The group started with six members, each with an understanding and passion for what they're doing, the only issue was they were missing just one piece. JYP knows this all too well and holds off their debut for a little while longer, that is until th...
It was the ending to another stressful day, GOT6 were trying to unwind after a particularly rough dance practice. They decided to go for a walk when Mark suggested a place he usually goes when he's stressed, the park. Jackson and Mark were running around in the grass screaming at each other in Mandarin, BamBam and YoungJae were sitting on the swings YoungJae's sweet voice carrying beautifully, all while JinYoung and JaeBoem were walking the path casually, enjoying the silence between them. The boys all enjoying the rare free time, they had been training non-stop for the past year and a half. However it had been decided they would wait just a little longer since they were missing something. JaeBoem had a meeting with the boss JYP PD-nim about what they could be missing and why the team wasn't looking as good as they should yet. They came to the conclusion that waiting would be for the best. JaeBoem and JinYoung took it hard since they'd already debuted as the JJProject but not getting enough recognition had to become trainees again.
"Yuggie!" Mark shouted, rushing to a tall, thin, black haired boy who had just entered the park. This got everyone's attention, Mark wasn't one to talk, let alone shout. He had been practicing his Korean with BamBam and Jackson for the past year, but he still wasn't the most confident in his abilities.
"Markie-hyung is that you?" The boy replied, his voice high pitched due to his age, but still very beautiful. Without replying the American ran to his young friend.
His plan would have worked if Jackson hadn't thought it would be funny to trip Mark when he passed, causing the male to tumble to the ground, doing a few summer saults on his way.
"Hyung, are you okay?" The unknown male asked, he rushed forward not knowing there was a dip in the grass, causing him to fall as well, his landing a lot softer as he landed on top of Mark. Everyone rushed over to see the two giggling as they laid together. Mark's smile showing off all his teeth while his eyes and nose scrunched up, his arms wrapped around the boy's waist in a protective hold. The other boy had his eyes closed as soft giggles fell from his pink lips. His dark hair covering his forehead, his nose tucked into the elders neck, while his hands clung to Mark's shirt.
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"Hyung, I'm sorry I didn't think you'd go down like that!" Jackson said in Mandarin not wanting the others to know he did it on purpose. This only made Mark laugh harder which in turn elicited precious giggles from the boy laying with him.
"Hyung, are you okay?" JinYoung asked as he knelt next to the giggling pair.
"Yes JinYoungie, I'm okay. Are you okay, Yuggie?" He asked through his giggles.
Nodding the other tucked his head further into Mark, hiding his blush as he heard more people coming. He let out a shaky breath as his giggles died down, but didn't open his eyes enjoying laying there with his friend Mark.
"Hyung, who is this?" BamBam asked, upset because Mark wasn't usually one for skin-ship and as the youngest, he had expected everyone to coddle him (not in a bratty way, it's just what all his other Maknae friends had told him would come with being the youngest). He had been trying to get to know the eldest for the past year, but the language barrier was still a big problem for them.
"This is my tutor, Kim YugYeom. I told you guys I've been getting extra help." He replied flushing pink as he looked around at everyone starting at him. "I'm fine, go back to whatever you were doing." He said shyly looking away.
Jackson however wasn't okay with that and sat himself opposite JinYoung. JaeBoem, YoungJae, and BamBam soon joining them on the ground. Wrapping his arms tighter around YugYeom he looked at Jackson with his large brown doe eyes.
"Jia'er, get them to stop looking at me, please." He pleaded in Mandarin, eyes giving away his uncomfortable state as his shy nature came out.
"How do you propose I do that?" He replied, the rest of the group growing frustrated as the two conversed in a language they didn't know. Jackson however sprang into action when tears started to form in Mark's eyes, knowing his embarrassment would triple if he started crying in front of the others.
Jackson jumped up and grabbed the person closest to him, JaeBoem, and started pulling him up. "We should get them some ice, JinYoung-ah take the maknaes and see about bandages and water in case they have any scratches or cuts." He demanded in Korean, pretending the situation was worse that it probably was, getting everyone up and moving, much to Mark's relief.
He knew that his shyness would hinder his career, it caused the poor male to develop social anxiety, which was one of the reasons his Korean had been harder to learn, they'd thrown him in a class with thirty other trainees who all seemed to be catching on quickly, while he could barely pass through his introduction without stuttering pathetically. The only reason Jackson even knew about this was because he'd found Mark in the bathroom after a particularly hard panic attack and cared for him until the elder was okay enough to admit why he'd locked himself in a stall and cried.
Tugging at his shirt got the male out if his thoughts, looking down at the boy in his arms. "Were those the guys you were talking to me about, hyung?" YugYeom's small voice asked, he'd finally rolled off the other so he was cuddled into his side instead.
"Yeah, the one who spoke in Mandarin was Jackson, the other voice was JinYoung, and BamBam was the kid asking about you." He answered, knowing YugYeom hadn't seen any of them.
"Oh, I've been wanting to meet BamBam he sounds fun!" YugYeom said, his voice growing louder now they were alone.
"He recently dyed his hair again." Mark offered, "Him and YoungJae went a darker shade of brown, but BamBam kept the blonde in his fringe." he was absent-mindedly drawing shapes on YugYeom's arm until he heard the younger hiss. "What is it?"
YugYeom pulled his arm closer to himself, lightly ghosting his fingers over his elbow, "I think I have a bruise." he pouted.
It was at that moment Jackson and Jaeboem came back, both holding ice packs they bought from the convenience store. Mark shifted them to a seated position, YugYeom sitting cross cradle in his lap. While the American male inspected him for further injuries.
"Here." JaeBoem said, offering the ice pack to Mark. Thanking him he took it and pressed it to YugYeom's elbow. "So, you're the famous Yuggie, hyung is always talking about." He asked, watching as Jackson tenderly pressed around Mark's back and neck for injuries.
The younger was facing the ground, but JaeBoem could still see his cheeks turning a pretty pink. YugYeom gave a timid nod.
"We're back!" YoungJae sang as the other three joined the group. BamBam was quietly walking behind everyone else as they approached, his eyes glued to his feet.
"He has a pretty voice." YugYeom whispered, leaning further into Mark's chest.
Jackson chuckled and looked to YoungJae. "Yeah, he has a nice voice. I personally think Jaeboem-hyung has the best voice." He whispered back, Jaeboem squinted at the younger Chinese male, deciding whether or not he had been trying to tease him.
"Oh, will he sing for me?" YugYeom asked, still facing his head down.
"Ask him." Mark said, "He's the one in front of you." taking YugYeom's free hand he placed it on Jaeboem's arm.
This caught everyone's attention. Why didn't YugYeom just looked up, why hadn't he looked at anyone since they'd all come back, is he too shy to meet people's eyes?
Feeling everyone's eyes on him YugYeom brought his hand back and curled further into himself, as if trying to make himself smaller. "Hyuuuuung." He whined blushing a pretty shade of red, elicting coos from Jackson and Mark. JinYoung and Jaeboem held theirs in, while YoungJae was watching the interaction. BamBam had set the bag of treats and first-aid supplies down and walked back to the swings quietly, not that anyone seemed to notice.
