Our first recording for the show was about to
start. I was getting the last final touches of makeup done and my hair too. BamBam was just siting on the couch waiting for me to finish getting ready.
About time you finished. I felt like you were going to take another hour.
What do you mean Mr. Fashionista
Bambam was thinking of a good response to say back to her but he couldn't think of a good enough one.
Ha you can't say anything because you know I'm right. She grinned.
Now scoot over so I can sit down. These shoes aren't cute enough to obtain the pain I'm going through with wearing these.
Believing BamBam would actually listen to me, was a careless mistake. I was trust trying to get to the couch so I could sit down. But with BamBam's long legs it was difficult. I ended up tripping over them. Luckily was able to catch my self from falling flat on my face. All I heard in the background was a annoying laugh.
Wow not even going to help back up, I said while trying to re adjust my hair.
I got to take a picture of this before you move.
Click
BamBam snapped a picture of with his phone.
Delete it right now BamBam ! I glared at him.
Why ? What are you going to do about it ? He smirked.
I'm going to do this. I jumped on him and started to grasp for his phone. But he was at an advantage with his long arms. Man will this kid be anything else besides legs and arms.
I'm not going to delete it !!
YES YOU ARE !!
Jimin you don't even scare me one bit.
Oh we will see about that.
I started to pull his head down, so I could reach the phone. BamBam started to pull the sleeve of my shirt at the same time. Making it really difficult for my to reach the freaking dang phone. He pulled my hair, I pulled his hair, he yanked on my sleeve, I yanked on his collar. We were going back and forth, over the picture.
*knock *
*knock*
The set is already for the show to begin. My manager said walking in.
We both turned to the door and froze.
I saw our managers paperwork fall on the floor.
I was on top of BamBam on the couch. My thighs were on his legs. His hands were on my waist. My hands were on his neck. Our clothes were messed up because of the brawl we had over the picture.
"Umm .... what are y'all doing "
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It's All Or Nothing
Não FicçãoBambam and Jimin's managers tell them that they are going to be doing a tv show together called BamMin TV. The managers believe that's all thats happening, however something between them blossoms and they can't control. It's all or nothing.
