Those words made your world turn around.
"I like Bambam"
Your friend had told you during school about her little crush and the encounters she had with him.
'I like him too' You wanted to tell her, but you didn't want to make the situation worse.
"That's cool." You plaster a fake smile and let her talk about how they've been meeting each other and his 'cute' texts he would send to her.
But the problem is that he's been meeting up with you too. But you quickly found out that it was just to find out more about (y/f/n)
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You both were walking down the street, back to your house, when you decided to ask the question that's been burning through your brain.
"Bambam...do you like (y/f/n)?" You ask him.
"I'm not sure." He replies. Your heart lightens, but it doesn't become as light as a feather, just yet.
"Oh...Okay. That's good to hear." You give him a small smile.
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After many days of thinking, you decide that it would be a good idea to tell your friend.
"So what did you want to talk about (y/n)?" She asks
"Uhm...I have something to tell you." She nods
"I...I like Bambam too." You breath out.
"WHAT?" She stands up, shock and anger evident on her face.
"I'm sorry." You mumble.
"Whatever" She storms out of the house and your left alone.
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You've become distant to Bambam, and the meetings you both had soon stopped, after you always say that you've been busy with homework.
But one day, he made a surprise visit to the cafe you worked at.
"I need to talk to you (y/n)" He says.
"I can't. I'm working" You mutter.
"I don't care. I talked to you manager. He's letting you have a few minutes off." You sigh
"Fine." He takes you to a seat while one of your co-workers take care of your position.
Moments later (y/f/n) comes in and walks to the both of you. She gives you a disgusted look before sitting next to Bambam and smiles at him.
"So...I found out that you liked me (y/n)" Bambam starts the conversation. You're eyes go wide and (y/f/n) smirks.
"Do you?" You nod.
"Oh..." He looks down.
"Well...I don't know what to-" You cut him off.
"Do you really like (y/f/n)?" You ask him
"Huh?" He tilts his head slightly. You sigh and repeat.
"Do you like her?" He nods.
"Great. I'll be going back to work then." You stand up but he grabs your wrist.
"But I also like you too." Your eyes widen and (y/f/n) looks shocked.
"All those times we met, to talk about (y/f/n), made me start to realize some feelings for you." He explains
"What?! You can't do this to me Bambam!" (y/f/n) yells.
"I'm sorry."
"Fine then! Choose who you wish to be with then!" (y/f/n) exclaims
Your just standing there. Doing nothing, but wishing he would choose you.
"I'm sorry (y/n) I really do like you but...I'm sorry." He looks at you and (y/f/n) smirks.
"Yeah... I'm sorry too, for ever liking you, and thinking that you!" You point at (y/f/n)
"Were my friend" You walk off.
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It's been many weeks, and you always kept your distance with the new couple. You would always, see them in the hall, acting all lovey-dovey. And Bambam, would look at you, every so often.
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It was Spring Break and you decided that you didn't want to be the nerdy girl anymore.
You went to the salon and got your hair done, you bought new clothes, and ditched the glasses for contacts. You even bought some make-up.
You went to school once Spring Break was over, and all eyes were on you. You walked into the classroom, and everyone's attention turned to you. You heard a few whistles from Bambam's friends, but you ignored them and sat at your desk.
Mark, the guy who sits next to you and one of Bambam's friends, started complimenting you and you couldn't help but fell your cheeks burn up.
When class ended, he kissed your cheek, before going to his friends. You looked back at him and he winked while all of his friends pat his back.
You turned your head, to hide your red cheeks and walked to your next class.
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Days have passed and you and your relationship with Mark deepened. While Bambam and (y/f/n)'s was starting to lose its spark.
"When will you stop staring at her?" (y/f/n) asked Bambam with annoyance in her voice.
He doesn't answer and continues to look at you and Mark acting all couple-like with each other, although you the both of you were just friends, and nothing else.
But that changed...
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One day, you were waiting for Mark and his friends. You spotted them and you walked over to Mark and handed him a piece of paper and kissed his cheek before walking away.
The note you had handed him was a confession letter, and after every word he read, the bigger his smile got.
Bambam just watched in the back of the group, with (y/f/n) clinging on to him.
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The next day, Bambam had messaged you about meeting him at the park. You were hesitant, but still decided to go.
To your surprise, you saw Mark there too.
"Hey guys." You smile and kiss Mark on the cheek really quickly, but that made Bambam's blood boil even more.
"So, why'd you text me Bambam?" You ask him and loop your arm onto Mark's and put your head on his shoulder.
"Uhm...I just wanted to...Mark hyung, can you leave for a second?" Mark walks to a bench that was far, but still pretty close.
You look at him with questioning eyes and he finally speaks.
"I like you (y/n)" Bambam says
"Uh. I'm sorry Bambam. But I can't return your feelings. You see...me and Mark are dating." You explain, with no sympathy in your voice.
"Oh...Okay."
You walk back to Mark and he kisses you and ask what that was about.
You just shake you head and smile.
That's when Bambam realized that he made a huge mistake.
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FanfictionThese are imagines about Got7. If you want to request, please message me your name and bias. You can give me a plot, or I can come up with one.