Random K-pop One Shots {Hiatus}

GOT7 Jackson- Maybe More

It was so foggy this morning fskjcnhas

You and Jackson were at the park playing basketball. Or at least you were trying to. You dribbled and ran to the basket while trying to not to let Jackson steal the basketball. He was right behind you. Finally you made your shot and threw the ball, only for it to hit the ring, and aim right for your face. You immediately ducked. 

"OW!" you heard him yell and hear a 'thunk' follow after. You turn and see Jackson on the floor and holding his nose.

"Jackson!" you rushed over to him. "Sorry about that. You ok?"

"I'll be fine Y/N," he answers.

"Your nose is bleeding," you say lowly. You run over you guys's duffel bags and grab tissues. You ran back to Jackson. "Don't put your head up, the blood will run down to your throat." You sit down in front of him and he puts his head down.

"Better?" he asks.

"Yeah," you reach your hand out and put the tissues on his nose. His hands go on your waist and Jackson pulls you closer. He began to look at your features. You were so beautiful in his eyes. He didn't care what they said about you. "Hey, put your head back down."

"Sorry," Jackson mumbles.

"You don't need to apologize," you say lowly. Then you realized something, his hands were on your hips. "I'll go get cold water for your nose. Keep these on your nose." While you went back to the bags, Jackson got up and grabbed the ball and walked up to you. You turned around and you face hit his shoulder. "Ouch." Your rubbed your forehead. (And if you're tall, sorry sdkjn) 

"You ok?" Jackson asked.

"Yeah," you nod. "Just sit down on the bench and put this over your nose." You hand him a iced water bottle.

"You're getting better you know," Jackson chuckles.

"Eh, not really," you shrug. 

He takes the bottle. "Why is it so cold?"

"It slows down the blood flow," you answer. You scoot closer. "You're doing it wrong. Here, let me do it." You readjusted the cold bottle while Jackson just stared at you. Unintentionally you begin to hum a song. 

"I like you," Jackson says.

"Huh what?" you look at him, trying not to show him that you're panicking.

"The song you're humming," he says. "Day6 I Like You."

"Oh that, yeah it is," you chuckle. 

You take the bottle off after a few minutes. "Did the blood stop?" Jackson takes the tissue off his nose. "Looks like it did. You feel better now?"

"Yeah," he softly smiles. He loved that you were so caring when it came to him.

"We should head back to the dorms," you suggest.

As soon as you entered, you tossed your bag on the floor, and went to your laptop. You opened it and saw your undone assignments, as well as new ones in your backpack.

You let a frustrated sigh out. "Why do I procrastinate so much?" You looked at your phone. Even though you had just saw Jackson, you wanted to hear his voice. You sighed and looked back at the laptop. "It's going to be a long afternoon..."

Finally, after losing a few hours of sleep, taking a shower, and eating something small, you went to bed.