GOT7 Fanfiction Requests

All Day I Think Of You~

Request: Bamson/Jackbam Fluff+Smut
Rating: 18+

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"BAMMIE!!!!"

Bambam could hear the scream from the other side of the dorm.

Sighing, he rolled over onto his stomach.

Maybe if he ignored Jackson, he'd forget about Bambam.

He really didn't want to face the elder right now.

But no such luck.

The door slammed open, and Jackson flounced in, settling on Bambam's bed.

He really regretted not taking Yugyeom's offer to go out to the movies now.

Jackson rolled over so he was practically squishing Bambam, lying right ontop of him.

Bambam tried to ignore the fluttering in his stomach.

He shouldn't be feeling like this.

Especially about his bandmate. Who was a boy, to top it off.

"What're you doing hyung..." Bambam complained, trying to push Jackson off of him.

Jackson just shifted himself so his entire body was pressing down on Bambam.

Bambam grunted.

He tried to shift Jackson off, but to no avail.

"Did you just come in here to annoy me?" Bambam wheezed.

"Yep~"

Bambam sighed.

Jackson moved around a little, apparently trying to get comfortable.

Unfortunately for Bambam, that also meant that Jackson's foot was rubbing against his crotch.

Bambam sucked in a surprised breath.

Great.

Jackson's foot was rubbing against his dick slightly, and it slowly began to harden.

Bambam tried to ignore it, but it became impossible.

He was a little less than half-hard by now, and trying to make it so Jackson wouldn't notice it.

He let a little whine slip after Jackson's foot pressed particularly hard.

Jackson moved so he could see Bambam's face. "You ok, bro?"

Bambam gasped out, "Peachy. I'm fine. Nothing's wrong. Everything's perfectly fine."

He tried to smile at Jackson, but Jackson's foot shifted again.

It must have showed on his face, because Jackson rolled off of him so he could face Bambam.

Bambam sat upright and crossed his legs, leaning over them so Jackson couldn't see at all.

He moved quickly, probably too quickly, because Jackson's face creased with suspicion.

Slowly, he said, "Stand up please?"

Bambam shook his head.

"Then uncross your legs at least."

Bambam's eyes widened, and he shook his head furiously.

No way in hell was he doing that.

Until either his erection went away, or Jackson left.

Jackson, however, had other plans.

"Do it."

He narrowed his eyes at Bambam.

Bamban gulped. He had seen that look before.