Scenario: The temp agency sent you to a new job that was supposed to be something simple that came along with easy money: lots of easy money. But simple is far from what you get when you realize, being the secretary for Jeon Jungkook, comes with his own form of demands.
A/N: this is part one of the obsession series. I blame Jungkook with his stupid sultry looks and how damn good he’s looked in suits the whole BS&T era. I ended up writing this last night sitting in my car for almost two hours.This is honestly going to be dirty and kinky and I’m not gonna apologize. I hope you all enjoy!
Genre: Jungkook x Reader
Disclaimer: As always, any gifs used are not mine and belong to their rightful owners!!
Warnings: Smut, oral, and slight rough play
“I am a professional. I. Am. A. Professional. I’M A GODDAMN PROFESSIONAL!”
Your hands smacked down on the marble of the bathroom counter. The words you’d been muttering to your reflection over and over like a damn mantra somehow becoming less effective. You felt like you couldn’t breathe in the high-waisted pencil skirt, which wasn’t a ludicrous assumption since you could barely walk properly in it with, or without, the heels.
The reason behind your anxiety ridden pep talk: Jeon Jungkook.
One of the youngest high-ranking executives in the company, he was known for being incredibly smart; thinking outside the box to close deals and create new overseas partnerships, charming, and a decorated athlete. Before you’d been assigned to the company as his latest secretary, the only time you’d actually ever seen him was on the cover of magazines and photographed next to expensive people with beautiful faces to match. Jeon Jungkook held a life you envied.
Andy: I’m at, like, a beach cabana and Brad Pitt approaches and tries to lean in and kiss me. I would definitely resist, like, at first. But, if he was persistent, I might give in a little bit, to just sort of see what it felt like. Would I push him away? How hard? Like, what if he’s, like, really aggressive? This is not real Brad Pitt. This is, like, in my- this is my fantasy. Or it’s, like, not a fantasy. It’s just a scenario.
Summary: You just started a new job as the assistant to the CEO of a big company. Turns out the CEO is your high school crush…
A/N: This is my fic, I’m just re-posting it on my sideblog.
This is it, you thought as you walked up to the impressive building of your new company. It’s your first day on the job working at the company of your dreams. You look up, slightly intimidated by the sheer size of it all, and the expectations of your role. You take a deep breath and continue walking in, shiny new employee pass around your neck. You step into the crowded elevator and wait impatiently for it to take you up to the 20th floor. You step out into the reception area, and walk up to the desk.
“Hi, I’m y/n; it’s my first day here and I’m supposed to meet up with Mr. Kim?” you say, unsure if your information is correct.
“Hi y/n, I’m Ava. Welcome to Park Enterprises. Have a seat, Mr. Kim will be here shortly.” she says with a smile. You return her smile and take a seat, and wait. Two minutes later, a tall, lean, handsome man walks through the door.
“Y/n?” You stand up and walk to him, offering your hand. “Hi, I’m Namjoon. I’ll show you around and get you settled.” He shakes your hand firmly, offering you a warm, adorable dimpled smile. “Follow me.”
Summary: (Office AU) There’s this mutual feeling between you and your jerk of a neighbor, called hate. With every ounce of passion filled in your veins you both commence that feeling from day one of meeting each other. But what happens once, one of you are at the receiving end of the other’s help? Maybe you will learn how to co-operate?
Word Count: 2708
Pairing: Bucky x fem!Reader
Author’s Note: finally, ik. But i don’t think i like this chapter all that very much. But still, enjoy! :)
Sam hears Dan and Lance laughing outside his office door before they knock. He looks up from his computer, happy to take a break. It’s a little after three, nearing the end of the work day and the week. He’s more than ready for a weekend away from this place.
Would you consider writing spuhura? Maybe about them absolutely sucking at keeping their relationship a secret?
Okay, ignoring the Academy, consider this:
Sulu is the first to know, alright? Sulu catches up on that shit faster than anyone else. He sees those glances. Recognises the way Uhura smiles at him, because that’s how he smiles at Ben, too, when the other speaks about work. Spock is mostly quiet and reserved, but to Uhura he speaks his mind. They sit together in the recreational areas - closer than most friendly coworkers would, and they talk. Uhura’s all wild gestures and office gossip, Spock listens intently, and adds on to whatever gossip Uhura doesn’t know yet. Uhura might back off a little when she catches Sulu looking, but Sulu knows better. They are absolutely dating.
Chekov is a little more oblivious, but he catches them outside Spock’s quarters. He’s just minding his own business, but he catches sight of Spock leaning in to kiss Uhura’s cheek, and since then - he’s paying attention. Sulu laughs about it when Chekov tells him, saying a simple: “I know”, and the two of them spy on Uhura and Spock now and then.
Bones knows, too. Of course he does. He’s not very subtle about it, either. “There anything you wanna tell me?” he asks Spock during his medical checkup, and Spock shrugs lightly. “You are the professional here,” Spock says, “I expect you to tell me if something’s wrong.” “Nothing’s wrong, Spock,” Bones says, “you’re as healthy as a Vulcan should be.” “Good,” Spock nods, and he’s quiet for a few seconds. Hesitant, before adding: “I know you illegally brought Jim on this ship.” “Illegally? No,” Bones replies, “merely bent the rules to my advantage.” “That’s cheating.” “You need him on this ship.” “Arguably.” “Just like you need this,” Bones starts, now hellbent on making Spock uncomfortable, and so he reaches out into the drawer of his desk, placing a handful of condoms in Spock’s hands, “can’t have unprotected sex on this ship. You can thank me later.”
Even though he’s secretly grateful.
“Aye, fuck sake,” Scotty complains loudly when he catches yet another couple in a quiet corner down in the engine room, “git a room! And I dinnae mean this one!” But he falls silent when he recognizes Spock and Uhura, smiling at them a little uncomfortably, because that’s his First Officer and his Communications Officer right there. Like most, they’ve found a quiet corner down in engineering right after the alpha shift ended, and just before the beta crew is entirely into place, so it’s usually more quiet. It’s not the first time Scotty’s found people hiding out for makeout sessions, but it’s the first one he finds the two of them here. Much to Scotty’s disapproval, though, it’s not the last time he runs into them.
But Jim, Jim is fucking clueless. By now, Spock and Uhura suspect everyone knows, so they’re not even subtle about it. They share coffees in the morning, talk quietly and don’t hold back from gentle touches in public. But apparently, Jim’s none the wiser. It explains his surprised look when he joins Uhura and Spock in the transporter room, getting ready to rescue Pike off Nero’s ship. “Come back to me,” Uhura says quietly, and Spock nods. “I promise, Nyota.” Jim frowns, trying not to invade that conversation, especially not when Uhura shoots him a warning glare, but the moment they beam aboard - rather than following their direct mission, Jim walks closely next to Spock. “Her first name’s Nyota?” He asks quietly, and Spock huffs. “Can we focus on our current objective?” “You two are dating?” Jim presses, a little louder. “Yes, I thought that much was clear,” Spock hisses quietly. “Clear to whom?” Jim asks, and Spock sighs. “Everyone.”
So as a child she grew up pretty much isolated from other children due to her
She has her younger brothers Malcolm and Robert who she loves with all her heart but she can’t help but feel different even in respects to her magical siblings.
So, when she goes to Hogwarts, she feels as though this weight has been lifted because so much more free to be herself.
She becomes well know to the entire school due to her hatstall and everyone wants to be friends with this stubborn, fierce Scottish girl who couldn’t be easily sorted.
Despite this, she’s very down to Earth and spends a lot of her time with the Hufflepuff Pomona Sprout.
Pretty much everyone wants to get to know her, and by the time she’s 15 she has the reputation of Hogwarts’ Heartbreaker because she has rejected every boy (and there have been a lot) that ever made any kind of romantic gesture.
Minerva McGonagall was unapologetically uninterested in boys and when she’s in her 5th year, her brother Malcolm spots her kissing a Ravenclaw girl under mistletoe at Christmas.
She becomes really worried that her family will hate her, but they all love her, and whilst the don’t necessarily understand it, they don’t think of her differently.
She is endlessly teased by her brothers about her crushes on various different school girls throughout the next two years. She laughs along, because she’s just relieved that they still love and care for her.
She’s very talented at Quidditch and in her 7th year at Hogwarts she becomes the Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. She’s very focused on winning half the time because she is insanely competitive and she’s completely unaware that she makes pretty much anyone swoon over her when she’s in her Quidditch kit.
After being made Head Girl she develops a massive crush on the Slytherin Head Girl and she is the only person in the school that can make Minerva blush and stumble over her own words.
Once she finishes her last year at Hogwarts, she returns home to her family and lives with them for a few months.
During these few months she falls in love with a Muggle Girl who lives in her village. McGonagall quickly realises that they cannot be together due to her magic - something she is not willing to give up.
She ends the relationship despite her feelings, because even if she were to give up her magical life for a muggle one, Minerva and the Muggle Girl would still not be allowed to be together due to the social stigma at that time.
Minerva leaves the village and begins to work for the Ministry of Magic but quickly becomes unhappy with the job because it’s not something she wishes to do.
Around seven months in to her new job as transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, she receives an owl from her brother Robert who tells her that the Muggle Girl had been involved in a car accident and died.
Minerva in complete shock, cries until she is found by Dumbledore. She tells him everything and with his understanding and kind words they become close friends.
(Up to his death, Minerva and Albus had frequent chats in his office and were huge gossips)
After a few years, when Minerva turns 29 she reconnects with a woman she worked with whilst working for the Ministry. They become close friends, and Minerva eventually realises that she’s in love with this Witch who reciprocates her feelings.
They had one of the strongest relationships and they were completely in love and by the time Minerva is 30 they live together.
Minerva realised that she couldn’t have kids of her own, but her Brothers’ children visited her and her partner regularly and were completely doted on.
She was a very private person outside of her family however. Most presumed that she wasn’t interested in marriage or having children.
(This was quite the opposite, really)
She felt as though she had so much love to give, but with the shadows of war beginning to emerge she knew she had to keep her partner safe.
She was very caring of everyone in her care at Hogwarts, she wanted everyone as safe as possible. Even the four boys from Gryffindor who drove her to distraction with their pranks and jokes.
Is completely aware of the Marauders wanting to become animagi and discusses the best route to go about becoming one with them. All hypothetically of course.
She loves being called Minnie by the Marauders because that’s what her Nieces and Nephews called her and she loved them.
Minerva getting invited to James and Lily’s wedding and being told to bring a plus one with her, of course, everyone grins and smiles when Minerva walks into the wedding hall, hand in hand with her Girlfriend.
Minnie cries when they eventually James and Lily exchange their vows because everyone is growing up and everyone is in danger and she doesn’t know how much longer everything is going to be like this.
She spends the rest of the wedding getting drunk and gushing about the love of her life to Remus and Sirius who smile, knowingly.
On more than one occasion, she babysat Baby Harry and would turn into a cat for him to fuss when he got restless.
After James and Lily’s death, as well as her youngest brother’s she realises that no one is safe. She even offers to provide for Remus and live with her and her Girlfriend. He declines, due to guilt.
As Harry grows, she becomes increasingly fearful of the safety of her loved ones, she does everything she can to keep everyone safe.
After the Second Wizarding War, Minnie becomes Headmistress of Hogwarts
(As thanks for her effort Kingsley Shaklebolt, Minister for Magic, allows same sex couples to legally be married in wizarding terms)
So, at the grand old age of 76, she gets married to the woman who has been by her side through almost everything, surrounded by all the people who mean the most to her.
And, as she looks at her Now-Wife’s smile, she waves her hand and lights the hall with thousands of soft small glowing embers, before leaning in to give her a kiss.
Got7 Reaction: Finding Out About Your Extreme Colorblindness
Helloooo ♡ May I request a got7 reaction to their s/o being colorblind (the “extreme” type, who only see in shades of grey) and they discover it through some incident because their s/o tried to hide it for as long as they could? I really loved your writing for the don’t feel enough reaction so I’d be very pleased to read you on this hehe ♡ Thank you!
Mark would find out when you both went shopping for furniture for the new apartment you both would be moving into together. You had insisted he go and surprise you but he wouldn’t be having any of it, so you went in hopes he wouldn’t find out. Now, as a bit of background, you both had decided to paint the walls a soft beige color as it wouldn’t be so dark it absorbs all the light and it wouldn’t be bright enough to cause a headache. So there you were looking at two different colors of the same couch with your boyfriend trying to choose which one would look nicer. Now, this would have been easier if you weren’t extremely colorblind. You looked back and forth with pursed lips unable to make a decision and then looked at your boyfriend without a clue which is what cause him to catch on. He looked back and forth from the couches as well and then looked at you with furrowed eyebrows. It normally didn’t take you this long to make a decision, and to be honest you didn’t exactly look focused either. Mark then pulled you to the side, concern written all over his face. He asked you if something was wrong which caused you to take a deep breath and finally come clean…
“Mark…I erm…I kinda can’t see the colors”
He furrowed his eyebrows, unsure if he heard you correctly which you took as a que to elaborate.
“I’ve been diagnosed with rod monochromacy which means I can only see in black, white, and shades of gray…It’s been that way since I was born”
You look away and scratch the back of your head awkwardly unsure of how Mark would react, especially since you’ve been together for roughly 2 years and this is the first time he has found out.
He shakes his head and chuckles pulling you into a hug and asked why you didn’t tell him sooner. Once he finds out why he kisses your head and chooses a random couch so you both can finally go home and talk more in detail about it as he would like to learn more about your condition.
It was your first free day in months and Jaebum had made reservations at a nice restaurant. You both rarely have a day off at the same time so this was a special occasion and it seemed he really wanted to impress you. He pulled out your chair for you trying his hardest to be a gentleman. You couldn’t help but find it adorable.
As you both looked over your menus you saw that they luckily had a color scheme that made it easy to read. There were countless times you almost had to guess what a menu said because they were so difficult to see. Sometimes colors just meld together.
You, of course, had always planned on telling him about your color blindness, but you thought that if he didn’t even notice it then it could wait till later.
“And you miss?” The waitress’s voice grabbed you from your thoughts. Jaebum had already ordered and was worriedly glancing at you. “Uh-hm! Yes, I’ll have this one thank you.” You gestured to the menu and the waitress nodded writing it down on her notepad before grabbing the menus and disappearing.
Jaebum gave you a questionable look. “Y/n are you feeling alright?” You felt terrible for having worried him. He was trying so hard to make this night perfect. “I’m really fine, babe don’t worry. This is a really nice place, thank you for bringing me here.” You gave him a sweet smile and he nodded.
You both caught up with each other’s lives while waiting for the food to be brought out. You spoke of office gossip while he told you what crazy things the boys had done on their recent filming of a tv show. It was so nice seeing him after so long you didn’t even realize the waitress had come back with food until a plate was abruptly sat in front of you. You were so hungry you both kinda just shut up and started to stuff your faces.
You were three bites in when suddenly your eyes began to water and your throat felt like it had just burst into flames. “H-hot!” You waved your hands around frantically looking for something to cool off your taste buds but the waitress had just taken your drink away to refill it. “H-here! here! Drink mine!” Jaebum looked completely terrified as he quickly put his cup to your lips spilling some across your dress. The whole restaurant seemed to be looking your way. You’d never been so embarrassed in your life as multiple employees ran to your aid. The spice on your tongue was numbed by the realization that you had just made a scene in a fancy restaurant. Jaebum quickly asked for the check while wiping the spilled liquid off your dress and you both left at the speed of light.
“I didn’t know it’d be that spicy..” You grumbled quietly. Jaebum chuckled. “I don’t know how the menu had everything spicy printed in red.” He put a hand to your forehead. “Are you sure you’re feeling alright?”
Your eye’s widened. I couldn’t tell the difference, you thought. You decided it would probably be best to tell him about your color blindness now.
Surprisingly he just shrugged it off saying “Well if I didn’t notice all this time then it’s shouldn’t be a problem really.” You smiled happily.
“Oh but next time I’m definitely checking your order before the waitress takes it.” You both laughed.
“I don’t think we’ll be able to get into that restaurant again.”
You decided to finish the night by going to a convenience store and eating ramen outside. It was a lot more fun anyway.
~ Admin Momo^^
The fans knew Jackson extremely well. He was open and honest with them as much as he could be because he loved them, but one thing he’s kept secret is that he likes to draw. Paint, to be more specific. He even has a special art studio room in your house that he spends hours in, just painting away. He never really asked for your opinions on colors, though, just how well you thought it looked after he was done, but today he pulled you in the room and asked you which color he should use for a bird he was painting.
"Blue?“ you suggested.
"Okay, but which one?” he whined, leading you over to a shelf with paint bottles neatly arranged on them.
You looked over the shelves, looking between him and the bottles.
"Uhh…….Jackson?“ You said hesitantly. "I………..can’t help you.”
"Why not?“ he asked, tilting his head like a confused puppy.
"Because I can’t tell them apart.” You say, feeling embarrassed.
"Oh,“ he giggled, not understanding what you meant. "It’s okay. You’ll learn to tell the shades apart. It’s hard for some people, but you’ll get it.”
He reached forward, grabbing two bottles and inspecting them.
"Sapphire or cerulean?“ he asked and held them up to you.
"Jackson, sweetie,” you sighed, taking the bottles from him. “They both look gray to me.”
He furrowed his brow and tilted his head again. “What do you mean? They’re blue.”
"I’m colorblind, Jackson. They’re gray.“ You finally spilled your secret.
You never really knew why you kept it a secret from him anyways. You guessed it was because, with him, you never felt like the world was black and white. He would sit and talk to you for hours about his paintings and the colors and his painting techniques, and you felt like you knew what the colors looked like. You didn’t feel like it was necessary to tell him.
"What?” he asked without thinking, letting his jaw drop slightly and his eyes widen.
"I’m colorblind.“ You repeated, but it sounded more like a question.
"How long have you been colorblind?”
"Since birth, I guess.“ you shrugged. "I can’t remember ever seeing colors.”
"Why didn’t you tell me?“ He looked almost hurt that you didn’t share what seemed to be such a critical piece of information.
"I just thought I didn’t need to. It’s not that important, Jackson, really.” You laughed slightly and turned to walk out. “I’m sorry I can’t help.”
He grabbed your wrist and pulled you over to a painting he must have finished earlier as it was still slightly wet.
"This is red.“ He pointed to some leaves on a tree.
"What are you do-”
"Maroon, to be exact.“ he continued, cutting you off. "It’s a warm color. It looks like how a fire feels.”
He then smiled widely and pulled you into his chest, wrapping you in his warm arms.
"Or like one of my hugs.“
He pulled back and pointed at a different part of the painting.
"And this is blue…”
He continued to explain what the color felt like, hoping it’d make you feel better, and it did.
“Let’s go shopping.” You weren’t expecting Jinyoung to suggest something like that.
You were debating where you should go for a casual date and you had made many suggestions, going to a movie, eating out, just basic date places. Normally shopping would be among those but seeing as you were color blind it was difficult for you to pick out clothes. You mostly got clothes online where you could read the description of the items or as gifts.
You thought if he found out that you were color blind, he wouldn’t want to deal with it. It’s not easy to live with, you can’t drive, or pick out clothes, or even tell the difference between ketchup and mustard. It’s a hassle and you’d be like this forever. You’ve been lucky all this time to play things off and bull shiting yourself out of situations.
“But I don’t need to buy any clothes.” Jinyoung smiled. “I know but it’d be nice to spoil you every once in awhile.” What is this? He’s being way to nice. What was he thinking? “Pretty please, y/n?” He put on his best pout and honestly who could say no to that face. Maybe it’ll be an easy day and you can just act like the clothes don’t interest you.
You had been shopping for a few hours and luckily hadn’t been asked anything about colors quite yet. “Oh what about this one.” A patterned skirt had caught your eye and you completely forgot the plan to not discuss any clothing in detail. Jinyoung was quick to come to your side as it was the first time you’d shown any interest since you’ve been out. “It’s nice but I’m not sure what you’d wear with this.” You both looked across the store for something to match. Mainly, you were praying that you wouldn’t pick any clashing colors.
As you searched you soon came across a plain turtleneck crop top that would look adorable with the skirt you had found. When you showed Jinyoung the top he looked impressed. “Wah, this really goes well with the design of the skirt. Ah, but there is one thing..”
He took the shirt from you and walked towards a shop employee. You were utterly confused. A few minutes later she came out with what seemed like the exact same shirt but a shade darker. Your eyes widened. Did he find out? No way, but then why would he get a different colored shirt? He bought the outfit while you began to overthink every little thing.
“W-why did you change the shirt?”
“It’s nothing really there was just a rip in the sleeve is all.” He was lying. Even though he smiled kindly you knew the shirt didn’t have a rip and the color definitely changed.
You nearly burst into tears right there. Jinyoung’s smile quickly faded. “Hey, what’s wrong baby? Don’t you like it?”
“You know. You know about my eyesight don’t you?” He was shocked but quickly answered honestly.
“Yeah, Actually I found out a few months ago when talking to you mom. She slipped up during our conversation and asked me to pretend like nothing was wrong.”
Months? He’s known all this time. You thought back to all the times he could have caught you but didn’t, and it really made sense. “Y-you don’t mind it?” He gave a gentle smile trying his best to reassure you. “Of course not. It’s really not that big a deal to me. I love you y/n. What kind of man would leave the person he loved over something so trivial?”
You felt bad for doubting him in the first place. Blushing you looked down at your feet. “I love you too.”
Later that night
“Hey, so what color was so bad you needed to exchange it?”
“Oh it was this awful brown yellow color, I swear I almost asked you if you were color blind when you were picking it out before I realized what I was saying.”
~ Admin Momo^^
“No. No! Damn it!.” You yelled as the screen went dark and the pixelated words that read ‘Game over!’ flashed in your face almost mocking you for the 3rd time in a row.
Youngjae had decided to take you on a spur of the moment arcade date knowing how much you’d love it. You were very into video games and to be honest most days Youngjae would whine over you paying more attention to the games than him.
“Hey let’s play something else. Preferably something less competitive.” He laughed at your pouting face squeezing at you cheeks trying to get you to smile for him. Which you did. You tend to cave easily when it involves Youngjae. You’ve never been able to stay mad at him for very long. So when your face finally softened his smile widened.
“There’s my beautiful girlfriend! I missed you!” He kissed your forehead making you blush slightly.
“What should we play?” He asked while scanning the room. Your eyes bounced from machine to machine and finally landed on the long isle of claw machines with various prizes.
“Ohh! Let’s do one of those!” You pointed and jumped excitedly. He frowned. “What’s wrong you don’t want anything from them?” He looked down at the floor. “ah..it’s just…” You bent down and looked up at his face since he was avoiding eye contact. “I can’t really…play those games..so I can’t win you anything.” You giggled. “That’s okay baby I’ll win something for both of us.” You gave him a wink and pulled him towards the claw machines.
“Which one?” He looked at all the prizes carefully but his eyes lit up at the machine filled with stuffed bears. He began pointing towards the bears and dragged you over. “Alright then!” You cracked your knuckles and put in some coins.
“Are you sure you can do this?” Rolling your eyes at him you moved the claw towards the first bear to catch your eye. You couldn’t exactly see a difference between them since you were color blind and all so you just went with your gut.
“Oh. Oh! You got it y/n!!!” You were both screaming as the bear fell into the square slot.
“Next time don’t question the master.” You crossed your arms and he laughed “Okay okay. Fair enough. Let’s get another that way they can be a couple.” You nodded happily.
“Oh get the blue one!” He pointed excitedly at the corner. You maneuvered the claw towards where he pointed and pressed to button ensnaring another stuffed bear in the claw.
Youngjae gasped over dramatically “No!!! Y/n!” Now you were both screaming as the bear slowly made its way to the square slot.
“What?! What’s the matter?!!”
“What do you mean ‘What’s the matter’ that’s not the blue one!!”
“No! Wait…. You couldn’t tell?”
Your eyes widened at your sudden slip-up and you laughed nervously at his confused face. You heard the clunk of the bear and the machines automated voice say 'Winner!’
You decided now was probably the best time to tell him about your color blindness.
He took it really well and listened to your every word as you explained to him in detail about your disability and how you didn’t want it to affect how he saw you so you just pretended it didn’t exist. The only thing he was really shocked about was how he didn’t even notice.
A week later
Youngjae was mumbling to himself in the kitchen while you were on the couch playing video games you could faintly hear him saying
“Maybe I don’t pay enough attention to her…”
Pausing the game you snuck up behind him giving him a hug
“You know Just last month I heard you mumbling about me not paying enough attention to you.”
He laughed as you winked at him when he glanced over his shoulder
“Maybe I just can’t get enough of you.”
He turned in your embrace hugging you tightly to his chest. He glanced at the counter where both the pink bears were set as if holding hands. “You know I think the pink bears match the furniture better.”
“It all looks gray to me anyways.”
It was gonna take a little getting used to.
~ Admin Momo^^
BamBam would find out about your color blindness one day when you came over to have a lazy day by yourselves. You had been binge watching some of your favorite movies together and eating plenty of junk food. Things started to go south when he offered you a hand full of skittles. “Here y/n, just don’t take the last red one.” He laughed thinking it would be an easy decision for you to make but when he saw you hesitated his smile disappeared.
‘What are the odds?’ You thought to yourself, ‘That out of a handful of skittles you’d choose the only red one?’
You quickly chose the first one your eyes landed on and popped it in your mouth smiling up at him. That smile faded fast when you saw the look of utter betrayal on your boyfriends face. He gasped as you let out a nervous laugh.
“How could you! My own lover!?” He tackled you on the couch sending popcorn, chips, and candies flying across the room. Pinned to the cushions he began to tickle your sides. “Wait! Wait I didn’t mean–haha. Please, stop!” He pulled back looking you in the face“I can’t believe you would do such a thing.” He dramatically clutched his chest as if he was in pain. You rolled your eyes.
“Listen, there’s something I need to tell you.” BamBam’s face suddenly turned serious along with your tone. You figured another instance like this would arise in the future, and that you might as well be honest with him now. As you explained the condition in great detail he was quietly listened hanging onto your every word.
“Why did you tell me you were color blind before y/n?” You looked down at your hands. “Well, I guess I just wanted to be treated like everyone else. Not seen as handicapped you know.” He rested a hand on your shoulder.
“I would never do that.” You smiled at him. “I know, that’s why I decided to tell you.” He laughed. “Can I ask you a question?” You raised an eyebrow wondering what he wanted to know. “Sure, go ahead.” He gave you a really serious look which made you nervous.
“So how could you tell when I changed my hair color?!” You burst into laughter at his question. “It’s because you make a face.”
“Yeah, you make a ‘Hey look at me don’t I look fucking amazing’ face.”
After laughing for a while you would go back to watching movies. The only difference would be him trying to describe the colors to you every once in awhile.
“Oh! And you see him right he’s wearing this like badass red it’s like fire! Oh, wait you can’t see the color of fire right. It’s like Sha-bang! Pow! I am here and in your face what you gon do bout it?!”
~ Admin Momo^^
He ran into your room obviously excited about something but you could barely understand due to how fast he was speaking and Korean really wasn’t your first language, so you chuckled to yourself and asked him to slow down a bit and reminded him to actually breathe. he laughed to himself and started to talk about bam’s new hair color and how he wanted to be able to dye his hair some outrageous color. You nodded along giggling at his boyish excitement and charm until he started pulling up pictures of hair colors he was considering on his phone. You bit your lip hoping he wouldn’t notice the nervousness that slowly crept onto your face as he stared at his phone awaiting your response while flipping through pictures. You tried to shrug it off by saying you liked the color of his natural hair in which he thanked you but became pouty because “I wanna be differentttt thooughhhh Jagiiiiiii!” You giggled and ruffled his hair, still biting your lip nervously and that’s when he looked up at you and noticed much quicker than you had anticipated. He tilted his head curiously and smirked. He pulled up two pictures of bam and asked you which one was his natural hair color, which caused you to bite your lip embarrassed as you looked from picture to picture, figuring you had a 50/50 chance of getting it right before you sighed and put your head in your hands pouting while deciding to come clean.
“Like, you can’t see certain colors or?” he asked as he furrowed his brows awaiting your response.
“I can only see shades of gray yug..” You said embarrassed as you hid your face in your hands sighing, not being able to bear to look at his reaction.
Little did you know his smile grew and that’s when you heard him giggle
You lifted your head a little to see why he was giggling, and he took that opportunity to cup your cheeks in his hands as he peppered your face in small meaningful kisses, his smile not leaving his face.
“Aweee Jagii~~~ Why didn’t you tell meeee???” He said as he failed to hold back his endearing smile.
“Because, it’s embarrassing” you dragged out and looked away, scratching the back of your neck.
“But it makes you so unique and special and even more perfect which I didn’t think was possible!!~” He peppered your face in yet another round of kisses.
This is where you started to giggle and hug him tightly thanking him for not finding it as a setback or flaw. He chuckled and held onto you tightly before he just had to ruin the moment
“Plus it means I can record a really funny video of you seeing colors for the first time when I get you those special glasses I heard about~~ Ahhh what a memory that will be~”
as you can tell, we all kind of worked together on this one and I really hope you liked it!~
With this reaction request we managed to show you some of the differences in our writing styles and I really hope that overall you enjoyed it!
None of us have experience with this condition but we did do research to help us understand it better although we apologize if its not exactly accurate~