❝I really fucking hate you Lee Haechan,❞
❝No you don't angel ❞
- 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐮˚
- 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬˚
✧˚ · | in which a
job opportunity
from heaven
turns out to be
hell on earth
Lee Haechan hates paparazzi, reporters, talk show host...
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chapter 14 - stronger "this is time to be stronger" ARYA ▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞▞
"What are you doing? You're being weird."
"I'm not being weird," I lie, knowing full well that hiding behind Yoonah's petite frame at the start of rehearsal was in fact weird.
The short woman turns to face me, forcing my hunched-over body to snap up and look her straight in the eye. She's confused, and rightfully so.
It's the last rehearsal before the boys hit the road and the first rehearsal after I saw Jeno at The Cavern. I'd spent my last two days off avoiding the rock band's infamous drummer, my workload piling up to my eyes because I figured falling behind was better than seeing him face to face.
There were lots of reasons why I was avoiding him. Was he suspicious that I had met up with Jaehyun? Did he tell Haechan about it? God, I hope not. I couldn't deal with his scrutiny today. His usual spiel about my nosiness was growing very tiresome.
I'd never had a problem with Jeno until now. He had seemed nice enough. Definitely not friendly-but definitely not the leading asshole of the group-more stand-offish. Arguably even grumpy. Yet, even though he hadn't explicitly been insolent with me, he still struck me as the type of person you didn't want to get on the wrong side of. Just like the others.
"Why are you hiding?" Yoonah asks, her face curled into a frown.
"I'm not hiding!" I defend myself, but she didn't look too convinced.
She raises a brow, "Then why haven't you set any of your equipment up yet?"
She was right. I'd been so on edge at the idea of the band walking into rehearsal whilst I was setting up. And the thought of my back being turned as any of them came in alarmed me.
I huff, "I'm waiting for the boys to come in first so I can see where about my camera should be," I garble.
"It's a stage, Arya. You centre the camera in the middle to capture all of them. Just like all the times you've done it before."
"I know that but-"
The sound of the doors swinging open drew the both of us away from each other, our glances focusing on the members of Dream striding through the entrance of the rehearsal room. Jeno's gaze falls onto me, a worried expression on his face, causing me to look down at my feet. Shimmying further behind Yoonah's frame once again.
Yoonah quirks an eyebrow, and looks between Jeno and me then her face looks even more confused. The boys saunter forward, heading to the wooden stage to grab their instruments. Jeno stops once he's level with us.
"Jen, are you coming?" Haechan stops to ask, looking back to see Jeno stationed beside Yoonah.
"Yeah, give me a sec," Jeno replies. Haechan sighs with a reluctant nod and heads towards the stage.
