cutest smile ever while hand phoning

You surprise them on tour - Got7

Jackson:

Jackson would be very upset that you couldn’t make it to their show in Japan all because your boss wouldn’t give you the days off. You talked to Mark and JB about surprising Jackson before their concert, they were all on board with the plan and helped sneak you into the venue while the other guys worked on distracting Jackson. Jackson was fidgeting with his phone when he heard your melodic voice.

“Y/n! Oh my god! What are you doing here?” Jackson screamed in delight and ran up to you hugging you tightly.

His arms wrapped around your waist as he lifted you off the ground and spun in circles. Once he put you down he pulled you even closer to his body and kissed your lips passionately. You pulled away first and hugged him again.

“You have to thank Mark and Jaebum for this one babe.” You smirk at him and he hugs his boys tightly, thankful to have such amazing friends.

Originally posted by ashirley246


Jaebum:

Mark and his girlfriend cuddled on the couch in the makeup room while Bambam gushed on and on about this girl he’s been dating for a while. Jaebum tried to turn up the volume on his music to drown out the love birds but nothing seemed to help keep his mind off missing you. With a loud groan, he stood up and walked outside to call you. He left so quickly that he missed the sly grins on his band mates faces. As he walked outside he saw you standing there with his favorite candy and a balloon. His eyes started to well up as he walked up to you, clearly not believing the sight in front of him.

“Baby, Y/n, I was just about to call you!” JB say as he hugs your waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

“I’ve missed you so much JB.” He hears you say, he hugs you even tighter which seemed impossible.

“I love you, this was a great surprise babe.”

Originally posted by daefsoul


Jinyoung:

“Hey hyung we were about to go out, wanna come?” Bambam claps his elder on the back and Jinyoung shakes his head no.

“Why not? It’ll be fun!” Bambam tilts his head to the side questioningly and Jinyoung waves him off.

“Well, the invitation stands if you change your mind.” Bambam continues before walking out with the rest of his band mates.

Jinyoung stares at his phone screen, eager for it to ring in case you decide to call or text. He knows being on the other side of the world makes it difficult for you guys to talk often but normally you respond at this time. He looks around the hotel room, trying to find something that could possibly take his mind off the clock ticking on the wall. He throws his head back on the couch with a sigh and as if on cue, his phone rings.

“Y/n!?” Jinyoung answers the phone without looking at the contact and is disappointed hearing Jacksons voice.

“No, Jackson. You miss her that bad?” Jackson lightly chuckles on the other line and Jinyoung rolls his eyes.

“What do you want Jackson?” He snaps and instantly apologizes to his hyung. “Sorry, this is normally the time Y/n and I can talk.”

“I understand, I was gonna ask if you’ve looked outside the door in a while. I ordered a few extra things for us and I was curious if they showed up yet.” Jackson says and he gets up from the couch.

As Jinyoung opens the door his eyes fall on you, standing there with the cutest smile he’s ever seen.

“I gotta go Jackson, I have a feeling you know why.” Jinyoung hangs up the phone and drags you inside quickly.

His hands instantly find the sides of your face and bring you in for a sweet, longing kiss. You both pull away, both chests heaving for air.

“Surprise.” You giggle and wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him in for one of many more kisses.

Originally posted by markjin


Mark:

Mark was very distraught at the thought of not being with you for your 3 year anniversary of being together. Mark apologized profusely and promised to make it up to you when he got home from tour. However, his mind was clearly not on practicing tonight’s dances.

“Hyung, why don’t you get some water.” Yugyeom suggests and Mark nods, leaving the room to go to the water cooler.

As he stood filling a paper cup up with cold water, he nearly dropped it hearing his name.

“Markie?” Your voice almost whispers and you’ve never seen him turn around quicker.

“Baby girl? No way!” Mark lifts you into his arms and your legs instinctually wrap around his waist.

“Happy anniversary!” You say into his ear and kiss his cheek.

“Happy anniversary baby, I’m sorry I don’t have any gifts but you are an amazing present.” Mark kisses your lips tenderly as wild whistles break out across the room from the guys watching in the doorway.

Originally posted by ceohan

Yugyeom:

Yugyeom attempted face timing you for the one millionth time today it felt. Every time you wouldn’t answer, he assumed you were busy and always tried again later. When you finally answered his mood improved immensely just seeing your beautiful face.

“Hello gorgeous, what have you been doing today?” Yugyeom asks you.

“Hi oppa, I’ve been very busy I’m sorry for not talking much.”

“It’s okay, I’m glad to finally see you. I miss you like crazy, they are starting to make fun of me.” He adds a laugh at the end making you smile as well.

“I miss you too oppa, we’ll see each other soon. I have to go now I’m sorry, I love you.” You blow him a kiss and hang up.

Although he’s disappointed to see you gone so soon he happy you two got to talk at all. He straightens up on the couch when the other 5 members come walking in.

“Ah what a lazy bum, sitting here all day while the rest of us try to find Mark.” Jackson tsks at Yugyeom and his eyebrows furrow.

“Did you try calling him? I’ll go look for him if you really need me to.” Yugyeom stands after the boys tell him to go.

He roams the halls for a while before running- literally running into a girl who looked suspiciously like his girlfriend.

“Aish Yugyeom!” You voice holds fake anger as it dawns on him that it really is his girlfriend.

“Y/n! What are you doing here? I don’t ever care I’m just glad to have you in my arms.” He brings you in for a bone crushing hug before you could even get a breath out.

“Surprise oppa!” You lean back to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him.

Originally posted by pinkhoodiemark


Youngjae:

Youngjae would be blind if he hadn’t noticed how odd his band members were acting today. He just chalked it up to them being more than excited for tonight’s show, but now it’s getting out of hand.

“What is up with you guys?” Youngjae questioned his friends as they tried to pick out an outfit that was far too flashy for his taste.

“Nothing!” “Whaaaat?” “Hyung stop over thinking.” They all brushed off his concern and it only made it worse.

Youngjae shook his head but continued to go along with the ridiculousness that was happening.

Finally they headed to the venue for makeup and hair, everyone was still acting strange. Bambam kept fixing every little thing until they actually walked into the building. He noticed a girl sitting in his normal seat, he couldn’t quite see her face and hesitantly wakes up to her. When you turned around his face lit up and he turned around to his members who gave him thumbs up.

“Oh my god, Y/n.” You stand up from the chair and throw yourself at Youngjae.

He happily holds you in his arms but pulls back to kiss all over your face and finally your lips.

Originally posted by mkcyj


Bambam:

Bambam’s heart would ache knowing he couldn’t be with you on your birthday to spoil and shower you in affection. He knows you are home in Thailand while he is touring the United States with his band. He calls you as soon as he wakes up to wish you a happy birthday.

“Happy birthday baby.” Bambam says in a gravely morning voice, knowing your love for that sound.

“Thank you bambam, I miss you.” You say making a pouty face that he could practically hear over the phone.

“Don’t make that face, I’ll see you soon okay? I’ll make sure to spoil you times 10.” He smiles at the thought of buying you any and everything you want.

“Hey babe?” You ask and he hums in response. “Can you come open the door please, your girlfriend wants to cuddle.”

Bambam has never sprung out of a bed quicker than hearing those words come out of your mouth. He swung the door open revealing you with a small suitcase and a huge smile. You squealed as he ravaged your lips with loving and passionate kisses.

“Might wanna let the girl in before you do all that hyung.” Bambam hears Yugyeom say and flicks him off.

He dragged you into his room and cuddled with you for hours.

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

lukestarrunner  asked:

Choosing a new stuffed animal for their soon to be arriving child. Zimbits please!

(Hope this is okay! I haven’t written zimbits in awhile. Keep the prompts coming if ya feel it pals.)

“I just want you to know that I think you’re being ridiculous,” Bitty began, putting his hands on his hips in mock anger.

Jack Zimmermann, his perfect dork of a husband, blinked at him and looked down at the shopping cart full of stuffed animals and assorted baby toys that filled it to the brim. “We have to be prepared,” he said, entirely serious.

“Honey, she’s not even born yet and you want to buy her a small army?”

They had stopped in Toys R Us on a whim. Jack had a little time before practice and Bitty was off at the bakery today so he was going to come watch. They had a batch of mini pies in the car for the rest of the team. There was a small baby and toddler section in which Bitty had found some nice baby clothes and rattles but Jack had gone overboard, branching out into the other aisles.

Their baby hadn’t even been born yet. Her biological mother was a teen who was making the brave choice to give her child better, (though they’d agreed on an open adoption. Bitty knew it’d be complicated but didn’t mind if it meant his little girl would have more love in her life.) Jack spent his limited free time absorbed in a variety of baby books, convinced that he needed to study for the arrival of their kid the same way he did for tests at Samwell. Bitty had taken a more practical approach: baby proofing the house and trying out recipes for baby food.

“This one is cute,” Jack said, holding up a stuffed lion with tiny yarn braids for a mane.

“You can choose one Jack Zimmermann. I don’t care if you’re a NHL star who can buy the whole store. We are not taking this many toys home.”

He grinned, that rare, untamed sort of smile that seemed like it was just for him. “Okay, I choose this one. Is that good for you Bits?”

He nodded.

Later, at home, Jack was curled up on the couch reading a book while the history channel blared in the background.

“Hey honey? Maria just sent me a picture of her latest ultrasound. Ain’t she just the cutest thing you’ve ever seen already?”

Bitty handed Jack his phone for him to see. He examined it with interest. “She’s going to give us the hard copy tomorrow.”

Jack hadn’t taken his eyes from the screen. In fact he was gripping the phone more tightly than was strictly necessary and Bitty noticed the slight shaking of his hands.

“You okay?” Jack didn’t say anything. “Jack?”

He nodded hesitantly, but when he looked up at Bitty he broke. “What if I’m no good at it?” He asked, voice breaking. “What if I can’t be a dad?”

“Hey, hey…” Bitty sat down across from him and took his hands, still gripping the phone. “You’re going to be great. You’re so prepared honey. I believe in you.”

Jack nodded again. “I’m just…I don’t want her to feel all the pressure I did when I was a kid Bits. I just want her to feel loved and accepted for who she is. I don’t want her to feel like she has to hide anything about herself or be anything she doesn’t want to be.”

“I want that too,” Bitty said. He kissed him. “You’re forgetting that you aren’t doing this alone. You’ve got me.”

He smiled. “You’re going to be a great dad Bits.”

“So are you.”

“Chowder’s going to be sad I didn’t choose the shark toy isn’t he?”

“Oh you’re getting the puppy dog eyes alright.”

thatoneyoulove  asked:

Idk where you want requests... Sorry, here goes: I thought you were my best friend so I jumped on you, but it turns out your just a really famous singer trying to get some shopping done without being noticed. Sorry? Or I'm a cop and you hate it, cause you're always worrying about me, but I love that I get to help people, and we try to work it out. Fluffy and worrying. Idk, those were bad, I'm sorry! But love your writing!!! And thank you, sorry if this is the wrong place.

A/N Thank you so much for your requests!! They are both awesome! This is exactly where they should be sent. I decided to go with the first one but may revisit the other at a later date because it seems pretty cool. Thank you for reading my stuff, I hope you enjoy this!

Jumped

Thirty minutes late. I sighed, pulling out my phone and verifying the time. I should be used to this by now but it was still frustrating. It sucked to be always on time, to stress about punctuality, and then get rewarded for my promptness by waiting for everyone else to arrive. My best friend, Oliver, was the worst offender. Knowing him he’d found some hot guy on his way into the store and was currently chatting up his latest conquest, oblivious to the fact that I was haunting the home goods store, circling the aisles in a random pattern and avoiding the workers.

“Where are you?” I texted him, considering 30 minutes enough time waiting to not be considered a nag. And really, to be fair (to me), it was 45 minutes. Like the neurotic freak I am, I had arrived 15 minutes early. The sales people in the store probably thought I was nuts.

I did another circle of the lighting department, staring at the ornate lamps on display and fingering the delicate tassels on the shades. There was a blue Victorian inspired one I was especially fond of. I was ogling the intricate embroidery on it when I finally spotted him. His back was to me but I recognized his slim build with surprisingly broad shoulders. His dark hair was covered by a baseball cap.

Sneaking up behind him, I put my hands on his shoulders and jumped on his back. “Finally!” I said, “I’ve been waiting for you for ages.”

“What the fuck?” I instantly went stiff, sliding down his back and stepping away, my eyes growing wide. Fuck! Oliver didn’t have an Irish accent.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorr…” I started to apologize, absolutely mortified. The words died on my lips as my poor accosted stranger turned and I was confronted by the bluest eyes I have ever seen. His forehead was creased as he looked at me, obviously annoyed by my assault. He was fidgeting irritably with a phone and water bottle in his hands, shifting them from one to the other as he took a deep breath.

“Look, I woulda taken a picture with ya. You didn’t need to jump on me.”

“I’m sorry?” I asked, confused. A picture?

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Originally posted by fuckyeah-gotseven

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Genre: Fluff

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