GOT7 Imagines!

Girls Girls Girls

JB x Reader-
Genre: Romance

It's hard dating a celebrity. Especially a hot one. And I know, I know, I shouldn't get mad. It's not his fault that these girls are all over him, they're just fans. But I can't help it, okay? It's just that everywhere it's girls girls girls!
And this time was the time this tiny bomb of love exploded.

I was going to visit my boyfriend, Jaebum before he went on stage. But I did not like what I saw. When I walked into the prep room, there was my beloved in a chair with a makeup artist closer than I've ever seen one.

JBs POV--

A familiar face walked into the room. "Ah, Y/N!" I stumbled from my chair, accidentally bumping the artist to the ground.
This probably didn't look too good. A young girl being kiss-close to me in front of my girl-friend... I already knew what was going to happen but I tried my point anyways.

I glanced at her who I just knocked onto her butt. "Ah, jagiya, one sec!" Let out a hand that the makeup artist took but could hear Y/N say "Nevermind, take your time..." In a boiling scowl followed by quick rapid footsteps.
I dropped the girl as she was halfway to getting up "Mianhe!" I apologized flustered, running out the door to catch my turtle of a girl-friend.

"Y/N!" I shouted. "Yah! Y/N!"

Your POV--

I was hiding in the janitors closet. I knew he was bound to find me. There would be no clues but the genius man could do anything. Yet I stayed determined anyway.
And as I expected, I saw the door open, spilling a beam of blinding white light from the hallway into the closet with a creak.
But it wasn't JB.
The tall, tree like man that I knew but couldn't recognize in the dark closet grumbled to himself, "Jinyoung, how could you spill my foo-" He flicked on the light, grabbing the small broom and matching dustpan and spotted me huddled in the corner. He ruffled his dark bowl-cut, confused then looked out the door. "Hyung! Your girl-friend's hiding in the closet!" Then he strolled out.

Only seconds later, the door burst open again.
"Yah!" This time, it was him and he was pissed. "What is this, hide-and-seek?!" He grabbed me by both arms, lifting me up onto my feet and moving me to the side to pin me to the door to close it. It looked rough, but it was really painless. He would never hurt me. I furrowed my eye-brows, crinkling my nose for a second and averted my gaze to the bucket in the corner instead of him who was only a couple centimeters away. "I can't just keep making JYP PD-nim keep getting me new staff just because you don't like them..."

That made me feel really bad. It was like words shot through my head like arrows even though it wasn't much. I now knew how big of a negative impact I was causing JB and the people in his life. And it's almost as though he could tell what I was thinking throwing the tears that teased to come out. "Look at me." He demanded, sternly, taking my chin and making me face him. Our lips were so close and I could his hot breath on the tip of my nose. "Don't cry, okay?" He lifted my head into the crook of his neck. His voice was soft and quiet, almost as though he was whispering. "Just know that not all girls know that I'm yours..." He pecked my shoulder before concluding.
"But I know."