￫ Unfortunately your debut was pushed to next year, you thought it was over until Ohyul gave you some big news. The boys came to your showcase and meet your family. Maybe drinking the night before a flight wasn't the best idea...
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The manager sat at the top of the table. You and your group were sat in a meeting room for group evaluations. In front of you sat a report that graded your skills and informed you on what needed more progress, its importance making the paper feel heavier than it should be. Vocal training clearly wasn’t going to well for you. Lowest grade out of the six of you.
“Unfortunately, your debut is being pushed to next year” You looked up from the report, feeling your face fall. The girls looked around in confusion, some even thinking it could be a prank.
“What, why?” Isol asked, leaning forward onto the table, long blonde hair falling over her shoulders.
“The company’s expectations were too high, in other words, we’re overwhelmed and don’t have enough time to promote or even afford to debut a new group this year” His brow twitched, clearly equally disappointed with the news.
“But we’ve been training so hard, what about the showcase on Friday?” Minhee didn’t even look up when she asked, her fingers playing with the hem of her denim skirt. She had been practicing day and night for her showcase performance and didn’t deserve to lose her slot.
“The showcase and all schedules are still the same, only the debut date has changed and is yet to be decided. At least you girls can have extra time to prepare”
“I’ve had three years to prepare” You mumbled, biting your cheeks to hold yourself back from tears.
You trained for so long, devoting your whole early life to becoming an idol. Music has always been your life, and you thought that this was the year your dream would come true. More Vision was the only company that seen potential in you after being rejected by countless others, knowing that your passion would drive you to success and growing into your skills. It felt like a real set back.
Your manager just looks at you with sad eyes, wishing he could do anything to push your groups debut. The girls meant everything to him, treating you all like his daughters.
“You girls can go now, heads up okay”
With that you got up, stuffing the report into the side of your bag and slinging it over your shoulder. You were the first to leave the room, followed by Jihye who speed walked her way next to you.
“Hey… don’t worry about it” Her hand rested on your shoulder comfortingly.
She knew this hit you harder than herself. The other girls had already been put out there, being in the Facetime music video really brought attention to them, gaining fans from Lngshot. You weren’t chosen to be in the music video; you couldn’t do it anyway because filming landed on the same day as your aunts’ funeral. Noone knew your name; no one had seen how hard you trained, memorizing the routine off by heart in case there was a last-minute change. You deserved to be noticed.
“I’m not, I’ll just train harder until we finally get our chance” You smiled at her, bumping her shoulder in consolation. “I gotta head back to the dorm, the boys are back today”
“Let em know I said hi” She returned your smile, her pearly teeth glistening off the overhead lights before she turned down the opposite hallway.
You pushed open the front door, letting it slowly close behind you and lock, you pushed off your shoes and headed into the living room. Surprisingly it was still quiet in the dorm even though Woojin texted an hour ago saying they got home.
The bag weighing down your shoulder was discarded on the couch before you walked to Ohyuls room. When you entered you seen Ohyul laying on his bed, eyes closed, arm over his forehead, hair still damp from his shower.
“Ohyul?” You whispered checking if he was awake. His right eye peaks open and his lips turn into a smile when he sees you.
“Hi” His voice was raspy, like it hadn’t been used in a while. He sat up when you came closer and sat on the edge of his bed.
“How was Vietnam?” You masked your sadness under a soft smile, hoping he couldn’t tell.
“It was really good, I didn’t expect we had that many fans over there” He laughed to himself, reliving the feeling of hearing the fans sing along to their music. His attention was pulled to your expression, your lips were smiling but your eyes were vacant, clearly not taking in his words. “Are you okay?” He pats your leg softly and it makes your eyes water.
“Not really” You picked the skin of your thumb while trying to swallow the lump in your throat, tears pooling at your eyes, threatening to fall. “My debut was pushed to next year” You fell to the side, forehead bashing into his shoulder in desperate need of some comfort.
His arms wrap around you and rub circles against your back, the tears started to fall, dampening his cotton shirt. “Don’t worry about it, it’s better than being cancelled entirely”
You sniffed the running snot from your nose and sat up, letting him see the splotchy red skin around your eyes from crying. “I was ready to debut last year” You wiped your nose with your sleeve. “Now I have to wait even longer for it. The girls already have a fanbase and I’m in the shadows, when will it be my turn Ohyul?” You basically whined, the lump in your throat restraining your voice.
He just pouted and rubbed your arm comfortingly. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you this until after the showcase, but I think it’ll help” You raised your brows, waiting for him to continue. “I suggested that you dance with us for KKBOX, we’re performing facetime and I wanted you to be there” You didn’t even say anything, just threw yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you”
“Just don’t say anything, it’s supposed to be a surprise… The boys planned to tell you after the showcase” You pulled back and nodded, wiping the tears from your eyes. “By the way, go see Woojin, he got something for you, and he wouldn’t shut up about it on the plane”
“Okay” You sprung up from the bed with a new feeling of confidence. This was your chance to be noticed and finally get to the other girl’s level.
“Woojin!” he jumped as you stormed into his room shouting, he was sat at his desk editing a video on his laptop. He looked over, brows furrowed like you’d disrupted his work, but it quickly melted when he realized it was you and not one of the guys.
“Finaly” He pushed off the desk and pulled you into a hug before you pushed off him, your body basically vibrating in excitement.
“I was told you have something for me”
“Wow, we’ve been gone for three days, and you care more about the gift than me” He rolled his eyes and turned to his suitcase that hadn’t even been opened yet.
“I missed you, show me the gift” You held out your hands and scrunched your eyes closed. He shuffled through his case then stood before you, gently placing the box in your hands.
You opened your eyes to see a blue box, you lifted the lid to reveal a thick silver bangle, it had lotus flowers and swirls engraved around it as well as sparkling gems dotted around it perfectly, making it shine under the light. “It’s beautiful Woojin” You held it closer to your face, taking in the gorgeous design.
“Look on the inside” His smile grew when you noticed the inscription.
Your initials next to 4sho.
“I seen it in a store when we were shopping, the jeweler said he could add a personal inscription on the inside, so I thought of that” You slipped the bangle around your wrist and admired the way it complimented your skin tone.
“It’s perfect, thank you, you really didn’t have to get me anything” You pulled him into a tight hug which made him laugh.
“I know I didn’t, that’s why it’s a gift” He stuck his tongue out when you released him from the hug. You couldn’t help but stare at the jewelry attached to your wrist, this is never leaving your arm.
“Thank you” You smiled still staring at the bangle.
You ended up helping Woojin unpack his suitcase because he was planning to leave it last minute again, right before he needed to pack again for Taiwan. He kept asking about your showcase performance, what song you were preforming, if it was a duo performance etc. You hadn’t told the boys anything about it, wanting to keep it a secret until the performance so it was perfect.
You stood backstage pacing and shaking your hands while you warmed up your voice. You hadn’t seen anyone all day because you’d hidden yourself in the practice room going over the choreography again and again. It was so nerve racking performing on stage, you had only done it a few times before at school and such, but this was a big deal. It was being recorded and watched by a crowd of people, including your family and Lngshot. You couldn’t afford to fuck up.
“You’re on in two Y/n” Your manager said as he popped his head around the corner.
“Good luck” Jasmine patted your shoulders before you left the room and headed to the side of the stage, watching Jihye and Isol wrap up their performance.
The host walked on stage and announced your name and the song you were performing, the lights lowered and you walked on stage. Everyone was sat in rows, but you could see your parents and brother sat in the second row. Your brother stood to see over the guy in front of him, his gummy smile so wide it looked like his cheeks could pop. It was so hard not to wave at him or just run off the stage and hug him.
Lngshot were sat three rows from the stage, you noticed Louis first because his head was higher than everyone else, He nodded in encouragement when you glanced. The rest of them all smiled and silently cheered you on.
‘Dammn Baby’ By Janet Jackson boomed through the speakers, the vibrations traveling through the rubber soles of your shoes. You bounced to the beat, flowing to the music, making it look easy as you travelled to the center of the stage.
“Dammn baby, ya same ol’ song is draggin me down not good for my body”
You sang into the mic hanging over your lips as you flowed into the hip hop choreography you designed with the help of your teacher. Trying to keep your voice steady between movements so it sounded natural.
The chorus played so you took a break from singing, letting your voice rest while you danced, bouncing around the stage like it was your home. You kept your vision straight, looking directly in the area of the camera hidden in the darkness. One of the comments on your evaluation said to work on stage presence and confidence so you gave it your all, occasionally singing to the crowd, interacting with them when you moved to both sides of the stage.
“I wish me being happy didn’t make you so sad” You whispered into the mic before the lights dimmed again, letting the backing track fade to a stop.
Your ears felt muffled, like water was drowning them when the crowd clapped, your brother jumping up and down while attempting to whistle but it came out like a howl. You laughed and bowed, thanking everyone for watching and cheering.
As you walked off stage you glanced at the boys, sending them a thumbs up and a huge grin, they returned the gesture and continued to clap quietly.
“You were so good!” Jasmine pulled you into a hug, jumping with you in praise and excitement.
“Thank you! Good luck” You held her hands, shaking them a bit before you released and headed back to the green room.
You still had the group performance to prepare for, so you quickly tied up your hair and changed into the long black trench coat and black panama hat.
Isol was going over the steps in the corner, so you went over and slapped your hands together, pleading. “Isol can we practice our bit, just to make sure I’m perfect”
“Thank god you said that I’m so nervous”
The two of you went over the steps, perfecting your placement which you always seemed to mess up. You did it again three more times until you got it right.
“Girls you’re on” Your manager announced to the room, grabbing everyone’s attention.
“We can do this” You reassured Isol but mainly yourself, you needed to get that placement and focus on your viewpoints so you wouldn’t get dizzy.
The host announced you all, allowing you to take the stage. You took a few deep breaths to settle to nervous butterflies in your stomach, you could feel them rising to your throat.
“Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone” The lights above you slowly lit up, light enough to see you but keeping it mysterious to hide your face. “It’s not warm when she’s away” You counted in your head while rolling your neck. 1,2,3,4 “Ain’t no sunshine when she’s goneee” You strutted forward, making the trench coat sway, quickly turned then strutted away, untying the belt and pushing it behind you like a cape. You kept your eyes on the ground, following everyone’s steps to the center. 1,2 out in, out in, bounce. Everyone moved in sync to the beat, it looked clean, obvious you had all practiced this a thousand times.
Dancing was your strong suit, so it came easier than singing, you didn’t have to think as much, just count your steps and stay with the beat.
You and Isol swayed to the front while the girls walked off stage, the hat flew from your fingertips, landing somewhere on the stage. You threw the coat behind you and jumped into the choreo, moving with the beat of the piano, bouncing, swaying, spinning, it was going perfectly.
It was time to move in front of Isol, you stared at her movements as you slide behind her, creating an invisible square when you got to the front. You smiled to yourself for getting the placement perfect, confidence fueling your movements, making the rest of the choreography easier than you thought.
You didn’t trip, you didn’t fuck up once.
The sound of José James humming signaled for the lights to dim as you all walked into the darkness. You caught your breath as everyone started to cheer. It was louder than before, assuming its everyone’s family and friends cheering. This was the last performance of the showcase, closing it with the perfect show.
You grabbed Isol’s hand and squeezed while smiling like an idiot, the girls turned and bowed before walking off stage to the back.
“Well done girls, that was great” Your manager and choreographers were stood watching from the sidelines, high fiving you all as you walked past and thanked them.
“I deserve a drink after that, or a large carton of ice cream” You laughed, feeling overwhelmed with joy for what you did. You felt proud of yourself, this was a huge achievement and a big step in your career. Finally getting to show off your skills. Maybe this will convince Jay to debut the group.
You got to the green room, grabbing a bottle of water and chugging it. Feeling the cold water slide down your throat and instantly cooling you down.
Jay Park entered the room with nine bouquets of flowers. Everyone bowed at his presence, suddenly going quiet and not knowing what to do. “Great job out there guys, it looked sick” He held out a bouquet to Minhee and she took it gratefully, thanking him again as she held the flowers to her chest. “I got you all flowers as congratulations, I knew you would do me proud” He laughed, moving around to hand the flowers. You took the bouquet into your arms and bowed, thanking him twice. You still felt nervous around him, he was the CEO after all. It’s still hard to comprehend how comfortable Lngshot are with him. “Your friends and family are on their way, have tonight and the weekend off. Great work again guys, keep it up” He gave you all a thumbs up and opened the door to let the families in before going to speak with one of the staff members.
Your heart bloomed when your brother came running into the room, smiling to his cheeks when he clashed into your chest. You gripped under his arms, lifting him in the air “Woongie!” You squeezed his tiny body so tight it could’ve crushed him, Jiwoong did the same, wraping his arms around your neck and literally choking you. “You looked so cool noona!” You placed him on the floor and grabbed his cheeks.
“Thank you Woongie. I seen you cheering in the crowd”
“Yeah, I was too short though. The man in front was a tower”
You laughed and messed up his hair. Behind him was your mom, tears in her eyes and quivering lips. “Don’t cry mom, you’ll set me off” You pulled her into a hug, feeling her warm coat against you when she nuzzled into your shoulder. She pulled back and kissed your cheek a thousand times, you had to pry her off. “Okay mom, geez” She just laughed, encasing your hand in hers. “I’m so proud of how far you’ve come and I’m proud to call you my daughter Y/n” She sniffled and it caused your eyes to well up, completely turning your insides into mush. “Mom” You couldn’t help but pull her into another hug, wiping your eyes behind her shoulder to stop your makeup from running.
Once she pulled away you seen your dad walking in, hands in his pockets as he spoke to “Woojin?” You called his name in confusion, not expecting to see him, but of course he’d be speaking to your fashion icon of a father.
“Yah, well done!” He goes to hug you but is pulled back by Ryul.
“Be respectful to her dad, idiot”
“Oops, sorry” He bowed to your dad and stands back with Ryul.
Your dad holds you in an even tighter hug, shaking you around like a mad man. “I’ll throw up from motion sickness” The two of you laughed the same laugh, it was obvious you were related. “Oh shush” He pulls back and rests his hands on your shoulders, praising both your performances and reminding you how proud he is, and that he expects you to come see him soon, before you’re a famous idol.
“I will I promise” You wiped your eyes again, drying the escaped tears from your eyes.
He pulls you close and speaks into your ear. “That Woojin is a talker, but he knows his stuff” You just laughed and looked over at Woojin who was having a conversation with Jihye and Louis.
“He keeps begging me to take him to the shop” You shook your head and formed a circle with your family. You didn’t want to immediately go up to the boys because they were talking to the other girls and their families.
“Are those the boys you live with?” Your mom asked, pointing to the four boys conversing behind you.
“Yeah, only temporarily until I get a proper living situation. I love it though, it’s fun”
“Noona, dad got me a vintage Pokémon card of Venusaur. Dad show her on your phone” Jiwoong is already clawing at your dads’ pockets to grab his phone. You just smiled watching as he worked his way around the device to the photos and turning the phone so you could see the card.
The photo was of him grinning ear to ear while holding the card like it was a brick of gold. “That’s so good Woongie, you should show the boys, they know more about Pokémon than me”
“Okay” You couldn’t even blink before he shot past you and was shoving the phone into Louis face, the height difference causing Louis to crouch slightly as Jiwoong spoke.
“That’s so sick!” You could hear Louis say as he stared at the phone.
“I didn’t mean now Jiwoong” You went over and stood behind Jiwoong, he didn’t care that he was being told off, he just wanted to brag about the card to someone who understands. You apologized to Jihye, but she just laughed it off, ending her conversation and turning to her family.
Ryul hit Ohyuls arm to grab his attention while you were distracted with Jiwoong and Louis. His mouth forms a perfect circle when he remembers the huge bouquet in his arms.
Ryul, Ohyul and Woojin stood in front of you. “Congratulations on your first performance!” Ohyul presents the overly large bouquet of fresh flowers like a trophy. You gasped and felt the smaller bouquet be taken from your hands by your mom, so the space could be replaced by theirs.
It was so big you had to lean back to adjust the position. “Thank you, why is it huge” You laughed, looking at the pink and white lilies sprouting out the light pink wrapping.
“So we could out do Jays’ tiny one” Woojin laughed.
“And to show how proud we are on your achievement” Ohyul added, side eyeing Woojin who was clearly not supposed to say that.
“Thank you, guys, I would introduce you to my parents, but I think that’s already been done” You smiled, looking between your parents and the group. Jiwoong was still keeping Louis occupied with Pokémon talk.
“Sorry, we met outside before we came in” Ryul smiled at your parents like he’d known them his whole life.
“I hope you’re all looking after my daughter here” Your dad pretends to be intimidating by resting his hand on your back and giving them stern looks.
“Yes sir” Ohyul and Ryul both bowed to your parents.
“Woongie, let Louis ears rest, you’re yapping like an excited dog” Jiwoong turns looking utterly offended.
“Only dad talks to me about Pokémon though” he whined, not moving from his place next to the crouched giant.
“I’m sure you can talk to Louis and the boys about Pokémon another time” Jiwoong pauses his strop and smiles, liking the idea of seeing Louis again.
Jiwoong walks back over and hands his dad the phone and tucks himself against his moms’ legs, grinning at Lngshot.
“We have something else to tell you” Ryul speaks up, grinning like a child. You look at Ohyul knowingly and he scrunches his lips to the side, trying to hide his smile.
“You’re coming with us to Taiwan to perform Facetime at KKbox”
Your face lit up, mouth wide, eyes sparkling, brows raised, pure theatrical excitement. “Oh my gosh really?” You bounced on the spot, acting like this was news to you.
The four of them grin, but Louis squints his eyes. “You already told her hyung” He looks at Ohyul accusingly.
“I would never” he scoffs.
“She looked more excited eating mochi ice cream”
“Fine” He sighs in defeat and you quietly laugh watching them.
“I’m still excited and honored to be a part of it” You place the flowers on an empty table and gather them into a group hug, laughing at the awkwardness of five people hugging at once.
“Oh, let me take a photo of you all” Your mom digs in her handbag to pull out her phone. Your dad picks up the flowers and places them in your arms again. Ohyul and Woojin crouch in front of you while Ryul and Louis stand either side of you, one hand behind your back, framing you in the middle. Your mom holds her phone out and snaps a few photos. “Oh cute” She smiles as she continues to take photos. “I need photos of you and your brother for Facebook”
You click your tongue against your teeth at the thought of being posted on Facebook. Good thing her account is private, you can’t have fans finding it after you debut.
The boys stand to the side while your brother sluggishly walks over, purposely not smiling in protest. “Hey Jiwoong smile, you’re supposed to look like you love your sister, not like she stinks” That makes him laugh, same with the members. You roll your eyes and pose for the photo, the flowers almost bigger than your brother.
“I can take photos of you guys” Woojin offers, his face lit up with the most ‘parent approved’ smile.
“Oh thank you” She hands the phone over and positions herself on your right, one hand behind your back, same as your dad.
“Do a funny one” Ryul directed, watching over Woojins shoulder as he takes the photos. Both of your parents squeeze you between a hug, pulling faces while you puffed out your cheeks and tucked in your lips.
Woojin looked like a dad, smiling while taking photos.
“Okay, that’s enough” You let out a loud exhale when your parents release you from their grip. “I need food!” Theirs noise of agreement from your parents and Jiwoong.
“You boys should join us; we’re going to Y/ns’ favorite BBQ restaurant”
“Mom that’s probably not the best idea, there’s fans outside” You looked at her sheepishly. It would’ve been nice for them to join but its far too suspicious to do in public.
“Oh, I forgot you boys are famous” She looks at the boys apologetically, feeling like she just teased them.
“Ah, we can have them over some time for a meal” Your dad suggested, hoping it keeps your mom happy and the boys feeling less left out.
“And I can show of my card collection!” Jiwoong pipes up, smiling like crazy again as he jumps on the spot.
“We’d love too, thank you” Ohyul replies like a natural leader. He bows to your parents respectfully. “We should probably go” He announces and your parents respond with a mix of disappointment and understanding. “It was nice meeting you both. See you when you’re home y/n” He pulls you into a hug, bows at your parents again then waits for the members to do the same.
“Bye!” You shout as they leave, then you turn to your grinning mother.
“Oh you’re so lucky y/n, their all so handsome” She gushes hitting your shoulder softly.
“Oh my god” you groaned, shaking your head and turning to the other girls. Walking around and saying goodbye.
“Louis is so cool and tall, do you think he’d be my friend on Kakao?” Jiwoong asked, gushing over his new friend.
“How do you have Kakao Talk?”
“Dad let me have it to text my friends on the computer”
“You’re so grown up” You tussled his hair as you and your family walked out.
You walked up the stairs to your dorm after your dad dropped you off. Your parents sitting in the car watching you safely get inside. You had spent a few hours at the restaurant eating BBQ and having celebratory drinks with your mom; since your dad was driving. You and your mom drank enough for him anyways.
That’s why you were gripping onto the railing as you stumbled up the stairs, trying to convince yourself you’re just tipsy and not a drunk fool. When mom offers the apple soju it’s only right to accept it. Unfortunately, since you barely drink, it hits you like a truck after one bottle.
Your duffle bag was open, holding the massive bouquet dangling out the side, threatening to fall out with every sway.
You made it to the door and slammed your key into the keyhole; you wanted to slot it in first time instead of aimlessly searching. Once it turned you felt confident that it wasn’t obvious you had a few drinks.
When you opened the door, you were faced with Ohyul and Louis stood at the entrance, ready to fight. “Huh?” you questioned, seeing a butter knife in Ohyuls hand. They drop their shoulders in relief once they seen you, putting their guard down immediately and resorting to accusatory.
“What are you doing creeping up the stairs like that and slamming the key in the door” Ohyul asked, reaching out to take your bag.
“We thought someone was going to break in” Louis adds, staring at your vacant and bloodshot eyes.
“My bad” You inhale deeply as you kick off your shoes, using the wall to stabilize yourself. “I’m going to bed now” You walked past Ohyul, not even acknowledging the way he took your bag.
“Hey, are you drunk?” Ohyul asked while looking over you, how your feet shuffled across the floor, your shoulders slumped and you had no sense of where you were going. He smiled to himself watching you bash into the dining table while trying to get to your room.
“I had a few drinks” You mumbled back, shoving open your door and heading straight for bed. “I barely drank anything, but I feel passed the tipsy point” Ohyul followed behind you, flicking on your bedroom light to illuminate the room.
“You’re such a lightweight” he gently drops the duffle next to your messy desk. “Remember when Woonhak had to carry you home because you tried to outdrink us” He laughed to himself while you smiled at the memory. “Idiot”
“Yeah, he couldn’t be bothered walking to my neighborhood, so I slept on his bed while he slept on the floor” You laughed as well, remembering waking up to a bunch of photos of you sprawled out on his bed.
“Boynextdoor, door, boynextdoor” Louis references the meme as he walks to his room, clearly Woonhaks name sets him off.
“Okay, get changed and I’ll be back” Ohyul closes the door after he leaves and waits until it’s okay for him to reenter.
He snickers at your choice of pyjamas, pink fluffy bottoms and an oversized ‘I heart Taemin’ top. “Get up, you need to do your skincare and chug water so you’re not hungover and your skin is glowing for the performance tomorrow” He walks over and grabs your hands.
“Shit, I forgot about that” you say as he pulls you off the bed.
“I had a feeling” he walks behind you as you head out the room.
Ryul is now in the living room sneaking a late-night snack from the fridge. He takes one look at your state and laughs. “Drunk?” You just nodded and he shook his head, biting into a cheese stick.
“I’ll get you water” You just hummed in reply and entered the bathroom, not bothering to close the door.
The tap runs as you wash your face with cleansing foam. Ryul had found his way over and is now stood against the door frame, watching you sway as you dried your face. “What were you drinking?”
“Apple soju, I only had one bottle”
“I never drink; it was just to celebrate” You open your eyes wide to have a clear view of the toner pad you glided across your skin.
“You should’ve just had beer, it would’ve paced you better”
“True, but my mum wanted apple soju, and I can’t say no to apple soju, because apple soju tastes the best and she was paying and yeah, so I had to” You rambled, not even thinking before you spoke, just opened your mouth and hoped for the best. You opened your tub of moisturizer and plopped four dollops on your face, probably too much but your skin needs the moisture. You rubbed it in aggressively, running your hands all over your face.
“You’ll burn your skin rubbing it in like that” he laughed.
“Meh, as long as it’s on”
You didn’t even check in the mirror after you rubbed it in, you start to walk out the bathroom, but Ryul stops you, bringing his hands up and rubbing in the moisturizer more.
“You didn’t even rub it in properly” You just stood there like the shell of a person, letting him rub it into your skin, until you remembered he was just eating.
“Wait, get your cheesy fingers off my face cheese boy” You smacked his hands away and moved past him while he laughs.
You must be a comedian tonight by the way he is laughing.
“Your water halmeoni” Ohyul holds out the glass with two hands. You raise your hand threatening to smack him but snatch the glass instead.
“I said don’t call me that” You sip the water slowly and trudge to your room, feeling two sets of eyes watching your every move like security cameras. “I’m going to bed” You announced, entering your room, placing your glass on the bedside table and flopping onto the mattress like a dead fish.
Ohyul enters your room a second later, finding you hanging off the edge of your bed. “You didn’t even bother to get on the bed properly”
“I don’t care as long as I can sleep” you mumbled against the mattress.
“You’ll hurt your back” You feel your legs being lifted onto the bed, you adjust your upper half to be comfortable against the pillow.
“Actually, that’s better” You whispered, closing your eyes and already feeling the heavy weight of sleep overtake you.
“Shouldn’t she drink the water first?” Ryul asked, noticing the almost full glass of water.
“She’s had a few sips it’s fine I guess” Ohyul runs a hand down the back of your head, flattening your hair before tucking the loose strands behind your ear. “Okay let’s go” You could barely hear his voice as you drifted to sleep.
“Wake up, wake up, wake up”
The bed rocked as your body was being shoved and pulled back and forth, you groaned in protest while trying to shove the culprit’s hands off your shoulders.
“Y/n you have to wake up and pack, we’re leaving in four hours” You could hear Ryul say, still shaking you awake.
“Yeah, I’ll get up in a second” You gripped his wrist and tried to peel him off but he wouldn’t budge.
“If you aren’t up when I get back, I’ll drag you out”
“Yeah, yeah” You could hear him leave the room so you snuggled back into the pillow, drifting back asleep.
“You should be awake” The sound of Ryul’s voice rang in your ears, he sounded like an angry sergeant.
“I am” You didn’t even open your eyes. It felt like you only slept for two hours, you were exhausted.
He didn’t even say anything, just pushed you onto your back and pulled you up by the arms, making you sit up, head flying forward and eyes still screwed shut.
“When I count to three I’ll dump this water over your head”
You heard him reach for the glass, scratching against the wood. Your eyes shot open and you sprung out of bed.
Your words were cut off when water splashed over your face. Ryul stood frozen on the spot, eyes wide and lips tucked between his teeth, now he was the scared one.
“I.am.going.to.fucking.KILL YOU!”
You were definitely awake now. Awake and soaked in water. You exhaled through your nose and screamed like a warrior. He turned on his heel and rushed out the door with you hot on his heels, ready to pounce on him.
“Kim Ryul you are so dead!”
You jumped on his back as soon as he reached Louis door, wrapping your hands around his throat and locking your knees to his hips, pretending to choke his lights out.
“Ah! Dpnim! Dpnim! She’s trying to fucking kill me”
His hands covered yours and tried to peel them off, you looked up and seen Jay Park sitting on Louis bed, also trying to wake him up.
“Oh!” You jumped off Ryuls back and wiped the water dripping off your face. “Sorry” You bowed deeply, hearing his laugh boom through the room.
“How come every time I’m here you two are fighting?” His teeth shinned when he spoke, still laughing to himself.
“He threw water on me” You accused and looked down and realized you were wearing the ‘I heart Taemin top’. You gasped and hid behind Ryul, praying he didn’t read it.
“Yah Ryul, have some respect” Jay scolded the tall boy but all he did was scoff and raise his lips in annoyance.
“She didn’t wake up” He looks down at Louis still covering his face with a blanket. “He should be next”
“No, I shouldn’t” Louis replied, his voice thick with sleep.
“What is with you guys? Not even Woojin is awake” Jay clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.
“Because he sleeps like he’s in a coma” you replied, turning to leave the room.
“Go wake him up, he hasn’t packed either” Jay shouted.
You pushed open his bedroom door to see it in darkness, you flew open the curtains and turned to him sleeping in the fetal position, legs tucked to his stomach and blanket tucked between his knees.
He groaned and rubbed his eyes, peaking one open before closing it again.
“I’m saving you from being water boarded” You stood at the edge of his bed, ducking under the top bunk to see him looking around like he didn’t know where he was.
“Noona nomu yepo… micheo… replay replay replayyyy” He mumbled with his face smushed into his pillow. He looked so comfortable and you wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep.
“Okay shut up” You hit his arm as he teased you for the Taemin top. You sat on the edge of his bed, contemplating life instead of waking him up. Drinking last night wasn’t the best idea if you had to wake up early… Why did you decide to be an idol.
His body visibly sank into his mattress as he fell back asleep. “It wasn’t going to work anyways” You fell back, head falling onto his hip and you closed your eyes. Just another two minutes. It wouldn’t hurt.
Without realizing you had accidentally fallen into sleep, the two minutes had turned to thirty minutes. Thirty minutes of you using Woojin as a pillow while you both slept.
“You’re fucking joking” Your eyes sprung open at the sound of Ryul shouting, but you couldn’t bring yourself to move. You felt like you were caught by your mum on a school morning. “I knew it was a bad idea for your to wake him up” Your wrists were pulled by Ryul, getting you to stand straight on the floor.
You just huffed and silently watched Woojin being pulled onto the floor.
“Ah my bones” Woojin curled up on the ground, snatching his hands back and covering his shoulders in pain.
“That’s what you get” Ryul shook his head and turned to push you out the room and towards the bathroom. “Shower then pack” The bathroom was steamed up and still warm from Louis shower, Ryul slammed the door behind you and gave you no option but to get ready.
You turned on the shower, stared at the sink for a few seconds then got under the water. Your eyes were still heavy, but you forced yourself to wash your hair and get ready for the day.
The bathroom door shook as someone banged on it like a drum, repeatedly hitting it like they were being chased down by zombies. You pulled open the door with your hair wrapped in towel and toothbrush hanging out your mouth.
“What?” Your voice muffled with toothpaste.
Ohyul was stood at the door holding two shirts from your wardrobe, both the exact same but different colors. “Pick” He shook the hangers as you stood there confused. Scrunching your brows, you pointed your finger to the navy shirt. “Okay, hurry up by the way Louis is complaining” with that, Ohyul turns towards your room.
Quickly you spit the toothpaste out and wandered to your room. Ohyul was on the floor in front of your suitcase, rolling your clothes and putting them in neatly. “Why are you packing for me?” You looked over his shoulder at the choices of clothes; he was actually spot on with what you would wear.
“You decided to sleep in and spend an hour in the bathroom, you’re going to make us late at this point” He turned, shaking his head. You just rolled your eyes and dried your hair with the towel.
“Did you put a dress in there, I heard it was going to be hot”
“I put the yellow one in” You hummed and just watched him pack your suitcase while towel drying your hair.
“You should’ve packed yesterday if you knew you’d be drinking”
“I didn’t know I would be drinking”
He looked up with a ‘do you think I’m stupid’ look before finishing up your packing. “Put in your underwear, I’m not touching that”
“Oh how respectful of you” You gave him a half smile full of sarcasm. “Not like you went through my whole closet or anything”
“Meh meh meh meh meh” He mocked your voice as he walked out, you flipped him off behind his back and went to fill your suitcase.
“Thirty minutes everyone!” Jay park shouted from the living room where he sat on the couch and scrolled through his phone.
“Fuck” You whispered under your breath before rushing around to change into sweats and dry your hair.
You basically fell out your room to meet the boys at the front door. They were all wearing designer clothes, dressed to the nines, even wearing jeans to sit on a two-hour flight.
“I feel underdressed” You looked down at your grey adidas sweats then back at their outfits.
“There’s going to be paparazzi waiting for us” Ohyul ran his hand through his hair.
“I forget your famous” You strolled closer to the door. “If they saw the way you lived, they wouldn’t believe it” You scoffed, smiling to yourself when he gave you a dirty look.
“Jay is waiting for us, c’mon” Ryul turns for the door before Ohyul could fight back. It didn’t stop him flashing his fists and you sticking out your tongue like a child.
The five of you loaded your suitcases into the back, with the help of the driver then got in the van. You sat at the back next to Louis and Woojin while Ohyul was next to Ryul and Jay was sat at the very front with the driver. He was briefing everyone on the situation and how to act etc.
“Since it will be busy y/n will have to go out the opposite side and pose as one of the staff, you’ll meet us again at boarding” You just nodded and went back to staring out the window.
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