting to worry.

"Hey, what's up with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"First of all, you're never late to class and you have that look on your face again."

"What look? And I just slept in, don't worry about it."

"The look you have when that great boyfriend of yours has done something to make you upset."

You sighed as your eyes got watery. You looked down, not wanting him to see you cry.

"It's fine Jinyoung, leave it alone. I have to go to class, I'll see you later."

You didn't speak to him again that day, avoiding him whenever you caught a glimpse of him in the halls. You didn't want to be a burden to him with your boyfriend drama, especially since he never particularly liked the guy.

The next day, you arrived late to class once again and Jinyoung started getting really worried about you. You ignored him like the previous day, but he managed to corner you at lunch.

"(Y/N)-ah! Why have you been ignoring me?"

"I just didn't want you to see me sad."

"Well, you have some explaining to do. Coffee after school, my treat."

When the end of class came, you started getting nervous about talking to Jinyoung about what was going on. You didn't want his pity nor did you want him to criticize your boyfriend. Jinyoung was waiting for you at your locker, you quickly grabbed your backpack and followed him to your favorite coffee shop.

"I'll go get our drinks", he announced before standing up and getting your order.

You looked around the shop impatiently as you fiddled with your fingers, growing more anxious by the second. He put your drink down in front of you and you quietly thanked him.

"So, what's been going on with you (Y/N)?"

You sipped on your drink nervously.

"My boyfriend and I just haven't been seeing eye to eye, that's all. We argue more often these days, but that's normal you know."

"You know how I feel about him so I won't scold you. I just want to see you happy."

You smiled at him, grateful for having him in your life.

 A few days later, you showed up to school with bruises all over. You had a black eye and ecchymoses on your arms. Jinyoung ran to you when he saw your condition, alarmed and worried. He offered to bring you to the nurse's office but you politely declined, trying to convince him that you were fine. He obviously didn't believe you and the stern look on his face made you agree to visit the nurse's office. He insisted on going with you so you didn't object.

"How did you hurt yourself, sweetie?", the nurse asked nicely while inspecting your wounds.

"I fell down the stairs", you lied.

"And your eye?"

"An accident."

Jinyoung looked at you suspiciously, knowing you well enough to know you were lying. The nurse tended to your wounds and recommended you go home and rest. You accepted and Jinyoung insisted on accompanying you, also wanting answers. You walked around for a bit, not wanting to go home just yet.

"Are you gonna tell me what really happened?", he looked up at you with puppy eyes.

You sighed as you gave in, thinking he deserved the truth after everything he had done for you.

"He came home late last night and I hadn't had time to clean up the apartment. He was drunk and got frustrated with me. A heated argument followed and it escalated pretty quickly. He pushed me hard and that's how I got these." You pointed to the marks on your arms.

"For the black eye, he punched me by accident. He didn't mean to be violent, he wasn't thinking straight. It's okay though, I'll be more careful next time."

Jinyoung was looking at you, fuming with anger towards your "boyfriend".

"Do you realize how wrong this is (Y/N)? He shouldn't have touched you in that way, no matter if he was drunk or not!"

"Don't get mad, Jinyoungie. I told you it's fine.", you pleaded.

"No, it's not! I'm so sick of you sticking with that idiot. Please tell me you're gonna leave him after what he's done."

You started getting insulted and raised your voice:

"Don't tell me what to do, this is my problem, not yours."

"Why can't you see how wrong he is for you? You deserve so much better, (Y/N)!"

"Oh yeah, like who? He's the first guy who's ever looked at me in that way and he's probably the only one who ever will."

Tears were rolling down your cheeks at this point. Jinyoung looked at you with a pained look on his face, heartbroken that you felt that way about yourself. He cupped your cheeks with his large hands, wiping away your tears before looking deeply into your eyes. He brought your face closer to his, gently placing his lips on yours. You had been so consumed in your toxic relationship that you had never seen Jinyoung in that way. You kissed him back, revelling in the new sensation. When he broke the kiss, the both of you were out of breath.

"I'm in love with you, (Y/N). Please give me a chance, you won't regret it."

günlerden salı ven ben yine sapım :(

Heyy:)) Can I please have a BTS/GOT7 ship? Thank you and please stay healthy. 

Hey lovely! sure you can have! ^.^ request anytime you want, and sorry for taking so long! :) thank you, stay healthy too.

From BTS I ship you with : V  “Damn...it’s a beauty right there”

From Got7 I ship you with : Jackson “Girl why do you have to be this beautiful!”