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Risk It All| Mark Tuan

Mafia!Mark x Reader, parents au! Word count: 5.612 Genre: angst, action. Warning: mention of crimes and violence, language. If you don't feel comfortable DON’T READ IT! Author: Maari Note: It’s been soooo long that I wrote for GOT7 and I’m very proud of this one🥺 i suggest to read while listening to risk it all by the vamps Request: Can i request maybe got7 mark mafia left you and your daughter because he knows they will use his family as a bait. You always go to the headquarter to convince haechan to come back to you daughter and your lives but he pushed you away. Until both of you being kidnapped and happy ending and he said sorry to both of you and hugged you both closely.

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It was a desperate night.

Y/N didn't know why little Gracie didn't sleep well, her 9-month-old daughter was restless that morning and there was no way to deny the reason for that, because she knew.

Gracie was used to sleeping lying on her father's belly, she loved the warmth of his arms and many times she calmed down just like that, not even with her mother. But that night her father wasn’t there.

In fact, he had been gone all day and as much as Y/N was distressed, she didn't have much to do. Mark never carried his phone when had to work, it was too dangerous, he'd always said, and she wouldn't be able to contact whoever was with him.

All she could do was wait and hope that everything was fine, still with a sinking heart.

She rocked her daughter in her arms as sang a song, hoping to make her sleep, she looked at the clock beside her bed and it read 3AM. She was tired, exhausted, not because she took care of her daughter but because she hated it when Mark left.

When Gracie finally fell asleep, completely surrendered to sleep, Y/N heard the house door slam and without a second thought, walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

She should have been relieved to see her husband there, but when she saw that he was looking forward to it, she was even more worried.

"Honey." she spoke softly and Mark turned to face her, his eyes red and his face visibly in pain.

He had cried.

Y/N saw Mark swallow hard, run a hand through his dark hair and run down the stairs without answering, she followed of course. She followed him to their room and when she got there, she saw Mark angrily pull the suitcase under the bed.

She was confused by her husband's haste and the sudden need to pack. Would they travel?

"What are you doing? Where we going?" she asked as watched him cry silently, going to the wardrobe and taking out the pieces in a random way to throw them in the suitcase without any care.

"I have to go." he replied quietly, not meeting her eyes.

Y/N kept her eyes on him, waiting for a complete answer, which didn't come.

"What?"

She watched him open the drawer and take out his gun, checked it was loaded, and tucked it into the waistband of his pants under the shirt.

"Leaving. I'm leaving." he spoke louder but his voice was not steady as usual, it was shaky and desperate.

Y/N felt her heart break completely, the cry already stuck in her throat.

It wasn't as if she'd ever thought about that moment, but since the birth of their daughter, he'd promised that things would be different.

"Then that's it? Are you just going to abandon your family with just two sentences?” she asked, hurt and held her daughter even tighter in her arms. "I think I deserve a better explanation than 'I'm leaving' in the middle of the night."

Y/N wanted to scream, shake her husband so he would talk but she knew if she did that it would scare Gracie and she didn't want that, she had taken so long to get her daughter to sleep and she didn't want to wake her up.

Mark stopped with his hands on top of the suitcase and took a deep breath, looked at Y/N and she raised her eyebrow, questioning him once more in silence. She hated being too hard on him, but there were times when she needed to be.

He approached cautiously and placed his hand on her arm, covered by the leather glove he wore, she didn't like it. She wanted to feel the texture of his palm against her arm to make sure everything was okay, that it would be okay.

"I love you both." he spoke, a softer tone and she bit her lip to keep from giving in too soon. “And it's because I love you so much that I need to get out of here as soon as possible to protect you. I already asked BamBam to come pick you up in the morning, he will keep both of you safe until I… sort out some problems.”

Y/N frowned. She'd never demanded any explanation about Mark's business because first, she didn't want to know and second, the less she knew the better. But knowing he was doing what his job demanded didn't make it any better.

In fact, she felt a shiver down her spine and it was from fear. Fear for her daughter, fear for her husband and for her.

If BamBam was involved, it meant Yugyeom and Jungkook were too. The whole group.

"I don’t want you to go." she admitted, feeling her eyes water and Mark looked at her in pain.

"Angel." his hand came up to her face and caressed the skin that was now wet from the tears that insisted on falling. “I would never forgive myself if they used you two to lure me. My family will not be made of bait.”

It was a promise, Y/N could hear the certainty in Mark's voice and she knew she would never be able to convince him otherwise.

“When will this end?” she asked, referring to the whole world he involved them in.

Mark moved closer to kiss her forehead and his lips lingered longer, making her close her eyes with what would probably be their last skin contact yet.

“I will come back to you, I promise."

[...]

Y/N was stubborn.

She had waited a week for Mark to sort out what he had to and she was very grateful to BamBam for the help he was giving but living locked up, or safe as he said, in a fortress with armed security and escape tunnels that were presented to her on the first day wasn’t what she had planned for her life and neither for Gracie's.

So, after 7 days, she decided that she would act. She was tired of seeing her family torn apart. Had she used her influence to force the keep's servants to do what she wanted? Probably, but it was the only weapon she had to find out where her husband was hiding and find a way to go there and convince him to come home, to return to his family.

Maybe she was too naive to think any of them wouldn’t tell BamBam that she'd left the keep without his permission or protection, but she wasn't going to back down now.

"Mark made me promise that I'd keep you two safe, Y/N." BamBam argued and she huffed.

“I'm sorry BamBam, but I didn't leave my house when I was pregnant to live with Mark to see my family separated by business that Gracie and I have absolutely nothing to do with!” she spoke louder, making the tall boy shut up. “Can't you see how Gracie misses her father?” she asked, seeing him falter. “There's nothing you can do to stop me, lock me in a room and I'll get out of there, and I'll go after Mark. Someone needs to convince him to come back, hiding is ridiculous and won't change a thing.”

Well, she'd been trying to find out where her husband was, following BamBam for the past few days in a taxi. She was almost there, she knew it.

BamBam took a deep breath, placing his hands on his hips.

“You will only leave here if you are escorted by Jungkook, he is the best hitman. If you go to Mark, you will need protection.”

Y/N smiled slightly, she could see that BamBam agreed with her.

"Deal." she replied, picking up her bag from the bed and getting ready to leave her room, but he stopped her.

"Where are you going?"

“See my husband.” she spoke in an obvious tone. "You can let Jungkook know that I'll be in the garage waiting."

Y/N left the room without a response from BamBam. She was certain that if there was anyone who could convince Mark to come back, it was her. And she wouldn't give up so easily.

On the way, she stopped in the room where Gracie was with the housekeeper of the fortress, said goodbye to her daughter with a long hug and asked the woman to take care of her daughter until she returned. She wouldn't take Gracie because she knew Mark wouldn't accept it and agreed, putting her daughter in danger was the last thing she wanted.

She waited for Jungkook and saw him smile in amusement as approached her, it was as if he knew she would act like that.

He directed her to the black 4x4 truck and she got in feeling her hands sweat, was anxious because she would finally see her husband again.

She then remembered the first time this had happened, how she had met him.

One of her friends was going out with Yugyeom and invited her to go to a nightclub, it was Friday and the place was full. It was poorly lit but that didn't stop her from noticing how handsome he was. At the time Mark had blonde hair and didn't even have tattoos, when she thought of that night a silly smile played on her lips every time. He was so young compared to the present day, much quieter, but the serious way he was accompanied by such a delicious laugh captivated her that very night.

Well of course the friend had introduced Y/N because she was single and about to start college, it should have been just one night. A fun night for both of them that didn't end until the morning, but Mark had been so kind and considerate, he'd made sure to save her number and hang out with her more often.

At that time, she didn't know what so much mystery meant but it didn't matter because she fell in love so fast that she ended up sleeping with him every other time they went out. But the intimacy they created went far beyond the nights of pleasure. Mark talked about silly dreams, about how he missed his family in California and how his life would have been different if he hadn't crossed the world.

He shared secrets with her, and she did exactly the same.

That's when she found out she was pregnant, midway through her college semester. All she did was run up to him and tell him, expecting a completely negative reaction from him, it was the exact opposite.

Mark was thrilled, ecstatic, assured that he would give her a home and take care of the baby together. She then moved into his house ready to spend the rest of her life by his side, and with them she ended up discovering what Mark really did.

He'd introduced himself as a businessman, and business involved cars. At first she'd assumed he'd been involved in racing, it was illegal of course but nothing out of the ordinary, nothing no teenager hadn't fantasized about.

However, Mark received large amounts of money in just one night and she started to find it suspicious. It was then that the couple's first fight happened, when Y/N demanded that he tell everything, without hiding anything or else she would leave and he would never know what his daughter would be like.

He gave in and told. Mark also participated in races, but he worked for a powerful man in the city, taking the risk of taking goods across the border with other cities or else sometimes crossing the country. He only had one goal, never to get caught, and he was very good at it. But that also left him at the mercy of his boss.

Yes, Mark was part of a mob.

It came as a shock to her, obviously, but that didn't change things because she loved Mark and had promised to be on his side. She understood that the boy had been alone too long in a foreign country and that had led him to do things that he had no control over later.

When Mark took her to live with him, she made it clear that she too would live in the shadows like him and she accepted, dropped out of college and didn't contact any friends who could find out where she was. Because she was sure she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him and the baby growing in her womb. He never changed who he was with her, he was still the same attentive and kind boy, although over time he got more serious.

He was still the same Mark.

She thought about the day he would get out of this life, even though she knew there was only one way.

"I'll come in with you so he doesn't freak out so much." Jungkook warned before they got out of the car.

Y/N agreed, of course, and looked around. She didn't know if all the mafias had strongholds like that but she imagined that there was the “headquarters”.

A building with a huge garage, from a distance it looked like a factory like all the others in the city.

She squeezed her bag even tighter as they approached the entrance, Jungkook went ahead and greeted everyone who was there, while she watched the parked cars that were supposed to be used for work. They went to the second floor and he knocked three times on the last door in the hallway, hearing a ‘come in' the boy looked at Y/N as if asking if she was okay, who nodded in agreement.

He opened the door and made room for her to go first, cautiously doing so and surveying the room.

A simple room without any decoration, well lit and with a huge window that had an outside staircase, strategic for those who wanted to escape from there faster than going through the garage.

It was a cold environment, it could never be considered a home and she much less would imagine Mark spending time there alone.

"What do you do here?" she looked to the side and saw her husband standing there.

She took a deep breath, she had missed his voice so much and even though it was carrying a serious tone, she smiled at the sound of it.

“I came to see my husband.” she replied firmly.

"Jungkook, I told you-" Mark took a step forward, looking at the boy behind Y/N.

He was angry, of course.

"It wasn't his fault." she interrupted him, causing him to stare at her. "I didn't give anyone a choice, I was determined to come even if it was alone."

"You wouldn't dare." he chuckled humorlessly and she raised an eyebrow, cocking her head as if she questioned him.

Mark didn't say anything, scratching the back of his head and Y/N kept silent.

"I'll stay outside, you must have a lot to talk about." Jungkook warned before leaving, slamming the door shortly after.

And they really did.

"You need to get out of here." Mark went to her and gently took her arm, anticipating what her husband would do, she placed a hand on his chest to make him stop.

"I won't go without you." she spoke decisively, feeling his heart beat too fast against her palm.

He sighed.

"You don’t understand." he shook his head in disbelief.

"Because don't you explain to me!" she spoke louder, showing all her frustration. Mark looked at her guiltily. “It's been almost 3 weeks since you left home. I want my husband back.”

“I can't, Y/N! Please don’t insist." he practically pleaded and she laughed, without humor.

"You want me to live in BamBam's house forever?" she could no longer control the tone of her voice that rose with every word. “Is that your plan? Leave me and Gracie locked up until she turns 40?”

“Damn it, Y/N!” he dropped her, pulled away and ran his hands through his hair, visibly frustrated.

He wasn't the only one in that room feeling that way.

“This here.” He lifted his arm, exposing the tattoo on his biceps. “It's my curse. I will have to carry this with me for the rest of my life, not because it is marked on my skin but in who I am!”

She glared at the word truth with resentment. It was the tattoo Mark had gotten together with Yugyeom, BamBam and Jungkook to symbolize joining the mafia.

And it didn't matter if he covered it up or simply took it off, it would never erase how much his life had changed since then.

She wanted to say that she loved every bit of him, every wrong choice that made him who he was, and Mark knew it. However she was so hurt that she couldn't.

Was it too much to ask to have a normal life with her family?

“Go away, Y/N, please. It's too dangerous for you to stay here, if anyone sees you…” He closed his eyes for a moment and she understood everything.

She bit her lip to hold back the urge to cry and nodded, resting her hand on the doorknob as she took one last look at him.

The exchange of looks between the two meant it all, they didn't need words. She knew he was doing this to protect her and protect Gracie, she could see how hard it was for him to tell her to go.

But it wasn't easy for her either.

Y/N opened the door and in a surge of courage and anger, spoke before slamming the door.

“Oh and if you think I'm going to stop seeing my husband because a bunch of mobsters are pissed off, you’re wrong. I will come every day until you return to your family.”

[...]

Y/N had meant it when she'd told Mark that she would come every day to see him.

She went, with Jungkook escorting her as BamBam had said, but there she was. Every day in the early afternoon, when the Mafia headquarters was practically empty.

For the first few days, Mark locked the bedroom door in a failed attempt to get her to leave. Of course she didn't give up so easily, she sat on the floor in front of the door and started talking about Gracie, after the third attempt, Mark gave up and opened the door for her.

He was about to give in, she could see that, although she didn't stay more than 20 minutes there because she couldn't push her luck and because Jungkook had more to do, she knew her husband like the back of her hand. He was considering going home, he was finally listening to her.

But that day was being unusual.

Jungkook was on a "mission" and hadn't arrived in time to escort her, BamBam's fortress seemed agitated and he himself had left early and hadn't even had time to talk to Y/N.

And Gracie looked as agitated as everyone else, the daughter kept running around the garden and Y/N was starting to get really tired because the housekeeper wasn't free to help look at the girl.

So, seeing that her daughter was probably just as tired of being there as she was, she decided to go with Gracie to the mall downtown. As BamBam's driver wasn’t there, she decided to take a taxi.

Gracie looked happier seeing the scenery outside the taxi window and Y/N was feeling a different kind of butterflies in her stomach, she guessed it was the false sense of freedom and nostalgia hit her.

She would give anything to live this moment with Mark. Just the 3 of them, as it should be.

She took a deep breath as the car pulled up in front of the mall, took the amount and paid the driver, then got out and helped Gracie out of the car.

She held her daughter in her arms, arranging her bags on the shoulder, and took a step into the mall, but didn't quite make it.

“Y/N!” she heard Mark's voice calling to her in the distance and turned around, thinking she was hallucinating.

But seeing the figure of her husband approaching in a hurry, she knew it was real.

"Daddy!" Gracie screamed, fidgeting tirelessly on her mother's lap in a clear sign that she wanted to go to him.

Mark approached and took his daughter from Y/N's lap, the two collided in a strong hug, he closed his eyes and smiled. Y/N didn't want to cry at the scene but she was thrilled, though confused that her husband was there.

“My love, I missed you so much!” Mark spoke to his daughter and gave her a kiss on the cheek afterwards.

When he opened his eyes, Y/N was still staring at him and he adjusted Gracie into his arms.

"What do you do here?" she asked suspiciously.

Mark wasn't going to walk around the mall like she'd intended.

“I saw that you left the fortress so I thought-”

"Wait." Y/N raised a hand to stop him. "How do you know that?"

“How do you think?” he asked, looking at her suggestively. “I have access to the security cameras at BamBam's fortress.

Y/N opened her mouth, surprised and somewhat offended.

“Are you watching us?” she asked in disbelief.

“It was the only way.” he replied, shrugging his shoulders and she laughed bitterly.

Y/N took Gracie from Mark's lap, the daughter left without understanding, and turned her back on her husband and walked back to the mall entrance.

"I can’t believe that!"

“Y/N.” she felt him start to walk behind her.

"No, Mark." she stopped where she was, turning to look at him completely hurt. "Do you have time to watch your family on camera but no time to go home?" she questioned and started to walk again but Mark held her arm, preventing her.

"I needed to see you guys without putting your lives at risk, don't you understand?"

"No!" she spoke louder, feeling like crying. “I don't know why you're doing these things. You don't tell me!”

Mark was one step away from giving it all up, from giving in, Y/N could see it in his eyes and all she wanted was a decent explanation whatever it was, they could handle it together.

They were weaker apart, together they could overcome the world. That's always how it felt.

Mark opened his mouth to reply but a loud screeching of fast tires against the asphalt caught their attention. A black van quickly approached the sidewalk where they were and before it even came to a complete stop, 3 covered men got out of it. And armed.

Mark's first reaction was to put himself in front of the family, protecting them while Y/N got behind him and hugged Gracie even tighter.

“Get in the car, now!” one of them did and Mark put his hand to his waist.

"Don't even think about it, smart-ass." the second spoke and approached Y/N, putting the gun to her head. "Or else it's not in the van you're going to."

Y/N swallowed hard, with teary eyes controlling the urge to cry.

Mark raised his hands up in surrender and one of them dragged him towards the van, another did the same with Y/N who just followed in silence and brought Gracie's head closer in an attempt to make her not see the scene.

But when they got into the van, being dumped there, the three had their heads covered by a black cloth and none of them could see where they were going, they just felt the car start quickly.

Y/N squeezed Gracie more and more against her body in an attempt to calm her down, in vain of course. She didn't know where they were going or how much time had passed, but when the van came to an abrupt stop, she felt strong and not at all careful hands drag her out of the vehicle.

Her rational side overrode whatever fear she was feeling at that moment, all she knew was that she needed to obey and be quiet, any attempt to try to get out of there would be dangerous for everyone, especially Gracie.

She thought of her daughter first, needed to keep her safe.

They walked for a while and suddenly she was thrown to the floor, ended up hitting her left shoulder on the floor and locked her jaw with the impact and pain then she awkwardly arranged herself on the floor with her daughter still on her lap and they took the cloth from her head, she looked at the guy in front of her, he was smiling evilly and she shivered, lowering her head and saw that they had done the same thing to Mark who was lying next to her. The men left the room, closing the door with a thud so loud it startled Gracie, who started crying instantly.

Y/N took the cloth off her head and hugged her daughter tightly, stroking her hair.

“It's okay, baby. Mom is here.” she was trying to be strong enough that her daughter wasn't more afraid than she probably was, but she was just as desperate as Gracie.

Her hands were shaking and she felt her blood run cold. She wasn't enjoying this at all.

Y/N saw Mark approach and looked at him, the exchange of looks was intense and both came to the same conclusion silently. They would protect their daughter, no matter what.

He reached out to hold his daughter and Y/N relented, handing her to him.

Mark hugged her and started talking to her as he got up, Y/N took her hand to her shoulder and felt a twinge, she looked down to face and saw that the bone seemed out of place, that explained the pain she was feeling but it was completely irrelevant at the moment.

She looked at Mark and he was rocking from side to side with his cheek against Gracie's cheek to calm her down. Y/N would have smiled at the scene if circumstances were different.

In a short time, which seemed like an eternity to both of them, Gracie fell asleep in Mark's arms. He sat on the floor next to his wife, careful not to wake his daughter, and looked at Y/N with a guilty eye.

"How are you?" he asked quietly, trying to analyze her up and down and stopped his eyes on her hand that was on her shoulder.

“I think I shifted.” replied, swallowing hard once more.

"Pardon me." he spoke suddenly and she frowned. “I put you at risk. What I feared most happened and it's my fault."

Y/N didn't know what to say, so she turned her body around until she was facing him and placed a hand on his cheek.

“None of that matters now, Mark. We just need to get out of here.”

"I tried to leave." he admitted and she stared at him confused. “I told them I wanted to go out, take care of my family and my future, since Gracie was born I realized that I don't belong in this life anymore.” he smiled sadly. “But more dangerous people ended up finding out and Yugyeom warned me that you two were in danger, he heard that the guys were planning to use my family as bait to get me to start working for rivals, they had already found out where we lived, it was just only a matter of time until…” Mark couldn't finish and Y/N wiped the tears that flowed.

"It's okay, Mark."

“No, Y/N. If I hadn't followed you, they would never have appeared.”

"Hey, look at me." she asked kindly and he did. “It makes no difference whose fault it is, if it's yours, mine. We'll get out of here, the three of us. Together."

Mark smiled and nodded, Y/N came over to touch their foreheads and closed her eyes for a moment.

She didn't know where that lucidity, that strength was coming from, but completely believed what she had said.

And more than ever, she'd been happy to know that Mark was thinking of a different future for the family they'd built, that he no longer wanted to be a part of that dangerous life.

Even though the way he'd done it all had been a little messed up, all he thought about was her and Gracie's safety. He'd sacrificed himself so they were protected and she couldn't see anything but a gesture of love.

When she moved away, laid her head on Mark's shoulder and felt him put an arm around her waist, she took the opportunity to gently hug Gracie without waking her up and they stayed there like that while they both thought of a way out of that situation.

She was sure Mark would do anything to get them out of there safely, even if it meant his own sacrifice and she couldn't think of anything to change that, but the only thing she knew was that she would fight. For him and for Gracie.

Y/N knew that at some point people would miss her and her daughter, someone on the street from the mall must have seen what had happened in broad daylight, that's when she remembered that the bags weren't with her anymore since she walked in in the van.

If they fell on the street, it was their chance that BamBam, Yugyeom or even Jungkook would understand what had happened.

She clung to that sliver of hope, hoping that Mark's friends would get to them in time.

Suddenly, a loud noise echoed outside and Mark stiffened, silently the two looked at the door as if they could see through it what was happening.

When voices were heard, he stood up and Y/N did the same, now facing him as if waiting for an answer. Mark held Gracie up to her and when she held her daughter who was still sound asleep, he faced her.

Has the time come then?

"Stay behind me." he asked very quietly and she agreed, doing as he said. "No matter what happens, don't try to come after me."

Wait, what?

Y/N wanted to ask what he meant by that but a bang against the door made her jump and Gracie started to wake up, she brought her daughter closer as she heard footsteps.

Feeling her heart practically jump out of her mouth, the door was opened and a light got in her way of watching the figure that was standing, all she saw was a gun.

"You two never learn, do you." she knew that voice… Y/N squinted and could see BamBam's thin silhouette.

She sighed at the playful smile and relief washed over her.

"I never thought I'd be so happy to look at that face of yours." Mark spoke and Y/N laughed. She couldn't disagree.

“You can thank me later.” The friend replied and Mark approached to shake his hand, in clear thanks.

“Thank us, right?” Yugyeom's voice came out of nowhere. “Or did you forget that I was the one who took down the guy who was hanging you?”

"He wasn't hanging me." BamBam defended himself.

"No, he was choking you so hard your face was turning as purple as the suit you're wearing." Jungkook appeared, only his head showing between Yugyeom and BamBam's figure.

“Two ingrates.” BamBam complained.

"Can we go out?" Mark questioned and the three looked at each other.

"We just need to… clean up the mess." Yugyeom replied and Y/N felt all eyes on her.

All right, she understood what they meant and stood where she was, waiting.

The 3 left and Mark turned to face his wife.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice softer now.

Y/N smiled weakly and nodded.

“Ready to go home.” she replied and Mark raised his hand to stroke Gracie's sleeping head.

"I meant your shoulder."

She didn't even remember it anymore, maybe the adrenaline of being kidnapped had made her forget about the pain.

"I've been through worse." she shrugged and felt his hand caress her cheek slowly, she had missed the texture of his skin so much. “Being apart from you, for example.”

Mark smiled, showing all his perfect teeth.

"This will not happen again." he assured and she looked at him suspiciously.

"Aren't you going to live in the mafia headquarters?"

"No."

“And not even watching me and Gracie through BamBam’s cameras?”

"No." he answered with certainty and she smiled. “I'm sorry about everything. If I left, it was to protect you two. I would lose everything, I would risk everything for you. You are the most important things in my life and I can't live without you two anymore, I missed every detail.”

"I know, babe."

And she knew, she understood his motives. Because if she were in his shoes, she would do the same thing.

Mark then moved closer, wrapping them both in a hug tight and long-awaited by both. Even if it wasn't enough and in the wrong place, it wasn't where he wanted to be with his wife in his arms, it wasn't where he wanted to see his daughter sleep.

However, everything he needed most was there.

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Omg Kaz if you are too busy it's absolutely not obligatory but I was wondering if you could make a list of videos for getting to know got7? Like the one you made for pentagon! I don't know anything about got7 but I would like to and you always seem to have so many cool recommendations! Again only if you have the time and want to!! Thank you :-)

hi!!! i am not too busy! i'm aghase for life so i am very happy to help you out here, got7 is seriously one of the best groups ever, and one of the top 2 groups to come out of jyp. it's crazy that they got it so right twice in a row. 2pm are, like, the godfathers of got7, and it is actually pretty endearing to see that some of them are very close! junho considers jinyoung of got7 his dongsaeng and they are very good friends (as seen on junho's most recent i live alone appearance). more under the cut!

anyways. so, got7 are, in age order: mark (rapper, visual, american member), jayb (leader, main vocal), jackson (main rapper, face of the group, chinese member), jinyoung (lead vocal, dancer, visual, center, face of the group), youngjae (main vocal), bambam (rapper, thai member), yugyeom (main dancer, vocal, maknae).

the entire rap line of got7 is the international line or called the atk (amerithaikong) line, which is insane if you think about it. entire rap line (rap!!!!) made of some dudes who aren't even performing in their first language. that takes guts and talents. every member in the group has either produced or written songs for got7, jaebeom is their primary producer, but so are jinyoung and youngjae. yugyeom, too. jinyoung has been known to choreograph for the group, and vigilantly monitors their performances. bambam is the most fashion forward member and it is all over his body of work, which is so exciting.

jackson is jackson, like, that is literally jackson wang and if you open youtube and type in his name you will find tons of videos because he is really the face of the group and a very well established solo artist, too. here is his latest big single blow which is truly a serve, the earworm inducing 100 ways, and my personal favorite LMLY. here is jackson answering the web's most searched questions and his little stint on the late late show with james corden.

anyways, moving on.

got7 song association, elle; this is a very easy and breezy intro to who got7 is and their very own, personal brand of clownery.

got7 takes a friendship test, glamour; this is one of my favorite videos of got7, and my comfort video too. it is funny and sweet and you learn a lot about the members and their chemistry.

7 things you don't know about got7, mtv news; another easy and fun one.

Interview with people tv; probably their most iconic interview for a lot of hysterical reasons. this is 24 minutes long but not a single minute is wasted.

got7 hard carry season 2 & 2.5; so, the entirety of this was on got7's vlive channel but vlive has been eaten by weverse (fuck hybe, man) so here is a youtube playlist of some bits and pieces. this was the show that made me fall irrevocably in love with got7. season 2.5 is on youtube in its entirety, and i'm pretty sure if you look for season 2 on the usual sites, they might have uploaded it there.

got7's TMI lab, M2; what it says on the tin. the first episode is not subbed, so just start with the second. lots of fun nonsense here. got7 truly are variety idol royalty.

performances:

nanana mv; their latest comeback and the first after leaving jyp.

crash & burn, be original; yugyeom and jackson choreographed this. one of the coolest performances they have ever done.

crash & burn, music bank; they performed live here and i always include this in my recs because of youngjae's stunning live adlibs (at 3:00). he is on par with minjun of 2pm as the best vocalist jyp has ever had. it's truly bonkers.

you are van live; this is my favorite got7 title track and this is one of the best and funniest and realest things they have ever done. live performers.

never ever cooking live; they sing and decorate a cake. what is not to adore.

1° tape; their live performance of spinning top's 1°. one of the best songs in their entire discography, written by yugyeom. everyone is so stunning here, especially youngjae.

if you do, mbc music festival; iconic performance of an absolutely perfect track. they slowed it down in the first half but the performance does not suffer whatsoever.

just right comeback stage; their big breakthrough hit. like 2pm, rookie got7 were known for their intense martial arts choreography.

lullaby pyjama version; live in living color, baby! this song has insanely fun choreography.

AAA awards medley; the greatest to ever do it. absolute beasts.

poison, be original; this is just a great song with such clever choreography (by jinyoung, yugyeom and jackson), once again. there is one performance where jinyoung forgot his handkerchief.

runaway, 6th fanmeeting; the only time they performed the greatest track in their entire discography live. written and produced by jinyoung.

breath (written and produced by youngjae), you are, fan favorite page, encore, not by the moon, thursday, you calling my name (including yugyeom’s very own gashina moment)

on top of it all, the members all have solo careers. jaebeom has released under his stage name jay b (including the breakdancing he was known for in got7) and his producer tag Def. yugyeom is at AOMG, which houses LeeHi and GRAY, and has released quite a bit solo stuff. his collab with gray, all your fault, is absolutely brilliant and required listening. bambam is at abyss now, the same label sunmi is at, and has shown the world that he is a true allrounder. he is now a fixed cast member of variety show master in the house.

youngjae is at sublime, the very same company handling all of jackson's korean releases, and i just want them to finally make jjap jjap project a real thing. here they both are on youngjae's radio show, best friend! youngjae starred in midnight sun (musical) last year, and he starred in so not worth it, netflix's first korean sitcom, and it is as delightful as it sounds. his solo music is very poppy and cool; here is sugar, his latest comeback. youngjae is such a special case because he only trained for a few months after he got into jyp, and then debuted straight off the bat as the main vocal. he won awards in high school for his singing and he made it a point to often perform fully live (occasionally blowing out his voice in the process, but hey, that's dedication.)

jinyoung is the most established actor in all of got7. he most recently starred in the second season of yumi's cells, and the tvn drama The Devil Judge (HUGE recommendation). he had a cameo in the first episode of reborn rich, and starred in he is psychometric and when my love blooms. he has just released his first solo album, but his first ever solo release dive is outstanding. perfect pop rock.

mark has released an entire solo album, including the singles last breath, my life, and lonely. those songs are so mind-bogglingly good, it is hard to comprehend that got7's most introverted member just came out of the gate swinging right away.

their best albums imo are: spinning top, call my name, 7 for 7, breath of love, and the entire flight log trilogy that has to be seen as a full body of work.

flight log is got7's own, lore heavy narrative (like bts' most beautiful moment), that starts with flight log: departure and corresponding title track fly, is continued by flight log: turbulence and iconic got7 banger hard carry, and ends with flight log: arrival and the incomparable never ever. jinyoung is the protagonist of the story, and it is all very, y'know. life and death. very tragic and beautiful.

ah, i think this is quite enough, sorry! i hope this can be of any help to you. thank you so much for that nice ask, i had a lot of fun compiling this. ♡

#ask #anon #got7 #kaz talks #i hope all the links are correct

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Got7′s Reaction to...Your Cover of September Rain by Cassyette

Backstory: It wasn’t a secret that he was in love with your voice. He always enjoyed the content you shared on your YouTube channel and when he saw that you dropped a new song cover he had to watch it right away.

Warnings: SFW, SOL, no parings! Rated E(veryone)

Mark

Mark had a feeling that you were going to do something different, but he wasn’t expecting this. When you covered ‘What Do You Do?’ by Papa Roach, he figured that something crazy was coming soon. Screaming wasn’t something that he was into but he didn’t mind it when you did it.

“Wow, they are really good! I like that it’s doesn’t sound harsh or like - you know what I mean? Right?” *embarrassed smiling laugh*

Jaebeom

As a lover of your R&B covers, Jaebeom is more than surprised when he hears you scream. He was already surprised by you singing something that was out of the norm, but he didn’t hate it. The rawness of of your voice spoke to him and he ends up watching the video at least three more times, just getting lost in your voice.

“They can really do anything, huh? Wha! They are so talented.”

Jackson

As someone who is always trying out new song styles, Jackson is impressed. Extremally impressed because he had no idea that you could make your voice sound so rough. He would pause the video and rewind back just to hear you scream again, ‘cause damn!

“What?! What?!” *Looks around even though no one is around him* “T-They can scream? Holy shit, that’s insane!”

Jinyoung

Jinyoung tries hard not to go into your videos with any exaptation because you blow them out of the water every single time. He had no idea who Cassyette was or what the song September Rain sounded like, so when you started singing he was in awe...again. He liked the difference in your voice, it was light and heavy with emotion. The moment he heard you scream, he froze. What was that? Did that come from you? He would let the video play all the way through before rewinding to your scream and just listening to the way your voice carried the note.

“Wow, I didn’t know they were into this type of singing. It sounds so smooth like they aren’t even screaming.”

Youngjae

As someone who really does enjoy every single thing you post, Youngjae is shook. If someone held up the shocked Pikachu face next to him, they wouldn’t be able to spot the difference. The man’s mind is blown, why were you so good?

*wide eyed just staring at the screen* “Wha! They are the best! I have to listen to it again!”

Bambam

Okay, wait...d-did you just scream? Bambam was so excited about you trying something new. He couldn’t believe it, this was something he didn’t think you would ever try. Bambam needed to call his agent, now! He needs to collab with you right away. How can you be so good? Doesn’t that hurt your throat?

*Jumping around dancing along to the song* “This would have been a good song for a music video. Man, I hope they will agree to work with me.”

Yugyeom

Poor guy got the notification a little after he woke up. He was home, so he watched the video in front of his smart tv and nearly choked on his coffee the moment he heard you scream. He had to pause the video to get himself under control and once he hit play he was stuck. How did you do that? It was flawless, effortless and so freaking powerful. It wasn’t anything close to metal which did it make him want to try it just a little bit, just for fun.

*Slapping his chest trying not to die* “Could’ve given a warning! Jeez...what a voice!”

#soc got7 #got7 reactions #got7 x gn reader #exqueuese me

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christinesolstice · 1 year

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When the Whole World Stops.

1. The Concert

Summary:

Fallon has been out of her last horrible relationship for two years, fully focusing on her health and happiness with no plans to date anyone in the near future.

Unknown to Fallon, Jackson Wang sees her in the crowd at Mark Tuan's concert in Chicago and when he does, he heart starts beating in a way that it never has before. But he loses her in the crowd after the concert.

Will he ever see her again?

Will they wind up together in the end?

Will there be love or betrayal?

Soulmates or enemies?

Notes:

So this story actually came to me in a dream, literally! When I woke up, I immediately called my best friend and told her all about the dream that I had and we laughed about how vivid it all was. Months later, the dream still plays over and over in my head so I finally decided to make a story out of it. Not all of these details were in my dream, I just sort of... Built off of the dream. I hope you like it!

I'm not entirely sure exactly where I'm going to go with it and who all I'm going to have in it so I will try to remember to updates the tags.

Trigger Warning: There will be mentions of a past relationship that was mentally and physically abusive. There will not be a lot of things like that but it will be a very important key to the flow of the story.

~*~

Fallon Watkins and Alicia Brinney stood in the extremely long wait line that came out of the Chicago House of Blues doors and wrapped around to the side of the building.

Having been almost two hours early for the concert that they were going to see, they came to the venue early in the hopes of getting better standing room.

The two women stood on the busy sidewalk in the cool October air waiting to finally see Mark Tuan in concert. They felt as though they had waited forever for this day to finally arrive. The women had planned this trip the very second that they had discovered that Mark was going to be going on a solo tour in the US.

Alicia had even waited, with her laptop open, for the tickets to go on sale, doing everything she could think of as to not miss this opportunity. Mark Tuan was the eldest member of a well-known Korean Pop group by the name of GOT7. The all-male singing, dancing and rap group was comprised of, you guessed it, seven members: Mark, JayB, Youngjae, Jinyoung, BamBam, Yugyeom and Jackson. Alicia had been a huge fan of GOT7’s music for a long time, ever since her teenage daughter started listening to KPOP. But last year, Alicia had introduced Fallon not only to the Kpop group Got7, but to Kpop music in general.

Fallon had never realized that Kpop even existed until Alicia had shown Fallon the Got7 music video, Hard Carry. Right before Fallon found out that GOT7 existed, the group had decided to split from their company and most of them had signed onto different companies. So while GOT7 had not actually disbanded and were still together, they were also solo artists in themselves and Mark was on his first solo tour.

“I’m so excited that I’m shaking! I can’t wait for this concert to start!” Alicia said excitedly, bouncing up and down in her new heeled boots, her green eyes sparkling with excitement.

Fallon rolled her brown eyes playfully and nudged her best friend with her jacket-clad shoulder, “The only reason that you’re this excited about his concert is because you think you’ll get a chance to kidnap Mark right off of the stage.”

Alicia laughed evilly and rubbed her hands together, looking like a diabolical villain from a TV show, “All I’m saying is that you could easily cause a big distraction and then when the timing is perfect, I’ll grab his hand and make a run for it.”

“Mmm…” Fallon hummed out loud, “I still don’t think this plan of yours is going to work. How are we supposed to kidnap a fully grown man?”

Alicia slung her slender arm around her best friend conspiratorially.

“Oh I think it will. I think he would just come along with us.”

“Oh sure,” Fallon said snorted, “Then we can just put him in our Uber and hide out back at the hotel.”

Alicia nodded her head enthusiastically. “Exactly! See? The plan is genius! Plus, He’s small enough that I think I could fit him in my suitcase.”

“Well seeing as how your suitcase can fit you as well as all of your clothes, you may have a point.” Fallon chuckled at her friend’s delusions and then pumped her fist in the air as the line started moving forward.

“Yes! It’s almost time!”

Fallon truly felt that things happened for a reason, when they were supposed to happen and how they were supposed to happen. She also believed that her best friend had introduced her to K-pop music at the absolute perfect time in her life.

Two years prior to the concert, Fallon had gone through a very rocky divorce from her mentally abusive and controlling ex-wife that she had been married to for only six months.

Fallon and Layla had dated for five years prior to getting married and almost every second of the relationship had been absolutely horrible. Fallon was constantly depressed, stressed and worried. She had been mentally abused to the point that she was afraid to even get out of bed to go to the bathroom in case it woke up her partner.

She lost of herself completely and had almost faded away into nothing.

Getting divorced and leaving, moving out on her own and into her own place was the bravest thing that Fallon had ever done in her entire life.

She had no choice, however, she had to leave for her own safety. The last few months of the relationship had seen the start of Layla becoming physically abusive. And after one particular incident, Fallon knew that she could never go back.

Over the span of the next two years Fallon had grown exponentially in herself. It wasn’t easy, not at all, not one single bit.

And even though her relationship had been horrible, she still had someone there with her 24/7. Learning how to be alone without being lonely had proven to be very a difficult task for Fallon and, for a while, and she went through a phase of what she called, “Trauma Humping” because of it.

The phase lasted for only a few months before her head cleared and she realized that she didn’t want to do that anymore. The random sex never meant anything to her, it didn’t help her feel better. In fact, it always left her with a deeply unsatisfied feeling in the pit of her stomach. After thinking about it, Fallon discovered that she still believed in true love and she still believed that her soulmate was out in the universe somewhere.

She didn’t care if her soulmate was male or female, instead she cared about their spirit and their heaty. So she finally started focusing solely on herself and her own happiness. She started working towards finding her passion, what made her heart melt and happiness to bloom on her face, researching to figure out what she truly believed in or didn’t believe in.

To put it simply, Fallon had been discovering herself.

Alicia snapped Fallon out of her thoughts as the line began to move forward once again.

“Um helloooo! Where you even listening to a word that I was saying?” Alicia asked, looping her arm through Fallon’s as they made their way inside the doors.

“Mmm. No, definitely not.” Fallon responded honestly. Alicia playfully punched Fallon in the arm.

“Bitch! I resent that, I’m a wonderful conversationalist.” Alicia said, flipping her hair behind her shoulder.

“Look, all you were talking about was what your plan was going to be to kidnap Mark and since I do not plan to help, I need to close my ears to it so that I can testify honestly that I had no clue what you did that caused security to tackle you.”

Alicia laughed, “No, no, no silly. We aren’t going to kidnap him, he will willingly just come with us. He’s a good boy.” Fallon smirked and shook her head.

“You are soooo delusional bruh.” “And? What’s your point?” Alicia asked, arching a single eyebrow up high. “You would be the EXACT same way if it was your precious Changbin.” Fallon nodded sheepishly, finally cracking and giving in,

“You know.. you’re right. You are 100% right. I think I may just join you on that long road to Deluluville.” Alicia nods smugly,

“That’s the spirit! Trust me, Deluluville is a WONDERFUL place to be! Now Let’s go see our man!”

~*~

Mark Tuan paced back and forth anxiously around his dressing room, doing voice exercises and trying to expel the nervous tension from his body.

Hopping up and down from one foot to the other foot, he shook his hands and trilled it tongue over and over. This was his third stop on his first solo tour and he was still just as nervous before a performance now as he was back when he had his first World Tour with his band mates.

“Man, what I would give to have them here, ugh!”

Mark started stretching his muscles, warming them up to get ready for the night. He spread his legs, bending forward to touch the floor, stretching out his thigh muscles and lower back when a hand came out of nowhere and smacked him extremely hard on the butt.

Mark jerked in upwards shock and whirled around to find his friend and fellow member, Jackson Wang standing there grinning at him.

“Jackson! Man!” Mark cried in delighted surprise. “What are you doing here, man?” Mark asked as they slapped hands and pulled each other in for a hard hug.

“I was in Chicago on business and realized that you were performing here tonight so OF COURSE I had to show my boy some support!”

Jackson slung his arm over Mark’s shoulders and twisted Mark’s nipple through his shirt. Mark huffed and pushed Jackson’s hand away, rubbing his sore nipple through his shirt.

“Just picture it Mark.... you’re on stage, doing your thing, the vibe is immaculate. The lights lower, the music slows and then BAM! I run out onto the stage butt naked.” Jackson wiggled his eyebrows at his friend in a very suggestive way.

Mark threw his head back and laughed so hard that tears formed in the corners of his eyes. He pushed Jackson’s arm off of his slender shoulders.

“No way man! I’m trying to NOT kill the fans that show up tonight.”

Jackson shrugged while sitting down on the couch, running his hand over the velvety arm rest.

“It would make for an interesting time though! Just think about it, Mark Tuan and his EXPLICITLY rated US Tour. Your thirst tweets will be even more wild.” Jackson said teasingly, picking up one of the couch pillows and tossing it at Mark’s chest.

“Maybe next time bro, besides, I think the tweets are wild enough as it is.” Mark says, a blush creeping the back of his neck and onto his ears.

Mark tossed the pillow back at Jackson and then sat down beside him on the couch, groaning when he heard his knee pop.

“I’m getting old, man. Look at me, I’m practically ancient.”

“Oh yeah man, I can totally see the forehead wrinkles and everything!”

“Shut up jerk,” Mark says but without any heat behind his voice.

They both smile at each other, relaxing back onto the couch and settling into the comfortable feeling of being around family.

“It’s great to see you man, really.” Mark says in all seriousness, his facial expression turning cloudy.

“Sometimes… I don’t know. For a while I thought that I was going to give up music completely. I thought that I didn’t really have an identity outside of what we were created to be. I didn’t know who I really was. It was rough for a while.”

Mark sighed and pushed a hand through his short hair. Jackson leaned forward, putting his elbows on his knees and nodded solemnly.

“I understand that. Completely. I… I have even thought the same thing about myself for a while. It was hard, mentally, knowing that we were all signed with different companies but hey, look at us now, it’s actually working out!”

Mark nods in agreement, a half smile on his lips. “You know what they say, ‘When one door closes, another one opens.’”

Jackson stood up, stepped in front of Mark, grabbed his shoulders and began shaking Mark’s shoulders back and forth quickly,

“Now you’re about to go on stage and win every heart that’s in the audience tonight! You’ve got this man!”

Jackson dove in for an impromptu hug and Mark laughed, pushing Jackson away from him as he started trying to cuddle into him.

“Get out of here with that shit,” Mark said and then cracked up at Jackson’s hurt, puppy dog expression.

~*~

It was packed to the brim in the House of Blues with many GOT7 fans as well as fans that just discovered Mark when he started putting out his latest solo music.

Fallon found herself being accidently jostled around by some of the other concert goers. Everyone, however, was politely saying “excuse me” and “I’m sorry,” before being bumped into someone else on the other side.

The House of Blues was beyond sold out!

Fallon’s excitement was radiating out from her body in waves and it was really amping up the closer it got to time for Mark to be making his appearance on stage.

Fallon looked around her and noticed everyone, including her best friend, getting their phones and ready for the performance. She shook her head in amusement. She would probably take a few pictures herself but she wanted to mainly focus on the music.

Mark’s music hit a place in her soul that had been pushed down and ignored for far too long. Fallon planned to enjoy every second of the concert and soak in every bit. She craned her neck to look up at the full upper floor and over to the upper VIP section. Fallon was trying to see how many fans were up there when she noticed a man walking around heading to the VIP seating.

She thought he looked very familiar but from this distance she couldn’t be sure. She squinted her eyes to try to get a better look but right then the overhead lights began to flicker and dim, and loud cheers and whistles rang out through the building.

Mark appeared like an angel on stage and Alicia grabbed Fallon’s hand, immediately swooned over the singer as he laughed shyly and waved to everyone in the audience. Mark took a deep breath and stepped forward into the mic.

“Hey everyone, My name is Mark Tuan and I want to thank you for coming to see me tonight. This is the third stop on my first solo tour and I’m so nervous but also so excited to be performing for you. I hope you like the set!”

Loud cheers erupted through the concert hall as the spotlights lowered and the music began to play.

~*~

Jackson leaned against the railing of the VIP section to look down at lit up the stage below.

His chest constricted with warm emotions while he listened to Mark’s clear voice float upwards on the air.

Jackson was so fucking proud of Mark that he could barely contain himself from throwing himself all over Mark in the dressing room. To see their shy eldest member making his comeback was awe-inspiring for Jackson. He remembered the struggles that Mark had when they first left JYPE. Hell.. they had all struggled with that huge decision and with the events that happened afterword. However, no matter how much Jackson dealt with, how much stress he had been under, he knew that it was nothing compared to the fact that Mark had been in a rougher spot mentally and had even sought out counseling for the way he had been feeling.

Jackson had been so worried about Mark, they all had honestly. It also made it way more difficult to be there for each other when several of them were living in different countries now. But now, looking out at one of his best friends, one of his BROTHERS, he could finally feel that everything was coming into place.

They were seriously all doing it, they were all making it until they could get together again. And not just making it but they were THRIVING with it.

Jackson’s eyes, hidden behind his dark sunglasses, rove over the crowd until his gaze gets caught on the same woman he saw earlier when he was walking to the VIP seating.

He had noticed her first by her hair.

On the front left side of her hair and halfway into her bangs was a wide white streak. He had wondered if she had that professionally done or if she had done it at home herself.Either way, Jackson though that it looked great in her dark hair and with the way the streak from that side of her face.

Jackson had watched her throw her head back and laugh freely at something that one of the women standing beside her had said. Her smiled had hooked him. He didn’t know what it was but something about her called to him. It had been a long time since he had felt that way about someone, let alone feeling that when first laying eyes on someone.

‘Come to think of it, I don’t know if I have EVER felt that way on first seeing somebody.’ He thought to himself as his eyes wondered back to the woman again. Just looking at her made his heart throb.

She was standing closer to the front of the stage. In the perfect position to record the entire concert, but she was the only one who did not have her phone out. While all of the people surrounding her had their phones out recording the concert, she was standing there with her eyes closed, just soaking it all in.

‘Intriguing’ he thought to himself.

He felt caught himself smiling as he watched her start singing the lyrics to the song that Mark just started. Realizing what he was doing, Jackson straightened up and decided to put all of his focus on Mark.

It wasn’t even a few minutes that went by before Jackson’s gaze had wondered to the woman yet again, singing her heart out.

“Sometimes I look at myself

It’s a little bit selfish

I tried but I can’t win

You don’t even know

How could somebody look at me

And think that I’m happy?

I haven’t been laughing

Too much anymore”

From his vantage point above the crowd, he could see that the young woman has started crying, the tears on her cheeks were being reflected in the ceiling lights. Jackson frowned and felt his heart constrict. He ran his fingers through his hair and puffed air out of his cheeks.

“What the hell man, get ahold of yourself.”

He continuously tried to look away from her but his gaze kept finding her again and again throughout the night.

~*~

“OH MY GOD HE WAS AMAZING!”

Alicia yelled into the night air as they stumbled out of the building, their legs a little wobbly from the alcoholic beverages they had consumed during the concert.

Alicia clutched her chest dramatically and pretended to swoon and faint, folding herself in against Fallon. Fallon laughed and caught her best friend mid-swoon.

“He really was!” Fallon agreed whole-heartedly. “I knew his music was amazing already but hearing it in person… It’s on a whole ‘nother level. I would say that this concert would be in the top 5 that I’ve gone to, for sure.”

Alicia sighed happily and hugged her best friend to her side. "

Thank you for coming with me friend, you’re the only one I know who doesn’t make fun of this 42 year old woman for listening to Kpop and being crazy over these men.”

“Oh please!” Fallon declared, “If it wasn’t for you introducing me to Kpop and Kdramas then I never would have known that I was destined to marry Lee Dong Wook. And don’t forget, I’m 32, so I’m not far behind your old ass.”

Alicia laughed loudly and held her best friend’s hand while they found where their Uber ride was parked. The two women continued talking about their favorite parts of the concert as they climbed into the Uber and headed back to the hotel to reminisce throughout the night.

~*~

Jackson waited for Mark back in the dressing room, not wanting to interrupt Mark signing signatures for the VIP fans. Jackson was disappointed in himself and kept beating himself up over and over again.

“Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!” he groaned and slide over to lay on his side on the couch.

He had tried not to look at the woman, and when the concert neared its end, he had the overwhelming urge to go wait outside for her.

He forced himself to stay still, telling himself over and over, “You’ve been single for three years. You need to focus on yourself and your career. You do not have time for a complicated fling.”

He thought he had it licked. He thought that he was going to be able to ignore his rising feelings.

And he did.

Until the concert ended and then in a flurry of panic he tried to rush outside, only to realize that he would never be able to find her in the crowd at night.

“Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!” he reiterated, punching the couch pillow with every word uttered.

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