Purple Boy ♢ 퍼플 보이 ║ Idol AU

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Your muscles are burning and sweat glistens visible at your forehead. You put the weights down and grab an extra towel to clean them up before you put them back on the holder. The loose white shirt sticks to your body as if it wants to become one with it.

You let your exhaust body down on a long bench near the wall for a moment where your backpack and the ones of the others rested and let your tense muscles relax after the hard but good workout. The gym was in a middle-sized room with dark grey floor surface and lighter grey, nearly white walls. There is a huge amount of all different kinds of workout equipment and at the walls at the right and left, if you look into the room from the door, are long benches to take a quick break or to rest your belongings on. 

Minsun comes into your vision, his hair is damp and a lonely drop of water runs down his neck. At the rim of his shirt it gets soaked in the fabric. "You have thirty-five minutes left till the meeting. It's gonna be in the meeting room, not Sangchuls office like planned since he wants the camera team and stylists there too." He tells you and grabs his backpack from the bench beside you and picks up the ones that belong to Taho and Jae too, seems that they forgot them there. "Also make sure you dry your hair after you showered." 

You stand up and feel your legs slightly shaking under you then you grab your backpack too and go outside side by side with the taller male. In the hallway you part ways and go to the restrooms which had showers in them.

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You arrive at the restrooms and open the door, switching the lights on you notice that the others most likely are done showering. The showers are in a separate room behind the one with the toilets and two small, blue lockers.

The clothes you wore when you came here lay at the wooden bench at the opposite site of the shower stalls at the white tiled wall. You take the shampoo bottle from the bench and place it near one of the shower walls and walk back to the bench to take your in sweat drenched clothes off. They get thrown at the bench but fall down once they touched the wood. You don't care if they get wet from the water on the floor, they had to get washed later anyways, and take the few steps over to the shower, careful not to slip and hurt yourself. Once you turn the water on, the cool liquid runs over your skin in thick lines. You grab the shampoo and start to wash your body, then your hair.

You stop the running water and grab the towel from the towel rack outside and dry yourself, then wrapping it around your hips. Going over to your clothes you pick the fallen down ones up and put them into the back. Big drops of water still fall down from your hair and land on the floor and the tip of your nose, some also running down your neck and parts of your back. You put your boxers back on and take the bath sheet to dry your hair and the last wet parts around your neck and back.

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With your clothes except your socks and shoes on, you scan over the room to make sure that you didn't forgot something, which you didn't; you step outside the shower area and the restroom. At the dry floor you put your socks and shoes on and make your way to the lobby so you can leave the slightly heavy backpack there in a locker. You walk down the set of stairs and into the huge room, which is surprisingly silent, to the wall with the lockers. As you search for an empty one you could take, you notice a thin boy with black hair, who seems not older than seventeen looking around the room nervously and starts to walk to the stairs. He wasn't a trainee or employee and he doesn't seem to know where to go or what to do. Taking the next empty locker, you throw you back inside and lock the door of it. With fast steps you reach the smaller suspicious looking boy, "Good afternoon, may I ask what you're doing in the private part? Also who are you and what you're doing here. If you want to make an appointment to speak with someone you have to wait at the desk over there." you explain as you step in his way. Voice, again, a little deeper than usual. It is something you notice you do when you become serious and the boys, to the surprise of no one, like to mimic you in these moments even if they are glad that you can handle different situations.

"My name is Luis and I'm not here to make an appointment. Actually I'm a trainee here to become an idol one day." he answers you proudly but still nervous fiddling with his fingers. You nod, "Can I see your ID card then, please?" ,as soon as those words left your lips his relieved smile of moments before is gone and replaced with a thin line. "I don't have one yet." he admits as he begins to anxiously chew on his bottom lip, looking at the ground and his hands. "So you can't prove that you are a trainee here?" He nods not knowing what to do or what is going to happen. "I gave you all those information but who are you in the first place that you have to know that?" he asks looking you in the eyes. It surprises you that he doesn't know you or maybe he just doesn't recognize you right now. He could pretend that after all and if he does he does it really well, so it is obvious that he doesn't serve you lies. Behind you from the stairs, which lead to the floors above, ring nearing footsteps. "I was asked where you are Songi." Taho stops behind you and rests his chin on you shoulder, "You know it's really comfy that you're the second smallest in the group." he chuckles quietly next to your ear. "Who's that boy?" "Found him here looking sus." You turn to face the spoken of boy in front of you again. "I see." Taho nods as good as he can with his chin still on your shoulder.

"Wait, ahem", the boy looks at the two of you with big round eyes, "so you are Hung Songhyon?" "He indeed is." Taho responses and the two of you watch the expression of the boy chance. With a deep blush he bows politely and apologized for his tone. "No need to apologize kiddo, you were fully right, who am I to you that I have the right to know all that. But still, I don't really believe that you are a trainee here." you reassure him with a small smile and Taho adds from behind you. "Don't lie. He's part-time security and full-time idol." the leader laughs and Luis does the same.

"Taho, Songi what are you doing here? The meeting starts in five minutes." a female voice behind both of you says. The women with short curly blond hair, to which the voice belongs, walks past you and to Luis asking him the same questions you asked him before. "So who are you and how can I help you? I'll need your age too." Luis looks at her, then at the tag on her shirt and answers. "I'm Luis, 16 years old and a new trainee here." She smiles at him and goes over to a computer at the desk. "Ah yes, I hope you didn't had to wait too long or got into trouble," she looks at you and you look at her with a sly smile. "I see." She looks back at the screen. "So here is your ID card. Now you don't have to deal with this overprotective human being of an idol over there anymore." With that she hands him the card.

"That sounds like it is a bad thing." you pout at the comment she send your way. "And it sometimes is." she says grinning then turning to look at Luis. "See how fast this man turns into a baby?" "Oh yeah?" you ask as a smirk appears on your lips. You are about to walk over to her but Taho is faster and grabs the back of your shirt stopping you. "Stop messing with employees for fun." he exhorts with the expression of a father. "And", he starts walking up the stairs still having a firm grip on your shirt, "we are about to miss a meeting."

"What you are seeing right now is a group leader in his natural habitat." The women, Lyra, jokes with Luis, who seems to like the atmosphere in the company. He looks a lot more relaxed and somewhat at home, standing there with one of the stuff members at the desk of the lobby joking around and watching Taho and you disappearing at the floor above. "Come on, I show you the trainee dorms." You hear her say as the two follow you up the stairs on their way to the higher floors. "Do the two live there to?" Luis asks curious. "No, these two and the rest of their group live at an apartment complex not far from here."

You turn right into a hallway with four doors, each leading into a meeting room. As you two come to a halt in front of one of those doors Taho finally let's go of your shirt and checks his phone. "Ah shit, it's already 5.30 pm we are ten minutes late. Hopefully they haven't started yet." he sights and puts his phone back into the pocket of his jeans.