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• Drama : Yugyeom •

With tired eyes and warm duvet covers draped over you from the waist down, you had decided to check your Instagram feed before going to bed. You were also very excited since your boyfriend, Yugyeom, would be back on a short break from tour tomorrow afternoon.

You couldn't wait to feel his arms wrap around you, his body heating your soft skin. His tender, sweet kisses against your lips. You suddenly came across an update by a GOT7 fan account of a video uploaded not too long ago. You watched the screen as a compilation of snapchats were playing of Mark, Yugyeom and BamBam at the Tuan household.

The first Snapchat was of Yugyeom, slouched in a chair. He looked exhausted, yet relaxed at the same time. His face was red, and you assumed it had to be because of the sun. He was quite pale, so you knew that he would get easily burned, and that it would be very visible.

You saw some of Mark's friends and remembered what many fans were saying about them being disrespectful at the recent GOT7 concert they had in California. You threw that thought aside and focused solely on the fact that they were having a good time.

You heard BamBam say something barely audible, and heard it as the n-word. "Boi," you said, letting out a little scoff afterwards and half smiling. Seeing that it was past 1 in the morning, you set your phone down on the bedside table, and snuggled under the covers, soon drifting off into a wonderful sleep.

Time Skip

You slowly opened your eyes halfway as light poured into the room. Rubbing your eyes, you picked up your phone. 12:58 in the afternoon. You had slept in pretty late. There were tons of notifications from Instagram on your lock screen, all of them being someone tagging you on a post or messaging you.

You swiped on a random notification, putting in your password. You could not believe what you saw.

• "BamBam bashed for saying the n-word."

• "Yugyeom underage drinking."

• "Yugyeom called fat."

• "The end of GOT7."

• "Mark's friends showing up drunk to their concert, flipping Mark off on stage."

• "Mark's friends are snakes."

Your heart shattered into a million pieces. All you had done was fallen asleep, and now all this shit had stirred up. You didn't understand why these people were doing this. People who claim to be fans, hating on members they're supposed to love and support.

Every time the thought of the boys reading this made your chest tighten with sadness and anxiety. You tossed your phone on the bed, getting up and going into the bathroom to turn the shower water on. You hoped to try and relax, but your mind was bogged with all this drama. A storm cloud of so many negative emotions.

Time Skip

After brushing your teeth, you sat back down on your bed. You were scared to look at your phone, and all you wanted was to hear the voice of your beloved boyfriend. You clicked on his contact number, putting the phone up to your ear. It immediately went straight to voicemail.

Your phone buzzed, indicating that you were getting direct messages on Twitter and being tagged in even more posts on Instagram. You opened both apps, not expecting it to be what you saw.

• "You better not have broke his heart to make him drink like that. I swear I'll kill you."

• "Did you fuck up and make him try and drink his problems away? Wait, why am I even asking? Of course you did."

• "This is probably all your fault. You don't even deserve him!"

You shut your phone off, protecting yourself from more hateful messages and comments. Tears stung your eyes before trickling down your cheeks, dropping on to the covers.

You heard the front door unlock and open before shutting. A bag being plopped down on to the floor. Sniffling. Crying. You left your bedroom and peeked into the dinning room. There you saw him. Yugyeom sitting in one of the chairs, head resting in his hands. A sigh escaping his lips.

He looked so broken. It hurt you more than anything ever had in your whole entire life. You slowly made your way into the dinning room, standing 5 feet away from him. "Yugy," you sniffled. He looked up at you with red swollen eyes, standing up out of the chair. You held your arms out, like a child beckoning for their mother. Yugyeom scooped you up, holding your body so tight as if he thought he would lose you any second.

You wrapped your legs around him as he walked over to the couch, lying down with you in his embrace. His breathing was choppy, and you could hear his heart beat fast against his chest. "(y/n)," he cried. "I know, baby," you whispered.

"None of those things are true. I wasn't drinking. I was just tired. What's gonna happen when our manager finds out? When JYP finds out? I'm so scared." You could hear his voice shake with emotion. Entangling your fingers in his hair, you gave him a long passionate kiss before speaking, "Everything is going to be okay. I'm here with you, and I'm by your side. No matter what, I'm here for you."

He gave you half a smile before planting a chaste kiss on your lips. "How did I ever get so lucky to meet someone like you?" Yugyeom smiled.
You buried your face into his chest, taking in his scent, which sent a wave of calmness through your body.

"Would you like some tea?" you asked, tracing patterns on his chest and stomach. "Does it come with a massage?" Yugyeom replied, drying his eyes with the back of his shirt sleeve. You looked up at the ceiling, pretending to think hard about it. "Hmm, sure."

"And does that come with a happy ending?" he smirked. You lightly smacked his shoulder before getting up off the couch and walking to the kitchen. "I'm taking that as a yes," he chuckled. You rolled your eyes and continued with preparing the both of you a cup of relaxation tea for a day full of cuddling and maybe a bit of love making.

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