Affinity // (GOT7 Markson)

Chapter Nineteen - Versus

"Don't worry. I got you guys covered." Krystal laughed, reaching for the silver flask that was pinned between her breast and her arm. "Liquid fun." she said, pouring a small amount of vodka into Mark and Jackson's cup.

Krystal was beginning to get the hang of running these events, so long as she had some alcohol in her hand and ignored most all of the people that spoke to her. The Monster Mash began to play, and Krystal immediately rolled her eyes. 'I told the DJ no cheesy festive music. Only dance hall and pop.' she thought. Immediately she slipped the flask back into her latex bra and left her two friends, heading towards the DJ booth.

As she pushed through the crowds of people, she noticed two people behind the DJ's booth, not one. There was a short boy with a mix of blonde and pink in his hair bobbing away with headphones and a taller and slimmer boy next to him poking around on the laptop.

"Hey, what the hell man? I specifically put in the email to NOT play this kind of stuff. What are we, twelve?!" Krystal shouted, tapping her hand impatiently on the table to get the boy's attention.

As the DJ looked up from the table he was hit by Krystal's beauty, and he needed a moment to fully come to grips with it. He looked as if he'd really seen a ghost.

"I want you to stick to Top 40s pop from now on, alright? At least you can't screw that up." she said, turning away quickly, her straight hair flicking towards the boys.

"B-Bro, take over for me for a second." the DJ stuttered to his friend who slid into his place once the boy stepped down from the stage.

Krystal was already halfway to the other side of the barn, doing her lap around the evening to spot anything that was out of hand or not up to her standards. Just then, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She sighed slowly, then turned around in a fluid motion.

"What." she demanded to the DJ who looked out of breath as if he had sprinted after her for miles.

"I just... I just wanted to say hello!" he spit out over his huffing.

Krystal eyed the boy up and down and sipped her drink delicately, "Hi." she snapped.

"I'm Kunpimook. But my friends call me BamBam." the shy boy spoke, moving his pink and blonde fringe to the side.

"What kind of a name is BamBam?" Krystal laughed. "Come to think of it, both names sound odd to me."

"Well, that's the thing, I'm from Thailand originally. My mom gave me that name. But BamBam is easier for people to pronounce and it sort of just stuck with me growing up." BamBam said back, smiling shyly.

"Well, BamBam. I'm busy. So see ya." Krystal said, turning her back to him for a second time before strutting away.

As she reached the food and beverage table, she did a quick one-over of the snacks that they were offering, surprised to see how beautifully decorated the cupcakes and cookies were. She had really outdone herself, she thought.

Just then Jackson came gliding by, grabbing Krystal by her shoulder.

Krystal reflexively moved the hand off her shoulder before growling to herself, "BamBam I'm serious. Get lost."

"BamBam? The fuck? Kris it's me." Jackson said surprisingly.

Krystal snapped her head backward in embarrassment. "Oh.. What's up?" she asked slowly.

"I can't find Mark, and he's not answering his phone. Do you know where he went?" Jackson said calmly.

"Ummm, no. I don't. But you know Mark, he floats around all willy-nilly getting himself into all sorts of situations. He's probably outside having a conversation with eighth graders about photosynthesis or something, that big nerd." Krystal chuckled.