Melodies of Motion

Chapter 3

I just sit there with my mouth hanging open after they finish Back Door. My face slowly flushing from embarrassment. Have you heard of them? Ugh.

"Hey, Sylinda, don't be mad. We just kinda went with it when you asked if we knew the music," Seungmin says.

Chan pulls me to my feet and hugs me from the side. "Yeah, it was so cool to hear that you love our music. When we realized you didn't know who we were it was kind of surprising. Most Stays, that's what our fandom is called, do such a deep dive into us that they know our thoughts before we do," he said laughing. He's got such a sweet laugh. Are they all this adorable all the time? No wonder their fandom loves them so much.

"Well, not mad. Definitely shocked that it is you. I have listened to the music so much and you guys are really...," I stop.

I really want to dance to Love Untold, it speaks to me.

I groan, out loud. I look directly at Hyunjin who has a look to say 'You were saying.' I close my eyes in frustration and wish for an instant death. Bury me under the hotel and wish me well friends. I feel an arm snake around my waist and Hyunjin whispers 'Open your eyes' just like in 3rd Eye. Did I just cum? I open my eyes and look at him.. He has that damn smile on his face.

"Well, I think I have practiced enough and you guys need the space," I say quickly. I wiggle out of Hyunjin's grasp and walk over to retrieve my bag and phone. "It was so nice to meet you..." and I walk out awkwardly not wanting to hear or see what they do.

I open the door to exit the gym and lean against the door. I am a fucking idiot. Bells should have gone off as soon as I heard Felix's voice. I even commented to Derek about how low that voice was. I am about to move away from the door when I am thrown forward by it. Hyunjin grabs my waist to prevent me from falling yet again.

"Why did you leave? Were you that mad?," he asks.

I snort, "Mad no. Extremely embarrassed, yes. You guys let me ramble about my favorite songs like a moron. I make a point to not look like an idiot in front of a crowd."

Hyunjin pulls me closer to him, staring straight into my soul. "I would never do that to a fellow dancer. Let alone one that's so pretty."

"You need your eyes checked. I wasn't chiseled by Greek gods on Mount Olympus like some people," I say. Did I just say that fucking out loud? What is wrong with me? For the second time I get out of his grasp, well I try to. He tightens his grip slightly. He sighs and shakes his head.

"I disagree with what YOU think of you." He reaches up with his other hand and takes my bun down, fluffing my hair. "Better," Hyunjin says.

I have forgotten the English language at this point. Where am I? Who am I? I keep focusing on those full lips and where I want them on me. Snap out of it Sylinda. You don't know him. Famous or not, wake the fuck up.

"Okay, so this was fun. But I need to get to bed," I say. "Alone," I add. He raises an eyebrow at me and I roll my eyes at him. Hyunjin giggles and I sigh. "Seriously, can you let me go so that I can walk away with some dignity, please?" After one long lingering look Hyunjin releases my waist and I am sad about that. Girl, you told him to let you go. Stop acting like a child.

"Maybe we will see each other at the next practice," he says in a smooth, buttery voice.

"I doubt that," I say, vowing never to go back to that room again. I turn and walk away when I hear him say Sleep well pretty." I raise my hand and wave him away. I make it to my door knowing full well he is watching me the whole way. I will NOT give him the satisfaction of seeing me look. I enter and slam my door shut. Throwing my stuff down and heading straight to the bar. I need a double shot of something and I need it now!