Hey, ya'll! It's your irresponsible and shitty author back at it again with something different. Different being that this work isn't mine. It belongs to one of my closest friends, Fluffy_Kittiez, who doesn't actually have Wattpad but can be found on Asianfanfics. She's such a sweet person, who took the time to write me this hilarious little one shot about markjae and the rest of GOT7. I'm really grateful for her, and I definitely recommend checking her out if you want more quality GOT7 fics.
I really hope you enjoy this as much as I did! ^-^
-take 1-
"Welcome!" the Markjae couple says simultaneously, throwing their papers up with giggles.
Mark drops his toy mic, too, and Youngjae hits him with his toy hammer.
"Hey, kid! Stop that!"
"My mic, stop touching it!" Youngjae began to hit Mark faster and whining, and Mark just sat up and stared at the camera with a pout. Youngjae pulled his mic out of his hand.
"I'm gonna eat it." Youngjae says, opening his mouth big enough to fit the mic.
"We're normal, ain't we?" Mark looks at the director.
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--take 2--
"Hey! Welcome to the GOT7-" Mark throws his papers so high this time, they fall right on Youngjae's head, and when he tries to take them back, one of the lights falls on Jae's head.
And Mark got a paper cut.
"Cut!" the director sighs as Mark bites his lips, staring at Youngjae's motionless body.
"J-Jae? Babe?"
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---take 3---
"Hey there! Welcome to the GOT7 questionnare!" Mark says cheerfully, while Youngjae smiled at the camera.
"Jae, its your turn to say something." Mark audibly whispers, and Youngjae looks like he broke out of a trance.
"Huh? Oh, hey, yeah! So uh...my name is...it started with a Y...perhaps Yug-"
"You have Mark Tuan and Choi Youngjae with you, two members of the infamous group, GOT7!" Mark said, instead of Youngjae, who literally just woke up from a concussion.
"Yeah, that." Youngjae chuckles.
The other memebers, who were sitting on the benches, looked worriedly at Youngjae. Sure, they saw the huge bandage on his head, but it really just made them more worried.
"Ok, so today, we'll be asking our members questions that our lovely birds want an answer to. Let's do it by age order, so that Yughoe is last." Mark says, looking at Yugyeom, who was on the first row. "Don't flirt with my boyfriend ever again."
"He didn't flirt, Mark hyung, he wanted a threesome." BamBam corrected, clicking his tongue, "He just wants to get some from Youngjae and yeah, I do, too."
"Shut up, Bamhoe. Your guys' ship name should be 2Hoe or Hoesquared." Mark said, looking over his cards.
"Wait, I want a threesome. When did this happen? When was I asked to join a threesome?" Youngjae questions, looking at Mark with the most guilt tripping look ever.
"They asked me, and I...said no. Because you're mine and ONLY mine."
"No fair. I'm never allowed to have fun."
"Fun? BamBam is a stick and Yugyeom is a giraffe. Where's the fun in that?"
Youngjae actually forgot the answer he had planned for that question, and he looked at the camera with his mouth open, ready to say something.
