Group: GOT7

Member: Junior

Theme: Angsty Fluff//Arguement

Length: short/drabble/novella/long/novel

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It’s been a few weeks since you got to see him. He’s been working until late recently, and you hardly got a chance to see him. You two have been dating for nearly a year, and it was the first time you hadn’t seen each other in so long. You would usually call or skype, but he’s been so busy with work that he doesn’t have much time for even those. Since your boyfriend, Junior, had been working so much for GOT7, you decided you’d pay him a visit on one of his shorter days.

Having texted Jaebum ahead of time to let him know, you made your way to their dorm. When you knocked, Mark opened the door.

“Oh, hey y/n, come in,” he said, moving from the entrance to let you in. You walked through, took off your shoes, and went into the living room.

“Hey guys,” you greeted the rest of the boys.

“Hey,” they replied back. They started to ask why you were there when Junior wasn’t, and how you’ve been. Not long after, they agreed to watch a movie, and you were welcome to join them, which you did.

You sat on an end of the couch, right next to Mark. While you were friends with all of them, Mark and Jackson were the members you felt closest to.

About an hour into the movie, when it was about 10pm, you heard a knock on the door.

“I’ll get it!” Bambam declared, getting up from his spot to answer. When he opened the door, you heard a sigh and some inaudible mumbling. As you were about to get up, you saw Junior’s face, and he looked back at you.

“Oh, hey y/n,” he said tiredly.

When the members sensed the tension in the atmosphere, Jaebum paused the movie and said, “We’ll let you guys talk…” After he said that, they all power walked into their own rooms and closed their doors quietly.

“Hey, I thought I’d drop by to see you,” you said with a smile, “I feel like I haven’t seen you for a while.”

“Yeah, well…work. What am I gonna do?” he replied flatly.

A short, tense silence followed after.

“Would you like me to make you some tea while you go clean up?” you offered. He shook his head, declining. Yet again, it was silent.

You wondered why your boyfriend, of nearly a year, didn’t seem excited to see you. You haven’t seen each other weeks and hardly talked, but he doesn’t seem happy that you’re with him. You had to make a mental list of why that could possibly be. I didn’t cheat, I didn’t get him fired, I think his parents like me, he didn’t cheat…

“I thought you’d be a bit happier to see me…” you expressed your disappointment to him.

“Well I just got home and I’m tired,” he retorted. You felt it, the anger slowly starting to rise in your chest.

“Too tired to say, ‘Hey babe, I missed you! Thanks for showing up!’?” you sassed.

“Look, I’m stressed and tired right now and I’d appreciate it if you could just-” he stopped himself.

“Just what? Huh? Just go? You want me to leave? Fine, I got it. I’ll leave you alone.” You turned away from him and grabbed your things.

“Wait, Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that,”

“Bye.” You walked out the door and closed it before he could have a chance to reply.

You walked out the dorms and walked home. You didn’t live too far, so it wasn’t too much of a problem for you. Still, you admit it was a little scary to walk home in the dark.

The whole way there, the flood of tears wouldn’t stop. Every time you wiped a tear away, a new one would replace it. While walking, you realized it was stupid.Maybe I should’ve come on his day off instead… That didn’t stop the tears from falling. You were now caught on the thought, I’m such a bad girlfriend.

As you were steps away from your door, you hear someone call out, “Y/N!”

Cautiously, you turn around to see Junior, still in the same clothes.

As you were about to open your mouth, he started, “I can’t believe you walked all the way home alone! Do you know how dangerous that is? What if something happened to you?” He put his hand on his forehead, before pulling you into a hug.

“I’m glad you’re okay. I’m really sorry, and thank you for coming. I was happy, but I was put into a bad mood because of something that happened at work and so I was a little upset because of that,” he said with his mouth near your ear. After he finished explaining, he squeezed you tighter.

“Junior, you’re- squeezing- me-” you struggled. He let go, and apologized, making sure you were okay.

After reassuring him, you mentioned, “I’m sorry too. I should’ve understood…”

“No! No, Y/N, it’s okay. It’s not your fault,” he said, taking your face in his hands.

“Were you crying? Oh, 자기, I’m so sorry.” He hugged you, gentler this time. [Jagi]

“Junior, I’m okay now,” you explained softly.

“Okay, I’ll make it up to you! What do you want?”

“Just walk me to my door,” you requested.

“What? But, it’s, it’s right there!” he reasoned.

“No buts! Walk me.” In no more than 20 seconds, you were already there. Junior put his phone flashlight on so you could find your house keys and unlock the door. When walked in the house, you put on your porch light.

“Well, I’ll talk to you tomorrow?” you wondered.

“Actually, I think I have the day off, so maybe we can go somewhere?”

“Okay, sounds good! I think you should go clean up and sleep now.” He nodded, agreeing with you.

“Good night, Junior.”

He gave you a light forehead kiss.

“잘자, Y/n.”