Got7 at 27

10 Meet the Parents

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It is Saturday, a rest day for most of the guys except for Bambam and Yugyeom who each had most work on weekends . Bambam in his fancy Thai Club and Yugyeom, instructing at his Dance School. JB, and JR had agreed to help prepare for dinner at their place, with your parents arriving in the late afternoon. Youngjae had been pulling long nights without Mark and Jackson for his upcoming album preparation as a solo artiste.

You decided to take a little time for yourself before the folks arrived.

Heading down to the nearby cafe, where JB once bought you those lovely pastries, you decide to have a look yourself. Stepping into the aroma of freshly baked cookies and bread, you were greeted by a warm smile of a young girl. She had dark skin and bright cheery eyes.

As it was still early, the crowd had not come in and you could leisurely browse the fresh bakes that were on display.
While you were at it, your phone rang the ringtone of none other than Mark’s voice - 'It's not werkin, so stop frontin', I know you want me let's start talkin'…..

Fumbling to pick it up quickly as it started getting the attention of the young girls, you hurriedly walked to a corner to answer the call.

Mark: Hey Babe.
You: Hey! Did you mess with my ringtone??
Mark: Yeah, so you’d hear my voice and quickly pick it up. It worked didn’t it?
You: Oh gosh, that song was from ages ago!!! It’s gonna reveal my age!
Mark: Yea but that’s still the one you like isn’t it, anyways where are you? Shouldn’t you be calling your boyfriend if you’re heading out?
You: How did you know I was out?
Mark: Obviously, I even know that you went out with 2 different coloured shoes.
You: (looked down and saw that you wore a black shoe on the left and a blue one on the right - GASP)
Mark: HA… anyways, I’d like one of whatever you’re getting for yourself.
You: (Looked around the roadside of the cafe and spotted a sunglass-ed and fully dressed hip-hop Mark, leaning against the wall across the street) Alright… I’ll be there in abit, but I don’t think you should be standing there just like that, why don’t you head up first? I’ll follow along.
Mark: Nope. (+pout) I’m not going without you.
You: (Laughs) Please, I don’t want to be hounded by fans in the morning, you can wait in the lift if you really want to.
Mark: Alright then, don’t take too long aight?
I’m shivering already.

With a laugh you hung up and shooed him off while he pulled his beanie over his eyes and went into the apartment lobby to wait for you.
You couldn’t risk it even though it was just a street away.

Despite of how the group had already toned down on their TV appearances for awhile now, the fact that the whole Got7 could be seen moving in and out of this apartment, led to some of them camping out at the cafes just to stalk or sometimes attempt to sneak in just for a glimpse. It was a good thing both Mark nor Jackson lived in this apartment since both of them had the most crazy fans.

Picking out the pastries, you head to the girl to make your payment.

"That would be 15 dollars." As you took out the notes you noticed the girl had an  IGot7 keyring attached to her pocket. It was something you recognized as you had once back in the days where the boys had necklaces with their names on them.

"Are you a Got7 fan?" you asked her.
"Yes, I am.. are you too? I heard your ringtone just now,.. I have the same one too." She giggled a little shyly.
"Haha, that’s nice. You must see lots of Got7 fans around here as well, since they frequent this cafe?"
"Well, yeah and that was partly the reason to work here too."