Dance Like Crazy | SKZ 9th Member

4.

It's five days since my argument with Hyunjin and I haven't been able to calm myself. Five long days of practicing non-stop for our comeback, trying to focus on my work. Whenever Hyunjin and I crossed paths, he'd stare at his feet and completely ignore me. Sometimes he'd go as far as leaving the room if he sees me coming in. It hurts... I'm mad at him for shouting at me but I'm also mad at myself for hurting his feelings. We haven't even worked on all the choreos together and the comeback is approaching.

There's a constant tension in the air and it's starting to mess with our group's usual positive energy. The guys tried their best to make things right between us, to get us to talk to each other. But it's not working, nothing has changed. It's like something broke in our friendship and I'm scared we won't ever be able to recover from this.

Today, just like yesterday and the day before, everyone is at KMH recording, dancing, working out or resting. But something is different and I don't like this at all. Hyunjin's lovely girlfriend is spending some time with us. I was busy practicing the choreo for "S-Class" with Minho and Jeongin when she entered holding Hyunjin's hand and giggling loudly.

That was it for me, my energy level went down in a second. Minho must've felt it cause he asked Jeongin to stop the music saying he needed a break.

One last look at Yeonsu and her disgusted face (probably because I'm sweaty or just because I'm me) and I'm out. I take heavy steps in the corridor only to find myself standing in front of the recording room. I open the door in one go thinking no one is in there.

I was wrong.

Goddamn it... he looks insanely hot.

He's sitting there with his eyes closed, wearing headphones and bopping his head to the masterpiece he's creating, mumbling some words here and there. I know it's a masterpiece 'cause whatever this guy writes, whatever he composes, turns into art. He's wearing a short sleeved black t-shirt that lets me see his prominent biceps, grey sweatpants and a pair of white trainer shoes.

He suddenly opens his eyes, getting out of his trance, grabs a pen and a sheet of paper before writing down a few words. I keep coming closer to him in order to read what he's writing "I tried to hide my feelings, but I guess it was too obvious. I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I...". Sorry that you what ? Not seeing him writing the rest, I look at him only to realize he was already staring at me.

With one hand, he crumples the piece of paper and throws it in the trashcan. With his other hand, he takes off his headphones and puts it on the desk, beside the keyboard. His hooded eyes never leaving mine.

"Hey, my love." He smirks, his fingers softly brushing past my jawline.

"Not yours." I gulp, trying my best to compose myself. He knows the effect his pet names have on me. "So... What were you writing ?"

"Nothing, it's too childish for our concept anyway. We probably won't ever use it so why bother." He shrugs. "Why did you come in here though ? Missed me too much ?" He places his hands on my waist and guides me onto his lap, facing him. My fingers naturally finding their way to the nape of his neck, playing with his soft locks.

"You wish. I just needed some alone time and thought this room was empty. But here you are." He relaxes under my touch.

"Alone time ? Why's that ?" He asks, his thumbs tracing circles on my bare lower back. Why did I choose to wear a crop top this morning ? This simple gesture gives me goosebumps.

"Yeonsu, the unwanted fairy, appeared when I was practicing. Ruined my mood. My body was so tense, I couldn't even dance properly. This is driving me crazy." I sigh.

"Maybe I could distract you for a bit." He brings me closer, his lips a few inches from my ear. "What do you say, babe ?" My breath hitches as he starts placing wet kisses all over my neck. I feel my cheeks getting warmer.