The Opposites (Got7 Jackson, Jaebum Fanfic)

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(Sorry guys this took awhile, it's Chinese New Year so just have fun and don't get too bored! The fluff is coming just bear with some narratives first... wait for it!! Let me know how what you think of this part!)

The city centre was just a couple of minutes drive from your house but it looked like it belonged in a different world.

It was like an upscale shopping district mashed with a childhood wonderland of goodies. It was no wonder that the kids in school had such trendy tastes that looked like they popped out of a fashion mag.

JB saw the look of surprise and excitement in your eyes as he drove around to get a parking lot.

He smiled, "aren't you glad you moved here?"

You gawked and nodded wordlessly, eyes filled with the colourful sights of rows and rows of cafes, clothes, cutesy stuff, and what seemed like a never ending display of attraction.

JB finally pulled up into the cinema and opened your door. "This way missy."

"Oh, we're here?" you blinked and grabbed your jacket, hopping out of the car.

JB ruffled your hair, "yah, get a hold of yourself. We're here for a show, not to buy over this land."

You laughed and punched him playfully in the rib. Your eyes never leaving the cute snack stalls that screamed for your attention.

Walking straight towards the ice cream parlours, you pointed at the largest cone and looked to your brother.

"You're kidding me. Those are for kids, Gabby..." a look of disgust covering his face.

You pouted and swung his arm like a whiny girlfriend. "But I haven't had these in forever... You used to get me these last timeeeeeee"

"Like you said, Gabby.. " he gritted his teeth,"that's the PAST." He grabbed you by the shoulders to change your course and walked you forcefully in the opposite direction.

You looked longingly at the whimsical candies, at your back, to the amusement of the girls over the counter.

"Look, look, there's an arcade!" JB dragged you into the neon lit basement with all sorts of sights and sounds. He was obviously liking it better than you. But you obliged anyway to play a few games with him.

You noticed a few girls sneaking glances at you both, presumably at your rather good looking brother.

"Hey JB I think those girls are checking you out!" you shouted at him over the commotion.

"What? Check me out? Yeah, check out my high score!" his eyes were glued to the machine, sheer excitement taking over whatever coolness was left in him.

You rolled your eyes at his dorkiness, that was the real kid among you both, hidden under a chic cool image.

"We gotta go soon Gab! Is it time yet?" he screamed while finishing up the game, and trying to get your attention.

You flicked your wrist and saw that it was indeed time to go.
"OHMYGOSH! Yeah it's time!" he reluctantly let a little boy take over his game, and made a run for the theatre.

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(Jackson's house)

Going into the underground basement, Jackson went straight to lift some weights and get his pumped up adrenaline some release. He stared straight into space, his thoughts a million miles away.

"Welcome home young master." A male voice entered the room. "It's time for your--" it was his family butler, William.

"Young master? Master Jackson?" he spoke in a clearly foreign accent, noticing that Jackson was distant and unresponsive unlike his usual. He was staring into space, with a silly smile plastered across his face.