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gotsevluv · 8 months
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♡̶ my seven boys יִיִ 🐣̫ ֺ ۪ 갓세븐
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markie-baby · 23 days
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@via-instagram: Mark Tuan at the YSL Fashion show for Paris Fashion Week ✨️
@:marktuan
EATING YALL HOES UPPP omfg 😭🤦🏾‍♀️
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eviebyme · 1 year
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*****i forgot to ask what for the GOT7 one. lol
https://at.tumblr.com/eviebyme/hi-i-wanted-to-ask-if-you-can-do-a-headcanon/9frby751u7c1
If you can please do the same for GOT7?
Hi! Yes, I can certainly do that 😉. Thanks for requesting!❤️
Got7 Kinks
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He’s probably the most vanilla tbh
Being with a partner he finds sexy is usually enough for him
He prefers to stick with missionary or doggy
His kink would most probably be penetration, just the act of sex is enough and he doesn’t really like to step out of his comfort zone
He will silently judge you if you suggest anything too crazy by his standards
Jaebeom
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I can see him having specific sensitive spots that will drive him crazy when they’re touched
Like he’s big into having his nipples played with or being pinched on his thighs or waist or something
To that point he probably has a specific body fetish. Foot fetish, breast, belly button. I can see him being hyperfixated (and turned on) by certain body parts
Likes having sex in public, but with no one around lol - like in a field or in a car. He finds it exciting but anything more and his anxiety takes over
Jackson
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Ok guys, he’s a lowkey freak
Takes consent very VERY seriously because he knows he’ll mess you up lol
Hard dom- likes giving orders, inflicting pain, and teasing
Like leather and bondage
ALWAYS has a safe word, even if your intention is just making out
Jinyoung
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Soft dom - he likes to give orders but is a huge softy and feels bad when he gets carried away
LOVES roleplaying - he’s always the dominant though. Like he really gets into it. He’s usually pretty reserved but once he’s into a role he completely changes into that character
Likes to blindfold and tie up his partner - but he only reaches this stage after being with someone for a while
Seems vanilla the first few times, but he is freaky trust me
Youngjae
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Edging and being teased
Probably a switch or exclusively submissive
I can see him being turned on by certain articles of clothing - like knee high socks and a short skirt or lingerie. That will drive him wild. Even certain textures like silk or lace are incredibly sexy
Also, I can see getting turned on by cosplay of anime or video game characters - omg and maids!
Bambam
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Soft dom #2
More of a Daddy/baby girl kind of dom
Loves to take care of you and loves to put you in your place
Giving massages (erotic massages ofc)
Probably the second most vanilla after Mark. He likes good old fashioned sex and literally just loves to be touched.
Yugyeom
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Rough sex
Role play that results in rough sex (punishing, humiliating, etc)
I’m reluctant to say hard dom because he can come out of this role quickly - and he is not really a soft dom.
He will be very clear about consent and safe words too. His partner is always a priority, but sex is a way to release anger, so he usually wants to be totally clear
Loves anal but will never suggest it to his partner
Requests Open!
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lucuslavigne · 6 months
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𖦹 O pai manja!
Bambam × Leitora.
๑: Bam sendo um papai ansioso pela chegada da filhinha, fluffy.
Espero que gostem.
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— Kunpimook Bhuwakul! — falou assim que entrou no quarto da futura filhinha de vocês.
— Que susto mulher! — colocou a mão do lado esquerdo do peito. — Quer me matar?
— Eu quero que você pare de mudar os móveis da Phailin de lugar. — o disse.
— Mas desse jeito fica melhor! — respondeu como se fosse o óbvio.
— Você já me disse isso três vezes hoje. — suspirou.
— O pai manja! Relaxa amor.
— Bambam... — arqueou uma sobrancelha.
— É que eu 'tô ansioso com a chegada da nossa pequena. — confessou.
— Eu sei meu amor. — chegou perto do tailandês. — Mas isso só vai te deixar mais ansioso ainda.
— Tem razão. — se deu por vencido. — Vamos assistir algo então? — pegou sua mão.
— Vamos. — andou com o mesmo até a sala, onde colocaram um filme qualquer em que Adam Sandler atuava.
Passaram-se uns vinte minutos de filme, e Bambam parecia mais inquieto que antes.
— Bambam. — chamou a atenção do mais alto.
— Desculpa meu bem, mas eu 'tô muito ansioso. — deu risada.
— Coloca a mão aqui. — pegou as mãos do tailandês e as colocou em sua barriga, fazendo o maior sentir a movimentação da pequena Phailin.
— Ela mexeu! — falou feliz.
— Ela também está ansiosa pra' vir ao mundo, ela é muito agitada, que nem você. — riu.
— O papai ama você meu amor! — beijou sua barriga. — Espero que você seja linda como eu.
— Ah pronto. — riu. — Ela vai ser linda que nem a mamãe dela.
— Não duvido. — te beijou.
— Amo você Bam. — sorriu.
— Eu também amo você minha vida.
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bambikisss · 2 years
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XOX, Cupid { PART 1 }
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JACKSON WANG X PERFORMER!READER
-> In which you and Jackson decide to show expose your relationship during a duet performance in head in the clouds with Jackson.
A/N: This will be a two-part imagine, your stage name is Cupid btw
SMUT WARNINGS: Unprotected sexy time, slight spit play, ass slapping (heh)
PART ONE - ONE DAY BEFORE HEAD IN THE CLOUDS
"Headling our Head In the Cloud's concert is Cupid!"
Social media buzzed when the 88 Rising's Twitter news came out. You had been on a slight hiatus due to an injury but you had just gotten the green light to perform again.
What better stage than this one?
You laid back on your bed as the positive comments flooded your screen as you scrolled, a smile coming onto your face. Your fans were always so loving and sometimes when you felt sad you would go on Instagram live just to talk to them.
Before you could click on a video posted by a fan of their reaction to the announcement, Jackson called to facetime you, making you jump and almost drop the phone.
He always seemed to scare you when he called you.
You accepted his facetime call, placing your hand on your heart as you yelled at him for scaring you, your boyfriend of 4 years laughing from the other side. "I'm sorry baby. Should I text you a warning everytime before I call you?" He asked, a smirk on his face as he watched you pout, rolling your eyes before smiling back at him. "I heard about you headlining Head in the Clouds. Congratulations baby." You placed the phone down onto the nightstand as you fell back against the bed again, sighing against the cold sheets. "I'm actually a bit nervous. I just want to perform well, you know? This is the first time I'll be seen performing since my injury." Even though you had only rolled your ankle, it seemed like everyone in the world thought that you had died. To make matters worst, you had then caught covid so your return was pushed back. You often wondered if the fans would still be as loud as when you had your last concert, or if they would be as happy to see you as you were to see them. It was all you could think about when you rehearsed or even just laid in your bed. Jackson would sometimes help, though, even though he was often someone far away from you. He'd facetime call you frequently and watch your dance rehearsals, providing pointers and feedback as if he was an audience member. You trusted him to tell you when your performance looked sloppy. He was your right-hand man- your lover.
Speaking of your lover, he was silent making you sit up, laughing softly as he had his eyes trained on your legs that were in perfect view of the camera. He had always had a thing for your legs, especially your thighs as you had a small pink heart tattoo on both of them that he loved to kiss and bite while he teased you. He thought you were a goddess that came down to earth just to drive him crazy. You cleared your throat, flipping yourself so you were facing him, your head resting on your hands as you raised an eyebrow to your man, who rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks heating up from being caught checking your legs out. "I was listening I swear," he promised, holding his hands up in defense. You laughed, telling him it was alright and that you loved it when he only looked at you. He mirrored you on his hotel bed, a smile on his lips as he admired you, the two of you just staring at one another in silence before you broke the comfortable silence as you remembered something. "My stylist sent over one of my performance outfits and I have to try it on. Do you wanna see?" His eyes lit up, ushering for you to go and quickly change into it. He was excited to not only see more of your beautiful body but to see you get excited when you put it on.
You ripped open the package marked with the number one, gasping as the soft pink outfit fell from the bag. You placed it onto the bed, forgetting Jackson was still on the phone with you as you stripped down to nothing but your underwear, giggling when you heard Jackson sigh dreamily from staring at your backside. You put the dress on, turning to face Jackson as you looked up into the mirror you had on your dresser near the bed, your eyes widening as you jumped up and down, giggling happily. When you asked for Jackson's input, he smiled before looking you up and down carefully again, making your cheeks feel hot under his gaze. "I love it but I'd wear some safety shorts with it if you have choreography in your first set." You nodded, shaking your hips as you watched the skirt move, understanding what he meant. "I mean, or you can just leave the dress for when I see you during the festival and we can put it to good use later that night." You raised an eyebrow as you met Jackson's gaze, his eyes trained on your legs. You knew there was no point in redirecting his eyes, your hands teasingly pulling up the sides of the skirt, Jackson's breath hitching as he watched more skin slowly get more exposed before his manager knocked on his bedroom door, halting you from moving up anymore making him groan. "I'll let you go deal with that, baby" you smiled, leaning down to blow a kiss to your boyfriend, making him roll his eyes before blowing a kiss back, waving as he said goodbye before ending the call.
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''Again''
You sighed as you retied your shoes, sighing as the hot California sun beat down on you and your dancer. You had been through all three sets and even had gone through all of the outfit changes but your performance manager thought it didn't look good enough. Besides Jackson's opinions, you trusted his as well. You stood up, sighing as you fixed your mic pack before walking back with your dancers to the performance starting point, breathing heavily. "Wait!" You turned to see Jackson running with a water bottle in his hand to you, making you smile. Your performance manager sighed as he called a water break, letting your dancers walk off to grab their own waters as you kissed Jackson's cheek as a thank you for saving you from dancing for the tenth time. He kept his arm around you as you drank, walking with you around the stage as he critiqued your past performances in the rehearsal, nodding along. "I do have one more critic about the outfits though," you turned to face him, Jackson's hands moving to your waist as he pulled you close, his lips moving to hover over your ear as he spoke. "That first pink looks too good for a performance." You raised an eyebrow, your hands resting on his shoulders as you asked what he meant, being met with a dark chuckle. "I wanna fuck you in that dress, baby." Your eyes widened as you stepped back to hit his chest, Jackson winking as he laughed, walking back with you to the main stage to meet with your dancers, his eyes staring at your body as you walked up to meet them. You handed him the water bottle, ushering him off the stage as your introduction music started back up, showing that rehearsals were back on.
You did make sure the last run-through to apply Jackson's comments, being met with a hug and kiss from him as soon as you got off of the stage, his hand dangerously close to your ass as he kissed your cheek, leading you back to your dressing room, which was down the hall from his. As you reached for your door to change, he stopped you. He would usually push you into the as soon as you clicked the door open to watch you change and maybe eat you out, but he had to do his own rehearsal so he held back. He held up a black card, handing it to you as he smiled at you, winking before he walked off with his dancers, leaving you not only confused but slightly horny as you were looking forward to being eaten due to the looks he gave you when he watched you perform and the way his voice had deepened. You looked down at the card, noticing it was a keycard holder with a small note on it. "I've taken the pleasure of booking our hotel room for us. The minute I come in that room, we're eating dinner, then I'm eating you out baby. Have fun while I'm gone and relax~"
You smiled as you gathered your things and went to the hotel, taking a shower and then changed into a robe. You had just sat down to do your makeup when he arrived. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss your cheek, groaning at the scent of the body wash you used. His hands moved up and down your arms as his lips moved down your cheek to your neck, his gaze moving to the mirror as he watched you throw your head back as he sucked and kissed on your sweet spot, his gaze darkening as he gripped your arms, your soft groan becoming music to his ears as he kissed back to your cheek, pulling himself away as he walked to grab his suit and underwear, winking at you as he made his way into the bathroom. You giggled softly, enjoying the lingering scent that Jackson left on the robe as you finished your hair and makeup, then changed into Jackson's favorite black dress, smiling as you put your robe back on. You finished putting the finishing touches on your look when Jackson emerged from the bathroom, his black suit making you want to rip it off of him and just let him have his way with you all night, but you held back. Jackson walked over to help the room service men bring in the dinner he ordered, tipping them extra to place a "do not disturb" sign on the door before closing the door. You stood up to go through the food items he ordered, turning when Jackson cleared his throat. He had connected his phone to the room's speaker and played some romantic music as he dimmed the lights slightly, his gaze moving over your body. You mirrored his smile, your eyes filled with love as he made his way over to you, his hand moving to cup your cheek, kissing you with so much love. No matter how much lust was in the room, he always made sure to show you how much he loved you. He would have you dress up at your shared home to just eat dinner with you or take you out to restaurants, reserving a private room so it would just be you two and shower you with gifts and roses. He would do little things too, like writing songs just for you, singing them to you whenever you felt sad, or just making breakfast for you before he left for the studio. It was his main goal to show you how much he loved you and in return, you gave him all of you.
"So, are you really going to enjoy our dinner in a bathrobe?" Jackson asked, kissing the bridge of your nose as you giggled, pushing him back slightly so he could watch you slowly remove the robe to show the dress. His eyes widened as he stared at the dress he had bought you and deemed it his favorite dress for you to wear, which you both only reserved for special nights.
"For my magic man," you smiled softly, Jackson holding your hand as he pulled you close, kissing you softly as his hands moved down your body slowly, his forehead moving to rest against yours. "For my Cupid."He whispered, his lips moving to kiss yours again as his hands made contact with your ass, moving to squeeze it in his hands as the kiss turned sloppy, Jackson and you obviously forgetting about the dinner that was hot and ready for the two of you. His lips moved down to kiss and bite along your neck as he picked you up, taking you over to the large bed, your back hitting the sheets as he left marks moving along your neck. You arched up to meet his chest, your hands moving into his hair as you licked your lips, gasping as he bit down on your neck, his name escaping your lips breathlessly. "Yes baby, say my name just like that." he groaned, biting down again as you breathlessly said his name, closing your eyes as he quickly pressed his lips against yours again, your tongues moving together. You both reached for each other's clothes, craving to touch one another as you both carelessly ripped off the clothing, tossing it to land on the floor as you both continued to moan and groan into each other's mouths. He bit your bottom lip, ushering you to move up to the headboard as he followed behind you. As your upper back rested against the headboard, Jackson's lips pounced back onto yours, much slower and loving this time as one of his hands moved to carefully separate your legs apart, his finger moving up and down your wet slit making Jackson groan and you sigh into the kiss. "Love my baby so much. Let's me do whatever I want to her because I love her." it sounded like he wasn't speaking to you, kissing down your body as his finger gathered your wetness. He was so drunk off of you, only having one thing on his mind in the moment. "Gonna make my baby cum so hard for me. Gonna make her feel so loved because I love her. Because she's my cupid. My baby," he groaned against your thigh, kissing your pink heart tattoo before bitting and licking slowly as he moved down your leg, placing your legs onto his shoulders as he laid down on his stomach, his tongue immediately diving into you. He groaned at your taste as he licked and sucked, your back arching as you moaned loudly, your hands moving to grab his hair, your hips trying to move against his tongue but his hand pressed you down, your lover moving faster as the lewd sounds of him licking your pussy filled the room. He looked up at you to meet your eyes, his free hand moving to gently grip your jaw to make you look down at him as he began to fuck you with his tongue, his grip on your cheek getting tighter if you tried to look away. He loved having you watch him when he did anything to your body, rutting his hips into the sheets as he watched every eye roll, every groan, every curse word leave your beautiful body.
"Fuck baby. Hold on," Jackson moved to switch the two of you, having you get onto his face as his hands gripped your hips to have you immediately ride and move against his tongue. You gripped the headboard as you moved with his instruction, tossing your head back and then forward as you met his eyes again. "Fuck baby, don't stop, please, so fuking close" you moaned incoherently, babbling as you felt yourself approach your much-wanted organism, Jackson moving faster as he told you to cum on him, his hands moving to slap and grip your ass, ushering you to cum all over his lips and bottom half of his face. You were glad your hotel room wasn't around anyone else as you screamed his name, your hips and legs shaking around his head as you came, your hands gripping his hair to keep him against you as you rode out your organism, whining as he picked you up, carefully laying you down against the pillows as he kissed around your body, waiting for you to calm down. You felt like you could fall asleep happy and satisfied until you saw Jackson rest both of his hands on the headboard above you, watching as your chest rose and fell, your eyes training to look first at the wet lower half of his face, then trailed down to look at his hard cock, which was covered in precum. Noticing that you've calmed down, he leaned down to connect your lips with his, letting you taste yourself on his lips and tongue, one hand moving to pump himself a few times before he angled himself to push into you, using your wetness to wet his dick.
"You taste that, princess? Guess who made this mess on my fucking face with her good fucking pussy?" he asked, not waiting for an answer as he pushed the tip in, smirking as you wiggled around, begging for him to move in you, only for him to press you down, keeping you still. "Guess who's going to make another mess on my fat dick? You are." He shook his head as he moved both hands back up to the headboard, looking down at you as he motioned for you to open your mouth, Jackson gathering spit in his mouth before spitting down into your mouth and then telling you to close your mouth. "Naughty girl."
He pushed in before you could say anything else, your back arching as he fully sheathed himself in you, groaning as you tightened around him. You dug your nails into his back as he moved his hips pounding into you, groaning as you moaned loudly, opening your legs more so he could move in deeper. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your nails digging down his back as the sound of your moans and the sound of him pounding into you filled the room. Jackson watched you as he rolled his hips, grabbing your breasts as he watched you become breathless, leaning down to lick and suck on the neglected nipple, switching to the other one as you moaned, one hand moving to his hair as he pulled out, flipping you over to have you move to your hands and knees. He came closer, his hand moving to put your hair into a ponytail, Jackson rubbing his dick up and down your slit before pushing back in roughly, Jackson throwing his head back as he groaned, kissing along your back as you moved your ass backward to meet his hips, your hands moving to grip the sheets as he looked down to watch, spitting onto your ass cheek before she slapped it. "There we go, baby. Ride my dick for my cum. Throw it back, baby." His hands gripped harder on your hair, your moans becoming louder as you leaned your body down so your ass was up, your eyes meeting Jackson's as you turned your head back to make eye contact with him, your face contouring as you felt your end rushing closer, Jackson reading your face as he pulled you up with your hair so your back met his chest, his hand moving to your throat as he licked and kissed your neck. "Cum, princess, cum all over my fat fucking dick so I can fill you up with mine,"he groaned into your ear, one of his hands sneaking down to play with your clit as you came, your nails digging into his lower back as you toss your head back, his lips moving to bite and suck on your more exposed neck. He held your limp body as he moved faster, letting your body fall forward to rest against the pillows as his hips moved faster, his eyes trained on your ass as he began mumbling to himself, obviously near his own organism as he groaned. "Gonna fill up my baby so good. Let me fill you up and show you how much I love you," he licked his lips, his hips studdering as he came, his hands coming into contact to smack and grip your ass.
He rest his hands on your ass, catching his breath as he looked down at you, kissing along your shoulders and down your back, massaging you as he ran his hands up and down your body, kissing your cheek. You rolled over as he pulled out, your arms wrapping around his neck as you brought him down for a kiss, running your hands through his hair as he calmed down, laying his body down next to yours. "How you feeling, baby?" you asked him, gigging as you flipped over to kiss his cheek repeatedly, Jackson smiling as his fingers moved up and down your spine. "Amazing. I missed that baby." he whispered, kissing you softly before he got out of the bed, moving to go grab a towel to clean you up, then handed you one of his shirts to put on as he put on his underwear. He held out his hand to her, leading you to the table as he uncovered the food, which thankfully wasn't too cold. He handed you the sushi as he went to heat up the rest of the food, you eating happily. He joined you soon after, holding your hand as he ate, smiling softly. "I'm excited to see you perform tomorrow. You actually go on after me, so I'll make sure to stand on standby to watch my cupid tear up the stage." You winked at him, Jackson moving his chair closer to yours as he took one of the sushi off your plate. "I just hope everything goes well tomorrow. This is my first time performing again." you felt some worry fill you up again as he rubbed your arm, offering some kind words. "I know it's scary but think about everyone who is ready to see you. Think of all of those fans who waited so long to see you perform and now they can," He kissed your hand as he pulled you close to his body, letting you rest on his shoulder. "If anything, think about me. I'll be cheering you on," he chuckled, kissing your forehead. You nodded as you relished in his body warmth, feeling all of the anxiety fade away.
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"We have a major problem!"
You turned around with your dancer, anxiety shooting through your body as your manager rushed over to you, Jackson following.
"Your duet partner that was supposed to sing with you during the third and final set isn't coming."
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Key x GOT7 Bambam doing Good & Great challenge
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xiaolanhua · 21 days
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BAMBAM Slow Mo, 2022.
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unknownperson007 · 2 months
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10년
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poetticsailor · 9 months
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      .  ˳ ⁺ ⁎ ˚ ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ˚ ⁎ ⁺ ˳  . 
        jackson & bambam │ got7
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4thyth · 1 year
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Just falling deep for these guys, and now i can’t stop smiling.😌😌😌😌😌
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blizzardfluffykpop · 4 months
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Relaxing
Summary: After a long day at work, you get to spend the rest of the day relaxing with Bambam and your four cats. 
Oneshot 
Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship au
Word Count: 1,262
Bambam X Reader
Requested: I wonder if you can go a lil BamBam fluff :DD Like not over the top fluff but like domestic home fluff? Like reader comes home to a cozy house of BamBam and cats?? Idk, do what you feel is right! Love youuuuuu 💜
[A/n: I did name ½ of the cats. But seriously they can have any name you wish. (One is named King like Bam’s real cat but not an imitation). I don’t write about Got7 too much anymore, if that. I still love them but not enough to write about them. Anyways, the reason I took this is because I’ve known and been friends with this person in real life for many years. On top of having inspiration for it. And today she starts her new job, and I wish her lots of luck. Anyways, love ya too! Hope this is to your cup of tea!]
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You’ve waited for the weekend to come since the dawn of Monday, wanting to be back in Bambam’s arms. But with you both working different schedules, it was hard to be home together. As you clock out, you can’t help but feel giddy. You race out of the building, barely saying goodbye to anyone before hopping in your car. Your phone rings as if he knew, “Hey, Baby, are you on your way?” You grin, “Yeah, I’ll be home in ten. Do you want anything while I’m out?” He hums and says, “No, just you. I ordered your favorite, by the way.” You thank him and say your goodbyes, and after checking the coast that the was clear, you barrel out of the parking lot, looking forward to a long weekend of cuddling and relaxing. 
You can’t help but smile as you see your shared home. Back before you bought a house together, he always felt like home. And now that you’re living together, it felt surreal, no matter how many times you return. You call into the house as you set your keys down, “Babe, I’m home~” He calls back, “In the living room!” You smile and reach the living room and see a precious site. Curled up on his lap are two of the four cats you share. You quickly snap a photo, and then he catches sight of you, “I’m so happy you’re home. I’ve missed you all week.” “I’ve missed you too, Bam.” 
That’s when the other two unoccupied cats hear that you are home. You hear their loud meows before you see them. You smile softly as the one comes up and walks between your legs, and you pick it up and kiss it while the other leads you to your shared bedroom. The cats hop onto your bed as you change into your pajamas, waiting for you to finish cleaning up. They follow you back to the living room, where you settle beside Bambam. 
He smiles, wraps his arm around your shoulders, and pulls you into his side. Your workday starts to weigh on you as you rest your head against his shoulders. He asks, “You want to tell me about your day?” You shake your head no, and he kisses your forehead, “You don’t have to. I’m glad you’re home.” The two kitties who followed you hop onto your lap, and Bam chuckles, “Seems like they’re glad, too.” You sigh, “This is nice. It’s good to be home.” He nods and lets you have your moments of rest and peace.
Once you unwind from your long day at work, you start scratching the fuzzy gray cat behind the ears, and she instantly starts purring. The other wakes up from the noise and gives you a look, and you let out a light laugh before using your other hand to scratch their neck. The cats on Bam’s lap stretch out and look up to find your home. The one nuzzles into Bam’s chest and asks for pets, which he willingly gives him. While the other, with its outstretched paws, starts making biscuits on both of your legs. Which makes you both laugh as you sit there basking in the moment. The doorbell rings. Bam scoots his cat onto your lap, which causes the one that was lying on his chest to hop off and head to the kitchen to get his food. You both laugh, and he pulls his arm out from behind you and gets up. Once he’s off the couch, the other curls up against your leg where Bambam was sitting. 
You smile at the three cats and wait for Bam to return, “Whatcha get?” He grins as he reminds you, “Your favorite.” You give him a small smile, “I thought it’d be a good way to cheer you up.” You agree, and he pulls the coffee table closer to you. He goes to the kitchen, pulls out the utensils, and two drinks for you two. He returns, opens your cans, and hands you your meal so you don’t risk the three cats moving away. But alas, they do, smelling that it’s mealtime. “Did you give them their cans of food?” He nods, “Yeah, but the two here,” gesturing to the ones on your lap, “Didn’t want to eat until you returned.” “And what about Lamb Chop?” He laughs, “She already ate. That’s why she’s so content lying against us.” You laugh, and she moves into your lap after the two who smell pasta hop down to eat their fishy dinners in the kitchen. She rolls over as Bam sits back down and lays across the two of you, “The baby… Always getting what she wants.” He laughs, “Always. How’s our little lamb chop?” She purrs as the two of you rub her belly before digging into your food. 
She hops down as you two finish eating. Bam gets up and takes your trash, “Thanks, Bambi.” He smiles, “No problem, Thumper.” You both laugh and after, he throws away the garbage. The two of you go and wash up after your meal. He grabs your hand in his, stopping you in your tracks, “Do you want to watch TV or head to bed?” You think about it before deciding, “Sleep sounds really good right now.” He smiles, brings you into his chest, and holds you, “Okay.” You nuzzle your face into his chest as you sigh. He runs his fingers through your hair and helps you calm down even further. He waits for you to part from the embrace before he asks, “Ready?” You nod, and he leads you both to your bed and lifts the comforter up for you to get under. You give him a light smile as he gets under the covers on his side before tucking you in and wrapping himself around you. 
You hear scratching at the door, “Did you let them in?” He groans, “That’s what I forgot!” He clambers out of bed, unraveling himself before opening their mini door. One of them huffs at him, and he sasses, “King, we’ve talked about this. You get huffy with me. You won’t get any treats.” King huffs at him again, and Bam grumbles as he defeatedly makes his way back to bed. You roll over to face him as he climbs back in and gets under the blanket, “You, okay? Did the big bad kitty-cat give you attitude?” He pouts and nods his head. You ruffle his hair and kiss his cheek, “Aw, it’s okay, Bammie. He’ll purr, and you’ll forget all about it.” He nods, and lo and behold, King makes his way between you two and rubs up against him. “All is forgiven, little man. You’ll get your treat in the morning as usual.” You look towards King, then at Bam, then at King, and back at Bam before he gets it. And gently moves King from in between you two and kisses your nose, “Is someone jealous?” You pout, “Bam…” Which causes him to grin, “Your pout is so cute, baby.” And kisses your lips, “I love you, now let’s get some sleep.” You whisper back, “I love you too.” He turns off the overhead light with a command and turns on the lower light so you can rest at ease. He rolls you over, and you both laugh as he drags you into his arms. Your cats find their places around you two to sleep. And for the next two days, you can relax and spend them merrily with him and your four fur babies.
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gotsevluv · 1 year
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♡̶ my seven boys יִיִ 🐣̫ ֺ ۪ 갓세븐
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markie-baby · 2 months
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10 years with GOT7 ⭐️
"To our baby birds~"
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I love my boys 💕😭
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def-ars · 2 years
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Come and Get it, GOT7 💚
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pynvenus · 9 months
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ahgazennie · 2 months
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This was epic 🤣🤣🫶
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