Eighth? • GOT7 [DISCONTINUED]

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Did cha miss me? Lol tbh idk how to continue so i just left it... and i apologize for that :) I'll try to think of new plots and update as frequent as i can, please be patient with me :')

"Oh nothing much. Just fought my way into his mind and dig out all his fears." I hissed at the end as they just stared at me.
"Is that going to happen to us?" Jackson stammered, already ready to make a run for his room.
"No of course not!" I stopped short. "Well, if you want me to..."
"BYE!" Jackson flew off to I dont even know where as the rest just continue staring at me. I flipped my hair.
"I know I'm irresistible but please keep your eyes attached to your body at all times." BamBam made a facial expression as if he is going to puke.
"Diva sass much?" Mark mumbled before going off to find Jackson. "Well I'm sorry. Lol." I sighed.

"Guys, we got an interview... And it states, 'bring N/N'." Jaebum swung himself onto the bar stool and snatched Youngjae's cup of cola from the younger's hands before he even could get a sip.
"Then we just bring her." Mark shouted from Jackson's bedroom, dragging the said latter out into the living room.
"We can take our time, I mean, N/N can teleport so..." Jinyoung's voice trailed off as he slid down the corridor in his cute little bear socks, probably chasing Yugyeom.
"I'm just gonna bring N/N out. We have time to spare." Yugyeom pops out from behind the couch and motioned for me to follow him.

"I WASNT DONE WITH YOU KIM YUGYEOM!" Jinyoung shouts, reaching into the closet and taking out tons of plastic hangars.
"Wait for me outside." Yugyeom bent down and whispered into my ear as shivers crept down my spine. I merely nodded, threw on my sneakers and leaned against the doorframe. Jinyoung picked up the hangars one by one and threw them like how you'd throw frisbees. Being hella flexible, Yugyeom just bend himself out of the flying clothes hangars' way.
"Forget Yugyeom, wanna get coffee with me?"Youngjae offered, already throwing on matching sneakers. He's already wearing his shoes, so I just nodded.
"Come on, leave those two be." Youngjae purposely slam the door close and we walked to the lift.

Once we were out in the streets, Youngjae instantly swung his hand over my shoulder, protectively pulling me closer everytime we walk past some strangers.
"Your first time in Korea?" He suddenly asked, looking down at me.
"Yeah." I looked up, staring in awe at all the pretty looking digital advertisements that covers the skyscrapers and the evening sky. Hearing my answer, Youngjae pulled me even closer.
"Then the more of a reason I have to protect you. Well, the other was that Jungkook will slaughter me." He laughed his contagious hearty laugh, making me giggle with him.

We reached Starbucks faster than I would have thought. Youngjae really knows how to not focus on time. We sat all the way at the back, hidden by some veils on the entrance to the little back area.
"What do you want?" I asked, ready to get up and go buy our drinks, till Youngjae stopped me.
"I'll buy. What do you want?" He asks me, gently pushing me back onto the seat.
"I'll take whatever you take." I gage him a huge smile, something he always did to me. Youngjae stared at me for awhile before he started laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"Your cute." He just answered before leaving to buy our drinks.

As soon as he stepped out of my sight, a group of girls in HELLA short miniskirts approached me. One sat on the table, her thighs showing. All of them have their faces caked with makeup, looking alot like their faces have the sand texture.
"What are you doing with Youngjae oppa?" The one sitting on the table scowled, twirling her straw in her yogurt.
"We're just having coffee, got a problem with that, pansy?" I smirked, looking back at her as I slowly put my foot out of the seat.
"Don't touch Youngjae oppa." Another snarled.
"I already did, tons of time, saesangs." I rolled my eyes at them.
"Oh my! Look at your hair! You need some moisturiser for that." She snickered as I jumped out of my seat just in time. She tilted her yogurt as it came splashing onto the seat. By now, everyone's eyes were on us.

My turn to lead the show.

I fixed my eyes on her as I walked towards the spilled drink and scooped up a huge portion with my hands.
"I heard from Jinyoung oppa that yogurt is an awesome moisturiser for your hair, isn't it?" I slapped the content onto the girl's hair, making her screech and jump back, the yogurt staining her outfit. I scooped another bunch and gave her a hard slap.
"Refreshing, isn't it? Heard its good for your skin. Makes it sticky and glowing white." I wiped my hands clean using her skirt as I pushed her into toilet, making her lose her footing and fall on the wet floor.
"Who's next? How about you? You look like you need a plastic surgery." I pointed to another member of her gang.

"We're... good... yeah." She stuttered and helped the leader up and out of the cafe. The students in the cafe still stared at me as I snarled.
"What ya all looking at? Get back to whatever shit your doing!" I shouted as everyone scrambled, trying to act as if nothing had happened.
"N/N, I'll be honest, that was awesome!" Youngjae laughed, walking towards our seat with our orders.
"Let's go?" I tugged his shirt and looked up at him. Youngjae sighed, took the bag of orders and walked out back to the dorm, hand in hand.

A/N

In case you thought the book is dead

You thought wrong :)