I hate to admit

Just go with it

I wasn't all for getting out of the house, but Chan made me, I already agreed to his stupid plan or more like Jisung's stupid plan.

Even Leebit didn't want to go out, I'm just glad Soobin decided to watch him while I was away.

As I walked down the hall towards the dance room I could feel every bone in my body tingle, they were itching to get moving.

It's been years.

When I entered the room, I turned on the light and took a look around.

How ironic it was the room me and Chan practiced in.

I rolled my eyes and walked towards the middle of the room and stood in front of the mirror. I took my phone out of my pocket and turned on some music, slow dancing music.

I don't think my body let alone my leg can handle upbeat music.

I let my legs move slowly and then my arms, my whole body was now moving with the music, and I endured every painful movement.

I winced and I cursed but I didn't stop.

It felt good to be moving again.

I wasn't perfect and I messed up a lot, but it still felt good, definitely am rusty though.

"You're good despite tripping every minute."

I was startled enough to fall down and land on the side of my leg that was wounded.

"Fuck!" I shouted as I grabbed my leg.

"You, okay?" I looked up to see Minho leaning against the doorway.

"Like you care." I growled.

I slowly got to my feet and basically limped over to the other side of the room where a chair was.

"I may not like you, but it doesn't mean I'm a total douche." Minho spoke.

I watched as he hobbled over to me, he was only using one crutch now which is a good sign. It means he's healing.

"Just damaged my leg is all, you wouldn't understand anyways." I groaned.

"Try me." Minho smirked.

I shook my head and stood up.

I carefully lifted my pant leg up as best as I could and revealed my bandaged-up leg.

"What happened?" Minho asked curiously.

I undid the bandage carefully so I could rewrap it.

"Damn. Looks...painful." Minho leaned in.

Minho looked at me and then back to my leg, he was examining it trying to...I don't even know.

"You're in pain, something bad happened. But there's a scar there too." Minho grazed his fingers over the wound then the scar.

"You can say I've been through some shit." I chuckled.

"I guess it's one way to hide behind pain." "You know you were the first person I showed this scar to years ago. I know you don't remember but we both had traumatic pasts and it took you a long time to show me yours, your scars." My voice trailed off.

"You know about my...scars."

I nodded my head and Minho looked at me.

There was something there, something he can't quite put his finger on.

"Not even Felix knows about them, but we were together, and you didn't really show them to me it was more of an accident." I explained.

"I wouldn't just show them, I wouldn't just expose myself." Minho's voice was getting irritated now.

"Like I said we were together." I started rewrapping my leg.

Once I was good to go, I started walking towards the door.

"Hyunjin, you know I said we could be friends." Minho walked up to me.

"The last thing I want is to be friend zoned Minho and I get it okay, you don't remember. I'm not mad but I'm just disappointed I guess." I went out the door.

Something tells me though Minho is going to follow me.

Walking down the hall I could hear music coming from the studio where Chan was, looks like he's hard at work.

Opening the door, I saw Chan in the booth, Jisung was at the sound board.

"Hey Ji." I waved.

"Jinnie! Oh, looks like Minho found you." Jisung smiled.

"Uh yeah I guess." I mumbled.

"I just wanted to see the dance room and this giant was in there." Minho scoffed.

I looked behind me and scowled at Minho who in turn gave me the finger.

"Chan sounds good." Minho spoke.

"Yeah, he does, we're gearing for a comeback." Jisung replied.

I could hear the song coming to an end and Jisung gave Chan the thumbs up. Chan looked up and saw me and smiled then he returned Jisung's thumbs up.

Chan came out of the booth and walked over to me kissing me on the cheek.

I heard Minho groan behind me.

"What." I growled.

"So, you talk to me about us and being together but there's clearly something going on here." Minho motioned between me and Chan.

"We're no-" Chan cut me off by kissing me.

"We are sort of together, I was there for Hyunjin when he had no one else." Chan pulled away from me and looked over at Minho.

Jisung looked at me like I was about to ruin something, his look pretty much just told me to go with it. I however just nodded but I couldn't help but notice Jisung looked...I don't know sort of hurt, I guess.

"So, I'm the bad guy." Minho groaned.

Chan pulled me into his side protectively and Minho looked like he was so done with everything.

"I'm going back to Felix." Minho mumbled.

I watched as Minho walked out and I quickly walked over to shut the door.

"What the fuck was that." I looked at both Chan and Jisung.

"Chill Jinnie, it's just part of the plan. It's clearly working I mean did you see how annoyed Minho was." Jisung spoke.

"What?" I questioned.

"You and Chan are going to pretend to be together on our trip, I came up with the idea." Jisung explained. "Jisung I love you, but I know you're clearly affected by this. Don't give me some bullshit excuse either, I know this is hard on you."

Jisung got up and came over to me wrapping me up in his small arms.

His chubby cheeks rested on my shoulder.

"You're my friend Hyunjin and my family now, you come first. Chan and I have talked about everything okay, so don't worry." Jisung spoke softly.

"And don't worry Felix and Changbin know too." Chan mentioned.

"Don't worry Jinnie, Minho will want you in no time. I'm going to go check on everyone." Jisung spoke before he left.

I doubt he'll want me.

I sighed and leaned against the sound board.

Chan came and stood in front of me, cupping my face in his hands.

He leaned in and his lips just brushed over mine.

"I know this isn't ideal Hyunjin and I'm sorry okay, just go with it for now. When this trip is over, I'm hoping Minho will take you back, I'm hoping he will get annoyed and frustrated enough that he will do something to make himself remember you. Okay baby." Chan smiled.

"I don't know Channie." I whispered.

I honestly don't.