GOT7 x Reader

"Aish, I'm too tired for this… why must the world wake up so early?" I asked while I dramatically stretched my hand out towards the ceiling. "Urgh fine" I woke up doing my normal daily routine, getting dressed, put the teapot on, made breakfast, ate my food, checked my computer for any new mail 'Only junk mails…' I was about to shut down the computer as one mail caught my eyes. "Ha-Jun? Why is he… NO WAY, HE IS COMING TOAY? THAT… THAT IDIOT, AISH" I started screaming and panicking, "Why does he always do this?" I look at the clock seeing that I had been too distracted and now is way late out my doors, "Seriously?" I ran into the bathroom brushed my hair, splashing my face with water and brushing my teeth. After that I ran into the hallway and put on my Nikes, ran out the door and getting into the car. *Beeeeep., Beeeeep* my eyes widened as I looked at the blinking ikon in front of my eyes, feeling irritation crawling up on me, I opened the hood of the car looking at the engine problem… "Okay, there is nothing that I can get fixed right now, I looked at my clock again, I don't have time to go back inside and change either. "Taxi it is then" I closed the hood, got my equipment out of the trunk and walked out on the street, luckily I lived in the city so easy to get a cab. I could see a cab coming my way as I gave him a sign that I would need a lift.
~30 minutes later~
The cab drove of after I had paid and got out just a few buildings away from the entertainment.I didn't want to get the look I always get when I say I'm going to an entertainment or when I'm going to photoshoot locations when it's been announced, they always look at me like I'm pitiful or some crazy person. As I walked through the door my supplies, and baggage was grabbed out of my hands, ready to attack whomever trying to steal my stuff, I stopped my hand before I started throwing punches as Youngjae passed me on my right. "Youngjae-ah let me carry my own stuff please" He looked at me over his shoulder as we waited for the elevator together. "Let me carry them, they are heavy, it's fine" My shoulders sank down and my eyes traveled down to his hands. "You already helped me with them yesterday, I can take care of myself, but thanks for the offer" I tried to get my things back, getting interrupted by the elevator doors opening, making Youngjae carry them out of my reach. *Sigh* I followed him into the elevator barely getting in before it closed on me."Youngjae really, I will carry them myself, it's my belongings and a part of my job so plea…" I was cut off as Youngjae trapped me to the wall between his arms, a hand on each side of my head, his face close to mine. "I said I'll do it" He had an authoritative yet kind voice. I could feel my cheeks heating up. Trying to get away by ducking under his arms I was stopped once again by him blocking with his leg as he put his forearm on the wall as well, putting us closer yet again. I was definably blushing at this point, I could feel my entire back pressed against the wall trying to make just a little more space between us. My breath got heavy, my skin crippling, my heart beating faster. "I will carry them, okay?" All I could do was nod my head, as I couldn't find any words to speak. "Good" I looked into his eyes as he smiled, but his expression changed suddenly. His eyes got darker, his smile faltered to a relaxed state. His eyes where boring into mine. I could feel the air around us change, and I started getting relaxed in the position we were in, it was no longer awkward. *Ding* "Oh my.. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to walk in on you… eehhh. Mianhae" The lady bowed 90 degrees. As we were snapped back to reality we realized that we had inched closer to each other to the point our noses would have crashed if Youngjae hadn't tilted his head. We pulled apart quickly, as he took the luggage and me following behind. We walked into the dressing room were both Jinyoung and Yugyeom was sitting in the sofa in the corner. "Good Morning" Jackson said in English. "Good morning guys, how are you? I hope you had a good night's sleep" I replied in English as well. "Omo, (Y/N) I didn't know you spoke English so well." Jackson smiled brightly at me.

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