Psy whistled a happy tune as he strutted into the YG practice room. He was in a good mood, as he always was when it came to dance practice. He just loved getting to work with Hyuna. It reminded him of his youth. She was a lot like his daughters, but a heck of a lot sexier.
He slowly opened the practice room door, peeking around to see if his little angel was there yet. What he saw, he was sure he would never be able to erase from his mind. Seungri had Hyuna backed up into a corner of the practice room, he was breathing heavily, she sounded like she was a dying kitten. Hyuna suddenly collapsed onto the ground. Seungri took a towel that was hanging off a nearby chair and tossed it on her as he sauntered out of the room.
Psy quickly hid. He didn't think it would be a good idea if Seungri saw that he had been watching. After Seungri was out of sight, Psy quickly hurried into the practice room to check on his baby girl.
She was laying on the floor, exposed and trembling. She flinched at the sound of Psy's footsteps as he hesitantly walked in. He slowly got closer and closer to Hyuna, until he was right in front of her. She could feel his breath on her face.
Hyuna looked up at Psy with big, saucer-like eyes.
"Are you okay?" Psy asked, with a longing in his voice.
"No," she replied "And only you can make me better."
