Stay - Yang Jungwon 양 정원

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

"AH FUCK!" I let out a loud sigh as I collapsed against the mirror of the practice room.

Jungwon laughed as he paused the music, "You good, Chae?"

"No! I am not!  You were right, this is harder than the signal song," I complained, putting my hoodie up. "I'm so tired," I was still recovering from my cold.  My voice was getting better which was good.  But dancing, especially this choreography, was still difficult.  My body was having a hard time keeping up as usual.

"You're cute when you're angry, you know that?" Jungwon chuckled.

I glared at him, "I'm having a mental crisis and you say I'm cute?  Seriously?"

Jungwon shrugged with a small smirk, "Why not both?"

"Uh huh," I muttered, rolling my eyes. "I just can't get my moves down.  I take back what I said about that cool intro," I said bitterly.  I watched as Jungwon picked up my tablet and watched along with the video.

"Ah okay, here I'll help," Jungwon decided after watching the video once.  I was baffled how he seemed so confident. "Come on, Chae, get up," Reluctantly, I let him pull me off the floor and into the center of the room. "Show me where you are right now with the dance," Jungwon said, stepping back.

I looked at him, "Do I have to?"

"Yes. I'll get you snacks later, promise," Jungwon laughed, knowing that I always gave in for food. 

I sighed, "Fine."

Jungwon clicked play and I started dancing along.  I cringed as I messed up not even ten seconds in.  The arm choreography had to be in perfect sync with the beat.  So precision was key  When Jungwon stopped the music I pouted at him, "I'm doomed.  Seriously."

"You're not, here," Jungwon stepped in.  I let him grab my arms to show me how the move was done, "You have to move it up higher.  It looks awkward if you did it perpendicular to your body." Jungwon explained as he moved my arm up over my head.

I tensed when I felt his breath next to my ear.  Which is weird because multiple dance instructors have gotten close to me before.  Then he stepped in front of me and grabbed my wrists, "Tonight. Saeropge pyeolchyeojil nae drama. Gomindo burando da geuman." Jungwon sang slowly as he moved my arms.

To be honest I couldn't exactly focus.  He was so goddamn close it was nerve-racking.  Our height difference made it even more... awkward?

"Chae, you okay?" I blinked at Jungwon, realizing he was talking to me. "You good?"

I nodded, "Sorry, spacing out.  What were you saying?"

"I was just going to ask if you could try it on your own now?" He asked, letting go of my hands.  I frowned to myself, missing the contact.

"Yeah, I think I have it," I nodded, taking a small step away from the mirror. When Jungwon played the music again, I replicated the way he showed me.  I smiled seeing the difference in impact.  It looked a lot cleaner. "Wait it was that easy?" I asked, amazed that Jungwon got it down to fast.

Jungwon laughed, "See? You got it down, easy.  Now you can help me with my solo part," He said, immediately putting a tablet in my hand.

"Ah here we go again," I said teasingly.

"If we're lucky we can get to the chorus before dinner," Jungwon said, stretching his arm.

"That's a big 'if,'" I hummed, watching the video.

Jungwon snorted, "Yeah, and you're only what, 160 centimeters?"

I snapped my head up, "Eh? I'm 163.  Get it right," When you're the shortest of all the I-Landers, every centimeter matters.