A kpop oneshot full of Jealousy. You decide to spend the day with Soobin. He teaches you the dance cover to LO$ER=LO♡ER, but someone gets really jealous when you hang out with the other members. Why can't you do anything with him!? Find out what ha...
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I proudly walked to TXT'S practice room. I was one of thier most loyal stylists. How did I get this job? Well, it was kinda a coincidence and this is how it happened....
Flashback:
I was currently in the beauty salon cutting this girls hair when I accidently dropped the scissors, cutting myself in the process. The blood immediately gushed out and dripped down unto the floor. "Dang it!" I exclaimed. The girl who's hair I had been cutting, got up and turned to face me. "To bad you can't even cut hair without killing yourself. I'm never coming here again....you're a loser." She said. She pushed past me making me fall on my back, and walked out the door. Tears formed in my eyes as I held my wounded finger to my chest. I suddenly heard the bell to the shop jingle and footsteps walked towards me. I didn't even bother to look up. It was probably my boss telling me that I'm fired.... "Are you ok?" A young man's voice asked. My eyes widened and I looked up. Standing above me was a familiar boy. Where had I seen him before? I blinked and rubbed my eyes.
"Huh?" I replied.
"Never mind that, let me help you up." He said. He stuck his hand out for me to take. I slowly grabbed it and he pulled me up. I looked at his hand to see blood on it.
"Oh my gosh!!! I'm sooo sorry! I got my blood on your hand!" I exclaimed. I wiped my tears away so he couldn't see them, but it was too late.
"It's ok, are you hurt and why are you crying?" He asked. I faked a smile.
"I'm not I'm just tired and my eyes are watering." I replied.
"Don't lie to me. By the way I'm Kang Taehyun, nice to meet you." He said. I turned around in shock to the mention of his name.
"WHAT!? YOUR TAEHYUN FROM TXT!?" I yelled. Taehyun laughed.
"Be a little more quiet..." he whispered, grinning. He suddenly grabbed my hand, making me blush. "Let me help you with this, but promise me you will tell me why you were crying." I slowly nod. He takes out a small tissue and dabs the wound. He then places a small bandaid around my finger.
"Thank you." I mumbled.
"Now tell me." Taehyun said. I scratched my head and looked down sadly.
"Well I was cutting my client's hair, but I accidently dropped the scissors and they cut me. My client then got up and she said-" I stopped and fiddled with my hands.
"She said what?" He asked.
"She said to bad you can't cut hair without killing yourself and she said I'm a loser..." I finished. I felt Taehyun put his hand on my shoulder. I was now mentally screaming.
