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The night was still young.
Jaebeom watches the stage with his undivided attention. Its been a while since him and the rest of GOT6 were able to be invited and attend a music festival all together with how messy their schedules are individually.
But Jaebeom can't tear his eyes off the stage for a different reason. On the stage, stands an extremly beautiful woman rapping like its the easiest thing in the world and showcasing her dance moves smoothly like running water, a mesmerizing, seamless flow from one move to the next. The aura she gives, and the attention she holds, makes him incapable of tearing his eyes away.
He doesn't know who that women is, but he's really enamoured. He knows he's not the only one when he glances around the table at his band mates. The five of them having different, but similar reactions to the woman rapping and danxing on stage.
She ends her performance beautifully with a high note, and he watches as she slightly wave towards them. He's not sure if it's for them or not, but he waves back with a smile nonetheless. He probably looks stupid, but he can't take his eyes off that gorgeous lady—respectfully.
He watches her as she gets off the stage—unable to look away from her—as she greets a few artist, talk with another, but she ends up walking towards their table. Now Jaebeom is a very chill and calm guy, however the sight of a very beautiful and gorgeous lady—she's even more beautiful the closer she gets—coming towards their table, is enough to send him into spiral. A single glance towards her is enough to send his world spinning out of control.
He unconsciously adjusts his collar, and checks that he looks presentable. Even going as far as checking that his breathe smells nice, before popping a mint toffee in his mouth just for good measures.
She gives them a small smile bowing her head slightly, him doing the same as he slightly stood up, as he sees her go for one of their youngests—Bambam. Now Jaebeom is no jealous man and is very capable of handling his emotions very well, however the sight of the two hugging and patting each other, is enough to stire a fire inside him.
"Bambam! Baby! It's been a while!" She greets him enthusiastically, side hugging him after they let go.
Baby? How come Bambam knew such a gorgeous lady and never introduced them? He feels absolutely betrayed.
Next to him, he feels Jinyoung gripping the edge of the table, and if he was honest, he felt the same. This was not fair.
"It has been! How come you're here? I thought you were in Indonesia?" Bambam greets her back with the same type of enthusiasm.
"This was so last minute, I tell ya! I literally knew two days ago that my manager got me into this thing! So my performance was really messy and sloppy!"
That artistic performance was messy? For a perfectionist like himself, there was nothing sort of sloppy about this performance. It was beautiful, the words were delivered perfectly, and her movements were nice and smooth. She had the attention of everyone in the crowd, he even realised after she finished that she had backup dancers with her. She just demanded the attention to be on her.
And Jaebeom told her the truth. "It was a very beautiful performance." He wanted her to know that it was perfect in every way possible. And he was rewarded when she beamed at him. Her face lightning up like a kid on Christmas day.
"Oh god! Thank you!" She giggles. "I appreciate you saying so!" She smiles kindly at him. "But sometimes the truth overtakes kindness,"
"I can assure you it was," Mark backs up. "I couldn't take my eyes away."
"Yeah! Totally blown my mind with that kick move!"
"Bamie! Don't be such a tease!" She scolds playfully, and usually Jaebeom finds himself annoyed by anyone talking like this to one of their makanes, but he really can't find it in himself. And he feels like she doesn't mean it in a malicious way. Just pure teasing and fun.
And before any of them could say anything else, she gets called away by another table. She looks back for a second before she plants a sloppy kiss on Bambam's cheek, and giving them a small wave before running away.
They all stare at Bambam as he smiles like a lovesick puppy, watching the very—extremely—gorgeous lady run off. The leader feels the jealousy radiating out of the rest of the members. All of them staring at the second youngest waiting for an explanation.
"Who is she?" Yugyeom asks, unable to wait for Bambam to realise they are staring.
"How come you know someone so beautiful and never told us?!" Youngjae fires after him.
"Beautiful? That woman was drop dead gorgeous!" Mark says.
Bambam stares at them. And their table goes silent for a while.
"That's Jackie, but she goes by Jackson. I met her through one of my shows as her company was the one in-charge, and we are kind of going out?"
"Going out?" They all but yell.
Bambam startled by their reaction, nods nervously. "Yeah, we don't have a label yet tho. It's messy and open with how our schedules go, but we try to always call and go on dates when possible," he tells them with a small smile.
Yugyeom bangs his head on the table several times causing a few artists of nearby tables to look at them weirdly. He groans as he hides his face into his hands frustrated.
"I can't believe I already lost my chance!" He whines. "To Bambam of all people!"
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" He shouts offended.
"I just think I would be a better boyfriend than you!"
And before a further fight escalates, he clears his throat silencing the entire table and gaining the attention on him.
"Why didn't you tell us you have a girlfriend?" He asks the youngest, curious and jealous mainly, but mostly kind of hurt he didn't tell them. He thought they were family to each other.
Bambam blushes at his words, causing a further fire to light up in his chest. "I wouldn't call her my girlfriend per say," he mumbles shyly.
"Does that mean I have a shot?!" Both Yugyeom and Youngjae exclaim excitedly.
Bambam rolls his eyes, but doesn't say anything further. And that's the last words exchanged between them that night as more shows roll on stage, but never catching their attention enough like Jackson's.
-0oo0-
The next time any of them had seen Jackson again, was when they went to Bambam's house to pick him up for a quick practice they hold for the group when they are all gathered in Korea.
Mark isn't really the type of person to do this type of thing, but after being threatened by their leader of confiscating his xbox, he relented.
He honks twice in the calm neighbourhood to let the youngest know he's outside waiting. He looks outside the window when he hears the door opening. And the sight he's greeted with, his jaw dropped, stunned.
Long, luscious blonde hair with blackish tips, pushed back by a pair of black sunglasses. The same beautiful lady that had him enamoured with her charms since that night at the music award show. She walks in front of Bambam as he locks the door. She's wearing an oversized dark grey blazer, with black shorts barely shown underneath it, making it look like she's only wearing the blazer. A small purse on her shoulders, as she fiddles with her phone in hand and some files along with her laptop.
Mark almost thinks he's hallucinating for a moment. He knew he was obsessed with the woman, going home on the night of the show searching every thing he could find on her on the Internet.
But he snaps out of it, when he sees her walk away. "Where is she going?" He asks the other as he gets in the car.
Bambam looks at him surprised. "She's going to work in some nearby coffee shop," he tells him.
"Call her back, I'll drop her off wherever she wants."
"Hyung, are you sure? We'll be late-"
"Yeah, Jayb wouldn't care once he knows," he says, knowing just how infatuated Jaebeom is. The entire group is.
Bambam calls her, and they see her look back. Mark drives the distance she had walked—which was surprisingly a lot for few minutes. She looks hesitant, but he reassures her.
"It's fine. I really don't mind," he tells her kindly.
She gets in the car, setting her things in the seat next to her as she takes the middle seat. She gives him a shy smile in the rear mirror and he returns it with a swift nod.
"Jackie, Mark-hyung is one my band mates and has sick vocals," Mark is confused as to why he suddenly spoke to her in English, but gets a reply a second later.
"Really? That's cool!" She beams, and Mark thinks that the sun just walked into his car. "Wanna hear it sometime, if you're in! Wait, does he know English?" She asks, cutting herself off, looking at Bambam confused.
"Yeah, I'm actually American," he tells her as he starts driving.
"Sick man! I'm Jackie by the way! You can call me Jackie, Jackson, Noona, or whatever makes you comfortable,"
"Jackie, he's older than you," Bambam snickers. And she looks at him surprised.
"Older? Wow! You look young! So, should I call you oppa?" She asks, curiously and Mark almost crashed the car at how good it sounded being called that from her.
"W-whatever makes you comfortable," he says, and curses himself that he shuttered.
The rest of the ride was comfortable after that. Mark asking where she would like to be dropped off, which turns out to be two streets away from the studio they work in when they have group activities. So he offered to pick her up and drop her off at her house.
"I usually stay at Bamie's when I come to Korea," she said, and he feels really jealous.
"Yeah, and I have to clean up after you," he teases her, rolling his eyes and snickers when she hits him on the shoulder.
"Well, he doesn't sound appreciative. You should ditch him," he smirks.
"Should I, oppa?" She smirks back as they lock eyes through the rear mirror.
And the rest was all fun and laughs. Mark really loves how her laugh sounds like the most beautiful melody he has ever heard.
-o0o0-
Jinyoung wasn't never really interested in women. He didn't want unnecessary rumors to start really. It wasn't like he went out of his way to avoid them, but preferred to keep a respectable distance when in contact with them.
Never in his life had he wanted to embrace a woman and hold her in his arms, other than this beautiful lady from the awards show a few weeks back. Never wanted anything more than to pin her against the wall and do unspeakable things.
And his surprise really when the woman of his dreams and desires just walked into his apartment following Mark and Bambam. With the former being a resident of the apartment, and the latter a frequent visitor. He quickly covers his top body, and grabs the nearest shirt around him to wear.
"Sorry for the intrusion," she says, shyly prying her eyes away from his exposed skin. He feels himself heating up.
"Jinyoung-ah, have you cooked dinner?" Mark asks as he throws himself on the couch—smirking at his misfortune and embarrassment—and they both signal towards Jackson to make herself comfortable.
"I have something on the stove," he replies shyly and he becomes highly conscious of how Jackson looks around their apartment, making a quick scan around to see if Jaebeom and Mark didn't throw anything embarrassing around or something. And relief runs through him when he finds for once a clean living room.
"When I told Bambam you're cooking, he decided to tag along and we dragged Jackie along with us,"
Jinyoung wants to know when exactly did Mark get close to Jackson, but he will leave that question for another day.
"I would have prepared something better had I known you were coming," he tells her shyly, unable to keep eye contact for long from nervousness.
"Oh, it's totally fine! I'm intruding after all!" She shakes her head with a small smile.
"None of that, anything should I be aware of?" He asks.
"Oh, yeah hyung, don't add anything related to fish, or raw." Bambam tells him. "And try to tone it done with the spice,"
"Noted,"
"Did I just hear Bambam?" Jaebeom asks, walking out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist, looking quite excited with the prospect of their makane being in their house. However he freezes up when his eyes land on Jackson sitting on their couch.
He almost dropped his towel, if it wasn't for Jinyoung holding it for him and dragging him away.
"Am I hallucinating?!" He asks, the youngest who had dragged him into his room.
"No," he removes his hand, which causes his towel to fall to the ground. He walks towards the door, and looks back before closing the door shut. "She's having dinner with us,"
Dinner was awkward at first. Jinyoung didn't know what conversation could be held with her. But he was glad to see that she didn't let the awkwardness stop her from eating. It was the last thing he would want.
"Jackson, right?" Jaebeom starts, making her look up from her bowl of rice.
She nods, swallowing the food in her mouth. "Yeah! Jackie's fine too!" She beams.
"You're so messy, Noona." Bambam tells her as he wipes some food off the corner of her lips, and puts his thumb in his mouth to lick it.
Jinyoung can't take his eyes off of her, and her glossy lips from the grease in the food. Jaebeom clears his throat.
"So Jackie," he starts then he stays silent for a while. Jinyoung could see in his eyes that he had nothing to talk about and anything he would say would 1) either sound stupid, 2) be extremely stupid.
"Where are you going after this trip?" Mark-hyung says to save him face.
"I'll go back to Indonesia," she answers as she takes another bite with her chopsticks.
"So soon?!" Bambam questions, his brows furrowing.
She giggles at his reaction. "Not soon, Bamie. I have work,"
"Jackson let's be honest here, you have work across the globe. You practically live in planes," he rolls his eyes.
"That can't be comfortable," he adds, slightly frowning. He can't imagine having to travel every few days for the rest of his life.
She shrugs, and continues to eat her plate. So far, she was only in her first plate while the rest had taken seconds and even thirds. He can't help, but be worried.
"Is the food not to your liking?" He asks, worriedly.
For some reason, her bowl doesn't seem to be reducing in amount.
She groans. "I swear it's good!" She glares at Bambam. "But someone can't stop adding food to my plate!"
Bambam acts innocent as he continues munching on his own food. She stands up, cradling the bowl in her chest. "Mark-oppa, trade seats with me!"
Oppa? What?
Him and Jaebeom stare at Mark. Their gazes making him pause his movements. "What?" He asks, confused.
Jinyoung ignore him, and turns to Jackson. "How old are you Jackson?"
"I'm a 94," she tells him.
"Really? Me too." He says surprised. "When?" There's hope.
"March 28,"
He sighs in disappointment. There goes any hope of being called oppa. It would have sounded so good coming out of her lips.
"You're older than Jinyoung," Jaebeom hums amused.
"Jinyoung?" She repeats tilting her head confused like a lost puppy. It was an adorable sight.
"Right! Forgot to introduce you guys!" Bambam says like he just remembered that—which he totally did. He points towards the leader with his chopsticks, "That's Jaebeom-hyung, goes by JayB and he's our leader. Older than you as well." He points his chopsticks towards him next, "The muscly guy is Jinyoung-hyung, and just like Jaebeom-hyung said he's younger than you with a few months."
"Nice to meet you two!" She smiles beautifully towards them.
"Likewise,"
And Jinyoung knew from this point on that he was a goner.
-0oo0-
Bambam fell in love at first sight.
He didn't know he was. Never knew he could. He didn't know what love was. He never even imagined himself to be the type of person who believed in love much less in love at first sight. But his belief was thrown out of the nearsest window the moment he saw her walk into the filming studio that day.
Bambam remembers that day clearly like it was yesterday.
She looked so capable and so confident that Bambam was attracted. But it all came crashing down the moment he spoke to her. Her voice sounding like a deep melody that melts his ears. He found himself following her with his gaze all the time, unable to look away.
The first time he saw her was in Thailand. It was for a variety show that her company handled and she was there to visit the set. She was overseeing all activities and making sure that staff was doing their jobs smoothly. She had visited the set for the four days of filming and Bambam had became an acquaintance of hers throught those blessed visits. Shaking hands and exchanging a few words here and there.
That was enough for Bambam at first.
Until the show was over. He realised he would like to talk to her every day. Be like those people she would side-hug and laugh with. He wanted to be the source of such a beautiful smile.
He wanted to be part of her life and routine. Call and text like they were more than friends. Talk about life and its troubles like they found a safe place in each other. Travel and visit the world like they were looking for a place to belong.
Numbers were exchanged. Meeting across the globe in photoshoots and fashion shows(it was destiny telling him what was he waiting for). Secret night talks till the sun was up. Moments just for the two of them to know.
Until he realised that he was in love and smitten. But he would be happy to just be involved in her life. There's no need to label it.
That's what sacrifice is all about, right?
-o0o0-
Youngjae has always had a thing of bringing a smile to people's faces.
He always did. He loves making people laugh, and watching them have fun. It's something he personally likes and enjoys. Seeing the people around him happy and enjoying themselves.
He himself had been the type of person to try to always carry a smile on his face all the time, because happiness was a choice and he choose to be happy. It doesn't mean he didn't have bad days, or never been sad or hurt. He just tried to always try and be positive as much as possible.
But someone like Jackie was happy. Was sunshine and daisies. Was the warm sunlight seeping through the curtains in the early mornings. Was the company you enjoyed no matter where you were and what you did. So seeing her walk into the studio, looking like she just fought the war before she came, hurt. Hurt that Youngjae wanted to meet whoever caused such tiredness to her.
Jackson was such a beautiful soul, in and out.
He loved seeing her smiling face, and just as much, he loved her company. She was extremely fun to be around, and even more fun to work with. Despite her being the biggest professional in the bag, she knew limits and boundaries no other producer or collaborator ever did with them when they got a chance to work together.
She's patient and listens to all suggestions no matter how small, and for the first time in a while he felt really comfortable working with someone outside their band.
So seeing her this tired brought pain to his chest, making it feel all tight and queasy.
"What's up?" He asked her, as she plops down on the couch of the studio next to him.
They were the only ones at the moment since he was the most unsatisfied with his parts yesterday. The rest would join later to continue recording.
"Men?"
"Sorry, what?" He asks, suddenly confused by why men were brought up.
She groans sitting up, looking at him to see if he was joking or not. Unfortunately for her, Youngjae really has no idea!
Then frustratingly she started explaining how she fought with Bambam this morning about how she didn't put her laundry in the basket which led him to yell at her for the first time ever, and then because she didn't have breakfast before leaving she hit the coffee shop right in front of the studio where the barista hit on her and he was really persistent in taking her phone number.
"So yeah, my day has been shit so far," she mutters, hiding her face under her arm as she leans back on the couch.
"Well, Bambam is known to be a clean freak. We are not allowed to go to his house for a reason," he says jokingly, trying to ignore the pit in his stomach over someone daring to hit on Jackson. "But you didn't eat right?" He asks, as he opens his bag to get the fresh croissants he was going to eat after recording and a way to change the subject. He will need to make sure to tell the rest, and inform them to blacklist this coffee shop.
At Jackson's shake of head, he hands her the bag. "Eat it, you'll need the energy."
"But it's yours!" She argues, frowning at the suggestion.
"Just eat it," he says exparated, prolonging the 'it' for dramatics, pushing the bag towards her again.
She pouts, but grabs one of the croissants in the bag nonetheless. She splits it in half, and hands him the bigger half. "I'll feel bad," she mumbles looking away, the tip of her ears red.
He smiles taking the split half from her, and takes a bite from it.
He notices her fiddling with her bag before getting out a small packet of tissues and handing it to him, signalling to his mouth. He flushes a deep red, and looks the other way trying to save face.
"You're cute," she giggles, standing up to go towards the recording booth. She twirls back towards him, hands behind her back and the cutest smile overtaking her face. "You ready?"
He stuffs the last bite, and quickly nods in agreement.
Who was he to ever go against his sunshine? He's just happy he got her to cheer up again.
God, he's so whipped.
-0o0o-
Yugyeom doesn't like fighting.
Especially when it's between people he cares about.
There's always this weird tension between people when they fight, and Yugyeom is hundred percent sure something happened between Jackson and Bambam. Because the way they avoid each other, or only to talk to one another until necessary is proof enough. Jackson even walked away in the middle of Bambam's recording.
Yugyeom doesn't know what happened between their members (because Jackson is a member—official or not), but its causing further tension between the rest as they're split between babying both parties—especially so with Jackson.
Yugyeom knows that Jaebeom isn't going to let the matter go, and is going to sit them down for a talk later, but he really can't wait for the end of the recording. He wants them on good terms now. He really misses watching them mess around with one another and laugh till their hearts content. He doesn't want to see those blank faces and cold eyes. It's not them.
It's not the JackBam he knows.
The rest of recording session continues with that tension and it continues to build up the longer it goes. Jinyoung was the last in the booth for today, and Jackson was the one in charge of him.
She had freshly brewed coffee next to her as she typed and recorded along the singing Jinyoung. Yugyeom had his eyes on the cup. He knew that it would be accidentally spilled if left unattended, and Jackson had a million thing going on so the last thing on her mind would be thinking about the cup of coffee.
The moment he took his off of her to look at the caller ID on his ringing phone was enough time for Jackson to accidentally push the cup, half of it falling on her.
All of them jump to action, quickly helping her. Bambam picking her up from her chair and putting her on the couch. Both of them drying her as much as they could with tissues and Bambam removing his hoodie for her to help cover the huge coffee stain on her pants, as he scolded her being unattentive enough.
"That's what happens when you don't sleep, you loose focus and do things that worry everybody!" He scolds her softly, but his tone shows how serious he is.
It was their first time seeing Bambam firm and dependable. He's always so goofy and causing trouble for them that they didn't know he could be like this. Gentle and soft. It showed Yugyeom how much Bambam loved Jackson.
The room stayed silent for a bit after that. Both of them not daring to look at the other, but he will not have it anymore.
He slips on the couch next to Jackie, and engulfs his makane buddy under his arm, getting the three of them closer. "You two should let it go!"
"No!" They both exclaim then look at one another with a frown then look away from each other huffing.
"What exactly happened?" Mark-hyung asks, curious and done with the situation at the same time.
"He yelled at me!"
"She's untidy!"
They say at the same time, but Jackie sticks her tongue out annoyed with Bambam.
"Still Bambam," Jinyoung scolds. "That's no reason for you to yell at her. She's still older than you,"
"But!"
"No buts, Bambam. That was wrong of you," Jaebeom tells him. "You should apologise,"
"How about she apologize first?!" He says frustrated.
"She forgot them Bambam, it wasn't intentional." Youngjae backs up his hyungs, Yugyeom suspects he knows what already happens if he defended their noona.
Yugyeom can feel the frustration bubbling out of Bambam. It was the first time after all, having all of his hyungs against him. Yugyeom doesn't even want to imagine how he's feeling.
"I was worried, okay!?" He yells. "She got home so late, and I slept waiting for her and she didn't even tell me that she would be late! I didn't mean to snap on her. I didn't feel her coming home, and just got so mad, I didn’t mean to." He explains in one breathe. "I'm sorry," he apologises, hanging his head low.
Jackson jumps into Bambam's arms, causing the both of them to fall back to the ground. "No, I'm sorry!" She sobs, a pitiful sound breaking his heart into pieces. "I shouldn't have made a mess especially when I knew you don't like it!"
"It wasn't the mess I was mad about. I was mad you didn't tell me you were going to be late and even when I called I kept going to voice mail," he explains further, patting her head hoping to calm her down.
But what Bambam had said caused her to cry harder, and it was harder for himself to restrain himself.
"I'm so jealous right now," he pouts.
It gets a wet laugh out of her, so Yugyeom is going to count it as a win.
She crawls out of Bambam's lap, and takes his face into her palms. "What are you jealous of, silly?" She asks him, giving him a wet kiss on the cheek.
He slowly raises his hand to wipe the tears coming out of her eyes. Her eyes are too precious to shed tears for the likes of Bambam (sorry Bambam).
That situation has proved him right once more. Yugyeom hates fights. He especially hates them even more now that it made Jackson shed tears. Yugyeom will definitely do his best to protect his Noona from here on out.
To never see her cry ever again.
-0oo0-
Jackson landed in China a week later.
She had had business talks and meetings to follow, then visited her family the week after. It was a busy week she got and she was really glad that she would have some free time to relax.
She spent her time catching up with her family, spent some time fencing with old teammates, and met up with friends to catch up on life. She had her vacation mapped out for her before she even landed in China.
But in her rare moment of silence and loneliness, she misses the guys. They filled a whole in her heart she never knew existed until she met them. Learning that being far away from them left her feeling lonely and missing them greatly like they were a piece of her that got ripped away.
She thinks she should call them. Its been a while since she heard any of their voices. Standing up to go look for her phone, she found it buried in her handbag underneath million of items she had packed with her. She hadn't used or opened her phone in days only opening when her assistant asked her to check something, but other than that she had avoided using it at all costs.
She was here too relax and enjoy her time off. She took this time to be away from being Jackson. She was just Jackie at the moment and she really wants to be so for a few more days.
She opens her phone, finding her lockscreen being bombarded with missed calls and text messages from the guys. Her eyes widen at the amount, and confusion about how she didn't at least hear one of them.
They're probably worried sick, especially with her lack of answer.
She unlocks her phone and clicks on the last number that had dialed her, which turns out to be Jaebeom's. At this point she's just calling asking to be scolded—knowing the man's tendencies.
But the man doesn't answer after a few rings, which worries her a bit. What if he was ignoring her calls as payback? She tris not to think much, and goes for the following number that had called, which turns out to be Youngjae. The younger doesn't wait for the call to ring twice before answering the phone.
"Jackie!" He exclaims, loudly causing her to instinctively flinch back at the noise.
She could hear a loud, "Put it on speaker!" being yelled in the background, and she smiles at their adorable behaviour.
"Where in the world have you been, missy?!" What she assumes to be Yugyeom yells, worriedly.
"What have we said about going MIA?!" Bambam follows.
"Guys, how about we let her talk? I'm sure she's have had her reasons," Her Mark-oppa always coming to her rescue.
"Are you all together?" She asks.
"Yeah," Youngjae replies.
She hums, and then turns the call into a video one. She doesn't want to only hear their voices. She would also like to see them.
"I had called Beom-oppa, but he didn't answer." She tells them as Youngjae and Yugyeom's face make an appearance on her screen. She quietly screenshots their smiling faces.
"Yeah, he was in the recording booth, so he probably left it on silent." Yugyeom explains, taking the phone showing Jackson that they were in the studio also showing how Bambam, Mark, Jinyoung and Jaebeom are seated close to the duo who held the phone.
"Sorry, I didn’t answer." Jaebeom says as the camera lands on him, and Jackson could see how he's beating himself over it.
Jackson shakes her head with a smile. "No, it's my bad. I wouldn't have called had I known you guys were recording,"
"No!" Suddenly, it was Bambam in view. "You weren't answering our calls or texts for days!"
"Did something happen? Was there an issue with your trip?" Jinyoung asks worriedly as he shows up on screen next to the younger. "We were worried something happened to you,"
Guilt fills her body. She cannot possibly tell them that she was enjoying her days, while they were deadly worried about her like that.
"M-my trip was fine!" She shutters. "I was, it's just-"
"It's fine, Jackie." Mark reassures as he takes the phone next. "Bambam already told us that's what happens when you go to China. But we were hoping a message would have been sent to reassure us," he explains.
"I'm sorry,"
"It's fine, Jackie. We are just glad you got to enjoy your holiday," JayB says, sliding in the screen next to Mark. A small soft smile on his face.
Youngjae jumps on the two of them. "Yeah! Tell us how was it! I'm dying to know!"
"Did you eat yummy food?!" Yugyeom jumps up from the bottom of the screen. She screenshoted this as well.
Then Bambam shows up and he sets the phone on the table in a way that shows all of them on screen. She screenshots them. They looked quite cute. Yugyeom and Bambam sat on the floor, while Jinyoung, Jaebeom and Mark sat on the couch with Youngjae on top of them.
She starts recounting her vacation to them, telling them about her days with family and friends. Laughed at and screenshoted their shocked faces when she told them that she used to be an Olympic fencer.
They laughed and joked till the sun set. And suddenly their call was over five hours, and her parents were calling her down to have dinner.
"Jackie, I made your favourite." Her mom tells her when she steps into her room.
She looks away from the screen excited. "Really?! Thanks ma!" She beams, replying back in chinese as her eyes sparkle in want. How she missed her mom's cooking.
She looks back at the screen expecting to see sad faces, but she was greeted by shocked faces. She tilts her head confused.
"Jackie, I love hearing you talk Chinese. It sounds sexy," Bambam smirks, causing her to flush.
"What the? Shut up?!" She tells him as she hide her face behind her hand.
"When did you learn Chinese?" Yugyeom asks, surprised.
Both her and Bambam look at him like he grew a second head.
"I'm Chinese?" She says confused.
"She's Chinese!?" He says at the same time exparated.
"What?!" Most exclaim.
"You guys didn't know?" Bambam asks, looking at them disgusted.
"What's with the face you brat!" Jaebeom scolds, hitting the back of the youngest's head.
"I thought you were an American immigrate as well," Mark had answered honestly over the commotion.
"Well, now you guys know!" She giggles. "And I need to go, it's dinner time!" She tells them.
"Eat well," Jinyoung says.
"Eat three plates!" Yugyeom demands.
"She barely finishes her food?!" Bambam counters.
"Then eat enough!" Youngjae fires after.
"Just eat what you can and enjoy it, okay?" Mark-oppa tells her.
She nods, and they all say their goodbyes individually. She loves that about them.
They were lovely men that stormed into her life like a hurricane, but stayed in it like a steady wall to depend on.
She was the GOT7 to their GOT6 after all.
--End