Hmm... Something's... Different.
Requested by daydreamr_02.
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"Yeah, I'll be back," you said to your friends as you walked off towards the bathrooms. You were at the mall with your squad for the day and at the moment, you guys were eating.
You walked towards the bathroom, trying your best to dodge the shoppers. But you got distracted when your phone buzzed. You took it out of pocket and kept walking seeing whatever had caused you to get a notification. People managed to walk out of your way, except for someone you didn't expect.
You collided with another body, much taller than you and you grunted from the elbow that hit you. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there!" a male voice cooed. "Are you okay?"
You rubbed your shoulder where the elbow hit and looked up. You made eye contact with the boy and your eyes widened. "You're... You're..."
The boy smiled, cocking his head to the side like a cute puppy. "Yeah, I know. Mark Tuan from GOT7."
The breath in your lungs seemed to disappear. You just stared into eyes, feeling your heart beat quicken. "Oh... uh... I'm... I'm sorry."
Mark looked at you increaduously. "Don't worry about it! I should've known to watch out for some occupied teenager on her phone. What's your name?"
"Mark," you said breathlessly.
Mark chuckled. "Wow. We have the same name! Sweet!"
You shook your head. "It's (Y/N), sorry. I just can't believe-"
"Oh, who's this?" a voice behind you asked.
"(Y/N)!" Mark answered. "I bumped into her."
"Actually, I bump-"
Mark shushed you. "It's my fault, okay?"
Whoever had asked who you were ealier moved to Mark's side and you about fainted. "She's a little pale," Bam Bam snickered. "You good?"
"Yeah... Yeah, I think so," you gasped.
"Oh! Well, have you already scolded him?" Bam Bam asked.
"Excuse me?" Mark looked at his band mate weirdly.
Bam Bam just laughed. "So uh, instead of standing there star-struck, would you like us to sign something? Maybe take a picture? It's not everyday you run into us." He giggled. "It'd be a shame if you didn't remember this moment."
"I don't have anything, I don't think," you sighed.
Mark grinned and took your arm, pushing up your sleeve and pulling a pen out of no where. He quickly wrote something down, his tongue sticking out a bit out from his lips, before he closed the pen and pulled your sleeve back down. "I like you," he grinned. "You seem pretty chill."
You bid your farewells and you raced off to the bathroom, your heart pounding in your chest. You slid into a stall and pulled your sleeve up. You looked at the black ink scribbled onto your arm and once again, you felt the oxygen inside you evaporate.
It's not everyday your bias gives you his number, you know.
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Ah yes. So I'm deciding that this will be just like a little mini series. This specific request though will be three parts probably. I don't know everything about GOT7 and honestly, I feel like such a fake fan. With that being said, please don't yell at me for getting something wrong about them. I know I'm probably going to slip something up, but please don't scream at me. I'm sorry if you feel offended.
Anyways, have a very merry Christmas, or whatever holiday you celebrate. I hope you get everything you want and may it be fantastic and full of cheer~!