"BLACKPINK, meet Joon!" I said.
They noticed the child who was next to me and slowly their stern faces from practice turned into smiles.
Joon's head snapped up after that. A display of shock erupted. Does he know who BLACKPINK is? "Hello!" Jisoo said to him. "Hello..." Joon muttered.
Joon P.O.V
Is this really happening? WAKE UP JOON! WAKE UP! This can't be happening, it's got to be a dream. When I wake up, I'll see I'm still on the flight to Korea... I tried for a few seconds, still trying to wake up, when I realized that I wasn't in a dream. This was reality. When a voice said hello to me, I was caught off guard.
Even though I knew it all too well, I kept on thinking it was a dream. "Umm I'll give you some time to get to know eachother..." Jisung awkwardly stated. I didn't want to be a pain for him, now I have to be a pain for blackpink. When Jisung closed the door, there was more awkward silence. Until finally I decided to speak. "Hi, I'm Joon." They smiled at that, and introduced themselves.
"I'm Jennie."
"Hi I'm Jisoo."
"Call me Lisa."
"I'm Rosé!"
Jisung entered the room again.
"Can you guys, stay with him until he gets back on to his feet? The CEO approved."Jisung smiled.
They all nodded, faces clear with worry.
"So, the weather's nice eh?" Jisung said while looking at their faces. I looked at him like he was a clown.
"Uhhh I guess?"
Jisung left once more
Wow, he leaves so many times, only to come back again...
"So tell us more about yourself Joon!" Jennie said smiling
I laughed uneasily.
"I'm ten, I'm ugly, and I'm talentless." I spoke my opinion.
I stared at the floor once more, by this time the floor was my friend.
Rose was the first to understand what I just said.
"No you're not! I bet you'll be an even better singer than I am!"
"I wish."
"Don't wish for reality."
"It's not reality."
"Try to sing."
"I'll just embarrass myself."
By then the other members were starting to look serious.
Lisa handed me a mic.
"Try it kid, and you may soar high. If you won't try, how will you soar?" She smiled.
Hesitantly I took the mic.
(A/N in this ff, Joon is Namjoon!)
"What if-"
"You won't."
I decided to sing a song I'd been working on.
I even became quite unsure of who I was
(Fake love.)
I was scared for the fate that awaited me.
Would they like it?
Or would they hate.
Most likely hate.
And at that moment Jisung barged in.
Wrong moment Jisung, wrong moment.
Word count: 510
AKA supa short
