Features || Junhan

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It was almost 6pm which means I have to stop work soon, so the girls and are working as much as we can so I can get my desired working hours.
In the middle of our song, the door was suddenly being abused my loud knocking, then was harshly opened as an orange curly haired, tall boy came in.

"Noona, noona, noona, noona, noona!!" Junhan shouts loudly as he skips into the practice room. The girls all look at me confused, then looking at Junhan, then back at me. With a sigh, I put my guitar down onto the stand and pull the boy out of the room and into the halls.

"What's wrong? Why did you come jumping into my practice room while we were literally in the middle of a song?" I ask quietly. He instantly smiles again and jumps around me in circles.

"I'm debuting soon! I'm debuting in a week!" He laughs as he then trips over himself and falls, landing on the blue marble flooring with a groan. I burst into laughter, using the wall as a support while he pouted on the floor.

"Don't go jumping around, alright?" I smile as I help him up, dusting him off and fixing his hair. "And yes, I know you're debuting soon. I'm your composer, I know these kinds of things."

"Noona, your bandmates are looking in." He says lowly as he points over to the thin window on the door. The girls were stacked ontop of each other, invested in our conversation. Once I turn my head, they instantly run back to their places, some tripping over each other but quickly getting back up and to their places.
"Noona, how's your heart? Any updates?"

"I have a month left, Jun. I haven't found a donor yet and my mom is also looking for some abroad." I lie.
"You're lying." He says sternly. I look at him with wide eyes. How did he know?

"I'm not!" I scoff, crossing my arms.
"Your ears turn red when you lie." He points over to my ears. I quickly take my phone out of my pocket and open the camera, looking at my very red ears. I sigh and put my phone back in my pocket.

"You caught me.. My mom did find a donor in Australia but I'm refusing to go." I sigh. Junhan then taked his trainee card out of his pocket and taking it out of the sleeve, about to break it but before he could I quickly snatched it out of his hands. "What are you doing?! Are you crazy?"

"If you won't get that transplant, then I won't debut. The reason why I'm debuting is because you helped me day and night to grt parts right. You coached me for my vocals, you helped me take care of my guitar, you're always helping me. I'm barely helping you so this is how I'm going to help you." He whispers as he pulls me into a hug, resting his head on my shoulder. "Noona, I still want to be with you. I have to always tell my band that I'm just friends with you. Do you know how much that hurts to say? I want to say 'I'm in love with Nari noona' but I can't! So even if we can't be together in a relationship, I would still like to be beside you with friendship."

"Hyeonjun.. please debut. It's been your dream ever since you joined JYP." I whisper, ruffling his now orange, curly hair.
"If I debut, then you go on a hiatus and get the transplant."

"Heart transplants are still risky. I could die either way." We then break the hug, looking into each others eyes. His cheeks were rosey and he was on the brink of tears. Cute.

"I still want you to try, I want you beside me."