Yugyeom had the entire Saturday to himself.
Or, at least, he would have if he hadn't been dragged out of his house by his parents. They were set on taking him to Everland, an amusement park, to celebrate him getting a job. Despite him being nineteen, they still treated him like he was five.
Not that he was complaining. Everland was the fucking bees knees.
Of course, he had invited a friend to come with him. There was no way he was going to an amusement park with just his parents. He didn't want to look lame.
"These key rings are so damn expensive," Sungjun said, holding up a little key ring that said "Everland" on it. "Yugyeom, buy this for me?"
"Um, no," Yugyeom replied.
"But you have a job!"
"That doesn't mean my bank account is suddenly overflowing with money!" Yugyeom protested, grabbing the key ring from Sungjun and putting it back where it came from. "You have a job too, what the hell?"
Yugyeom was a lot louder and more talkative when he was actually with people he knew. He was also an asshole half the time, but that's not important.
"Working at my dad's pharmacy isn't a job, it's torture," Sungjun responded as they walked out of the gift shop. "How's your job, though?"
"Bad." Yugyeom stuffed his hands in his pockets as they walked. "There are these six weird guys that look like they have no idea what they're doing. I just keep quiet most of the time."
"Ok, but when do you get paid-"
"Will you shut up about the money already?!" Yugyeom shouted, just making his friend laugh.
"Where are we going now? I'm getting hungry," Sungjun said, stretching.
Yugyeom looked around before spotting a food stand a little further up from where they were. "We could stop over there- holy shit!"
Yugyeom stopped walking.
He had turned his head to look at one of the rides, but his eyes fell on the line leading up to the ride. To be more specific, he was staring at Jaebum and Jinyoung, who were waiting in line.
Yugyeom made a mental note to get his eyes tested, because he was sure he was seeing them smiling at each other when they really weren't.
No, wait, they actually were.
Were they here together?
As a couple?
Bullshit. Those two couldn't stand each other.
...Was the world ending or something? What the fuck was going on?
"Hey, the food is that way," Sungjun said, snapping Yugyeom out of his thoughts. "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing!" Yugyeom exclaimed. "Let's just keep walking and never stop walking because we need to get to that food stand which is all the way over there and away from here!" He then started to shove Sungjun in that direction, stealing one last glance at the line his two co-workers had been in.
But they had disappeared.
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A/n
idk how they did it but nct 127 made my fuckin ovaries disappear with their comeback cherry bomb o my lord
also sungjun is from boys republic because i didnt want to use jungkook because everyone uses jungkook but nOT I
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