Forever – GOT7 feat. YuMark

Forever [Adj.]

forever, forever

It is said that besides the word 'contract'

There is also the word 'forever' that cannot be trusted in the slightest.

"Are you really going back to America?"

The soft, sweet, high-pitched voice and the feeling of the person's weight being dropped onto the sofa next to me made me look up from the phone screen that was showing the timeline page of an application.

"Um, we talked about it, Yugyeom."

"Why? It's so far away." Yugyeom asked again. His handsome face, lightly covered in makeup, made this boy look even more handsome, which was disappointing.

Kim Yugyeom, the boy he first met ten years ago. The child who followed him Even his hair style still goes to the same shop as him, causing people to say the wrong thing, almost the entire building has grown like this. I gently placed my hand on my perfectly curled hair, not wanting to mess it up and have to bother the makeup artist to redo it before speaking.

"I just want to rest for a bit."

I smiled, but Yugyeom pouted harder than before.

"Stay with us, are you tired?"

"Nothing. What makes you think like that, kid?”

"Well, I said I wanted to rest. Is it because I like to visit you at your house often? Or because I've been grumpy in the past? Too much trouble with me."

“I haven't said that once. I had a lot of fun last time."

"Then why do you have to return to America?"

The question circles back again. I patted the soft tuft of hair before moving my hand to hold Kim Yugyeom's hand. A child who seems to have only grown so tightly

“I just want to rest. I want to take time to reflect and do things that I've wanted to do for a long time."

"Can you not go? You can stay at my house."

"What about my family?"

The irritating child froze slightly before lowering his head. I don't know exactly what Yugyeom is looking at. But with a little more pressure on my hand, I could guess. The soft voice that came next was trembling.

"Dal must really miss Milo."

"So you brought Dal to see Milo in America."

"Uncle Ui must really miss you."

I sighed, but I was still smiling at the boy beside me trying to find an excuse to change my mind.

"And you?"

Yugyeom looked up at me. Those big, bright eyes that I loved were filled with tears.

"Think about it."

The tip of his beautiful high nose that was often pinched and pulled by my hair had turned red, as had those eyes that were staring deep into me.

“I couldn't imagine if that day would come. How will I live?"

I was silent, waiting for what the boy in front of me would say next.

“Ten years ago I was very happy. I am always happy and grateful to myself that that day I had the courage to go and say hello to you. I'm glad we debuted as Got7 together. I'm glad to have you as part of my daily life. I'm glad that you always think of me when you want to do something. I'm glad that you don't bother being my roommate when we go on tour abroad, all the time..."

Yugyeom was trying hard not to cry.

"...I'm really happy."

me too

If I could speak a little better Express your feelings as you want a little more. I wanted to tell him how grateful I was that Yugyeom decided to come say hello to me that day. I still remember the sparkling eyes and innocent smile of a child who seemed too big to be believed to be only fourteen years old.

Even though we didn't talk much about each other because I hadn't been in Korea for a long time. causing a language barrier But he still tried to talk to me. He still wants to be friends with me.

Kim Yugyeom is a child who tends to spoil and care about others more than himself, to the point of worrying that this innocence will be a tool for bad people to harm him. But until we debuted Kim Yugyeom's innocence and care still remain intact. Worse, it will even increase.

Kim Yugyeom, the kid who always eats food, is my friend even though he complains like a bee-eating bear about not being hungry or not liking the food I want to eat. The kid who hugged and comforted me on stage even though I could barely hold back my tears. The kid who invited me to come back to my hometown for Korean New Year because he was afraid I'd be lonely.

Kim Yugyeom is a very kind-hearted child.

Thank God this child found me.

And thank God for making me love this wonderful child with all my heart.

I really wanted to tell him my feelings. If I could speak a little more eloquently...

"Brother Mark"

Yugyeom spoke up at the same time I felt the touch of his index finger gently wiping away the teardrops on my cheek.

I'm really a crybaby like Yugyeom likes to tease on stage.

"Come on, we'll have to go on stage soon."

"I know." I took a deep breath.

Yugyeom picked up a tissue from the box on the low glass table in front of him and carefully wiped away my tears.

Yugyeom still cares for me like before.

“So what were you doing just now?” Yugyeom changed the story, wanting to break the awkward atmosphere here. he asked, nodding towards the cell phone on my lap.

"Look at the feedback. I saw that the news was released today."

"So how is it?"

I didn't answer, but unlocked the phone that still had the same application screen open and handed it to him to see.

"Ah... Ahgase must be very sorry."

"I think he's glad we left the agency." I didn't answer, but it was Bambam who was sitting in front of the mirror fixing his hair about a meter away from Yugyeom. reward

“But they're probably devastated,” Youngjae joins in. “I'm still devastated that today will be the last day–”

"It's not the last day."

I interrupted loudly.

Everyone in the room - Jaebum, who was playing on his phone while leaning on the chair Jinyoung was using to read a thick book, looked incomprehensible. Jackson who is practicing the song we will perform today. BamBam stopped fixing his hair and took a selfie in the mirror instead. and Youngjae who was standing next to the chair that Bambam was sitting on.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, raised their heads, and turned to look at me.

"Today isn't our last day."

Oh my gosh, is my voice shaking?

"The sixteenth is still not our last day."

Yugyeom holds my left hand. The pressure was not light, as if to console him.

Come on, I'm going to cry.

“Even though after the sixteenth day our contract expires, We won't be able to use the name Got7 for another three years. We will go our separate ways.” I stopped slightly as a lump in my throat made it difficult for me to utter a sound. It's the few times I've said everything I'm thinking. Because I'm the oldest too.

I really don't want to show my younger siblings this sensitive side.

"But I don't think we'll end it here."

But it's so hard

"Someday we will be together again. Become the Got7 of iGot7 again."

The tears that I had tried to swallow over and over have now flowed down. I can't stand it anymore.

"We're just different people starting over so that one day we'll be back together."

"I can believe that, right?"

No one said anything. Only my sobs were enough to drown out the silence in the room.

"Come on, you're going to go on stage with a messy face like this?" It was Yugyeom who picked up a tissue to wipe away the tears from my face again.

“Our eldest is really a crybaby.” Jackson walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my trembling shoulders tightly.

But I don't want to be criticized by a jerk like you, Jackson.

“Aigu, our little bird, must be sad to see Mark's red-eyed brother go on stage. They must be really uncomfortable, too bad.” BamBam, the mischievous kid who always brings color to the group by teasing Jaebum, was reassuring me in a joking tone. But I know that BamBam feels very different from me. Just pretend to be strong.

“But it seems like the camp has come out to deny it. Do you want to make it clear?” It was Jaebum who asked me. I was using the phone just now to check feedback.

Make it clear?

Actually, I thought about what I wanted to do.

"Let's take a group photo," I said, standing up and walking to the mirror to check if I looked normal.

“Cute.” I looked at Yugyeom who followed me, stopped behind me and whispered teasingly into my ear through the mirror. This kid is really diligent in teasing me.

“Brother Mark brought the phone. I'll take a photo for you." It's BamBam who volunteers to hold the camera almost every time we take a selfie. I placed the thin phone on Bambam's hand that was already waiting before walking to stand next to Yugyeom, who turned away from me and walked to stand next to BamBam. I don't know when.

"Alright, one... two..."

Snap a photo!

A smile spread across Jaebum and Youngjae's teeth. Jinyoung who made a strange face and refused to even take off his mouth mask. Jackson who was still outstanding until the last moment. And the people in the front row smiled in good spirits like me, BamBam, and Yugyeom, with a very basic two-finger gesture showing off on my personal Twitter page almost as soon as I received the phone back from Bam. Bam and proceeded to type some messages.

A message that expresses my feelings about the past seven years as Mark.

GOT7

It's good and how happy I am. Seven years with members Jaebum, Jinyoung, Jackson, Youngjae, BamBam, and Yugyeom, as well as our global fans, Got7.

IGOT7

Having them be a part of my life is

I am such a lucky man.

Today's news is not the end. The decisions we made the previous day, today, and this coming sixteenth day are not the end of us.

But it is a new beginning.

I just want the fans to believe in us.

"Have you uploaded it to Twitter yet?" It was Bambam who asked me.

"Um, down."

"What is this? Hashtag Got Seven Forever."

“It is said that the word forever does not exist. But I believe it,” I said as I pressed an airdrop to send the photo from just a moment ago to the members. "...that we can make it come true."

"I put the picture on IG."

"Me too"

"I'm neat"

They were the voices of BamBam, Yugyeom, and Jaebum respectively. I nodded as I deleted my previous tweet and quickly reposted it. I hope the little birds don't notice what I'm doing.

“Got Seven is on standby.” The staff's voice rang out from behind the door, causing us to have to put our phones into our pockets in confusion.

"Eh, I haven't uploaded it yet," Youngjae said.

"Me too," Jackson joined in.

"Pack it up, you guys. Hurry up, don't delay." And it was Jaebum who kept these mischievous kids at bay like usual.

I looked at the chaotic scene one more time before walking to standby on stage. Waiting for the sound of the award announcement And when the camera is on us We will thank the wonderful little birds. Little birds are cheering us on from home. And reiterate to the little birds who are saddened by today's news more confidence to believe in us.

Believe in the seven men who make up the God Seven.

"Let's make this award as fun as possible!"

I said, linking my arm with Jaebum and Jackson's. The two people who were conscious wrapped their arms around Youngjae and BamBam next to themselves.

Know yourself again...

"Gloden Disc Awads"

...We hugged each other tightly.

"Best Album: GOT7"

Forever [Adj.]

It means forever, eternity.

They say that apart from the word 'promise', there is this word that cannot be trusted at all.

But I believe

Believe in the word forever for the seven of us

Believe in the word forever of little birds. Our great fans

And believe that one day we will come back again.

come back to be

GOT7

#GOT7FOREVER

talk.

Today's news is really harsh on our hearts.

But when a man gives us this much confidence?

Let's trust him.

Believe that someday

GOT7

will come back

Let's believe them as they believe in us.

kimkay_