Jusko, basta si Bambam! Ang haba ng pangalan. Pero mas mahaba siya hehe
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Third Person's Point Of View
"Choi go for it!"
"Saranghae Jinyooouuung!"
"GO HANSEEE!"
"Wang shoot it like how you do on my pussy!" *insert lenny face*
"GOT7! GOT7!"
"Jung Subin you're so handsoooome!!!"
"CHOOOOIII BYUUUUNGCHAAAN!!!"
GOT7 is currently playing basketball with Victon. All the fangirls are being wild and aggressive. Like a shewolf on her heat. And in the middle of the chaos, there sat a beautiful guurl. She's not just a girl, she is also sleepy. In the middle of the game. Seated in front. Beautiful but sleepy. She is the sleepy beauty.
How did she end up there? Well, I don't know. Cause I, myself is sleepy too.
ANYWAY!
That beautiful, sleepy girl is named Y/n. Let's just say that she got ditched by her friend after dragging her here, saying something about going out of her comfort zone and dating someone.
While she was forcing her eyelids to stay open, the game was intense.
58-56
GOT7 was leading. 3 seconds left.
Sejun was about to pass the ball to Seungsik but Jaebum caught it. He ran and passed it to Bambam.
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He ran to the other side of the court.
1
He threw the ball from the middle. Everyone was quiet. Their eyes following the ball. It was close to the ring. Close. But it hit something else. Or someone.
Y/n's Point Of View
I hate this shit. I should be in my room. Sleeping and dreaming about the lejindary Kim Seokjin. But a bitch decided to drag me here.
I know. I can just go back to my room but I'm too lazy to do that. Plus I'm sleepy. I'll just close my eyes and block the screams of these horny girls (I'm one of those CHAROT!)
I have the blood of Min Yoongi. I can sleep anywhere. But I wasn't able to fall asleep. I did fell though.
I opened my eyes and looked around indignantly. Everyone was shocked. Every-fucking-one was looking at me.
"WHO. THREW. THAT. BALL." I said through gritted teeth.
The whole gym pointed at the— fucking hell, he's hot. The type of guy that you just want to bang and suck his c— DONT BE DISTRACTED BY HIS HOT AF BODY AND FACE, Y/N! HE FREAKING THREW A BALL AT YOU! I shake my head to push away the suuuuper unholy thoughts.
I scuffled my way over him to haul him outside of the gym and into the hallway.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know it was gonna hit you! Please don't kill me!" he besought and even kneeled down before me.
Wow, am I a queen or something?
You're his queen~
Shut up, author-nim! You're ruining the moment!
EXCUSE ME?! I—
Ugh! Just go and suck Namjoon's cock or something!
That's a pretty good idea!
(Okay, I'll stop hehe)
"Dude, stand up. I don't even know your name, yet you're kneeling in front of me. In the hallway. You're kinky, I'll give you that."
"What?! I—" he cursorily straighten up and wiped his sweat. We stared at each other for seconds. Seconds turned minutes. Minutes turned—
"Have you watched Weathering With You?" I broke the awkward silence and I can clearly see the confusion on his face.
"Uh... Well—"
"No? Great! Let's watch it. I meant together. I mean if you'd like to but I will drag you even if you don't want to go. I mean you know what I— THE POINT IS! We'll go to the cinemas on Saturday. Ok? Yes? Good. See you!" I waved at him and ran away but I crushed into a coc—ok I should stop blabbering.
THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT AUTHOR-NIM!
AT LEAST I CREATED YOU AND THIS LAME ONE SHOT!
*gasps in Korean* Y-YOU DID NOT—
끝
Wait! I didn't get to ask his name! I turned around and ran back to him.
Wag na balikan! Iniwan na ehh! Wala dapat balikaaan!
Pag di ka nanahimik sasakalin na kita!
NAGTATAGALOG KA PALA! BAT PINAPAHIRAPAN MO AKO MAG ENGLISH?!
I turned on the corner and saw him standing at the same place, staring at the space where I used to be.
"Hey!" he looked at me and widened his eyes when he saw me running to him. And me being the genius one, crushed and landed on top of him. I didn't did it on purpose, well MAYBE I did.
He grunted in pain and held my shoulders.
"Are you ok?" he looked me in the eyes and I saw— well, his eyes.
"I was supposed to ask you that."
"Your weird." he said with a gentle smile, and here he said I'm the weird one.
"Uh, I came back to ask what's your name is and I want your number."
"Oh, I'm Bambam. And my number is—
The real end
I love you all! Thanks for reading my lame one shots.
Sorry for grammatical errors and typos.
Also sorry for the suuuuper late updates!
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