Oh my god I'm going to my first concert and I can't fucking wait. Like I'm going to see my babies. The one and only Got7. And nobody can no longer call them flop7 cause they're bops. Fight me.
The best part is, that I'm going to the fan meet. I'll be within a 20 mile radius of my husband (aka Yugyeom), my side (aka Jinyoung), my sugar daddy (aka JB), and my children(aka everyone else).

Like jajemsnfjwjjfr. I can't even think straight. I mean would you?

Like ill be face to face with the one and only Yugyeom, daddy material, my one true love...

Okay let me stop before I can't stop myself.

But still. Just imagining the eye contact, the skin ship and the conversations I'll have with each of them, it just makes me want to pass out and die right here and right now.

But I gotta give credit to my one and only best friend. The one who made it possible for me to go to this meet and greet. That bitch is rich, she can get whatever she wants in the snap of a finger.
But I love that hoe though, even if she is a spoiled bitch.

Tomorrow is the day and I've been going through my closet for hours looking for the perfect outfit. I don't want to be one of those fans who show off their ass in the cold just to impress their idols, but I also don't wanna be one of those fans who's COVERED in merch. So what's the alternative option. A plain, asymmetrical back and white tee with blue jeans and a replica of Yugyeom's guitar pick earring. Yes, perfect. Cute, but not fangirl.

I go to sleep thinking of what could happen the next day.

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