The Mask She Wears [GOT7 x Reader]

Chapter 1: The Call

I haven't heard from my so called best friend in like three days. Honestly I'm freaking out a bit, he seriously calls me or texts me everyday. In the three years we've been apart he's never missed a day. It was our daily routine; get up, shower, call each other, then throughout the day text when we can. I keep wondering if I did something to him, but then again I honestly have no clue what I could have done. This idiot is about to die if he doesn't talk to me.
I sighed, "Thinking about all of this is making me depressed..."
"But seriously what did I do?!?" I screamed as I fell back on my bed.
I rolled over onto my stomach and stared at my phone, like this would help make him call or text. Just then my phone lit up and across the screen it read: "MyAngel❤️ Calling"
I jumped up and answered the phone with a huge smile, "Hey butthead!!! I've been worried sick about you!!! Three days?!?"
I heard his angelic laugh through the phone and he replied, "I'm sorry Princess, but I've been getting something really important together. I promise you're gonna forgive me when I tell you!"
I sat back down on my bed and sighed, "Just because you used my nickname does not mean I forgive you, but I'm listening."
"Hey it usually works Princess" I could literally hear the smile on his face right now.
"Well fine, just tell me why you haven't so much as chatted with me in three days, my dear best friend in the whole wide world."
"Alright I'll tell you. I got you a job! Here in Korea!! And it's with me!!!"
"What!!!! Oh my god!! Are you telling me the truth?!?"
"Would I honestly lie to you?!? I'm serious Y/N, check your email."
I jumped up from the bed, falling face first onto the floor, and my phone flew out of my hand. I groaned and rubbed my face, before I picked the phone back up.
"What the hell Y/N!! Are you ok?"
"Yeah I just made out with the floor you know the usual." I replied while running into my living room to get on my laptop.
"YAH! You can't make out with the floor! You have to take it on a date first."
"Why am I friends with you again? I'm not dating the floor"
He was a laughing mess on the other end of the phone, after he finally caught his breath he asked me to just check the email. So I opened up my mail and there it was. An email from JYP.

I opened the email and started reading it, I gasped once I was done reading it. I'm going to be a personal photographer for Got7. Helping the boys do little daily videos for their fans also.
"MARK TUAN!! Is this for real!?"
"Of course it's real! You are going to be our photographer Princess!"
"How is this possible Mark? Wait....Mark did I only get this job because I know you?"
"What? Of course not! Honestly I gave the idea of a personal photographer to manager hyung, but I never mentioned you. He agreed after a few hours and I slipped your portfolio in with the others he'd had picked out."
"And he agreed to letting your best friend be your photographer? That's odd."
"Well he picked yours out of all 100 he had. And when I realized he picked you, which if I'm being honest I knew he'd pick it. You're amazing Y/N."
I sighed and closed my laptop, and I could hear him walking around. I knew he was in the dorm I could hear Jackson screaming in the background.
"Mark...Does he know I'm your friend?"
"Of course he does! I'm not stupid. He was a little upset that I threw it in with the others without asking. But he honestly said yours were the best photos he's ever seen. He wants you to start Thursday."
"Wait next Thursday?"
"No this Thursday."
"Mark! It's Tuesday!!! What the actual fuck!"
"Hey language!" He laughed, which caused me to laugh along with him.
"But I don't have a place to stay there? And I just finished college, does he know all of this Mark? I'm knew to this, I mean I know I have worked for magazines before and done celebrity shoots before. But you guys are really big."
"Oh that's another amazing thing!! You're gonna be living with us!!! Here at the dorm! And yes he kn-"
I screamed cutting Mark off completely. Is this idiot serious he expects me to live with seven other guys? He expects me to move in with guys I don't actually know. His manager is okay with this! Oh my god their fans....I looked down at the floor and stood up slowly.
"Mark what about your fans...Your manager is seriously ok with me living with you guys? Do the guys know? I've literally only talked to Jackson. And don't all of you share rooms and there aren't any left?"
"Woah why do you keep killing me with questions? I thought you'd be happy...We're finally going to be able to be together again...I miss you...I need you here"
I started tearing up, because I could hear it in his voice, Mark was about to cry.
"No no Mark! I'm excited ok!! I just....some of your fans are crazy....and also it's not just your dorm it's all of you guys dorm. So it's not fair to them to be kicking someone out of a room."
"Princess, calm down. The boys know! They are super excited to meet you! They also said it would probably help me out and make me start talking more. And don't worry about the fans. We won't show you to start off with, but Hyung said it was ok if we did. He thinks you being here will be great for me also. Everyone can tell I miss you."
I couldn't keep the smile from coming across my face. The fact that I make him happy, and more comfortable makes me feel amazing. Mark's been there for me through so much, why can't I just do something for him. I couldn't turn this down, I've missed him way too much.
"Ok Markiepooh, if the guys are ok with it and I'm not going to get killed by crazy fans. I'm all in. But you sure didn't give me enough time to prepare!"
He started laughing and I was happy for that, he literally was about to cry and I knew it.
"It's ok I know you and you don't own a lot of junk so it won't take you long to pack. Jackson is really excited to finally meet and see you. Well they all are actually. They've been killing me for three years to get to see just a glimpse of you."
"That's not my fault. Coming from the guys who quote on quote said 'You're too beautiful! They'll steal you away from me. Blah blah blah'" I tried my best to imitate Mark's voice at the end.
"YAH!!! I do not sound like that!"
"Hehe I tried." I scratched the back of my head and looked down, like I would have done if he was here with me.