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It wasn’t long until preparations for the SM Station special went underway. Joohyun had days to prepare herself for this. Even after the days of promotion for her unit with Seulgi, and the days she has to spend for filming her movie, her mind still runs the fight she’s had with Seungwan like a movie reel on repeat.
This wasn’t in the plan. Heck there wasn’t even a plan in the first place. Sure they’ve had fights before, but none of those were as big as this.
It’s been weeks since she’s last seen the younger, so when she sees Seungwan walk into the recording studio she finds herself fiddling with the music sheet even more just to drag her attention away from the now brunette. Especially when it was the younger’s turn to record, Joohyun eyes cannot seem to leave the woman on the other side of the glass whose voice echoes throughout the booth.
“You guys should talk,” she hears Seulgi whisper beside her.
“I’m not even sure she’d want to,” Joohyun whispers back, eyes cast down. “She’s got every right to be mad at me.”
Seulgi sighs beside her. “It’s Seungwan we’re talking about, unnie. She could be mad but I’m pretty sure she’d be more willing to fix everything between you.”
“Alright, let’s take a break. We’ll start with the harmonies after,” the producer suddenly announces and Joohyun sees Seungwan leave the booth.
“I gotta go to the toilet,” Yerim says as she stands up, Joy following suit.
“Wait for me,” the tallest says. The two leaving after being told they’d start again in ten.
A figure stands in front of her and she looks up to see Seungwan looking at her.
“Can we talk?” Seungwan asks. Immediately walking to leave the room, not even waiting for Joohyun’s reply.
Thinking it’s now or never, she follows Seungwan, the woman walking a few steps ahead of her. They stop by the staircase, on the landing between the floor they were at and the one bellow. There were only a few people in the building, giving them privacy since even lesser people use the stairwell preferring the convenience of the elevator. Joohyun just hopes no one will eavesdrop on them.
Seungwan paces around the landing, her footsteps echoing throughout. Joohyun tries to find the words to start the conversation. Why the fuck is it so hard to say ‘I’m sorry’ she asks herself. She sees Seungwan halt her steps and faces her.
“I’m tired,” the younger says, breaking the silence. “Can we put this argument between us and just… I don’t know. Move past this?”
“Seungwan-ah,” she tries to call out the younger.
“Look, we’re a group. It’d be weird if we start acting like this. Not talking even though we’re in the same room? They’d start talking and asking what’s wrong.”
“It’s normal for members to fight.”
“Not everyone fights because of the reason why we’re fighting right now.” Seungwan tells her. Frustration evident in her tone. “I’m not going to say I’m sorry for yelling at you-”
“You had every right to. I decided to do things my way. Hurting us both in the process-”
Seungwan shakes her head and stops her. “What’s done is done. What I’m going to say though is that I’m sorry for falling in love with you and I’m sorry for telling you. And I think with everything that’s happened, I’ll try to bury what I feel for us to function well together as a group.”
Her words freeze Joohyun on her spot. How do you even respond to that?
“Feelings are so messy,” she hears the younger say with a chuckle. Hearing no response from the older woman, Seungwan starts to walk up the stairs. “Ten minutes is almost up. We better start heading back.”
They come across Yeri and Joy as the two exits the bathroom. Both of the youngest raising a brow at them. Wendy just sends them a small smile and starts joking around with the two.
-
Joohyun tries to act like everything’s back to normal. The same way Wendy has been doing whenever the group’s gathered together. The only difference is, Wendy’s doing a lot better than her. And Joohyun can’t even tell if the girl’s faking it or not.
The younger woman’s smiling more and is even cracking jokes here and there. Reverting back to being the ball of sunshine everyone knew her to be. Wendy even initiates conversations with her about the most mundane of things.
See this is what Joohyun wanted. But how come there’s this harsh tug at her heart every time Wendy flashes a smile at her?
If Seungwan can go back to being the way she was with her before, then she can too, right? So she finds herself trying to be the same old Joohyun too.
She doesn’t stop herself from latching onto the younger when they filmed for that campaign ad. Nor did she stop herself from staring too much when they filmed the music video for their remake. Even earning stares from the other members.
No one talks about it because this is what they used to do.
What they used to be.
And because Joohyun misses being like this with the younger woman.
But she notices something that wasn’t there before.
What used to make her feel warm before seemed to turn into something so distant now.
Wendy seems far from her now.
-
The dorm, now devoid of the members, makes Joohyun feel loneliness seep through her. She’s sitting on the sofa, script in hand trying to memorize the lines but she finds it impossible to drill the damn lines into her brain.
So she does what she always does when this happens. Without even realizing it, she’s already dialed Seungwan’s number. Hearing Wendy’s ringback tone snaps her back to her senses though and she immediately drops the call. Throwing the phone onto the coffee table as if the thing’s giving her a scalding burn.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Joohyun?” she asks herself out loud.
With a sigh she lies down on the sofa. Putting her attention back on the black letters on the piece of paper.
In the midst of mindlessly staring at the damn piece of paper, her phone rings which causes her to yelp in shock. She stares at the phone, the caller name bringing a surprise to her. Without a second thought she answers the call.
“Hey. Why’d you call?”
“Oh uh, I must’ve pressed it by accident,” Joohyun lies, biting her lips out of nervousness.
“Oh. Okay,” Wendy says. “I’ll hang up now.”
Joohyun wasn’t even able to let out a reply when the end tone reaches her ears. She stares at her phone screen wondering what the hell just happened.
She wants to scream. Wants to lash out because things weren’t supposed to be like this. Feelings weren’t meant to come in-between.
All she wanted was to debut and survive this industry and do what she loves. It’s also her duty as the group’s leader to keep everything in line. To make sure everything’s alright. To have the five of them functioning well together.
But how come she’s been doing the opposite of that lately?
-
“Irene-shi, I would like you to meet someone,” a staff member walks up to her. Joohyun simply looks at her stylist who’s in the midst of retouching her make-up for the second take. The older woman just giving her a shrug.
The moment the man steps into the vicinity; she immediately puts her professional mode on. Putting herself on high alert on the things she should say and not say.
She feels a shiver run down her spine when the staff introduces the man. Nevertheless, she puts on a small smile while internally praying that she’d be called back on-set immediately.
In the middle of the staff and the man talking things to her about trivial matters that Joohyun couldn’t care less for, another staff members calls for her saying they’re going to retake the scene again.
Joohyun simply breathes a sigh of relief once she gets in front of the camera again.
-
Yerim: Looks like an admirer of yours caused an uproar in the fandom
Yerim: [Yerim sent a photo]
Seulgi: When did this happen?
Yerim: beats me. Ask unnie
Joohyun sighs as she reads their group chat, sees the READ BY ALL flash at the bottom of the screen. Who knew that man would actually post on the internet what he had actually done. Well, too late for him to take everything back.
As she puts down her phone on the bedside table, the screen flashes a message from Seungwan. Without a hint of hesitation, she opens the chat.
From Seungwan:
Are you okay?
There it goes again. That small tug in her chest everytime the younger shows concern for her. But Joohyun remembers, she remembers how she’s disclosed every single thing about her to Seungwan. So she knows the younger is aware of how she dislikes what happened.
Of course the younger knows.
The same way Joohyun knows Seungwan’s every single fear down to the smallest things the younger loves.
From Seungwan:
Never mind. You don’t actually need to answer that
From Seungwan:
Good luck on your filming
Widening her eyes at Seungwan’s latest reply, she hastily types in her response.
To Seungwan:
I’m okay. He meant no harm
From Seungwan:
No it’s not
From Seungwan:
You’re not some kind of trophy to be handed to him just because he won a damn game
From Seungwan:
You’re your own. Not his.
Joohyun wants to scream. Not at Seungwan. But at everyone else. At the industry. At the useless people behind their screens who criticizes every single move they make. Everything was supposed to be simple. So why do emotions have to get in the way of things?
To Seungwan:
Thank you, Seungwan ah
From Seungwan:
Good night, unnie.
She feels a lone tear escape her eye.
-
On another side of Seoul, Wendy busied herself by scrolling through social media after texting Joohyun. With her return on Milky Way, she’s already foreseen the upcoming schedules that are starting to appear on her calendar. So she braces herself for the comments, the harsh ones and the good ones, that’ll start to appear soon. Something that she’s used to at the same time is not used to.
A notification pops up on her screen indicating a message from their youngest member.
From Yerim:
[Yerim sent an attachment]
From Yerim:
I want your two cents on this
She frowns at the audio file before tapping on it.
The younger’s voice immediately fills the space of her bedroom. A soothing string of melody bouncing off the walls. Seungwan smiles at the song, ears picking up on the lyrics.
To Yerim:
Did you write this?
From Yerim:
Yeah…
From Yerim:
What do you think?
To Yerim:
It sounds amazing. You should release this
From Yerim:
I might sing it on the show…
From Yerim:
Higher ups said they might release it if the feedbacks nice
To Yerim:
Pretty sure the fans will love it.
From Yerim:
Here’s to hoping, unnie.
Hoping.
Is that really the only option now?
-
“So here’s the tracklist for your solo album once the group’s comeback is over, if ever they push through with that this year,” her manager says, handing her the iPad she was holding for the singer to look at.
Wendy gingerly takes the gadget and scans the titles. Her eyes stopping on a certain track. She looks at her manager and sends her a questioning look.
“What’s this song doing here?” she asks, finger pointing towards the last track of the album.
“Oh, that. Yerim sent the song to the producers and they thought it was good,” the older woman says nonchalantly. “They want you to sing it as a side track.”
“Yerim what?” dumbfounded, she stares at her manager in shock.
“Well it is a good song,” her manager says. “You and Yerim did a great job at it.”
“It wasn’t supposed to- ugh!” Wendy huffs in frustration while grabbing her phone and dials in the younger. A few rings later and the latter picks up.
“Hey, unnie-”
“Why’d you sent them the song?!” she yells into the phone.
“Oh. I guess manager unnie told you about it.”
“Yes she did. Now answer me,” Wendy demands from the younger.
“Because I knew you wouldn’t. So I did it,” Yerim says.
“You can’t just do that, Yerim.”
“And what? You’re just gonna let that song rot?”
Wendy takes a deep breath as she mulls over the younger’s words. What was she gonna do with the song anyways?
Noticing the silence coming from her end of the line, Yeri speaks up.
“At least someone will get to hear it, unnie.”
And she remembers the times when Yeri was disappointed when her songs weren’t cut for the producer’s approval. The amount of times the young one’s songs were rejected. So Wendy takes a deep breath and counts from one to ten.
“Okay,” she tells the person on the other end of the line.
“Alright. I gotta go unnie, we’re still recording for our show.”
“Yeah. Take care, Yerim.”
“You too unnie,” the younger says before ending the call.
Wendy takes a deep sigh as she looks at her manager.
“Please remind me again why I’m doing this,” she tells her.
“Company’s orders, Wen. You can’t stay idle and away for too long,” the woman starts. “Even though you’ve got an excuse not to.”
“How in the world is this gonna be good idea?”
“Want my honest opinion?” the woman asks her, tone serious. Wendy only nods and waits for the woman to continue. She continues with a sigh, “YG’s giving Rosé a solo sometime soon so this is probably the higher up’s way of pitting you against each other.”
Wendy stares at the woman dumfounded.
“Rosé’s getting a solo?”
Her manager raises a brow at her. “I literally just told you how the company’s using you but that’s the only part you heard?”
Wendy dismissively waves her opinion away. “The company’s always using the artists, it’s nothing new.”
“Anyway, they think it’s best if you’d at least start with the preparation sooner,” the woman says before tapping on the iPad that Wendy was holding. Opening the email app and pointing at it, “There’s also this.”
Wendy’s eyes widen as she scans the words on the screen.
“Wait. Is this real?”
“As real as it could ever be, Seungwan,” the manager flashes her a sincere smile.
“Oh my god.”
Maybe things will start to get better, Wendy thinks.
-
It was just another day where Wendy finds herself in the comfort of her mom’s homemade cookies and hot chocolate when the older woman sits down and decided to have a ‘talk’ with her. She should’ve known better, really, her mom always knew what’s going on with her even if she doesn’t talk about it.
“You know, if something’s bothering you, you can always tell me. What’s the point of flying over here if I can take care of you physically but not emotionally?” her mother tells her. Just as she was about to retort, the woman beat her to it. “And don’t tell me you’re fine because you’ve been baking a lot lately. You even asked me to attend that class with you.”
“I wanted to spend time with you, is that wrong?” Wendy reasons out, putting on her best pout-face. She knows it’s a lame excuse from the way her mother looks at her.
“It’s probably a girl problem,” Seunghee, coming out of one of the bedrooms walks up towards them. Hand picking up a blueberry cookie on the table before happily munching and plopping herself on the couch. Seungwan just glares at her older sister.
“It’s not-”
“Problems within the group then?” her mother asks, opting to stop the two from bickering.
“You know you can tell us, right?” Seunghee says.
Seungwan just sighs. There’s no escaping this, she guesses.
“I kinda confessed to Joohyun unnie…” she tells the two, eyes now on the half-eaten cookie in her hand.
“Wait, what? Joohyun? As in Irene? Your leader? Your ‘greatest woman of this generation, Bae Joohyun’? Your-” her sister wasn’t really able to finish whatever she had to say as her face met with the throw pillow Seungwan sent flying her way.
“Mom!” Seungwan calls out to her mother to which the older woman sends a glare towards the eldest Son.
“Back to the topic at hand. Seungwan, you confessed?” her mother asks in a much gentler tone. Seeing her youngest daughter nod, she continues. “And let me guess, it didn’t go well?”
Seungwan hesitates for a moment. Nevertheless, both her mother and sister patiently waits for her to continue.
“Not really… I guess?” Seungwan says after a few minutes and sees her older sister raise a brow at her. So she relays everything from the beginning down to the last interactions she’s had with Joohyun.
The moment she ended she sees her sister hastily grab her phone and furiously starts typing on it.
“What’re you doing?” Seungwan asks.
“Knocking some sense into that woman,” Seunghee says, fingers continuously tapping on her phone.
“What? No!” the youngest quickly makes a move to grab her sister’s phone but to no avail as Seunghee quickly dodged away from the grip.
“Seunghee, no. I know you’re mad at Joohyun but Seungwan’s at fault too,” their mother chastises the eldest. Hearing her mother’s words, Seunghee puts her phone down in resignation.
“Okay, true,” her older sister agrees.
“Look, both your course of actions was inevitable. Joohyun is still your leader so I’m sure her thought goes on how to make things less complicated for everyone. You know she has this big burden she shoulders simply just for being the eldest in your group. You didn’t even give her a chance to reply when you last talked. What you and she did wrong was not talking things through together. Properly,” her mother tells her. “So I suggest you both talk it out.”
Seungwan simply nods at her mother’s words. Seeing that her suggestion made its way into her daughter, she gets up from her seat and announces with a small smile, “Now, who wants some gamjajeon?”
-
“You’re a complete idiot,” her bestfriend says, unfazed by Joohyun’s revelation of Seungwan’s confession, and continues to decorate the freshly baked muffins she’s about to put on display.
Having finally a free day without any schedules she has to run off to, Joohyun immediately seizes the opportunity to get on a train to Daegu and visit her friend.
“Gee thanks, that makes me feel so much better,” the idol scoffs from her seat.
Her friend puts down the piping bag and looks at her with a straight face. “2 years ago you were sitting on that very same seat saying ‘I think I’m in love with Wendy’ and then completely raided my fridge soon after and kept complaining how my cakes don’t taste as good as the one she makes.”
Joohyun just gapes at the baker. “I did not say that!”
“No, you definitely did. You kept gushing about her squishy cheeks and how she takes care of you and shit then spaced out for a full minute and just said that,” says the other, now occupied with finishing what she was previously doing. “I don’t get why you’re doing what you’re doing when you know this is what you’ve wanted, Joohyun. You’re just making things complicated.”
“But we’re not supposed to…” says the idol, finger scraping on the hardwood table in front of her.
“Really? That’s your excuse? Who said you’re not supposed to?” her friend asks. “Last time I checked the public nor your company never had a say on who you’re supposed to be with. Besides, I’m pretty sure Red Velvet has been the one paying the company’s debts now anyway.”
“But-”
“Joohyun, if I were you I’d go for it if it’s what makes you happy. We’re talking about Seungwan here. The Seungwan who, as you said, knows you better than you do. The same nice and pure hearted Seungwan who everyone wants to be with,” her bestfriend stares at her with this comforting expression. “Take your chance before it’s too late.”
She sits there in complete thought over those words.
The smell of freshly baked pastries reminding her of days with Seungwan at the dorm baking delights they all love and her mind is filled again with Seungwan.
Seungwan, Seungwan, Seungwan.
-
Somehow it surprises Wendy that she’s been currently doing one recording after another causing her to spend more of her days in the company. Even the request Taemin asked for surprised her.
She’s also gotten the greenlight from her doctor on going back to doing dance routines so she also takes full advantage of that.
So here she is again, spending most of her nights inside the four corners of the empty practice room.
She was halfway through rehearsing a song she intended to sing for a wedding when the door opens and in comes Joohyun, hesitation painted on her face. Seungwan immediately hits the pause button on her macbook and turns to the woman.
“Unnie? What’re you doing here?” she asks, curious on the other woman’s presence at the same time knows what this would be about.
“Can we talk?” the older woman asks and Wendy immediately senses the vulnerability in her voice.
“Don’t you have a photoshoot to attend to?” it wasn’t her intention to sound rude, it was simply her way of keeping the wall she has put up in tact in front of the older woman.
“It’s rescheduled to tomorrow. Please, Seungwan?” the grip on her sleeve tightens and Wendy sees a little crack on her wall as she nods in answer.
-
Joohyun takes her to the company rooftop. Once they arrived, the trainees who were taking a break immediately scrambles onto their feet and bows in greeting before rushing back inside the company building. Wendy chuckles at their actions.
“Reminds me of the time you always ran away whenever I entered the training room back then,” Joohyun says, eyes looking at the closed door the trainees disappeared off to.
Wendy simply shrugs at her, “well you were intimidating back then plus I had the biggest crush on you.” It surprises Joohyun how easily the younger could let those words slip now.
Silence surrounds the two of them as they look up at the pastel pink sky. The sound of cars from down below serving as background noise for them.
“I’m sorry,” Joohyun starts off, eyes still at the endless sky above them. “I shouldn’t have done what I did. It only hurt the both of us in the process.”
Seungwan simply takes a deep breath and looks at the other. “Same here. I shouldn’t have lashed out on you like that back at the dorm. You were thinking about the group and how this could affect us entirely. You were simply doing your part as the leader.” Sensing no reply from the other, she continues. “I’ve talked about it with my mom, you know. She said we should’ve talked things through properly.”
“She’s right. We never really talked about it after that day. We just decided on things without even hearing each other out.”
Seungwan simply nods. “Look, unnie, fighting with you really sucks. Even more when we’re trying to avoid each other. I just want things to be normal and I meant what I said though. I’d put all these emotions aside if this is what fixes our group.”
“What?” hearing those words come again from the younger immediately grabs Joohyun’s attention.
“Why do you sound so surprised?” Wendy says with a chuckle. “I’ve started this mess, so I should fix it, shouldn’t I? And besides, it’s not like you like me back either.”
“What makes you say that?” Joohyun asks her. Because no, this isn’t how this was supposed to go. She was supposed to tell Seungwan how she felt. She was supposed to fix this too. She was supposed to get Seungwan back.
Seungwan just raises a brow at her in question. “What? Are you saying you like me too?”
“I- no. But-”
“Then there’s that. I cherish the friendship we have and I can’t complicate that anymore,” Seungwan says, arms spread out implying for a hug from the other. “So, friends again?”
“Seungwan I-”
“Please don’t tell me you’re rejecting my friendship too?” the younger says with her best puppy eyed look.
“I’m not. It’s just… Oh god this isn’t the direction I wanted this to go. You’re doing that thing again where you’re deciding stuff on your own.”
Arms falling to her side, Seungwan frowns at the other girl. “Uh you didn’t come here to talk about us being friends again? Or fix whatever happened between us?”
“NO!” Joohyun exclaims, realizing what she just said she immediately sees the hurt painted on Seungwan’s face and continues. “I mean- oh fuck it. I like you back, okay?! You! Wendy Son Seungwan! I like you too and I was stupid and I’m a complete idiot because oh my god I don’t want a plain dumb friendship with you when I now know we can be something more than that.”
“I’m sorry what?”
Groaning in frustration, Joohyun stomps her feet like a little child at Seungwan’s display of confusion. “I like you!”
“Then why… why did you do-”
“Because I wasn’t thinking? Because I want you but I’m scared of messing things up. What if- what if we break up? How’s that gonna affect the group then? And if we fight, things are gonna get messy because the girls would have to tiptoe around us like what you’ve seen and-”
Joohyun’s next words were caught in her throat as she felt Seungwan’s lips on hers. As she fully realizes what’s actually going on, her hand reaches out to hold onto the younger’s arm to anchor herself. Because oh my god Seungwan is kissing me, is what runs through her mind and wants nothing but to savor this moment. Keep it tucked away in the safe within her heart labeled Son Seungwan.
Suddenly being struck by realization, Seungwan immediately pulls back and takes a few steps away from the other woman, eyes wide in pure horror over her actions.
“Oh crap. Shit, I’m sorry. I can’t believe I did that,” Seungwan nervously mumbles, hand over her mouth in shock.
Standing still from the surprise the kiss brought, Joohyun just stares at the younger.
“Seungwan-”
“Oh my god unnie, I’m really sorry. I-”
“Seungwan it’s fine. Didn’t you hear a word I said?”
“I know. I know. I heard it loud and clear but… this wasn’t what I had in mind,” Seungwan says, her feet dragging her to a nearby bench and finding purchase on its flat surface immediately.
Frowning, Joohyun just asks, “what did you have in mind then?”
“Things going back to normal? Or something around that?”
Joohyun lets out a scoff. “I don’t think there’s a possibility for that, really.”
“I know but there’s nothing wrong with trying.”
Growing tired of standing, Joohyun sits next to the younger girl who’s now staring off into the distance.
“Well now what,” the older asks.
“What if… what if we wait?” Seungwan speaks, after a few minutes of musing.
“Wait for what? Another two long years of ignoring what we feel?”
“No. not that. But maybe, just see where our feelings take us without actually being together?”
“You’re confusing me here, Seungwan.”
“I’m confusing myself too. I just think with all that’s happened, it’s not a good idea on us jumping into a relationship all of a sudden.”
Joohyun hums as she lets the brunette’s words sink in. “So you’re saying we’ll see how this plays out?”
“Yeah. I mean there’s no harm to it, right? We both know how we feel about each other but at the same time we need to heal from the pain we’ve caused each other,” she says. Head turned to Joohyun’s direction. “And… and if we still feel the same way, then maybe we can give this – us – an actual chance.”
“Okay. But promise me one thing,” Joohyun says, turning to look at Seungwan. Seungwan who’s painted beautifully by the rays of the dipping sun. Seungwan who she knows holds her heart.
“And that is?”
“No more running.”
Joohyun sees the small gentle smile on Seungwan’s lips and she feels like everything’s gonna be okay again.
“Deal.”
And yes, things are gonna be okay again.
-
No, things are not okay.
That’s the first thought that comes into Joohyun’s mind as she finishes her meeting with the PR team. After being told that she can go, she doesn’t wait for her manager as she walks out that stuffy conference room.
Her fists are shaking as she takes long strides towards one of the vocal rooms and tears blur her vision but no, she’s not gonna let them fall.
No one can see her like this.
The moment she reaches the said room, she doesn’t hesitate to turn the lock. Her feet don’t even take her towards one of the chairs as she falls helplessly on the floor.
She looks up as she tries to stop the tears from falling and takes deep breaths to calm herself down.
Her vibrating phone catches her attention. Pulling it out from her pocket she immediately answers after checking the caller.
“Where are you?” asks the person on the other end of the line.
“V-vocal room,” Joohyun shakily answers, her free hand wiping away at her eyes.
She doesn’t hear anything else from the other side of the call other than the sound of hurried steps. It doesn’t take a full five minutes until she hears a knock on the door.
Peeking through the glass, she finds Seungwan on the other side. Joohyun ends the call and immediately opens the door for the other girl.
She immediately finds herself in the arms of the younger, her head tucked on the crook of the girl’s neck. And there, in warmth of Seungwan’s embrace she lets her tears fall.
“It’s gonna be okay,” Seungwan whispers, arms tightening around the leader. Her heart also aching as she listens to the older girl’s cry.
The raven haired girl isn’t sure of how long they stayed there on the floor. But as she feels herself growing tired of crying and running out of tears, she loosens her hold on the younger.
“Feeling a bit better?” Seungwan gently asks her.
She nods in reply as she wipes away the few remaining traces of tears on her cheeks. “A bit, yeah.”
Hearing Joohyun’s reply, Seungwan then knocks on the door and in comes the 3 other girls she cherishes.
“Hey,” Seulgi says, flopping ungraciously beside Joohyun. To which the older lets out a small giggle at.
“Hey you back,” Joohyun replies.
“Oh god you look ugly when you cry,” of course it was Sooyoung who said that and Joohyun immediately grabs the nearest object within reach - which was a small half-empty water bottle – and chucks it at the tallest.
To which of course Seungwan simply laughs at.
“Wanna cancel practice and eat ice cream?” Yeri asks.
“I don’t know…” she replies, teeth gnawing at her bottom lip.
The youngest of the five simply rolls her eyes and continues, “My treat.”
“Okay,” Joohyun immediately says with a laugh.
And maybe.
No, not maybe.
She’s sure.
With them altogether.
Things will be okay.
-
“You were staring and smiling.”
“Was not,” Joohyun rebuts.
Seungwan raises a brow at her, “wait ‘till the fans cut that clip from the performance and puts it on loop.”
“Whatever, Son Seungwan,” she says, pushing away the younger which only made the woman laugh out loud.
“We’re starting again in five!” yells someone from the somewhere in the studio, probably one of the AD, they guess but they don’t really care.
“Yep, you were definitely staring.”