❝Well, love comes after. Adrenaline kicks on your body, fight-or-flight response is triggered. Whether you fight or fly, you do move. So, the rush is where it all starts. It's what makes you budge, what makes you change. Love comes after. The realiz...
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"You're-"
"Late! My bad." I smile apologetically to the members spread around the practice room, stretching up. "I had a-"
"Situation!" They sing out in choir before starting their routine discussion about my sex life.
I shrug it off, chuckling at their nonstop jokes as I toss my bag at a corner and start stretching up in front of the mirror, noticing Namjoon coming my way from the back of the room, adjusting his oversized white shirt over his shorts.
"Yo, JK."
"Sup, hyung." I smile at him through the mirror, stepping aside to make space for him to stretch up with me. "So, what did you do about your sex jam?"
My question makes him chuckle, before looking back and discreetly pointing at Yoongi, who's sitting on the couch at the corner of the room, on his phone.
"I showed Yoongi hyung. We're gonna write a few more songs with the same vibe and pull it all together as a comeback project."
"What about the music directors and the project managers?" I ask before leaning down to touch the floor with my fingertips, looking sideways to see Namjoon shaking his head in a straight face.
"This is a risky move, JK. We should have something solid before handing it to the company. There's a formal meeting next month, we need everything ready by then."
He's right. Since the news about Rose signing up with BigHit to be our personal doctor came out, people have been quite sensitive about anything we put out. We have no idea of how their reaction to this new concept could be.
"Good morning, guys!"
Namjoon and I tilt our heads simultaneously to find Eric parading into the practice room, a chirpy smile across his face that doesn't do so well with the cold morning we woke up to today. Following him, another guy passes through the door, light skin and almond-shaped eyes going along with lustrous black hair, the upper strands tied back in a man bun. He's tall and strong, but his black hoodie and loose sweatpants disguise his size.
The two stop at the middle of the room and wait as the boys gather around them. Before joining, Namjoon looks back at me with a smile.
"Anyway, I was thinking... You should write a song this time too." He comments, before a teasing smirk creeps up on his lips and his brows raise playfully. "The concept suits you, JK."
