Fly With Me (P.Sh)

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I let out a sigh as I kept starring at the dark ceiling above me. I couldn't sleep, and I desperately needed it. I slowly sat up in bed and looked over at the one across from mine, where both boys had huddled up together. So much for claiming they didn't like sleeping with another person. I smiled softly at the sight, before hesitantly getting up and walking over to one side of the bed..

"Jake?" I whispered, immediately getting a hum in reply from him, "I'm sorry. Would you rather sleep."

"No it's fine," he assured me as he rubbed his eyes, "what's up Hana?"

"I need to talk," I admitted making him nod and immediately get up, and grab my wrist before pulling me along with him out to the living room, "you're sure you won't rather sleep?"

"Sunghoon filled too much anyways," he waved it off, making me let out a small laugh at his remark, "so what is it?"

"I just needed to tell someone," I pointed out and he nodded at me, "I don't need for you to go around and feel bad for me. I just need someone to understand what is happening, to be able to understand why my mood will swing up and down here in the beginning."

"What is it that you're saying?" he frowned at me.

"I'm just... really scared," I admitted to him, making him nod.

"Why?" he frowned at me.

"If Jihye and I don't make it through this show, we won't have a training contract anymore," I pointed out to him and he nodded at me, "so I'll lose my visa, and then I won't be able to work here, and they won't provide me with a dorm.  All those things. I don't know what I'm gonna do then."

"Go back to the circus," he stated to me and I shook my head at him.

"I can't," I shook my head and sighed, looking up at the ceiling, "I... got... I'm not welcome back. The day I decided to train I got neglected by them."

"You'll be homeless," he realized in disbelief and I nodded at him.

"And I know it's not anything I should worry you with, especially of knowing each other for such a short time, but I just needed for someone to know," I excused to him and he immediately nodded.

"No, no. I'm glad you told me," he assured me, and patted my head softly, "it's these kind of revelations that create bonds. So now that you told me this, we're one bit closer."

"You think so?" I questioned with a small smile, as I played with the strings on my hoodie. He happily nodded at me, "I won't want you to feel bad for me or anything. I just needed someone to be aware that it is something that is filling up a lot of my thoughts."

"Which is understandable," he nodded at me.

"Hey... are you on a date without me?" Sunghoon's tired voice commented from the hallway to the rooms. 

This made both Jake and I look over at him, as he stood rubbing his eye with his hair sticking out in a funny way.

"No," I shook my head at him, desperately trying to surpress a laugh.

"Hana just had to speak with someone," Jake excused and Sunghoon just nodded, with a tired face barely even opening his eyes.

"Can't you come back to bed? I feel lonely," he excused to us and Jake looked over to me before I just nodded at him.

We both got up and walked up to Sunghoon, who immediately latched himself onto my arm as we walked back to our room. It must've been a weird sight, since he was about a head taller than me.

"Wrong person Jack Frost," I commented making him hum at me.

"No, I intended on this," he muttered in reply, continuing to cling onto my arm, as he kicked the door to our room closed behind us, "need an extra duvet again?"

"No," I shook my head at him, making him let out a small whine before letting go of my arm and waddling back to his bed, making me laugh at the sight.

"Penguin," I muttered to myself as I threw my duvet to the side and crawled down under it, "night boys!"

"Night!" Jake happily yelled back, as we just got a mutter from Sunghoon.