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eom seonghyeon part 3

synopsis: a few weeks after your hot new debut in global girl group “twice”, under hybe labels, you find cortis’ incredibly talented and handsome main vocalist eom seonghyeon lurking in one of the practice rooms after hours, leading to the most crazy interaction between you two that not even you yourself could imagine.

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content ideas: blackfem!idol reader, idol!seonghyeon, seonghyeon really likes reader,seonghyeon really obsessed with reader, lots of tension, reader lowkey downbad but she tries to be nonchalant

finally, the day had drawn to a close. your respective groups had said their final goodbyes, with phone numbers exchanged and new friendships formed.

yet again, just like at the start of the day, you and seonghyeon had been yet to share one word to one another. whether it was willful ignorance or just pure hatred towards you; you tried not to care anymore. whilst one potential friendship had been lost; you gained another, keonho. one that you’d never expected after today.

you and your group had made it out of the practice room, the hallway bustling with conversation and excitement after the jam packed and eventful day you guys had just experienced. you tried your hardest to out on a brave face, but unlike all the others, you just couldn’t bring it within yourself to be happy.

from conversations about newly formed connections to conversations involving just pure happiness about how today had went; which all did not matter to you as you still did not have any viable explanation as to why you and seonghyeon seemed to be ignoring eachother throughout the entire day. why seonghyeon had been blowing you off, why he couldn’t even dare to look at you in the eye ever since your two groups had met.

from the deepest depths of your heart you had hoped it wasnt hatred. you truly did; especially since he didnt know anything about you. he dosent even know the full story. but you knew everything about him.

as a few minutes passed by, it had seemed to be that you had been yet to recieve a text message from keonho: one thing that he promised to to immediately after the meet and greet. you didnt think too much of it, as you assumed that he was probably busy; but as more and more time passed, you started to become unsure.

you briefly rummaged through your jean pockets, scrambling for your phone, only to find out that it had not been there. obviously, as you would never be as dumb enough to drop your phone whilst walking and not notice it. so that obviously left one place. the practice room; which was the only logical place as to where you could have left it.

you stood up hastily only to be stopped by your group leader, luna for the second time today.

“where are you going, its almost time to leave”, she asked.

“i just realised i forgot something in the practice room”, you answered back quickly, and with that, leaving no time for her to respond, you darted forward rapidly, making your way towards the practice room.

by the time you had gotten there, you were thankful for the fact that it wasn’t locked. but you realised that the light hadn’t been turned off, which meant that there was a high chance that someone was still in there.

from afar, you could see your phone screen lighting up with messages every few seconds, presumably from keonho. once you had reached the door, you slowly pulled the handle down and let the door creak open, only to be met with a pair of cold, tired eyes softly peering at yours. despite how innocent his gaze seemed, it was still intense, the eye contact so intimate it felt like his eye sockets were burning deeply into yours.

it was seonghyeon. sitting down; his eyes that were once staring at the ceiling staring directly at you. just you. nothing else. nobody else. you.

you felt heart burn, and your chest stiffen. feelings of confusion, admiration and anger swarmed your brain, all in one. at first you wanted to ask him what he was doing so late after hours in a practice room. you also wanted to yell at him due to all of the pent up anger that had built up inside you throughout today. or maybe, just maybe, you wanted to kiss him. but your conscience would never let you. your mind would never dare allow you to stoop so low.

you knew he was handsome, everybody knew: but you never imagined that he would look so gorgeous and ethereal up close. his milky white skin that contrasted perfectly with the bright lights of the practice room, and the way his pink plump lips parted ever so slightly with every little breath that he took whilst you and him stared at eachother. his hair framed every single inch and section of his face amazingly, matching perfectly with his cold demeanour and introverted prowess. and his choice of clothing also complimented his personality well. his singature blue redbull tee that he always wore, accompanied by loose fitting black jeans that hung perfectly on his small waist, all tied together with a shoelace replaced by a belt around his jeans, and comfortable dancing shoes that looked ever so slightly too big for his feet. it was things like this that made you remember how you became so infatuated with him; he was perfect.

inhaling a deep, deep breath of cold air, you broke eye contact with him; walking forward to collect your phone from its original place that you had left it before you guys had left. and you made sure of two things: not to look at nor talk to seonghyeon for as long as you were in there. for your own good, and for his.

once you reached for your phone, you started to make made your way out. but just as you were about to slip out, you were stopped by a shy, silent voice.

“wait”, seonghyeon beckoned.