Orange Caramel~ Abing Abing
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→ fandom: got7
→ genre: angst ; crack ; fluff
→ warnings: explicit language
authors note: i’m sorry some of the gifs do not fit/make sense! also this is not edited whatsoever, so i’m sorry if it’s a whole mess!
mark tuan
he was very calm and quiet when someone flirted with you. he didn’t act out, he didn’t fuss, he stayed calm because he trusted you. he would, however, make sure the person flirting with you got the message that you were unavailable.
he would keep his arm wrapped around your shoulder or waist smiling at the person in front of you.
“you’re gorgeous, I’d love to take you out sometime,” you gasped, chuckling. “oh, thank you, but that wouldn’t be appropriate sorry” you frowned seeing his smile drop, “why not? your single I’m single let’s go and enjoy ourselves, baby!”
“because she has a boyfriend jackass,” he spat pulling you away from him purposely bumping his shoulder on the way. “you didn’t have to do that, he was one of the nicer ones.”
“nicer ones? does that mean other guys flirt with you when I’m not here?” he clutched your hand tighter. you giggled rubbing his knuckles with your thumb.
“and some girls, but don’t worry nothing ever happens.” he scoffed, “yeah and they won’t because I’m going to go with you wherever you go from now on!”
im jaebum
he was more of the possessive side when it came to you. he didn’t care if it was a girl or guy flirting with you, they all were there for the same reason. it took him a while to actually catch on that a girl was flirting with you.
he wasn’t rude or disrespectful, but he certainly did not appreciate someone flirting with you. it was blatantly obvious you two were together, sitting on the crowded couch with you on his lap watching a round of beer pong.
so when a girl came up to you, he didn’t care to even look at her thinking she was your friend. he was resting his head on the back of the couch until jackson flicked him on his forehead. “what the hell?” he grumbled.
“just thought I’d let you know, that girl talking to ____ is a really good friend of mine, she’s lesbian and super interested in ____.” jackson whispered in his ear walking away chuckling.
he lifted his head off the couch wrapping his arms even tighter around your waist, caressing your bare thighs. the girl across from you picked up the thigh touching a giggled, “sorry, i didn’t know you had a boyfriend, well i did but i thought I’d take a chance. maybe in the future, we could meet up, here’s my number.” she slipped a napkin with her number written on it in your hands strutting off.
he yanked the napkin out of your hand ripping it up throwing it carelessly to the already messy floor. “you’re not going to need that babe, you’re stuck with me until the day i die.”
jackson wang
he was appalled, a guy was literally flirting with you in front of him. he was helping you study in a quiet cafe that not many people knew about when a guy pulled out the chair in front of you and smiled.
“sorry! i know this is weird, it’s just, you’re really cute, and i was wondering if you’d like to go out sometime?” he smiled but you could see right through him. “I’m sorry, I’m flattered but i have a boyfriend,” you cocked your head to jackson who was sat next to you.
the guy glanced at jackson chuckling, “him? really?” you scoffed, “what’s that supposed to mean? i know you’re not interested in me.” he rolled his eyes beginning to get up, “smart girl, no I’m not actually you were just a dare from my friends over there” he pouted to a group of high school boys laughing like it was the funniest thing ever.
“guess you lost then, sorry” you shrugged your shoulders. “are you okay?” jackson asked when the guy left returning to his friends. you nodded your head, “it was nothing.” but it wasn’t nothing to him no-one was going to disrespect his girlfriend like that, so he got up from his seat and walking over to him.
“dude, what are you doing here? i get that she’s your girlfriend, but i really meant it, she’s not my type.” he said making all the guys laugh. “am i missing something here?” the guy shook his head giggling, “well i mean she’s not the skinniest girl, i bet you know that better than anyone.”
you frowned beginning to pack your stuff up as soon as jackson left the table. you couldn’t hear their conversation but you could tell it wasn’t good. he finally walked over just as you were finished gathering your belongings. you narrowed your eyes looking past him to the other guy’s table seeing him clutching his nose.
“what happened?”
“nothing important, come on let’s get out of here.”
park jinyoung
“who is this?” he shoved your phone in your face displaying flirty text messages between your friend and a guy she met at a party. she was too nervous to give him his number incase he turned out to be a crazy stalker, so she gave him yours pretending it was hers. she only gave him your number because she claimed, “you have a boyfriend who can kick his ass if he turns out to be a complete weirdo.”
so you let her, not caring very much. she did really like him in the end and gave him her actual number sheepishly apologizing while introducing you to him.
“that’s just some guy my friend texted at a party.” you threw your phone on the couch. “why would they text on your phone and not hers?” he picked up your phone again. “because she was scared that he would turn out to be some weirdo so she gave him mine because she said you could kick his ass.” you shrugged laughing a little.
“really? then why am i reading a text message saying he’s interested in you and only you, huh?” he scoffed. you cocked your head to the side, “what are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about this, ‘hey its jake from the party, i know this isn’t your friend’s number and i probably look like a total jerk, but we should get to know each other some more, you were really chill last night. tonight eight pm the diner across the club?’”
“okay? so he wants to take me out, I’m not going? plus that message alone proves i wasn’t the one texting him last night i told you it was __.” you sighed grabbing your phone out of his hands deleting his number.
“there happy?” he slumped down next to you on the couch, “I’m sorry baby, i just kind of freaked out when i saw that.”
“its okay, I’d be the same way if it was the other way around.”
choi youngjae
unlike the other boys, he wouldn’t be too upset or angry. he trusted you with his life, he knew you wouldn’t take the girls number but that didn’t stop him from feeling a little sad that she had the audacity to flirt with you while he was there.
“i feel like we have a connection, you know? dinner, my place, say seven?” she wrote her number on a little piece of paper she ripped from a memo pad sliding it across the table to you.
“oh, I’m so sorry if i gave you the wrong impression, I’m not available i have a boyfriend.” you nudged him so that he would get the hint. “oh! really? I’m so sorry if i would’ve known i wouldn’t have even come to your table I’m sorry!” she laughed clearly embarrassed.
you expected her to leave but she stayed. “well listen, we all have our fair share of those boyfriends, so when you two breakup fell free to call me, yeah?” she giggled thinking this whole situation was funny.
“I’m sorry?” he finally asked after staying quiet for so long. she stopped her laughing seeing as she was the only one. “I’m just saying we all have those high school like relationships, you know, not serious just for fun?”
“alright listen, my girlfriend isn’t interested she doesn’t want your number, she doesn’t want to talk, she doesn’t want to hang out with you, got it? I’m sorry if I’m being rude right now but we’re not some kiddy relationship.”
“well see about that when she calls me in a couple of months.”
bambam
couldn’t care less if someone flirted with you, especially this guy in front of you he knew he was the only one you wanted but, it still angered him. “he finally left?” he asked shocked slipping his suit jacket on your shoulders. you nodded, “yeah, were you watching me?”
he shrugged, “he was flirting with you how could i not?” you rolled your eyes playfully, “he wasn’t, he just thought that i was bored and decided to talk to me, that’s all.”
“look, he’s coming back and I’m staying with you this time.” he sipped on his drink glaring at the man approaching you once again. “I’m so sorry i had to leave, oh!” the man stopped talking seeing bambam next to you. “hi! I’m johnny, nice to meet you!” johnny held out his hand.
he nodded his head, “bambam from got7, you too,” he clutched johnny’s hand. you smiled trying to make things less awkward, “johnny was explaining how great today was because he got to see so many idols perform!” you explained to bambam who was glaring at his drink.
“not only for that reason silly but also because i got to meet to the most gorgeous girl ever!” johnny said tapping your nose. you gasped turning to bambam, who choked on his drink. “are you in a group yourself?” he glared at johnny who kept his eyes on you.
“no, I’m an actor my friend invited me.” johnny turned away his attention to you from bambam. he chuckled shaking his head, “then you probably don’t know ____ and i are dating.”
kim yugyeom
he didn’t even notice. when a girl came up to and began complimenting you he thought she was just being nice. you two were at the mall last minute Christmas shopping for your family and friends.
you two were taking a little rest in the middle of the busy mall at a small coffee shop when she approached you. she walked up to you expressing her love for his shirt before chatting your ear off.
he stopped paying attention as soon as she started talking about your shirt, busing himself with his phone until she left. “how come you never told me about her?” you cocked your head the side, “huh?” he frowned, “you always tell me about your friends, how come you didn’t tell me about her?”
you scoffed staring at him, “are you serious right now?” he gulped, shrugging. “she’s not my friend i don’t even know who she was, did you listen to our conversation at all?”
“was i supposed to?” you raised your eyebrow, “did you not feel me tapping your legs under the table?” realization washed over his face, “that’s what that meant?! how was i supposed to know!”
you laughed stretching your hand to caress his face, “she was trying to get to go back to her place.” he jumped in his seat hitting the wall behind him, apologizing to the scared elderly couple next to him.
“she wanted to sleep with you!?”