Title :   One Shot

Genre:  fluff/au

Fandom:  GOT7

Pairing:  JB XMARK feat. Jackson

Author: Orny

 FANART BY abimabima

Hallelujah, lots of imagination.

Im Jaebeom's eyes were filled with fear. They were trembling, blurry, and empty. He slowly lowered the gun barrel from eye level. Im Jaebum's palms were sweaty. He dropped to his knees on the dusty concrete floor. Throw the gun down at your side.

Sirens from more than three police cars He was carried to his feet after hearing an announcement of his arrest from the police. The moment both wrists were tied behind their backs, locked together with handcuffs. Im Jaebum has nothing to explain. He was still looking straight ahead.

“Jackson, can you hear me? Jackson!!! No, you can't sleep.

x!! please don’t leave me. Can you hear me Jackson?

Help him. You all have to help him. Please, he can't die. Don't die, Jackson.”

Rescuers extracted Mark from Jackson, who was already motionless. Mark's body was stained with blood. Anxiety was evident on his face. They spooned Jackson's body onto a stretcher. Transported into an ambulance to take Jackson to the hospital as quickly as possible. An oxygen mask was placed over the nose. Reports of heart rate and blood pressure monitoring are taken seriously. Not feeling well

Jackson is in danger. For a moment, Mark's eyes flickered towards him.

Screams, pain, and hate.

No, this is not what Im Jaebum wanted to see.

What Im Jaebum is going to receive from now on It's not what Im Jaebum wanted.

Not at all….

If I could go back

7 minutes ago

Bang!!

Soot billowed from the end of the gun barrel. There were four bullets left. It was too much because he was sure he wouldn't need it again. The image of Jackson Wang being hit by the pressure of a bullet penetrating him in the back was not as satisfying as when Jackson was holding the wound on his abdomen. I glanced back at him. Then he fell and lay on the ground, gritting his teeth.

“JACKSON!!!”

Mark Tuan shouted a name that made him so irritated just hearing it that he wanted to aim his gun and fire one more shot. Mark should have known that this was the moment to beg him rather than run to that bastard. Jaebum pulls the trigger in frustration. The tip of the gun's barrel never left the target. If only Mark hadn't blocked Jackson, who couldn't afford to fight him in any way. Jackson must take responsibility for what he's done all this time.

“Yah!!!! Jaebum, why did you shoot him? Are you crazy?” Mark turned around and shouted loudly at him. Mark's expression was full of anger. It was different from when Mark gently helped Jackson to lie down on his lap. “Jackson, take it easy, God! Your blood.”

Jackson's eyes flashed with pain. There were two wounds from a single gunshot. Blood seeped out from the back, staining the legs of Mark's jeans that he had just bought less than two weeks ago. Jackson held the wound on his abdomen with his right hand, “Why...why..”

Are you asking? Do you still have the face to ask him? Huh? Jaebeom laughed. Keep a smile on your lips. Turn your head away and go the other way. I want to shoot him to death from here. Because in the past it was only him who was suffering all alone. And Mark and Jackson never cared about his feelings. Even though the mouth said we are friends

“Why did you come in?” Jaebum growled in a low voice. He lowered the barrel of the gun and aimed it at Jackson's head. “Why did you come into my life?!”

12 hours ago

Im Jaebum sat with his arms resting on his lap at the foot of the bed. He flipped over the barrel of the gun he had just decided to order from the black market through Kim Yugyeom at a reasonable price, along with five bullets. Yugyeom's brother gives him a special price when he picks up the goods behind an old auto repair shop. Plus, slapping his head and playing with him feels like we've been close for over a year.

For some reason, he wanted to own a gun for a short period of time. As soon as he finished it He will return the gun to Yugyeom and give it to his brother to resell without charging a single won. Jaebeom glanced at his cell phone next to the pillow at the head of the bed. The third time, he trembled even though he pretended not to care.

‘MARK’

The phone screen displayed the name of the owner of the phone call. Jaebum sighed softly. He placed the gun on the remains of his ripped jeans on the desk. He walked around and picked up the phone and answered it in a very tired tone.

"If you call and ask me to go out somewhere..."

“No, I didn't invite you.”

Didn't have time to finish the sentence. Mark spoke back stubbornly. Mark's words are never subtle. Mark said everything honestly. Jaebum understands Mark's personality well. But despite understanding...

“Why, Jackson is already a friend?” Jaebum walked back to the writing table at the end of the bed. Pulling five bullets out of his pocket one at a time. “That guy has never rejected you before.”

“Of course he doesn't,” Mark pursed his lips. “I called to ask what time we meet tomorrow. Will you go with me and Jackson? Also, why do we have to go to that warehouse? Jackson said he didn't see anything fun.”

Two questions for Im Jaebum The rest is the story that Im Jaebum has to listen to even though he doesn't want to listen.

“See you there at six, that's it Mark. I'm not comfortable talking.”

There was one more question from Mark that Jaebum didn't finish listening to. He hung up the phone and threw the phone out of sight. Turn your back on it to emphasize your own soft-heartedness. If Mark calls again, he won't answer, no matter if Mark makes ten or twenty calls. It's impossible.. Mark isn't that pushy.

Just Mark calling him more than two times alone was considered enough.

Jaebum removed the bullet holster from the gun barrel. Grab one bullet at a time and put the bullet back in the magazine with your right palm. He held it more carefully. Check the general condition of the gun. and put it in the holster when you are sure the gun is loaded with five rounds and is ready for tomorrow.

for his appointment

2 days ago

“Stop being so naughty, BamBam. How many times have I told you that I don't know?”

Im Jaebum slammed the tip of his snooker stick onto the ground with a loud thud. His snooker game is about to fail. This meant that he had to pay off his lost bets to Choi Young Jae, who treated each ball like it was nothing difficult. Maybe because he met Yugyeom last. Before Yugyeom disappeared from the game center without saying a word to his close friend BamBam.

“But I met him at the convenience store.” BamBam didn't stop trying. The boy took a step back from Jaebum, he hated it, those sharp eyes that stared at him like they were going to kill each other. “He came with his brother, right?”

“Why would you know?”

“Is that right?”

“The last time I will tell you, BamBam. I just met Yugyeom at a convenience store. Yes, Yugyeom came with his older brother. And I haven't talked about anything more than, hey, you pervert, so stop trying to get it from me."

If he guessed correctly, BamBam must know Yugyeom's secret like he does. But the fraction of secrets that Bambam knows is not equal to all that he knows. Jaebum doesn't think Yugyeom wants Bambam to know. People who are close friends don't hide even the smallest things. except for one thing That matter was too bad to say.

Jaebum slapped the money onto the snooker table. The results showed that he lost to Youngjae completely. He raised his fist at Youngjae, who was willing to give him back the difference. Grabbing the change, he slipped it into his pocket and walked out of the game center to the sound of a cheerful farewell from Youngjae. It looks like BamBam still has some lingering questions.

The youngster ran after him. But suddenly he ran back into the game center when he took out a cigarette and lit it.

If BamBam knew that his best friend was involved in illegal things. Will Bambam still be friends with Yugyeom? Jaebeom accidentally put the cigarette in the garbage can next to the bus stop. Yugyeom's older brother is very unlucky. Dragging your younger sibling into something that is difficult to get out of. But no matter how much I feel sorry for Yugyeom

He, too, was poking his toe into it. What's worse is that he uses Yugyeom as a mediator between himself and Yugyeom's older brother. Im Jaebum is really really lucky.

'If you find it too cluttered, get rid of it.'

Brother Yugyeom's words One of the illegal gun dealers After giving him a little advice, he decided to buy his first gun in his life. To change something back to the way it was before

'You wouldn't overcharge me, would you?'

And Im Jaebum hasn't changed his mind.

7 months ago

Mark told him that they had started dating Jackson in the form of a relationship that had taken the next step more than two months ago. Jackson was also sitting there when Mark confessed to him directly. Mark held a Coke can loosely in his hand. As he almost squashed the can of Coke,

“Then why didn't you tell us two months ago?” Jaebeom stared out the window. He knew the right thing to do was give his two friends a little congratulations. The problem is that Im Jaebum isn't much of a traitor to his own feelings. He couldn't say a sentence like that, no, he didn't think he'd say it.”

Day by day I become more and more a leader.”

"Hey! Come on, friend. This is what we're telling you.” Jackson reached out and slapped his shoulder playfully. This bastard is always like this. If you want to speak, speak. If you want to do it, do it. Jackson's identity is to never betray himself like he did. “I wanted to tell you from the first day that Mark agreed to me, you know? But Mark doesn't..."

“Shut up, Jackson.” Mark pushed Jackson's shoulder in another direction. Mark's cheeks turned a faint shade of red. “Sorry for telling you late, Jaebum. I'm just afraid that you'll hate our decision to be together.”

“It's crazy nonsense.”

That's what Im Jaebum said. I wanted to get up and walk away from lunch when the food had just been served on the table. But Jaebum didn't think Mark would be okay if he did. Mark divided a portion of the vegetable salad onto his plate. Tell him to eat a lot. Because they eat little vegetables and have no appetite. It was different from Jackson who tried to take a piece of meat from Mark's plate and put it in his mouth.

How could Mark like this guy?

“You don't hate me, do you, Jaebum?” Jackson asked as Mark retreated to the bathroom. There were only two people left at the table and the atmosphere was not good.

“And what if you hate me?”

Jackson swayed his shoulder. “It can't be helped. But one thing I promise to do is take good care of Mark. You don't have to worry because I will never make him regret it.”

Leave it to Mark as well? Should he answer Jackson like that? Jaebum pretended to laugh at Jackson's sweet promise. This isn't his business. When deciding to change from friends to another relationship Im Jaebeom didn't even notice. The day when there are problems and you feel like each other has no one is the day when these two helplessly come back to him.

“Jaebeom, you know that, right? You're my best friend.”

Mark made him feel more valuable. When telling him a familiar phrase before going our separate ways. Rest assured that Mark isn't lying. The friendship that Mark has He can always feel it. It's not any less, it's just that someone divided it up.

If there is no Jackson, I hope...

3 years ago

Senior year of high school is a wonderful time. Im Jaebum made the most of his teenage life. He wasn't stressed out about university entrance exams like most of his classmates. There are other options that Jaebum thinks are more chic that you can try out a bit. As for Mark, he is still torn between continuing his studies or going out to find things he wants to do besides studying.

The most colorful part of his last year of high school was Jackson Wang, an exchange student from Hong Kong who Jaebum didn't listen to when the teacher told him in front of the class. The honorable thing is that Jackson was able to get along with others within a week. Two weeks later, Jackson was recognized by more than three classes of friends. And one month later Everyone knows Jackson.

The problem is that Mr. Wang goes around trying to pick up on this and that person. But I don't have any close friends. Too bad, guys. If the personal world is not really high Living like a group of people is not fun.

“I used to be a youth fencer for the Hong Kong national team,” Jackson chimed in while waiting for the teacher to teach his next lesson.

Jaebum nodded, acknowledging the selling point. He had heard this quite a bit. Jackson chose the empty seat next to him from the first day of class. His status for Jackson is therefore like that of a first friend. But I'm sorry, Im Jaebum doesn't open up to anyone easily. So we never talked for more than four sentences. “Then why did you quit fencing?”

“There is another dream I want to try.” Jackson raised his hands and chin. “I heard you're a good b-boy dancer, Jaebum.”

“Who said?”

“Mark, he told me a lot of cool stories about you. I really want to be friends with you. Teach me how to dance B-boying.”

One question was, when did Jackson take the time to talk to Mark, who was sitting separately from him by the classroom window? What is known is that after that Jackson became part of the group. We go everywhere together, the three of us. Divide the payment by three hands. Buy three things If there aren't three people living together That means he is with Mark. Jackson is with Mark. Or is Jackson with him?

There is no equality for three people. Jaebum felt that way when counting the times he was alone. Mark and Jackson often disappeared together. Then came back with a souvenir. At first he thought it was just his imagination. Im Jaebeom wasn't left behind. But when there is a second and subsequent time Im Jaebum had the opportunity to understand the nature of a rotten dog.

He began to not know some things about Mark that Jackson knew. He began to lose sight of some of the places that Mark and Jackson saw because they weren't there. He began to understand the story of Mark that Jackson jokingly told him about because he didn't know when it happened. Sometimes it feels like there is no one, even though there are three of us together.

Jaebeom patiently allowed one year for exchange student Jackson to hope it would pass. He credits Jackson with being the spice of his life for the first six months. Count good memories like It's an extreme secret trip with Jackson at a pub at night. Teach Jackson three or four B-boy moves and then stop teaching when Jackson gets better at it than him.

But six months later, Jaebum didn't feel any impressive stories anymore. Worse is Jackson didn't return to Hong Kong and start living here. Let's face it, who better to understand than a foreigner like Mark?

Fold it open.

5 years ago

“Hi, I'm Jaebum ..Im Jaebum.”

Looks sad and lonely. Or do they have hunched shoulders like a cat with drooping ears? That made him decide to enter the classroom and introduce himself to new friends. I thought about it for a while until I felt sorry for this guy's day-to-day study. Just sat and looked out the window. Don't invite any friends to talk. Friends invited to talk and asked for answers. Im Jaebum couldn't leave it alone.

“Mark, Tuan, Yi En, what should I call you? Just Mark, or Tuan, or Yi En?”

I've done some research about new friends. Koreans who only have their brains in their native language have no sense of other languages, even if it's just a name. Im Jaebum is not a funny person. But the gloomy expression on his face changed. Soft laughter and wide smiles. Makes him want to crack another unintentional joke.

“Mark, you can just call me Mark.”

The fact that Mark wasn't a modest person who spoke little and just sat quietly was not. On the contrary, Im Jaebeom rubbed his eyes and said to himself. The grumpy Mark that day was the same Mark with whom he had become intimately close since the day he got up to get to know him.

We became partners Mark invited him to his house to show his family that he was their first friend. Jaebeom doesn't miss bringing Mark to his mom's house to aggravate him by praising that his new friend is better looking than him. That made him angry at Mark for five minutes. Our friendship continued to grow, of course, in all the good ways.

Where there's Mark, there's Jaebum. Where there's Jaebum, there's Mark. Because of that, he was really bored with answering everyone's questions in school. Or who you accidentally meet outside when Mark isn't there, where Mark goes? I mean, does Im Jaebum have to know everything?

But Im Jaebum knows everything about Mark. That's really Tuan.

“Jaebeom, you are my first friend here. And you are my best friend.”

Park Jin Young, an officer investigating attempted murder and assault cases, leaned back in his chair. He didn't think he needed to ask any more questions after the accused confessed everything on the third day of interrogation. No one came to visit Im Jaebeom during the three days of his detention. In fact, he had good news to tell Jaebum that Jackson Wang was not dead. But I'm not sure if it can be called good news.

“You know, Mr. Im Jaebum, if what you do is to get the attention of a friend, then It's useless Mr. Tuan never asked about you when I visited to check on Mr. Wang's condition.” Jinyoung had no intention of making Jaebum feel bad. But the last time I met with Mr. Tuan was to collect information. Mr. Tuan didn't mention Jaebum at all while listening to him report on the progress of the case.

“He hasn't been here in a while.” Im Jaebeom's voice, eyes, and expression wavered.

“You lost everything. You lose yourself you lost a friend You lost even the happiness that after this you probably don't know where to find it in the prison cell.”

“I know.”

It wasn't just Mark and Jackson that he lost. BamBam and Youngjae were the ones who called the police to track him down and arrest him as quickly as possible. He doesn't know when BamBam met Yugyeom. What is known is that Yugyeom's brother was arrested by the police around the same time. Meanwhile, Yugyeom was sent to a juvenile detention center. Jinyoung, the investigative officer, told him that.

“The court will decide your guilt tomorrow. I don't think you can be allowed bail for what you did.”

“I know.” Griek Jaebum moved his handcuffed wrists on his lap.

“But Mr. Im Jaebum. ...Khun Tuan asked me to tell you that You will always be his best friend.”

Before long, Im Jaebum laughed through tears.

He couldn't go back and change anything.

FIN

TALK :

I swear this is a fic.

BMARK

I swear, I swear, it's B-Mark. It's B-Mark. I thought I'd like to try writing B-Mark. Because B-Mark is good in our eyes. Why don't you sit and have fun with P'Bim?

abimabima

Until I said that I had to test B-Mark. Well, that's the result of the experiment. Jackson is still a hero. Scream! It comes out a bit confusing to write. You can read from the top down or read from the bottom up. Try it.

In case anyone wants to cream

hashtag : #OSBMARK

Next Station : BSON !!!

I don't know what form it will come out in. But probably not without Mark being involved, haha.

What are you thinking of writing? Let's answer this:

Thank you for using BMark in my style.

See you in other matters.

PS.

Leave it in the arms of your heart [

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