Alone | Jake Sim x OC

Drama Night

"Tayo Tayoo Tayo Tayooo gaegujaengi kkoma beoseu, bung bung bung, ssing ssing ssing, dallineun ge neomu joaaaaa." Isabella danced around the hallway, singing her heart out to 'Hey Tayo.' She had decided that if she would be living with Enhypen, she should at least know what they do and their songs. 

And when she clicked into Youtube and typed Enhypen song, this was what she found. Hey Tayo, the most masterful piece they had ever created. 

"Vroom vroom vroommmm-" She zealously mimicked the action of driving a car, attempting to copy the foot movements she saw in the choreography. She was so caught up in her own world she didn't notice the stairs approaching, or Enhypen themselves exiting the practice room. 

Tripping over the top step, Isabella rolled down the staircase. Somewhere in the distance she heard a gasp. She wasn't bothered by the staircase at all though, and quickly hopped back up. Jake's part was next in the song, and there was no way she was missing it.

"Eodukeomkeom kkeuchi eomneun gin teoneoldooooo." She bumped into a chest, before looking up and grinning at the flustered face above her.

"You should be more careful near the stairs." He spotted the blossoming purple bruises on her knees and gently grabbed her shoulders, shaking her lightly as if to knock some sense into her. "You always have to use the handrails from now on, got it?" She looked up at Jake, confused.

"You want me to slide down the handrails instead-? How is that safer?" She heard giggles coming from behind him, presumably coming from the rest of the group. 

"No, just hold on to- Never mind." He frowned at her. "Please just stay safe." Peeking over his shoulder, Isabella spotted Niki smirking at them. She poked her tongue out at him, before turning back to Jake.

"Okay. Also, if you have time can you teach me Hey Tayo pRoFeSsiOnALlY? I want to learn from the source if possible." He looked at her, his expression changing from protective to embarrassed. 

"O-oh, I'm sure we could teach you something like Fever, Hey Tayo is a bit..."

"Adorable?" Isabella grinned up at him, before calling out to Niki. "If he won't teach me will you?" A small 'hmph' could be heard.

"So I'm second best to him now? I see how it is." She looked up at the makne, silently begging and he quickly relented. 

"Fine. It's drama night though, so let's go grab some blankets." She skipped along happily behind him, leaving the others to grab snacks and pick the dramas. 

Isabella followed Niki into what seemed to be a large storage room, but exclusively for blankets and pillows. Shelves lined the walls with each one filled from top to bottom with colourful blankets, the floor carpeted with so many pillows it was impossible to see the ground beneath. She feared that one small step would send everything toppling down on top of her, and burying her under a pile of warm, death-hugs. 

Shuddering, they simultaneously reached for the same pillow, their hands touching. Niki looked at her strangely, and Isabella couldn't quite figure out what it meant...

Until a pillow hit her full on the face, knocking her backwards onto a pile of blankets. 

"NIKI." She yelled, grabbing one of the blankets and hurling it at his smirking form, making sure to throw another pillow afterwards for good measure. Both of them tumbled over into the mess of squishy comfort below them, stuffing flying everywhere. A sort of wrestling war ensued, both of them tumbling over and over each other until Niki finally managed to stop his sideways momentum.

"What the heck is going on." They looked up to spot Heesung in the door, the human embodiment of the 'eye mouth eye' emoji. 

"Ah, Heesung, can you help us bring these downstairs?" Isabella gestured to the pillows and blankets they were lying in.