Kpop Idols One Shot

8.mark's best friend - bambam

boy x boy

Got7 is on a short break in Los Angeles and is staying at Mark's home. They were all laying in the living room as they had the house to themselves as Mark's parents were out on a cruise to celebrate their wedding anniversary. 

"I'm bored!" BamBam yelled. 

"Me too." Yugyeom added. The others sighed softly. Mark was on his phone as it seemed like he was texting someone. 

"What are you doing?" Jackson asked trying to take a peek at the phone but Mark pushed him away. 

"I'm talking to a friend. He is having a concert today and said we can go." Mark replied and stood up. "It starts in 2 hours so get ready." He added. Everyone stood up and ran to their rooms. Mark shook his head as he went to his room to change. 

- time skip -

They made it to the concert venue and the others looked around to see it was a very small concert venue. 

"This place is small." Jackson said. 

"My friend likes playing small venues. He finds it more intimate." Mark replied. The lights turned off and Mark smiled. "It's starting." He added.

Everyone looked over to the stage. Two girls came out first. One girl had red hair that was tied in braids and she walked over to the drums. The other girl had short, black, curly hair and she grabbed the guitar. A boy then came out and grabbed the bass guitar. He had black hair that was long in the front and shaved on the sides and the back. He had his ear pierced and had blue piercing eyes. He had a prominent jaw line and slightly tan skin. He was quit tall and is more muscular than lean. He was wearing black skinny jeans, black Dr. Martens and a loose white button up. 

"Is that your friend?" Youngjae asked. Mark nodded. 

"His name is Greyson but he prefers to be called Grey." Mark replied. Everyone nodded. Well almost everyone as BamBam was too busy staring at the guy. Something about the man caught BamBam's eyes and he just couldn't look away. 

"Hello guys. The first song I am going to play is a song I wrote when my best friend moved away. He is actually here today. This song is for you Mark." Greyson said. His voice was slightly deep. The music started and Greyson started singing. 

"On a fault line late night
Underneath the stars we came alive
And singing to the sky just felt right
I won't forget the good times

While the punks started picking fights
With the skater kids under city lights
Remember how we laughed 'til we cried
I won't forget the good times

I never want to leave this sunset town
But one day the time may come
And I'll take you at your word and carry on
I'll hate the goodbye
But I won't forget the good times
I won't forget the good times

We were bare knuckle tight lip
Middle fingers up ego trip
Devil-may-care but we didn't mind
I won't forget the good times

With the boys in black smoking cigarettes
Chasing girls who didn't know love yet
As the bonfire moon came down
I won't forget the good times

I never want to leave this sunset town
But one day the time may come
And I'll take you at your word and carry on
I'll hate the goodbye
But I won't forget the good times
I won't forget the good times

When we laughed, when we cried
Those were the days we owned the nights
Locked away, lost in time
I found the nerve to say that

I never want to leave this sunset town
But one day the time may come
And I'll take you at your word and carry on
I'll hate the goodbye
But I won't forget the good times
(Won't forget the good times)
I won't forget the good times
(Won't forget the good times)

I never want to leave this sunset town
But one day the time may come
And I'll take you at your word and carry on
I'll hate the goodbye
But I won't forget the good times
(I won't forget the good times)"