Q: Which GOT7 album represents your life? 

A: Wow this is actually really tough but I would actually say Flight Log: Turbulence, not only is it one of my favorite albums from them but I also feel like the songs that they have inside can really relate to me on a certain level. Like there are songs like Skyway, No Jam that are basically me being crazy and enthusiastic and then we have stuff like Hey and My Home which bring out my softer side and then finally songs like If and Sick which suit me when I'm in a sort of sadder mode. 

Drop me questions below for me to answer! 

Requests can be made via DM or comments down below!

P.S: Congrats IGOT7 we got our third win on Music Core today! We haven't got a first win on music Core ever since our boys' debut, so this is a really good improvement! Let's work harder and keep streaming so that we can get more trophies for them ! 

P.P.S: I'm working on vlive part 2 right now so look forward to it! 

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Requested by: eternalnamjoon

'Stew?"

'No.'

'Pizza?"

'No.'

'Chicken?'

'Hmmm, tempting but I don't really feel like it,' you sighed, leaning your head on the countertop as you and Jinyoung tried to answer the world's hardest question plagued by every one every day: What to eat?

'Then?" he asked, and you could tell that he was trying his best to be patient with you.

'I feel like having,' you licked your lips, closing your eyes for a while before snapping them open.

'Chocolate cake,' you grinned at the thought.

'(Y/N), we haven't even had dinner yet,' Jinyoung pointed out, as you pouted.

'But I really really want chocolate cake,' you sighed, suddenly unable to shake off the craving that gripped you.

'Well, there's that café near the house,' Jinyoung suggested and you leapt up excitedly, eyes shining as you grabbed your jacket, pulling on his hand urgently.

Chuckling weakly, he took that as a confirmation as he allowed himself to be dragged out of the house.

The Next Morning

'Ughhhh,' you groaned, head hanging against the sink, your cheek felt cool against the ceramic surface, helping with the nausea.

'(Y/N)?" your boyfriend's voice called out through the door which you had locked and bolted. 'You okay?" he asked.

'Yeah,' you croaked out, splashing your face with some water, worried that if you stood up that the sense of nausea would return.

'Do you need me to get you anything?" he asked.

'No,' you moaned a little, nearly throwing up again, all you wanted was to be left alone. 'Just go Jinyoung, I'll be fine,' you mumbled weakly and you could hear the sound of footsteps receding as he left.

You couldn't understand what was going on with you, those random food cravings, the mood swings, sure everything screamed to you that it was obviously your period, but curiously, even after you checked day by day, there was nothing except constant dizziness and irritability.

Suddenly worried, you grabbed your phone which was laying next to you on the tile floor and checked your calendar for the date of your last period.

Your eyes widened when you realised that you were already 3 weeks late, and you felt a prickle of worry when you calculated the days, recounting them, mouthing the numbers to yourself.

Trying to take a deep breath you reasoned with yourself. You had had late periods before, it wasn't that big of a deal but if these symptoms continued you would have no choice but to go and consult a doctor and you dreaded thinking what would happen if that ever went down.

Next Week

You clasped and unclasped your clammy hands, waiting anxiously, staring at the large wooden door as if by doing that, out of sheer force of will you would be able to MAKE the doctor walk in with your test results.

It was killing you all this waiting, you had finally made the decision to go and see the doctor after you realised that your period was a month late, you tried not to think of the most inevitable reason of why it would be late, putting it down to some hormonal changes.

Finally, finally, the doctor came back, smiling gently as she rearranged her papers.

'Well, congratulations Miss (Y/N), my test results tell me that you are a month and a half pregnant,' she smiled, showing you the printed documents.

Groaning, you put your head in your hands as her brow furrowed in concern.

'Are you okay?' she asked, handing you a box of tissues which you accepted gratefully, you always had the tendency to be more emotional these days, maybe it was the baby.

'I-I don't know how my boyfriend is going to take this,' you muttered, wiping away your tears.

'Ah, I see,' she understood the moment you said boyfriend and not husband or fiancée. 'Well, if... both of you are in disagreement, I will always be here to help you explore the alternatives,' she suggested.

'You mean abortion?" you asked far too sharply, your emotions spiking.

'No, no of course not,' she denied quickly. 'I was thinking maybe some counselling, therapy, things like that,' she handed you a few brochures that had the faces of happy families plastered all over them with over-cheery titles like

'A Guide To Motherhood'

'How To Maintain a Healthy Relationship'

'Familial Ties'

You gagged nearly looking at them and quickly stuffed them into your bag, hastening to leave the office which suddenly felt stuffy and uncomfortable.

'Thank you so much Doctor,' you said politely as possible without grimacing before she sent you out of the clinic.

You leaned your head on the steering wheel, unconsciously rubbing your stomach, as if trying to feel the new life that was somehow growing inside you.

Would Jinyoung want it? He had never contemplated the talk of marriage or families, but you had known him long enough that he wanted one... he had just never talked about having one with you.

What if he didn't want the baby? What if he left you to raise it all by yourself? Questions plagued you all the way back home as you shoved the documents even deeper into your bag where he would not possibly find them. How were you going to delay Jinyoung? You were already beginning to show and in a few months it would be impossible to hide it from him, but for now, a few baggy clothes and T-shirts would suffice.

But there was one thing that was very clear to you:

You wanted to keep it, no matter what he said, it was still his child and you were going to keep it.

A Week Later

So far your plan had actually worked quite successfully, you had tried your best to avoid Jinyoung citing excuses like work and meetings. The fact that it was his promotion week certainly helped matters, and you were trying to push the whole 'pregnancy' thing out of your mind.

But, why then, were you in the pharmacy looking for a pregnancy kit?

You knew it was ridiculous, the doctor had already confirmed that you were genuinely pregnant but somehow you wouldn't believe it until you got one of those cheap plastic kits to see the results.

The lady at the counter smiled knowingly at you as she checked out your item, and you blushed, keeping your head down the entire time when you walked to your car, holding the kit like you would a live grenade.

Rushing home, you tossed your bag on the bed and dismantled the case, taking out the little white stick which you wrinkled your nose, not exactly in disgust but in inevitability. Fortunately, you had drunk a lot of water during lunch and it didn't take long for you to be able to do the test. Hands shivering, you waited for the allotted amount of time, unexpectedly anxious.

Dumping out the urine, you checked the test and gulped when you realised that indeed there were two little red lines on the test result. The two lines stood out starkly against the white background and it was finally some sort of tangible result that, yes you were carrying another life within you.

You stood there staring for so long, eyes glued to the two little lines which had suddenly veered your future off course. You had entered a state of mind where part of your brain was floating off thinking about the baby and the other was firmly on earth wondering how the hell you were going to face this alone...

'(Y/N)?" a voice broke through the haze and you squeaked, immediately hiding the test behind your body.

'J-Jinyoung, I didn't expect you to come home this early,' you stuttered as you watched his hand grip a sheaf of papers.

'You left these on the bedside table and I thought-,' he cut off, turning away handing the papers out to you.

Gripping them with shaking hands, your heart plummeted when you saw that it was your pregnancy test results from the doctor.

Stupid you thought to yourself. Why the hell did you leave it lying around like that?

'I can explain Jinyoung, please,' the way his face had clouded over, darkening as he still refused to meet your eyes.

'There's no need,' he huffed and you could tell that it was a rare occasion where he was trying to hold back his tears.

'Who's is it? Just tell me who's it is and you can leave,' he choked out, staring at the tiled floor so intensely that you were surprised that he hadn't burnt a hole through it yet.

Oh your brain figured out why he was so angry. He wasn't worried about the actual baby, he was worried whether it was HIS.

'Jinyoung,' you stepped forward, hesitantly, holding onto his hand and you heaved a silent sigh of relief when he didn't shake you off.

'He's yours,' you whispered and his face jerked up as if he had been electrocuted and a mix of emotions raced across his face: awe, shock but most importantly happiness.

'He's... mine?" he asked, voice barely above a whisper.

'I promise, he is yours,' you said firmly and suddenly, you felt your feet being lifted off the ground and actually twirled around, the genuine smile on Jinyoung's face was hard to ignore as he put you down, hands on the tops of your shoulders as he kissed you on your forehead.

'Why did you wait so long to tell me?" he demanded to know, as he snatched the pregnancy test from your hand, eyes brightening even more at the sight of the two red lines.

'I... was worried I mean we've been together for a pretty long time sure, but I didn't know, if you would accept me or the baby since we aren't even... married yet,' your voice trailed off to a whisper at the last part, face burning with shame.

Jinyoung chuckled as he pulled your chin upwards with his fingers gently as he smiled that little eye smile that you loved so much. 'I thought I was the conservative one,' he sighed, holding your hand gently tugging you out of the washroom and into the bed room.

'So let me get this straight... you were worried that I would leave if I found out that you were carrying my child?' he chuckled, sitting you down allowing you to lean your head on his shoulder.

'(Y/N), you beautiful silly girl, I would never leave you or my child like that, I couldn't abandon you or this little one right here,' he patted your stomach gently as he brushed away your tears.

'Why in the world are you crying?" he asked, looking at you perplexed.

'Maybe it's the hormones,' you chuckled wetly, but mostly it was just the imploding sense of relief. Jinyoung was here, he wasn't going to abandon you, he wasn't going anywhere, he loved you, both of you would be in this horrifying new experience together.

'Huh, I figured out why you were so picky about the food that day then,' he teased as you punched him lightly in the arm, while he ruffled your hair.

'Hey! No bullying the mother-to-be,' you exclaimed, giggling, a sudden uplifting sensation as you said the words.

'Fine fine,' Jinyoung relented. 'May I?" he asked, motioning to your stomach which was barely showing.

'I'm only 2 months Jinyoung,' you replied although you nodded your head, giving him consent.

'Still,' he insisted as he ducked placing his ear on your stomach and smiling serenely.

'I only hope he doesn't grow up to be as savage as you,' you snorted as he stood back up, his eyes glimmering with genuine joy.

'By the way, does this mean.... I have to marry you?' Jinyoung asked suddenly which made you squeal, hiding your face, behind your hands that was how embarrassed you were by the sudden question.

'Park Jinyoung! That's not something you can just say out of the blue!' you protested shrilly and you could feel the bed vibrating as he laughed aloud.

'I know tons of people have babies before getting married but I really really want to make you mine and this little one,' he patted your belly softly, 'will be able to complete us,'

You threw your arms around him, absolutely ecstatic.

'Does this mean you have to buy me a ring??' you questioned as he balked slightly.

'We'll save that for another day shall we?" he muttered suddenly flustered as you laughed at the blush on his usually composed face.