Best Mates

Type: OS 

Couple :[GOT7]Yugyeom x BamBam

Rate : PG

Creator : 9tails

Best Mates

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Interview in the program

SBS MTV The show

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GOT7

Currently in the middle of promoting their 2nd mini album, today's work is the same in many ways. last time We come to the program together with all faces. front row seats It will be the three big brothers, Jaebeom, Jinyoung, and Mark. The top row from left to right is Youngjae, Jackson, BamBam, and myself.

Kim Yugyeom

“Let's come to this young man, BamBam, what kind of girl is his ideal type?” the female MC switched to English mode and asked in Korean.

I saw a hint of embarrassment in his big eyes. They were pure and innocent, more than the nickname that everyone else gave them. They called me again However, BamBam is still himself in his own way, always cheeky, cheerful and bright. There was only a smile that never faded from this cute face.

“My type of girl? Hmm. I like people who are cute. Has a bright smile and is kind. Because I'm still young now, I think girl group noonas are cute. All of them together. I really can't choose. So I like many people." He said and smiled because BamBam was a good talker, what people would call "a lot of talk" hahaha.

“This kind of thing is called a person with many hearts.” Jaebeom's voice cut in loudly. Causing cheerful laughter throughout the room. It's a good idea to cut short the awkward conversation and move it to someone else.

“What about Yugyeom? How will the maknae lines have different specs?”

Eh!!!

“Me?”

Uh...

“My type is..”

That person...he is very close to me.

a lot….

Until sometimes...it's like being so close...to the point of being invisible.

"...No...I haven't thought about that yet."

I replied with a smile, scratching the nape of my neck because I felt a bit embarrassed. Then he turned to look at the chubby-cheeked person sitting next to him. The doctor reached out and gently pushed my shoulder. His mouth kept saying that I didn't know how to prepare a cool answer. Then Brother Jackson put his face forward to mix it up. And then...grabbed BamBam by the neck and hugged him.

Hug...that I've always wanted

I could only look at the small hand that moved away from my shoulder. To another hand that holds the power to touch everywhere

But eh! Why do I have to feel this way?

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at the dormitory

from a busy work schedule Because it is still in the promotion period before it is scheduled to perform.

Goodbye Stage

In the next 2 weeks, in the meantime, we still have some shows to film in stock. Because from now on this will be the period where there is a promotion plan in Japan. It looked quite tiring. and it seems Time of my teenage life It was bought with a reputation that many people sought after. For me...

One of the best things is I didn't go through the previous period...alone.

Because I have...

“Ahh...my feet are so tired. Until when do I have to reinforce my heels?” A voice murmured on the opposite side of the bed. Followed by the sound of a small figure laying down on the bed.

“Noyoung hyung still makes you wear heel pads? We thought you were tall enough that you wouldn't need it.”

“It's still not high enough. We've only grown 5 cm taller than when we debuted. We still have a long way to go before we don't have to wear padded bras. Otherwise, when we stand, we'll end up in a hole. I won't allow it.” The person who spoke looked blankly at the ceiling. I don't know if the eyes are round. What exactly was that couple thinking?

“Are you going to leave short Jackson alone?” I asked jokingly, taking off my sweater and putting it in the closet and sitting on my own end of the bed.

“That's a punishment, haha. Well, Jackson likes to act like we're kids. Ah!...What are you going to do, Akyeom?”

“Aren't you complaining that your feet are aching?” I moved down and sat cross-legged on the floor at the foot of the other person's bed. Then he grabbed the small ankle and gently massaged it. With small hands and feet like this...everyone can see that you're a child. Even though I was born only a few months away from you. You will take the position of "elder" with me. With a compact body like this or BAM BAM?

“We might get used to this, Wei. But....I'm fine. A little bit of strength is fine.”

A little harder is fine....damn Bambam...why do you have to make his voice sound faintly dazed like that? I stopped my hands for a bit and glanced at the person who was pretending to doze off, feeling relaxed and comfortable.

The small figure raised its chest slightly. The vest buttons were all unbuttoned and separated from each other. Two hands moved up and placed above the head to make breathing easier. In short, you were spread out in complete comfort. But the person who seemed to be suffocated by his classmate's antics. It's me.

"Right there, a little bit of force....ahh...you're so great, Akyommi...so happy." Chang's mouth still didn't stop talking. Even though both eyes were already closed

But....in front of the Mangae couple's room

“That's not the case, brother. I can't take it anymore. What size will it be? A little stronger, Kyommi. Very good, Kyommi. This is Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

“Don't be too nervous. It might be nothing.”

The two wide ears attached to the door of the room were immediately taken aback as that sentence floated through the air into the ears of the two seniors.

“It's not normal, hey. Bambam's voice is so weird.” Leader Jaebum scratched his chin in analysis.

“Or Yugyeom is going to spiral out of control,” someone's voice called out.

“Will Kyommi dare?” followed by another person's voice.

“Hey! Youngjae...Jinyoung How did you come here?” Jackson moved to his feet and turned the front of his cap around behind him.

“I am Eomma. I'll go in myself.” Park Jin Young showed off his eomma with a hot aura.

“Slowly....but I'm the leader. You have to be the leader in every situation.” Jaebum held Jinyoung's shoulder blades and moved forward.

“But I am the father who raised Bambam. I have to protect my precious son's honor.” Jackson didn't agree and forcefully pulled JJ Project away from the front of the room with both of his muscular arms.

“What's wrong with me? Everyone has duties. Okay...I came in last. I should be involved.” Youngjae used his back to push Jackson until he was finally able to get close to the door.

“What the hell are you guys doing? I have work in the morning.” Handsome Mark Tuan's low voice laced with exhaustion rang out like a bell. Causing everyone to pause for a moment. But then no one cared anymore. He also turned to fiercely fight for space in front of Mangae's room door.

“What is this, you guys? Jinyoung-ah... he's waiting in the room. Don't delay, he's starting to get sleepy."

"Okay...don't play with these guys, let's go, Jaebum hyung, Annyong, Jackson, Youngjae, Annyong." The part was about to go, Jinyoung suddenly skipped a beat. The thin figure pushed Youngjae away from him and jumped towards Mark who was waiting not far away. before turning around and cheerfully waving goodbye

"Is there something wrong?" Mark's voice asked curiously, but he didn't really want to wait to hear the answer from the other person.

The three young men watched Mark and Jinyoung walk away. before turning to send electricity from their eyes to strike each other again

“Then let's play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins goes in first, okay,” Jackson offered.

“That's all right.”

Then the competition for the gentlest of wits began.

"What is this noise? People are going to sleep." An unexpected voice sounded from the person on the bed. This made me remove my hand from BamBam's ankle and place it on the bed carefully. Those sounds have been bothering me for a while now. Only saw that Bambam was sleeping soundly. Until it started to annoy him. And I can't let it be like that any longer.

I walked and stopped at the door of the room. Then he turned and looked at the little person on the bed again. before deciding to open the door

Phew! Phew!

“Wow, the door to BamBam's room makes a strange sound.”

Because it's not a door. Brother Jack is short... I have a feeling of condemnation for the well-built, muscular man in front of me in my heart. Because the hand-knocker was full of my breasts.

“You bastard...you!....” The Hong Kong-born young man glanced up. Then he pushed my chest out of the way before inserting himself. “……..Go back!”

“Uncle Jaebum!” I said to the sharp-eyed owner who followed closely behind Jackson.

“You...follow me,” Jaebeom hyung said in a deep voice and walked past me, followed by Choi. Youngjae who follows Jaebeom hyung like a shark louse.

I don't really understand the visit of these three people. Normally, if it's not a regular meeting every Monday. It's not often that other members They'll come and mess around in each other's rooms, like right now.

“BamBam oh! Hey..what is this, Sara? Why are your clothes frayed like this?” Mr. Wang Jackson walked into the bed I had just left. The posture of observing Sangkha is like that of a forensics officer.

“Why is your mouth so swollen like this?” His hand lifted the chin of the person who was asleep and didn't know anything about it. BamBam's full lips parted slightly as he let out a steady breath.

“Why is the sleeping position so tempting?” I finished speaking, eyes of apologetics immediately flicking back at me. It scared me as well.

All of that....true story on screen. I don't deny it, but you know that, right? What happened in this room?

"Ummmm, kyom-ah, why did you finish so quickly?....I'm feeling good."

I...feel sizzling hot. On the side of the cheek and the scary sentence that Bambam was sleepwalking with. Until he had to secretly bite his lower lip to prevent himself from smiling. Of course, everyone heard it with both ears...er, no, to speak correctly it would have to be heard by all four people with eight ears.

“Kyom, you, you, you!!!” Brother Jackson rushed towards me first. It's good that Jaebeom hyung was able to catch him first.

“Jackson, calm down, Youngjae, please wake up BamBam. Then follow me into the living room. ...We have something to talk about.” Jaebeom drags his neck..uh. Drag Brother Jackson out of the room. Before I was out of the door, I didn't hesitate to pretend that I was going to have a bad encounter. with the matter that happened I just sighed heavily. That the matter has become this big

I turned to look at Bambam on the bed. The doctor was sleepy and woke up and sat up. Then he pretended to lay down and sleep again.

“Bam is going to sleep, Youngjae hyung, Bam can't take it anymore.”

“No, BamBam, get up. How far have you been attacked by Kyommi and still worry about sleeping?” Youngjae helped his staggering body to sit up uncomfortably.

“Hit massage...uh. Is this foot massage called harassment or abuse?

"look for!!! What do you say, Yugyeom?”

“Well..I was just massaging BamBam's feet. Why do you guys have to make such a big deal of this? This is confusing."

Brother Youngjae didn't answer. Aside from bursting out laughing, it was as if there was something to laugh about. As for me, I just stood and scratched my head. Like feeling itchy hair roots in the middle of the room. If we were to find the cause of all this crazy chaos, It must have come from the exciting phrase between BamBam's legs. I sighed for the 8th time. It seemed like it was possible, but the person who caused it still had a face as if he were lying awake in Youngjae's arms.

in the living room (which is being modeled as Kaifeng Shrine)

Jaebum hyung sat upright on the long sofa. The next one is Jackson. On the opposite side, Brother Jackson They are Mark and Jinyoung, respectively. I was ordered to kneel in the middle. Youngjae hyung brought BamBam, who was still unconscious, to sit next to Jaebeom hyung.

“Defendant Kim Yugyeom, you will admit to committing harassment. BamBam, is it true or not?” Jaebeom hyung started with a direct question that didn't mince words.

“Too evil. This kind of thing must be punished with a dog's head executioner.” Jackson Wang acted as if he couldn't bear to listen to those humiliating words. To the point of standing up and condemning

“Do you have anything to make up for?” Mark asked.

“I refuse...” I closed my eyes tightly and answered loudly and clearly.

“Oh, why does everyone have to be so loud? Bam just wants to sleep. Bam is sleepy."

I'll still come and say something nice.

“That's enough, BamBam...the truth is We returned to the room. And then I just massaged BamBam's feet. And...then....BamBam started tearing off his clothes and then fell asleep. Then he let out those words, massaging his feet. It wouldn't hurt his dignity much, right?"

“Massage...just foot massage...not wrestling...not fucking, right?” The person asked leaned forward. I still don't want to believe anything. Until Youngjae hyung went in and whispered something in his ear. Jaebeom hyung was taken aback a little and then he slowly nodded.

“Ah, this is a misunderstanding.” Brother Mark looked annoyed. Then I turned to look at Brother Jackson's face as if asking what he wanted to do with me. My older brother.

Wild&Sexy

He raised his head slightly before crossing his arms over his chest and saying,

“Who told BamBam to sound like that? I'm so scared I'm going to die. I don't know. I can't let Bambam sleep in the same room as Kyom. Untrustworthy.”

“Let's do this. Let Bambam sleep in the same room as Jinyoung first. Jinyoung is staying here all alone. There's no problem, right?" Brother Jaebum concluded after the truth became clear.

“No!” Brother Mark suddenly shouted loudly until everyone turned to look at each other. I secretly saw that Jinyoung was holding back his laughter all alone. “I mean, that room is small. We're all together. With two people, wouldn't that be uncomfortable?"

"The room has bunk beds. You can let Bam sleep on the top bed. It's very comfortable. BamBam coming to live with Eomma is good." Jinyoung hyung got up and sat next to him. With BamBam who smiles in sleepiness “Bam, can you go to sleep yet? Umma.”

“What is it, Kyom? You are being distrusted.” The leader turned to me and asked looking at Bambam who was smiling at me in Jinyoung hyung's arms.

“I can do it anyway,” I replied.

“Then let's agree to this,” Jinyoung hyung said, vigorously helping BamBam, who seemed to be asleep, to his feet.

"One more thing, within 3 days, you are forbidden to get closer than 2 meters to Bambam. Understood!"

“Jackson...that's enough. Let's go. Enough of the chaos. Let's disperse and go to bed.” At the end of Jaebeom's words, everyone slowly dispersed in different directions. This night seems to me to be really long.

“Don't think too much. Let's just say that this story is hilarious. This guy's face was shattered. But it's funny before going to bed like that. Go to sleep." Jaebeom hyung stopped talking to me for the last time.

"But Brother Jackson, he..."

“That guy was shouting and covering it up. It's just as bad as it looks," Mark said with a smile. Pleasant mood

“Yes, hyung. I'll carry Bambam's bedding to Jinyoung hyung's room for you.”

“No need to, Jinyoung's room has everything,” Brother Mark said as if he knew this very well. I wasn't in the mood to wonder at that time. After that, the two brothers separated into their rooms. own

I went back into my room again. A feeling like a typhoon came and went. Leaving only the remains of confused feelings. It's like being punched on the tip of the chin. I lay down and spread out. But I didn't know that it wasn't my own bed. Maybe it was because of the familiar warmth. There may be a unique scent that is left floating throughout every area on the bed. And it probably makes me feel like I'm being embraced by those things.

For tonight, good night, BamBam, my annoying friend...

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The next morning

At the dining table in the kitchen

“Hmmm, it's me, it's me. There's no way I can let Kyommi do anything to me. If I don't agree Hey....if you're not willing Why does everyone think like that?” BamBam used a fork to skewer the smoked sausage that he had turned into small pieces. Put it in your mouth and chew and talk. A behavior that was often scolded by Brother Mark. But he seemed to obey only in front of his handsome brother.

“Who let you sleepwalk and say something so thrilling? Whoever it is will misunderstand.” Jinyoung hyung placed the glass of milk in front of BamBam and moved the chair next to him. Come sit down and manage your own food.

“Well, I'm sleepy. Very tired time I'll sleepwalk out every time. Who knows what was said,” the blonde boy said, his cheeks puffing out.

“Kyommi is so unlucky.”

“That guy is going to die. It probably doesn't matter.”

“Jackson forbids Kyom from being within 2 meters of you, you know?” Jinyoung said.

“What kind of crazy order is this? music blogging

good tonight

with

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We have to dance together. How can you prevent that? This is Jackson."

“That's work time. But at other times, don't come close. How are you going to help your crystal-pure friend this time?”

“Hmm..what should I do, Jinyoung hyung?”

“Learn to think for yourself. All problems are caused by you. What a naughty bastard!” Brother Mark's voice came in. I don't know when. The sound was not the same as the palm pressing on BamBam's small head. Such a forceful blow. If people didn't know each other, they would probably call it a "slap on the head".

“Jinyoung-ah....I'm hungry.” Mark sat down next to him. Bambam and crying out for something to eat so naturally

“I understand...wait a moment.” Jinyoung put down his spoon and fork and turned to take Mark's food and deliver it to him. “Mark, the egg yolk must be undercooked…” When they finished, they smiled at each other until their eyes formed a straight line.

BamBam could only make a face as he looked at the last piece of sausage mournfully and dipped it into his mouth thoughtfully. Followed by a large glass of milk that disappeared into the young man's throat as if poured out. Did he really cause his friends that much suffering? This morning, when I went back to my room, I couldn't find Yugyeom, my big friend. He looked docile and shy, but secretly had a bit of a naughty side.

People who, when they dance to the song, come back charmed like a different person. The friend who has always been there for him thought as he reached out and stuck the sausage in Mark's plate. But before he could succeed, he was hit and his hand shrunk back to its original position.

“Give it a little, Wei,” came a soothing voice from the kind-hearted Brother Mark.

“BamBam, are you going to get more sausage?” Jinyoung asked. Bambam thought about it but then shook his head in denial.

"I'm full. I'll go wait in the car now."

The two young men turned to look at the young man who was slowly walking away, then looked back at each other and smiled.

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Bambam tightened his backpack on his shoulder and stepped into the car with the door already open. I saw the doctor pause for a bit before smiling at me. Cheeks rose slightly. It's a very cute picture. But I had to turn a blind eye.

T T

Even though I want to look, my heart is broken.

"...Within 3 days, you must not get closer than 2 meters to BamBam. Understand!!!!" Jackson's commanding voice resounded in his head. Until I had to lift the iPad and tap my forehead, hoping it would go away.

"What the hell are you doing? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?" BamBam greeted me like he always did. Smile like you like to smile at everyone. It was never anything special. For someone who isn't special like me...it really hurts my heart. I've sighed so often I can't count the number of times. But it doesn't seem to make anything better in his heart. So I chose to ignore BamBam. Then he carried his things and got up from his usual seat and sat in the seat at the back instead.

“That is Youngjae hyung's usual seat. You'll get scolded soon. Come back to your seat.”

“If you sit there Must be close to you, right? Will Brother Jackson be angry at us? Leave it for when everyone has arrived. We will change seats ourselves.”

“Uh...Yugyeom-ah..we...uh...we beg...to.....” BamBam muttered something alone. But before I knew what it would say to me other members The rest got into the car first. The atmosphere inside the car is as normal as every time we go out to work. Everyone slowly got into the car without anyone mentioning anything else about last night.

I looked around the car and then thought about getting up and going back to my seat. Only someone's hand stopped my shoulder. Guess who...

“Stop! You guys, go back to the seat.”

A strong hand pushed my shoulder quite hard until I fell back to the original position. Brother Jackson raised his eyebrows, asking if I had any problems.

“Jackson! It’s enough, man!”

Brother Mark's voice rang out to stop everything. with Jaebeom holding Jackson's shoulder and letting him sit at his usual place. Saw Jackson reaching out to talk about something with BamBam. Then the hand that was used to stop me rested on the blond head of the man. I turned my face away from that picture. ....because it hurts for no reason again.

Today's activities passed smoothly. I was amazed at how miraculously I was able to express such cheerfulness. Both filming shows

Live Stage

and a few more interviews Today's schedule will end in the late afternoon. I still keep the promise I made. That I won't get within 2 meters of BamBam outside of work because I'm usually a fan of marginalized people. compared to now It wouldn't be any different.

We all gradually got out of the van. Saw Noyoung hyung standing and talking about something with Jaebeom hyung. But I didn't care much. Heading towards my own room alone, until I was held back by the shortest person in the group.

“Yugyeom! this! Can we talk for a bit?” I looked at the small hand holding my forearm. before gently turning away

"I'm busy. I'm sorry."

“What are you busy? The work is all finished. This evening is Day Off. There is no dance practice this evening.” BamBam made a nasal tone like someone who was annoyed.

“Jackson's crazy promise. You don't have to cling to it.”

“We just don't want to make it look any worse. Excuse me.” Why do I look so mean? I thought, but I didn't stop my feet as I walked all the way to the door. I just inserted the key and stood there.

The whole story Is it just me? Ask yourself. Got the answer..."No"

Do you want to talk to BamBam? ...........asked.....and the answer was....."a lot"

Turn around and look at the back. There would be only emptiness. I want to go back to talking and joking like before. Will it still be in time now? Anyway, BamBam would probably have to come back to his room to get his clothes. Can we take advantage of that opportunity to talk? I don't know what's going on with me. It's like there's a protest that feels slow inside.

I'm not sure myself anymore. I still feel bad for BamBam just saying that. Are they really “best friends”?

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evening of that day It is counted as dormitory day.

Got7

Enter silent mode like never before Youngjae walked out of the room. After finally getting himself out of Jaebum And then walked over to the kitchen. and found a young blond boy sitting all alone at the dining table. In front of him, there were packets of snacks strewn around. But each envelope was untouched in the slightest.

“What's wrong? Are you a lonely dog?” A slender white hand gently touched the small shoulder. Enough for him to know, the white figure walked over and poured water to drink and sat down on the chair opposite.

“Yongjae hyung...let's eat snacks together. Bam, there are a lot of snacks sent by fans from Thailand. They're delicious. Here's the bento. Here's the taro fish noodles.” The owner of the slender eyes looked down and smiled faintly.

“Okay...but eat very salty food. It doesn't affect the vocal cords, you know?"

“I am not

Main Vocal

It probably doesn't matter.”

“What are you saying like that? Haven't you succeeded in reconciling?” Youngjae put the fish noodles in his mouth and chewed and nodded, satisfied with the taste.

“Where are they? There's no need to reconcile at all." The listener smiled at the younger generation's stubbornness and lack of understanding.

“For going to trap him in front of the room. It's not called a reconciliation, what is it called? Please tell me.” When he was cut off, the young man's cheeks puffed out before he said.

“Just wanted to talk. That guy acted like he was playing hard. It's really crazy." He said and got angry. BamBam thought as he tore a sheet of super spicy bento and put it in his mouth to chew.

“Friends. Whoever apologizes first doesn't find it strange at all. If he doesn't start, we'll attack first. It's easy and you'll die. I'm going to go, Jaebum hyung will be waiting.” Youngjae got up and moved his chair over and reached over to grab a few packets of snacks. “The snacks are delicious. I'd like to give some to Jaebeom. Thank you."

“Good night, Brother Youngjae.” The young man bowed his head slightly as he said goodnight. His hand was still searching for a piece of fish to put in his mouth while thinking of Youngjae's thoughtful words that he had left behind.

“....Let's be friends. Whoever apologizes first doesn't find it strange at all.................

....................................... If he doesn't start, we'll attack first. It's easy to die….”

Knock knock!

I lay still and waited for a while to make sure. I was not deaf and heard the polite and unusual knocking on the door of this dormitory resident. There was silence for a moment and then a knock was heard at the door again. And this time it was followed by the sound of the door latch moving. Which I'm sure the room wasn't locked. Because he thought that Bambam might stop by and get clothes or the iPad that was still in the room from last night.

Click!

The sound of the door opening in the silence was as loud as the sound of my heart pounding. I secretly thought it was Bambam and couldn't be further from the truth. The sound of footsteps trying to be as soft as possible. Stepped in and stopped on my side of the bed. The rustling of clothes sounded as this night visitor seemed to sit down on the side of the bed.

“Yugyeom, Kyomyom, are you asleep yet?” A soft whisper whispered. After hearing the two people

“Asleep…” I replied cheekily.

“You evil person...where is this sleeping person who answers like this?”

"Well, you're causing a lot of trouble even while you're asleep." You can swear that I didn't mean to be sarcastic at all.

“Oh....Repentant” was the answer that made me smile in the dark.

“What the fuck...are you coming to get things?” I changed from lying on my side, turning my back to him. Come up and lie on your back.

"um"

“Then why don't you turn on the light?”

“The things we are coming to take. I want to ask you to forgive me.”

“Huh?!...” I made a high sound in my throat, feeling really surprised. And I was even more surprised that the person sitting cross-legged on the floor moved up and sat on the edge of the bed. before falling down to sleep next to me. The way I never imagined it would happen. The smaller man was lying on his side, facing me. A small hand moved up and grabbed my face, turning me to face him.

I had to move onto my side to share the limited space. until having to face BamBam directly It is really a very scary distance. Our breaths exchanged helplessly. When BamBam pressed in and asked for more space.

Building building!

The sound of my heart beating heavily The more you smell the faint scent. That felt like the smell of a child from the person sleeping close to him. His hand was sweaty and he didn't know where to put it. Can this kind of feeling happen to someone who is known as a "dear friend"? I'm still surprised myself.

“Yugyeom..we made it difficult for you. It's all because of us. Like Mark said If we didn't sleepwalk like that...sorry," BamBam spoke up first. After we competed, there was silence for a moment.

“Well..well, how would you know? So he would call it sleepwalking?”

“But it makes everyone misunderstand you because of us,” BamBam said, his small hand tightening on the chest of my nice t-shirt for sleeping. If it's worse than this It would probably be lost in BamBam's hand. And even though it feels warm and comfortable When you come closer But if it was close to the forehead that was covered with that blond hair.

They fit snugly against my lips. I really can't help it. that his heart will beat fast and strong When secretly pressing your lips gently On the bastard's forehead

“Go back to sleep, it's getting late.” The more he spoke, the more his lips touched his forehead. But it seems like the other party doesn't mind anything. It will also be squeezed in closer than before.

“No, will you be able to forgive us yet?” The small face lifted up. This time, the forehead was changed to the tip of the nose and the cheek skin that was fully attached to my lips.

“Um...gave it to you a long time ago,” I whispered softly. Try to move your mouth as little as possible.

"Then you don't have to do as you promised to Brother Jackson. You can quit now, do you understand?"

"No, the contract has to be a contract. Just 2 more days."

“Then can we go back to sleep in the same room as usual?”

“I don't see the need to ask. This is your room too.”

"I mean, can we sleep like this..."

It'll be good..BamBam

"Kyom...answer first...hey...are you asleep?" Then I had to lift the tip of my chin slightly and the small head bent down and nestled into the crook of my neck.

"Shhh....let's sleep...it's late." In the end, I was defeated by the soft scent and warm touch, so much so that I had to move my hand gently to the back of the other person's neck in order to calm him down. But it looks like BamBam is still nagging like that.

“Answer first...”

“Umm...”

How should I feel about this annoying friend?

Epilogue :

In the living room that same night

“Stop teasing your younger sibling. The last time I did it with Kyom, I still felt guilty. There will be no respect for each other.” Jaebum began to open the topic with a tense expression on his face.

"Just a little more, please. Just a little, please." Jackson jumped to the leader's knee, flattering and pleasing with all his might. In order to delay the issue of setting a rule forbidding Yugyeom from getting close to BamBam

“We'll be crying and crying again. I'm too lazy to comfort you.” Jinyoung crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned his back against the sofa.

“I don't want to play with the same feelings again. I pity you,” Youngjae said and moved to sit on the armrest. Next to Jaebum

"That's so stupid. I won't take it anymore, Jinyoung. Let's go take a shower." Mark pursed his lips and moved to get up and pull Jinyoung's hand to get up and follow him. Jackson saw each member's expression and expression and could see the devastation of the plan from afar. Until I had to find reasons to justify it until my side was scratched.

“Hey!! You guys must understand. That Ai is very possessive of Ai. All sons I agree, it's still far away. Hey..it has to hope for Jackson to be able to protect BamBam.”

“Protection or madness, Jackson? Make sure...stop it...what kind of scene plan are you? Go and sleep. Tomorrow you have to practice live again." The leader shook his head and went straight to wrap his arms around the slender man's shoulders.

When you're left wandering in the wind Jackson could only nod and admit that he would have to cancel the plan. It's so fun to trick Kyommi." That's all.

....whereas....

This is just a plan.

A-----

That's it.

Ha ha ha

Let's end it...please.

.oOo.oOOo.oOOo.oOOo.oOOo.oOOo.oOOo.oOo.

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