The Opposites (Got7 Jackson, Jaebum Fanfic)

6

The morning sun shone into your bedroom window through a gap in the curtains and it meant you had overslept.

"GABRIELLE!" your brother's voice boomed in your ears as he swung open the door.

You jerk awake in shock, eyes springing open at once. You saw his annoyed expression as he fixed his shirt buttons and knew instantly you were late.

Making a dash for the bathroom, you got ready in a jiffy, grabbing whatever clothes you could see and went out of the door.

"Yah! Why do you allllllways get up late? have you forgotten we're supposed to pick your little friend today as well?" JB sighed, looking at his wristwatch while starting the car.

You gasped, quickly looking for Jackson's name in your phone. As Jb started to drive off you frantically scroll J but he wasn't there.

"Don't you have his number?" Your brother asked.

"I do but... I can't find it!" just then you recalled the message he sent and went into your inbox instead.

JB looked over at you, obviously trying to control his annoyance at how unprepared you were because of your lateness. He was almost approaching Jackson's but didn't know exact which unit it would be. You had to call him, fast.

He happened to see the message as he looked over, "BABE?!" he exclaimed in pure astonishment. "Am I missing something here??" Referring to how Jackson's name was entered in your contacts.

You put the phone on loud speaker and rolled your eyes hoping to avoid the topic, "you can ask him yourself, he keyed that in..."

J: Oh hey babe!
You: Uh, hey, (laughs and avoids JB's stare) we're here but I don't see you..
J: okay got it, let me head to the road, can you see me now?

In a distance you spot a blonde figure swinging his arms overhead, like a monkey on the loose.

JB burst out laughing and headed over.

As Jackson got in the car, he politely greeted JB and thanked him before making himself comfortable at the backseat, where he could see you from one of the side mirror reflections. He shot you a wide teethed smile that you couldn't help but giggle at silently.

A short journey later, JB turned into the school gates, "Alright Gabs, I'll try to pick you after school but just in case I can't - - "

"Ah it's no problem, I can walk her back... I mean it's the same way I'll have to go anyway.." Jackson interrupted enthusiastically. He was so eager that it almost embarrassed you.

"Oh, just as well then... Thanks for looking out for Gabby." JB turned and gave Jackson a thankful smile.

"It's my pleasure hyung." Jackson replied and caught himself at once, "Oh, sorry, I meant......... "

JB waved his hand and dismissed his worries cooly, "it's fine, so long as she's taken care of." Referring to you, as you sighed and stepped out.

"Bye JB." You waved, as both you and Jackson closed the door.

He frowned at you, "shouldn't you call him 'oppa'?"

You continued waving until he was out of sight, "that's too cheesy, Jackson."

"I always wanted my girlfriend to call me oppa though... Since I don't have a sister. " he said, somewhat disappointedly.

Both of you walked in silence for awhile more until the classroom.

Like a gentleman, he smiled and held the door open for you. Letting you make your way to your shared sitting desks.

You recognise the boy from yesterday as Mark, headed over to meet Jackson.

"Hello Gabrielle. " he waved and an equally charming smile. It made your heart flutter seeing his fair skin and cheery demeanour.

Gosh. Are all the guys here from a boyband or what?

"Oh hi..." you replied and avoided his gaze by looking at Jackson.

You watched them fistbump and exchange silent looks, as if they had already finished a conversation, Mark smirked and waved, heading back to his seat. "Later, guys."

"You guys looks close." you commented, sounding as casual as you could.

"Yeah, we go way back." he replied.

"Oh." Responding flatly, you nodded while feeling his gaze shift to you.

"He's nice looking isn't he? " Jackson asked with a laugh.

" Yeah! He sure is more than just nice.. " you blurted out without even thinking.

You saw from the corner of your eye, the smile slightly fading from his face.

Oops.
But wait, why were you feeling guilty for saying that?

"What about me? I'm good looking too right?" he turned to you with wide eyes, a sincere question hoping for an obvious answer.

You laughed at his jealous response, "you're cute when you act like this."

He frowned, "no I'm not cuuute, I'm handsome, no? You don't think so? Is Mark more handsome or am I?"
At this he ran his fingers through his hair, with a sultry expression and a lip bite out of the blue.

"Well.... " you watched,  amused, pondering whether you should tell him his biceps and sharp jawline right in your face in the early morning was making your heart race. He was being comical but you were having trouble controlling your attraction you felt for him.

Was he always this suave? Gosh those eyes. They were almost hypnotisingly beautiful. Was it really alright to feel this way?

"Oh nevermind. Yeah, Mark's really handsome and popular, I don't even think there's a single girl out there that thinks otherwise. " he sulked, reluctantly opening his books, pretending to get all diligent, unable to hide his disappointment.

You didn't talk to Jackson much after his sulky showing for the rest of the day although you knew he wasn't mad, rather just not feeling it today. He smiled and all that, but stopped teasing you and letting out his hysterical high pitched laughs at slapstick jokes from the guys.

As the last bell rang, he stood up to stretch, letting out a yawn.

"You okay?" you asked.

He smiled, "are you caring for me right now??"

You looked away and quickly refuted it with some eye rolls.

He sat back down and gave you a serious face, without a tinge of humour he tapped your shoulder to turn to face him and asked, "Hey Gabrielle, am I really not as good looking as Mark?"

"WHAT?!" You were beyond amused at the reason for his moodiness for the last half a day.

You went into a fit of laughter, grabbing his toned arm as you found him just too innocently hilarious.

He watched you while a wave of confusion took over his face, "did I say something that funny?"

In between gasps for air, you shook your head, "No.... it's just, just.... just that you're really..... Jackson, you just crack me up!"

He didn't really get it but seeing you so happy because of him made him smile too.

After you calmed down, the class had pretty much cleared out and it was just the both of you, at your desks.

With a tired smile, you leaned back into your chair, letting out a sigh as you gathered your breath.

Jackson, throughout all this, had kept his eyes on you, and you knew it. You took a few seconds to gather your thoughts, your eyes keeping tightly shut while taking a deep breath.

"Jackson, you like me don't you?"