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You came down in a lazy outfit, loose, wide sweats combined with a tighter butter yellow top. Everyone’s eyes immediately fell on yours, especially Daniela’s. “Wow, you look beautiful, mi amor.” She said, her hands travelling down to your waist.

You just blushed and leaned into her touch. “Oh stop it.” you both giggled like two kindergardners during recess, until Yoonchae broke you both apart. "Less flirting, more talking. Get in the car." she said, not making eyecontact with you or Daniela.

After a while of pushing everyone to the car and hiding under your jacket you all finally made it to the car, the AC already on and radio set on some laufey music.

Soon enough it fell to a comfortable ritme, you sat next to Yoonchae who was just staring out of the window. Sophia and Lara in the front were singing along to the radio. And Megan, Daniela and Manon were doomscrolling.

"So," Yoonchae started, "We've been friends for a long time." You didn't understand where she was going with this question. "We have?" you answer.

"Have I ever seen you dance before?" The thought of it alone made both you and Yoonchae laugh, you weren't much of a dancer compared to the girls, but your skills weren't the worse.

"Well I hope you not," you said while still laughing loudly, the other girls look from the front of the car, wondering what you were laughing about.

"Okay, at the end of this dance practise Im gonna learn you our choreography, deal?" she stook out her pinky, waiting for you to interlock it. It was kind off Yoonchaes signature.

“Ugh, not that pinky up dance.” You groaned, it was a hard choreo and you weren’t really in the mood to learn all that. “I’ll make sure Sophia makes her famous brownie’s tonight.” She bribes you.

“That’ll do it.” You interlock pinkies with her, the promise was now made and unbreakable. A comfortable silence fell over you both, a one that only came with best friends who knew everything about each other.

“I have heard you sing before.” She suddenly breaks the silence, smirking. You never sung to her or the other girls before so you had no idea were this came from.

“Wait what,” your smile dropped immediately, making Yoonchae laugh again. “Yeah, when you were alone in your room.” She suddenly pulled out her phone, unlocking it and scrolling through her videos.

She pulled out one specific video and played it, it was a vague video of the floor, but the sound was clear as daylight. You singing honeybee from Olivia Rodrigo’s new album.

“In the dark, I’m not scared. I’ll just reach and you’re right there.”

You hear coming from the video in an angelic voice as everyone in the car turns around. “Who’s singing that?”, “Wow she sounds beautiful.” You hear coming from the front.

You dive down from embarrassment, your hands covering the blush spreading across your face. “That’s Y/N,” Yoonchae says proudly. “She’s singing, doesn’t she sound amazing?” she smirks, emberrasing you on purpose.

"Holy shit, Y/N, I didnt know you could sing." Manon looked over the seat, seeing you hiding under it. "Guys stop it." you smiled, you had no idea that they were being honest.

"I'm gonna learn you the basics of a microphone soon." Sophia looked at you with this dreamy gaze. It felt like everyone just found their click, their addition to this group, their seventh member...

Only if your weren't so damn shy, maybe you could've made a shot with Missy and get that contract.

When you arrived at the dance studio the complementing had slowly stopped. Instead they just quietly smirked at you while walking into the huge building.

When you walked into the room with the mirror wall you saw Missy leaning against the other side of the wall, the girls standing around her exitingly. She Turned towards you. “So,” her arms later crossed over her chest. “Ive heard you got some skills.”

“Their not really skills, I was just messing around.” You said, a blush creeping up in your face. Missy laughed out loud, clearly unconvinced. "Mhm. We'll see."

Before you could answer, another voice cut through the room. "What's going on in here?"

Everyone turned toward the doorway as Nicky stepped inside, a water bottle tucked under one arm. She looked between the girls and then at you.

Sophia smiled. "We were telling Missy about Y/N." Nicky raised an eyebrow. "About what?", "She was singing earlier," Megan explained. "And she was actually really good."

"I wasn't," you muttered, rubbing the back of your neck."Girl you were amazing," Daniela said immediately. Lara nodded. "You have potential."

Nicky looked at you for a second before setting her bottle down. "Come here." Your stomach dropped. "...Me?" She nodded. "You can sing but can you dance."

The girls immediately moved back to make room while Nicky connected her phone to the speaker. "If you're comfortable," she said, "I'll teach you part of Pinky Up."

"The actual choreography?" Nicky nodded twice. "I don't know if that's a good idea...", "I’ll help you,” Yoonchae said

You looked between the two of them before sighing. "Fine I guess." The music started quietly Nicky demonstrated the first eight counts without saying a word.

Everything looked impossibly fast. She replayed it. "This part is mostly about control," she explained. "Don't rush the hands."

Yoonchae stepped beside you and started dancing the choreography too. You copied the first move. Then the second. By the fourth count your arms were already mixed up.

"I knew it," you laughed awkwardly. "I'm terrible at dancing." Nicky stopped the music. "You just learned four counts." Yoonchae grinned. "I messed this up for like two days.", "You did not.", "I absolutely did."

The room filled with laughter. Some of the pressure disappeared from your shoulders. For the next twenty minutes, the two of them worked with you patiently while the others trained for them self’s.

Yoonchae stood beside you, quietly counting. "Five... six... seven... eight..."

Whenever you got frustrated, she'd smile and repeat the move without making you feel embarrassed. "There, that’s better.”

"Did you feel that?" You nodded. "That’s it, that was the dance.” Little by little, the choreography stopped feeling impossible.

The movements began connecting together. Nicky watched without interrupting. Her expression softening at the sight of Yoonchae teaching you to dance.

"Music." Yoonchae called and the song started again. "From the top." Your heart pounded, you took a deep breath and started dancing.

You felt the pressure building up, the girls staring at you from out the other corner where they were training, but somehow you stayed on beat.

When the music stopped, the room went quiet. You looked down, already preparing yourself for criticism. But instead, Nicky walked closer to you. "You've danced before, haven't you?" you shaked your head. "No."

She stared at you. "No classes?" You shook your head again. "No competitions?", "No.", Nicky just stood there, her gaze full of suprise. "You taught yourself?"

"Mostly by watching videos." Nicky looked over at Yoonchae, who was smiling proudly. "I told you she was amazing." Nicky crossed her arms. "You know what's difficult to teach?" You looked up. "Timing."

She tapped the side of her head. "People can memorize choreography." She pointed toward your feet. "They can learn technique." Then she pointed toward the speaker. "But hearing the music," she said quietly. "and naturally knowing where your body should hit each beat?"

She shook her head. "That's instinct." The girls exchanged looks, they had to train twice as hard as you just did during dream academy. "You have that." Your eyes widened. "I do?"

"You've got potential." The words hung in the room. Real potential, not a compliment, more of an observation. Nicky wasn't the type to throw praise around. Daniela smiled so wide it was impossible to miss. "I knew it."

"I literally told everyone," Megan added proudly. Sophia laughed. "You were right." Manon bumped your shoulder. "See? We weren't lying." Nicky picked up the speaker remote again. "We're not done."

You blinked confusingly."Huh?", "If you've got potential, then we're going to see how much." She restarted the music. "This time," She looked toward Yoonchae. "You teach." Yoonchae's eyes got slightly bigger. "Me?"

"You explain things differently." Yoonchae smiled. "Okay." She turned toward you. "We're going to go slower first." She demonstrated each movement, breaking everything into pieces instead of full counts.

"Think about reaching.", "Don't think about your arms.", "Think about the picture you're making." For some reason, the way she explained everything just clicked. "Oh", "There."

She smiled. "You got it." Nicky watched you repeat the sequence again, then again, then one more time. Each run looked cleaner, sharper, more confident. Finally, Nicky nodded once.

"That's enough for today." You frowned. "Really?" "You'll overthink it if we keep going." She grabbed her water bottle. "We'll continue tomorrow." You stared at her ."Tomorrow?"

"If you're willing ofcourse." Before you could answer, Yoonchae hooked her arm through yours with a grin. "You're stuck with me now." The rest of the girls laughed. You couldn't help laughing too.

For the first time since walking into the practice room, the nerves in your chest had settled, maybe you even had enough potential to join their group.

"Do you like dogs?" you remember her saying, a curious four years old who just seemed to like the quiet girl who always sat alone on the swingset durig recess.

After that you two became unseparable from eachother. From elementary school teachers telling you both to keep your hands to yourself instead of holding hers, or braiding her hair during nap time.

To middle school rumors about you two dating eachother, which you both were hardly beating. Teachers having to separate you in the middle of the lesson because Megan was distracting you once again.

To writing each others senior quotes in highschool, which to no ones suprise, were matching. Your caps decorated with eachothers initials, and aesthetic. Yours more Y2K, and hers more softgirl and coquette.

To supporting her trough her career path. Every late night staying in the studio with her at dream academy. And being front row when she got chosen to be in this girlband.

And now your here, anxious as ever. Megan had gone out partying with her toxic boyfriend, the one you kept begging her to drop. He was no good, each time they went out she came home eighter drunk or high, bruises and wounds covering her body and her hair messy.

Yes ofcourse she has other friends around her. Lara, from her girlgroup. Emily and Adela, her old friends from Dream academy. But they always dissapear when Megan gets to drunk to think straight.

Megan had never admid that she liked you before, but it was clear as daylight, the way she clung to you, the nicknames she gave you, the way you were both each others first kiss down in middle school. You liked her to, but you were just afraid to ruin your friendship.

This time Megan promised you to stay sober, but you knew she couldn't keep that promise on a party full of miruana and whisky. And you were certain of it when you heard someone stumble against your door at this time of night.

You stepped out of your bed, your room door half open and the light dim in the hallway. You followed the drunk laughter comming from the corridor.

You opened the door to a drunk Megan, a ugly bruise on her left arm and a red mark against her cheek, it looked like a recent bitch clap, and you knew from who. On her lip was a bleeding cut, her nose dripping too, and her legs were three seconds away from giving up.

"Meg, baby?" you asked, you were still a little sleeoy, which made sense, it was 2 AM. "Who dropped you here." You invited her in, your arm wrapping around her shoulder to help steady her, instead of walking in she just crashed on top of you, arm wrapping around you.

"Who did this to you, my pretty girl?" you asked, cupping her left cheek, the one with the ugly mark on it. "Mhh- who do you think." Her breath smelled like whisky mixed with other alchol liquids, and maybe even some drugs.

That was enough for you to know who did all of this to her. You quietly pulled her to your bedroom, dimming the lights to a soft yellow glow. "Stay here," you sat her down on your bed, rumaging trough your closet to find a pair of pyjama's that would fit her after.

When you finally found a good pair, a white, slight oversized for you, pyjama suit with dog paw prints on them you gave them to her. Helping her change out of her dirty shirt with alchol stains, into the soft new pyjamas.

When she was done changing you layed her on your bed softly and went over to the kitchen to set some tea for her, bringing an first aid kit that you had reserved for her and her only.

You entered the room again, sitting besides her quietly. Trying to ignore the smell of mens parfum mixed with alchol that lingered on her. "Come on," Your hand lowered towards her back. "Can you sit up for me?" you asked softly, trying to get her to sit.

Megan obeyed you and sat with her back against the headboard, the duvet already wrapped around her legs. You slowly rolled up her sleeves to make her cuts visable.

You first went working on her right arm, opening up the box and pulling out the small bottle of alchol int it. You poured it on a small white cloth and you reached over for her arm. "Watch out," you move a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ears.

"This can sting a little." That wasn't nearly enough to warn megan. As soon as the wet cloth touched her wound a high toned squeek came out of her lungs, hard enough to cause ear damage if you weren't used to it.

With her other hand she squeezed your arm, her acrylic nails digging into your toned flesh. You lifted the cloth, what once was white and clean was now dirty and red. "Good girl." You praise her, not telling her about the other wounds you still had to clean.

When the towel touched her other wound on her left arm tears spilled out of Megans eyes. But you just had a feeling that it wasn't just the stinging causing it. "Baby," you lifted the cloth again, putting it on your desk next to your bed.

"Tell me whats wrong." Megan had seemed to sober up real quick out of the sudden. "What are we?" She asked, shocking both of you. A silence fell for a couple seconds, not an uncomfortable one, but more one that said more then words.

"Well what do you want us to be, Megan." That was one of the first times that night that you had said her full name, scaring the older girl. "I don't even like him." she starts. "He just uses me for sex or to go to parties, he doesn't even like me." she cried out.

"No, he doesn't." You listen to her, your eyes never leaving her blurry green ones. "Not like I do." your hand found megan's pink cheek, cupping it and holdind her fragile frame.

"You love me, you know everything from me, you clean my wounds.", "That he gives you." you cut her of, a tear slipping your eye quietly. The tension between you two was thick, the half of you wanting to pull in for a kiss but the other side of you was telling you not to take advantage of her in this state.

But before you could process anything Megan pulled you into a sloppy kiss. The blood on her lips mixing with your saliva, as she tries to ignore the sting. It was like fireworks exploded right above your heads, after all those years that you've been together you finally builded up the curagento admid your love to eachother.

After a while of making out you could sense that the cut on Megan's lip stung, sp you pulled away. Your hand on her chin and you face closer to her lips now, examing the bleeding cut that made her lips a beautifull tint of red.

"Babe, thats gonna need to heal first." You tried to be serious but you couldn't keep your smile to your self when you saw Megan with that same old stupid goofy smile playing on her lips.

"It can heal over night, lets get some rest now." You pulled her head down to your chest and you layed down on your pillows. Your legs half tangled into the blanket, but you both had enough on eachothers body heat.

After a couple minutes of stroking her hair and whispering innocent sweet nothings into her ear, Megan finally fell asleep, her head on your chest and her hand wrapped around your waist, your hand tangled into her hair.

You soon fell asleep to, your eyes droping softly, you took one last glance at your phone, that read 3:26 AM. You fell asleep, the world dissapearing when you felt Megan in your arm, under your safety.

You knew for sure that tomorrow you were gonna help her break up with that toxic man. But for now the only thing that counted was that Megan layed safely in your arms.

No harm coming her way anytime soon.

Yesterday afternoon you fell asleep on her chest, your legs curled up against hers and your face cuddled into her neck. Around 7PM you were woken up to the soft sound of someone stiring in the pot and the delicious smell off lasagna with extra cheese.

You were still very sleepy after dinner. You stumbled into your room after saying goodnight to everyone and claiming your goodnight kiss from Sophia.

Manon and Daniela were still in the livingroom, probably stuck on some boring movie, so the room was all yours. No soft sound of Manon doomscrolling at 3PM or Danielas snoring, which she claims she doesnt.

You fell asleep quickly, your mind shutting off. Dreaming about whatever comes to mind. Meanwhile the other girls sat on the couch in the living room, Lara still mad in her room, probably already asleep.

The next morning you woke up your could already feel that you bled through basically everything you were wearing. So ofcourse you hopt under the showers, the water spraying you clean and fresh.

When you got dressed into some unreleased Katseye merch from Danielas closet, sweatpants, and a blue cap you found hanging on the staircase, you decided to go in the living room and thank Sophia for yesterday.

But when you got downstairs you found all the girls in a slight rush, Daniela putting her shoes on, wearing the same shirt as you. Manon with her jacket on waiting for the rest, Yoonchae and Megan somewere in the car and Sophia laying something out on the kitchen counter.

"Sophia," you call her confused, you didn't know they were going somewere today. "Were are you going?" She turns around fast, her mouth slightly smirking as she saw you in that merch.

"Aw baby, Im so sorry." She started, her hands going around your waist quietly. "Appearently we had a livestream today, for the new song." She apologizes quickly.

You hated when they had livestreams, cause usually they stayed away for four hours, including getting food and getting yelled at by their companies.

"What, again!" you say disapointedly. "What am I supposed to do mean while?." you ask, you felt manons arms creep up slowly to. "Don't worry about it babe." Manon started.

"We'll just take you with us." she suddenly decided, Sophia looked her way madly. Yes the companies were probably gonna get more mad, but Sophia didn't want you home alone, she never did.

"Fine, go get in the car." she pulled back and smirked. Her smirk quickly left as you bolted to go get your shoes and Manon was standing there opposite of her. "Im blaming you if the fans say anything, Keep your hands to yourself."

When you finally arrived at this huge building you felt the guilt growing. What if their company bosses got mad at them because of her? The stress started building up in her stomach.

But Yoonchae noticed it and immediatly wrapped her arm around you as you two entered the building, the other girls following behind you.

The building was as chiq as it looked from outside, but at the end of the hall there was this room were in big letters read out 'KATSEYE'.

It was a comfortable room, the word 'WILD' spelling out on the wall behind the couch with stuffed animals laying everywhere. The girls all sat down, Manon and Sophia went to the two men behind the camera, probably someone from their team.

"Can she just sit with us?" Sophia asks him, she wanted you to joing the livestream, she felt bad to leave you there alone. "I guess we can." The guy says nonchalantly, not making eye contact and working on the lens of the camera.

Sophia and Manon came back, Sophia sat left on the couch, Manon, Daniela, Lara and Yoonchae next to her. You were sitting half on the ground infront of Sophia, Megan on the opposite of you playing with the grab machine.

The live stream started soon enough, the girls greeting their fans who were watching online, you just sat there awkwardly with a stuffed cheetah against your stomach.

Sophia picked up on the awkwardness that surrounded you. "Guy, say Hi to our best friend Y/N." She introduces you to the camera, her arm wrapping around your neck and her head on top of yours.

“Y/N is Here for important reasons.” Megan says, her eyes driftig away to the stuffed animals spiked on the walls. Daniela starts playing with the grabing machine, trying to grab one of the little balls with questions in them, but she wasn't the best in it.

Yoonchae tried after Daniela, she watched Daniela carefully before her own shot, which she landed in one go. A little bal rolled out of the hole in the front, right into Yoonchae's hands. "Which member has the weirdest habits?" she read out in her korean accent.

Sophia laughed out loud, her finger immidiatly pointing towards you, even though you weren't a member of their band. "Y/N can fall asleep everywere but her own bed." she pets you again, the other girls laughing as Lara trailed off into one of the many time that you falled asleep somewere weird.

The second ball rolled 3 tries later, this time Manon got it. She stared reading out loud, "Which group would you want to collaborate with in the future." Sophia Immediatly started yelling about Le sserafim, Yoonchae started on Illit and Megan called out black pink. You weren't that big on K-pop groups, though the ones sounded fun.

You were very quiet trough out half the intervieuw, the others kept trying to involve you but when they noticed you zooming out for the millionth time they decided to just leave you to it.

Sophias hand found your stomach, her attention turning to you immediatly when she noticed you slight groaning. She rubbed slowl little circles around the skin under your sweather, her hand gentle and warm against your cold stomach.

Lara had a tablet in her hands, the livestream playing on it while she checked the comments. “Someone said ‘these lesbians’.” She laughs it off, Daniela wasn’t playing though, her eyes snapping immediatly.

“Im not gay!” She looks around to find all of the girls snickering. “No im for real i litterly have a boyfriend.” She looked around again, but this time Sophia’s attention is on you.

“And you,” she slowly takes your hat off, your hair sticking to it slightly. “What about me.” You slur out. “Do you have a boyfriend?” You felt the weight of 6 girls staring at you, 5 hoping you dont have one.

“No,” you look over your shoulder to Manon and Megan, then to Sophia. “Im single.” The coments starts fluding in again.

EYECON4LIVE

‘SOPHIA CAN I BE YOUR WIFE FOR 5 SECONDSS.’

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‘Whos this new girl?’

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‘OMGGG IS SHE GONNA BE A 7th MEMBERR???’

The comments read, Lara trying not to giggle at each of them. But one particularly stood out. “Is Y/N gonna be a seventh member?” Lara said out loud, attracting the attention from the girls that were busy laughing.

“Who knows?” You smirk, you knew damn well that you couldn’t dance for a million dollars, or at least that was what you thought.

“Omg I have heard you sing to Taylor Swift in the shower before!” Lara joked, kicking you slightly as you looked up at her and groaned, not in pain this time.

Just when Megan was gonna react to you and Lara, Sophia grabbed one of the many stuffed animals, but this one with a zipper in the middle of its stomach.

She opened it curiously, not noticing the other five girls watching her. But to all of your surprise the were multiple baby animals stuffed inside of her tummy.

You all bust out laughing, Sophia handing out the animals like little trophy’s. Lara attacks Megan with her brown cheetah, her cheetah pecking Megans face agressively and violently.

Sophia saw them do this and immidiatly started repeating them, her black cheetah biting your face, less agressively. You couldnt help but smile, the way Sophia tried to make you smile trough your pain was cute, and it was definitly working.

The livestream soon came to an end, but not without a dramatic group hug ofcourse. Daniela, who sat in the middle, trew her arms around the two girls next to her, Manon coming in after.

Sophia hugged you, your face pressed to her chest and her hand in your hair, the world dissapearing for a second. "Hey, what about me?" Megan jokingly yelled, Sophia and you were to busy hugging eachother so the other girls took her in.

When the livestream ended their staff started wrapping things up and disconected the camera. You started picking up your hat while the other girls grabbed their coats that were hung up neatly in the corridor.

You and the other girls started walking outside towards your car, the blak SUV standing out in the empty parking lot. You got on immediatly, ignoring the seatbelt that sat loosly besides you, only you and the other five girls making themselfs comfortable in the car.

The world started dissapearing again, the only sound was the soft hum of the AC and the car tires screeching against the road. The other girls just talked, but their voices started slowly fading away too, only the soft skin of Sophias lips lingerd on your forhead before you fell asleep.