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Sleeping Over

Choi Beomgyu🎸

"Are you sure people will like us?" I ask Yuna. It's currently 2:43 a.m. We both couldn't sleep, and so we went down to the convenience store to get candy. It was her idea. She swung the plastic bag in her hand back and forth, skipping to avoid a rock along the path. I hold my hand out in case she loses her balance.

"Obviously. You guys are talented."

"But, the band's never had any gigs in over months. They're all out of practice, and I have no experience. What happened to the guitarist they used to have?"

"Yeah, that's kinda my fault. He joined the band because he had a crush on me. After their first show, he confessed to me. I wasn't interested, so he ditched the band."

"That's not your fault, though."

"Eh, slightly is. You guys will do great, don't worry. If there's one thing teenage girls and guys, like, it's rockstars."

"Rockstars were a thing in 2012, not now."

"I'm not in 2012, but I like you guys.

"But, we're not even rockstars. We're like rockstars, but without the star part."

"Rocks?"

"Yep, that's we are."

"I like rocks. They're hard." She pauses. "Just like you guys. No, ew, that came out wrong. That wasn't what I meant, I swear. " I almost snicker, but my eyes glance down to her feet.

"Hey, Yuna."

"Hmm?"

"Why's your sock dirty?" I ask.

"Oh." She looks down. "When I fell off that tree by your room, I also lost my shoe."

"You walked back with just your sock on?" 

"Uh huh. Anyways, not the point here.All you need to do is focus on practising. If you didn't know already, I'm the band's manager. It was a unanimous vote. Fairness in Democracy."

"The guys didn't think so," I mutter under my breath.

"Huh?"

"Nothing." I stick my hand inside the plastic cover in her hand and pull out a can of soda. When I pull out, my hand accidentally grazes against his wrist. I jump. "Uh, I'll carry that." I grab it from her hand and walk past her.

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"Woah, woah, where the hell are you two off to?" asks Yeonjun hyung. We had all decided to spend the night over at his house.

Yuna and Ryujin pause, Yuna's left foot on the third stair, and her right foot still rooted to the floor. Ryujin loses her balance, halfway up the stairs. She exclaims, and Yuna twists her head towards her. Ryujin bumps into Yuna, and she grabs Ryujin, losing her footing, and they both tumble to the floor. "Ow," they both exclaim, Yuna under Ryujin.

Yeonjun hyung rushes over and picks Ryujin up. Yuna grunts from the floor. "Ryu, you elbowed me right on my boob, god!"

I reach my hand out to Yuna. She grabs a hold of it, waiting for me to pull her up. I pull, but I only manage her upper body off the floor. She stifles a laugh. "Aren't you at least going to make this easier for me?"

"Nope, I'm the one who fell off the stairs." I pull and pull and nearly rip her shoulder out her socket. Taehyun walks up to us and grabs Yuna's other arm, and pulls her up to her feet with ease. I stare at him, eyes wide.

"Idiots," he mutters, walking off. Yuna dusts off her clothes, a small smile playing at her lips.

"It's the thought that counts." She pats my shoulder in pity. I stare at her, at a loss for words. Man, I've gotta start working out.