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YOU WERE NERVOUS. God, how obvious that fact was. Sat around a circular table, adorned by the visuals of your group members; you lay in attendance of an award show. The hall was dark, save from the bouncing, glittering lights that your soft skin mirrored.
Although the nerves were a single fraction of the plate, the other half was composed of excitement. It was your first ever award show, and, as a rookie group, the majority of you weren't accustomed to the large theatrics. Music blared, surging forward like a train whose route is an indefinite loop through everyones ears. It was a good song though, so you weren't complaining.
After a long while of bopping your head to the beat of various catchy songs, it was time for a small break.
One of your managers, Hana, had arrived at the table. She smiled, placing a comforting hand on your tightly tensed shoulder.
"How are you doing, sweetheart?" She hummed to you, continuously rubbing her fingers along your neck. The dark haired manager was honestly like a sister to you. Your family hadn't been too accepting of your desired field of work; you were sure that it had stemmed from the purest of concern, though.
In short: she was your favourite person at the moment.
"Just a little nervous, unnie," you sighed, tapping your thumbs on another, "it's all so. . . new."
Hana hummed, murmuring a quick 'one second'. You blinked at her, but patiently waited for her to return to the table. She came back shortly, humming a small apology.
"I was going to get you a bottle of water, but it seems they're all gone. I think Jisoo-ah has taken them all; to juggle on her shoulder, of course," she sighed, a smile held on her face. You grinned at her comment, it put you at ease; a sense of normalcy in the world you weren't quite used to.
"That makes sense, whenever I find mine have gone missing they always end up on her shoulder." you softly chuckled, and a glint of ease sparked in your eyes.
Hana squeezed your shoulder, before her face drew into a frown. Her hand flew to her earpiece, and she nodded along to its noise.
"I have to go, but please don't feel fret, just message me if ever you need me." You nodded, ushering her off; she did so with a small wink.
Your fingers found their way to your eyes, and you sighed. rubbing your face, your senses hindered for a moment, but that didn't stop your shock when you felt a jolt on your back. Your head shot up, and an incredulous expression adorned your face.
Looking down, you set your eyes on a water bottle.
Shouts and whines came from the table over, and you looked toward the noise, in hopes of finding the culprit.
You had avoided looking at that table, knowing you would fangirl the second you did.
It was the table seating Twice. You held in your excitement, and swivelled your head.
Latching onto pure chaos.
Jihyo was stood up, exasperated; yelling at nayeon, who, along with jeongyeon, was giggling like a school girl. Momos face held pure shock, and Sana was along her shoulder, leaning into the girl as she jolted with laughter. Tzuyu was rolling her eyes, and Dahyun was pinching her lips together, cheeks hollowed out. Chaeyoung looked as if she had seen a ghost, and Mina was looking at you with a smirk.
A blush bloomed on your face when you met Minas eyes, and you ducked your head. She then grinned at you, nudging Chaeyoung with her elbow.
Chaeyoung startled, looking at the Japanese girl in faint question. The girl simply nodded her head toward you, and you then met Chaeyoungs eyes.
She froze, and you did too. The both of you were looking at your crush. Holding eye contact with your crush.
You widely smiled at her, and reached for the water bottle, and taking a small sip. She blushed heavily, picking up Tzuyus water bottle, and motioning to the label.
Curiously, you peeped at the bottle in your hand. Along the label, in a very messy scrawl was a number.
'call Chaeyoung, she thinks you're cute.'
You nodded at her, and Nayeon let out a cheer. She was definitely going to take the credit for this blooming romance.
— a letter from, rose 💌
yay!! I finally had the motivation to finish this, it's been in my drafts for like 4 months 😭😭
