Bambam went up to my room and shook me awake, I groaned as I placed my pillow over my head, “go away” I grumbled as I tried to shoo him off. “6Mix and Got7 is coming here soon, we have to make it look like we came here together” after hearing that, I shot up from my bed and raced to the bathroom.

“What’s the reason why they’re coming here?” I asked Bambam as I finished washing up. He was at the kitchen cooking millions of dishes. “It’s Mark’s birthday” Bambam answered without taking his eyes off the pans.

“Is it?” I went up to the fridge where the magnetic calendar was; sure enough it was September 4. “Omo… I didn’t get anything for him” I bit my lip and tried to think of stuff I could make as a birthday present.

“Help me cook breakfast that could be your present” Bambam came behind me and put on an apron for me. I turned around as he tied the knot securely, that’s when I noticed how close we are, by the look of Bambam’s expression I think he noticed too.

 “Um… let’s continue cooking then…” Bambam cleared his throat as he walked to the stove.

Everything was cooked; everyone was here except for the birthday boy. Cecilia volunteered to wake him up and that’s where he was right now.

“Here” Jr handed me a pink box that was tied cutely with a white ribbon.

“What’s this?” I asked as I accepted the box.

“It’s just a thank you present for helping us… and an apology present for what the antis did to you…”

“Mark told you?”

 Jr nodded, “he told us since he thought we needed to know but we didn’t want to let you know that we know since we thought you would still feel guilty”

 “Oh…” I tapped the box, eager to see what was inside. “Can I open it?”

“Sure, go for it” Jr smiled. I carefully undid the ribbon and opened the box, inside was a white Fujifilm instax mini.

 “Wah~” I grabbed the camera out and looked at it more closely.

“It’s just a little thing...” Jr scratched his head shyly.

 “I love it; I always wanted one of this!” I squealed.

“Well I’m glad you like it”

“Aish, what’s with all the noise for? Why are you guys here?” Mark grumbled as he reached the last stair.

“It’s your birthday… we came here to celebrate!” Yugyeom beamed.

“It’s just a birthday… it’s nothing special” Mark mumbled.

“Oh shut up, I know you’re happy that we’re here. Look how much Yoojin cooked for breakfast, doesn’t it look delicious” Lena pointed at the dining table that was filled with different types of delicious food which was all cooked by Bambam not me but Bambam doesn’t looked like he mind that I got all of the credit.

“oh please, she only cook all of this because she doesn’t have any present for me” Mark chuckled to himself as he made his way to the dining table.

“I hate you” I harshly pulled a seat that was far from him and plopped down on it.

 “Oh you two…” JB sighed helplessly and sat beside me; the rest of the gang laughed and took their own seat.

“Has your parents called you yet?” Youngjae questioned as I stuffed his mouth with seaweed soup.

“No, they’re probably busy, but it’s cool, I’m used to it. All of my past birthdays is just them wishing me a happy birthday and just gives me money then they go back to work, this would actually be the first time that I celebrated it with other people” Mark shyly answered.

 “The first… but I thought you guys have been buddies for a while?” I tilted my head to the side.

“That’s right, but you see, whenever it’s his birthday he never says anything or invites us. Cecilia came up with an idea to surprise him and we all agreed” Jackson explained.

 “Ah, so, this is your idea huh?” Mark eyed Cecilia who nodded confidently.

“That’s right mister, and since this is your first time celebrating it, we are going to make sure you will never forget this day in your entire life”

 “really? Then I’m looking forward to it” Mark smiled.

We went to the place that Mark loves the most, which ‘shockingly’ was the arcade. We spent over 2 hours just playing games and having fun. Since I barely went out I didn’t really knew how to play the games so I always had to ask for help.

 Jukyung and I weren’t very good at killing the zombies, we would crack up every time it would be game over just after 1 minute. “You’re holding it wrong and your position isn’t good as well” Mark came out of nowhere and held my shoulders and made my body face the right while he taught me how to hold the gun properly.

 “Try it again”

The game started again and a zombie pop out and surprisingly killed it. “Oh yeah!” I beamed, I was too busy celebrating that I didn’t notice the other two zombies that pop out.

“Oh, zombies!” Mark started to kill the zombies while I was still holding it.

 I was frozen, his chest was pressed onto my back, and his hand was on my shoulder while the other one was on top of my hand that was holding the gun. I looked up and his face was millimetres from mine.

I cleared my throat and shook him away; “I wanna try another game” I walked away from him. My body was started to feel so hot, and my cheeks were burning. “Omo… what is this? Why is it so hot?!” I clasped my cheeks and puffed out. “Girl, I saw that… I saw what happened between you two” Jukyung pointed at me then at Mark.

“What are you talking about?”

 “Oh come on, don’t pretend you don’t know what I mean” she winked at me, “I sense chemistry between you two”

“Y-Yah… stop it. We don’t have ‘chemistry’, he was just helping me. Anyways, we hate each other” I pushed Jukyung away who started to giggle, “the more you hate the more you love” she quickly ran off before I could choke her.

 “Yah! Come back!” I shouted.

“What are we even doing here?” Youngjae looked around as he got out of the taxi. “You said us girls could pick, and we decided that this is the place we wanted to go, got a problem with that?” Jeongyeon arched a brow.

“Ani…” Youngjae sighed and stuffed my hands in his pocket, “I guess we should start looking around then?” “That’s the way! Let’s go!” Jeongyeon linked arms with Youngjae and the person next to her which was Jackson and started to lead the way.

“Myeongdong… I haven’t been here for a while” Bambam looked around us. “I haven’t been here at all” I said. “Really? Then I will become your tourist guide. Come on, I’ll show you some places I highly recommend” Bambam grabbed my hand.

 “Guys, can we split up and meet each other at a café in a while?”

 Nayeon and JB looked at each other and nodded, “ok, let’s do that” Bambam grinned and started to walk, dragging me behind.

“Wont this look good on you?” he pulled out a hat from the shelf and put it on me. I did a little twirl and posed. “Daebak” Bambam laughed. I took of the hat and put it back on the shelf.

“Omo!” a panda hat caught my eye, “kyeopta” I breathe. “Do you want it? I could buy it for you?” Bambam asked as he stood next to me. “No, I meant, it will look cute on you” I tip-toed and put the hat on him. “Perfect! Wait, let me take a pic of you”

 I took out the gift that I got from Jr out of my bag while Bambam took a duplicate hat off the rack and put it on me.

“Wha-”

“the photo will look better with you in it” Bambam took the camera off me and put his arms over my shoulder.

 “hana.. dul… set” he gave the camera a cute wink and took the photo. I noticed in the photo I was only looking up at him. I was curious, he was so close to me yet I had no reaction. Everything felt so normal. I think… I fell out of love from Bambam.

“Why are you only looking at me?” Bambam pouted as the photo came out. “Uh… I was shocked” I stammered. “I look ugly, throw it away” I attempted to take the photo off him but he shook his head, “I like it, I’m keeping it” he gave the camera back at me while he kept the photo.

 “Fancy seeing you guys here. What’s with the couple hat?” both me and Bambam turned around and found Cecilia and Mark walking up to us. “Oh hey guys!” Bambam waved at the two. “We’re just mucking about. Did you come here to buy some snapbacks?” Bambam took off the hat and I did the same.

 “Hmm” Mark nodded and walked passed us to the back of the shop. “See you guys later, yeah?” Cecilia patted my shoulder and went to where Mark was. I saw Bambam looking at Mark and Cecilia; I had a feeling that he was jealous.

“Come on, I wanna check that clothes shop you were talking about” I pulled Bambam’s sleeves, making him look at me. “Oh… okay. Let’s check it out” Bambam nodded and we both exited the shop.

“I noticed I haven’t really helped you with the whole Mark thing. I’m sorry. I feel like I failed as a friend” I muttered as I looked through some racks of shirts. “It’s okay. You do help me though, like how you always try to make me sit next to Mark, you help me get some alone time with him sometimes as well. I already appreciate those things, you don’t need to feel bad” Bambam replied as he watches me.

 “Well… I wanna help more…” I sighed and pulled out a shirt then put it back. “Well then… you could help me by telling me what would be the perfect partner”

 “Perfect partner?” I echoed.

“Hmm... like the things they do for the other, the things they say etcetera”

 “Ah…” I nodded understandingly, “well in my opinion the perfect partner would always be there for the other, they should always listen and comfort if the other one is sad or depressed, they should make the their love one laugh easily and always make the other have fun it makes the one that they are with feel comfortable with that person. Also, the most important thing is to trust that person and to always support the one they are with. Without trust there is no real relationship”

Bambam looked at me, taking in all the things I said, “Trust…” he echoed.

I nodded, “hmm, trust”

“What about… what’s your ideal type?” Bambam followed me as I went to another rack of clothes, “my ideal type? Easy… someone who could make me laugh. I don’t really care what you look like etcetera; I just want to be with anyone I could easily get comfortable with. Like you” I smiled at him. Bambam gave a small smile back.

“I wonder if Mark’s ideal type is something like that” I tapped my chin and tilted my head, “but you know what Bam? Just be comfortable with Mark, if you’re comfortable with him and if the mood is always happy and up then everything is good” I looked out the shop’s window and saw Mark and Cecilia walking past.

 “Perfect” I grabbed Bambam’s hand and lead him outside.

 “Wait up!!”I yelled, which made Mark and Cecilia look back, “oh. Yoojin-ah” Cecilia waved her hand, “bumping to each other like this again”

 I laughed, “how about we swap partners? I need a girl’s advice for picking out clothes and the boys can hang out with each other” I offered.

I felt Bambam pinched me, I hissed quietly while I rubbed it,

“what the-”

Bambam sent me a ‘what do you think you’re doing look’, I grabbed his hand and squeezed it; “it’s alright. Besides it’s a good chance to spend some time with each other” I whispered to him reassuringly.

“B-B-But…”

 “Ani, no buts” I let go off his hands and skipped to Cecilia, “how about it?” I asked both of them. “Why not” Mark shrugged, Cecilia nodded, “let’s go then” she linked arms with me and we started to walk off, as we walk past Bambam I gave him a smile, “fighting” I mouthed.

Third Person POV:         

Yoojin and Cecilia walked inside Cecilia’s favourite boutique. “Wah… pretty” Yoojin looked around the place with her jaws open. “It is right? I’m not really into those girly bright short dresses, but I would say the clothes here are really cute” Cecilia followed Yoojin around.

“is there any shirts for women in their late 40s?” I asked Yoojin. “There is but why? For your mum?” Cecilia beckoned me to follow her, “hmm, she’s in hospital right now and she’s looking really gloomy these days” I replied. “Oh, she’s in the hospital. What for? Did something happen?”

Yoojin told Cecilia everything, from what the doctors said to her health right now.

“I hope everything will turn out fine” Cecilia sent Yoojin a gentle smile. “Oh here, this is the rack of shirts that you might be looking for” Yoojin nodded and started to look through while Cecilia sat down on the bench that was beside it.

 “I’m jealous” Cecilia blurted out, Yoojin looked at her filled with curiosity, “I’m jealous of your relationship with your mum”

“Why? Don’t your mum and you get along?” Yoojin questioned.

 “She doesn’t have time too. She’s too busy with the company and bossiness stuff to even give crap about me. Some people are jealous because our family, Got7 and 6Mix are rich and some of us are the inheritors of our parents business saying that we have everything we want, but we actually don’t. Yes we have the money, the house all of the luxury, but then all we want is time to be with our parents, a normal happy life- that’s what we always wish for”

Cecilia shuffled her feet on the ground while she talked, Yoojin bit her lip, she felt pity of her- of them. She sat down next to Cecilia and grabbed her hand and let Cecilia pour her heart out.

“Were actually are the ones who should be jealous, everyone has a cosy home that is always lively and happy, we have an empty mansion which is always quiet and lonely. Others have parents who have a close bond with their children; we have a parent who is picking the business over us. People say that the richest people are always the ones who are picky and everything; we are like that because we were raised exactly the same way- lonely and cold. We never felt the love, the warmth, everyone wanted to be close with us because of our money, but we actually never get treated as a human being. Just like Mark, our birthday is like any other day, spent alone”

 Cecilia sighed and looked at Yoojin, “when you came to the school and started to be friends with us, we noticed we never had the love until you came, you made us happy. Mark is the coldest person because he was always abounded alone with his maids, his parents are there for him for about a week or so but that’s it, he gets the least amount of love, we did this because we wanted him to feel the love he deserves, the love he gave us…”

“Is that the reason why he’s like that?” Yoojin asked softly.

“hmm… especially after he loved someone so bad that he did everything for that person but that person only used him for money, how did you think he would feel? Of course he can’t trust people that easily after that” Cecilia bit her lip, “but I swear, because of you we could get to see his chatty and smiling face… thank you”

 Yoojin let out a small chuckle, “because of me? Really?”

“Yeah” Cecilia bumped shoulders with her, “thanks for listening to me, it feels better to let all of that off my chest”

 “It’s okay. To be honest I never thought of it as that way… I never thought the richer and higher people can have such a dark and dull life”

“Hmm that’s what everyone think” Cecilia let out a sad sigh but straightened herself out.

“Just asking out of curiosity… are you and Mark like…. You know… a thing?” Yoojin shyly asked.

“What?! Me and Mark?!! Seriously? Omo!!” Cecilia clutched her tummy as she let out a laugh. “No way… as in no way in hell will I and Mark be ever be ‘thing’”

“But you guys seem so close…” Yoojin scratched her head. “Correct, we are close but that’s about it. He and my family are alike and we get each other you know what I mean?”

Yoojin nodded, “I think I do”

“Besides, there’s already someone…”

“Oohh~ Who? Tell me!! Jebal!!” Yoojin clasped her hand together and smiled at Cecilia, waiting for her answer. “Nope, I’ll tell you when I’m ready… and when you get yourself together” Cecilia shyly replied.

 “Arraso… but what do you mean by ‘get myself together’?”

 “You’ll see” Cecilia just smiled at her, “have you pick a shirt already?”

 Yoojin shook her head, “not yet. But I wonder how the guys are going?”

Mark and Bambam strolled around the streets of Myeondong, looking through some shops on the way and did a little bit of window shopping.

“How about this one?” Mark suggested as they stopped inside a shoe shop, “okay” Bambam nodded and they both entered the shop.

The moment the two of them went inside the shop, a group of girls that was inside began to gossip about them, some of the workers inside were also ogling them. “Nike?” Mark asked Bambam who nodded.

Mark led the way, towards the Nike section which was on the far right corner. When they walked past the girls one of them cling onto Mark.

“Ah… oppa… I just wanted to ask…. Which shoe fit me better, this one or this one?” the girl put her legs on the bench which was across from them, blocking their path and eyed Mark in a ual way who just rolled his eyes and pushed her legs away.

“Don’t get into peoples way again, it’s bothersome” Mark pulled Bambam’s wrist forcefully who ended up nearly falling on him. “Sorry” Mark whispered as he help straightened Bambam up.

“Don’t call random people oppa also, and if you continue to show your legs to people you don’t know like that makes you look like an easy girl. We guys hate that, am I right?” Mark nudged Bambam who let out a weak ‘yes’. The girl gasp as soon as Mark called her ‘easy’ but Mark chose to ignore it and continued in his way.

“How dare he?!” the girl shrieked, her friends quickly hushed her down quietly.

“I hate girls like her” Mark muttered to himself.

 “What was that?” Bambam asked.

“Nothing” Mark smiled at Bambam, “I was just saying that I hate it when girls like her think that by using their body and showing it like that, they can easily get guys. It really irritates me”

Bambam looked back to the girl who was still sending Mark dirty looks. “She’s pretty though… her body is pretty nice as well”

“Yeah but only the outside is pretty, the inside is pathetic” Mark snorted and grabbed a shoe from the shelf. “I don’t really care about looks… my type of girls is a girl who makes me want to be with her. she can make me laugh easily and makes me always have a happy and good time whenever I’m with her, someone who listens well and someone who could easily make my heart flutter… yeah, those girls are the best” Mark smiled to himself.

Bambam nodded understandingly and leaned against the wall with his arms cross. Before when Mark held onto him, his heart didn’t seem to thump like a ticking bomb, his head wasn’t fuzzy when they were walking next to each other, and his tummy didn’t flutter when he saw Mark smile… could it be his feelings are fading away?

“Mark… how would you know if you like anyone?” Bambam suddenly asked. Mark put the shoe that he was just looking at back in its place before looking at Bambam.

 “Why the sudden question?”

“Just curious” Bambam replied.

 “okay…. well… if you like anyone, when your with that person everything would just feel right, it would be like the everything else in the world doesn’t matter, all you could see is just that person and that person alone. If you like someone their presence would be enough to make your heart beat like crazy. One single ‘hi’, a simple wave or a smile can easily complete your day. Everywhere you are, you would always search for them. Every time they talk to you, your insides burst of butterflies, and whenever you think of that person you will unknowingly smile”

“You will always feel that your missing that person even though their image is just in your head you will melt at the sight of their face. If you had a skinship even if it’s just a small brushing of hand as you walk by it’s like they are fireworks everywhere. But let me just say this… listen to your heart… does it beat differently whenever you see the person, does it feel like your heart is crashing to pieces when you see that person with someone else? Your heart will tell you the answer you need” Mark looked down on the floor and laugh, “that was a bit cheesy, aye?”

Bambam stuffed his hands down his pocket and sighed, “Wow man, that’s pretty impressive. How do you know how to say those stuff?”

 Mark laughed, “Experience you know” Bambam looked at Mark and immediately knew what he meant. Mark ignored that look that was on Bambam’s face, “Bambam… let me just ask something? Is there a person in mind when I told you all of those things?”

 Bambam bit his lip and hesitated to answer, but Mark seemed like he knew exactly what that meant. “Well then, our Bambam, if that person was in your head then there is a high chance that you do like that person”

 Bambam just showed Mark a small forced smile, so many things were playing in his head, and it started to make him go mad. Why in the world did Yoojin’s face show in his mind when Mark was saying those things? Was it actually true? Could he actually like Yoojin?

Author's Note:

I'm actually trying to make this story... idk interesting, but its not happening TT__TT

Haha, yeah... idk what to write and my head is blank, so forgive me on this.

i know this isnt really got7 related but BTS made their comeback and it is sooo amazing!! YESSSHH, I'm an A.R.M.Y as well^^

FRICCKKKKK!! ME SO JEALOUS!! >__<