Jackson was one of those hyungs that Bambam just adored. The man was everything he'd envisioned in his ideal type and then everything else he hadn't thought of and on top of it all, Jackson was an omega. There was only one problem that halted Bambam from confessing to Jackson, for better or worse. That problem's name is Jaebum, his loved and respected leader, and it's Jaebum's mark that Jackson's got on his neck.

Mark had told him straight up. There was no such thing as catching Carly Lee. And to be fair, Jaebum knew he was probably right. But he couldn't let down the chase - there was something that compelled him on and he wasn't going to let her go until he got all the answers he'd been clawing after all this time. 

Jackson had hooked up with Namjoon. Mark really wanted to be nasty about him, call BTS' leader out as the clumsy, idiot dork that he really was, but watching the way he made Jackson smile, the way her face would light up whenever he called her or her soft little giggle from the top bunk which meant he'd texted her goodnight back . . . He couldn't bring himself to be that much of an .  (Sorry to anyone who read this before. It's actually finsihed now, properly.)