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"Someone will ask about the rumors for sure," Chan said, as Jeongin set up for a livestream. "Just tell them she's not Hyunjin's girlfriend and don't address it further." Jeongin nodded, and Chan came over to me behind the camera. Management wasn't thrilled about the rumors involving Hyunjin and me, and they were even less thrilled about Jeongin and me being together. Still, they allowed him to announce it, but if people reacted badly, we would have to break up, at least publicly. I was more nervous than ever.

Jeongin started the live. "Hi!" he smiled at the camera and talked to the fans for a few minutes, discussing his day and what he ate. Then he glanced at us. I immediately knew someone had commented the question we were waiting for. "Are the dating rumors about Hyunjin real?" he read out loud. Jeongin shook his head. "No. Actually, she's my girlfriend, and Hyunjin and she just bumped into each other on the way to the studio when the pictures were taken." He started to grin. Chan gave a thumbs up. "What's her name?" Jeongin read out and looked at me. "It's Suki."

I thought that would be it, but Jeongin continued. "She's here right now. Should I ask her if she wants to join me?" I looked at Chan, shocked. He just shook his head in disbelief but gestured for me to join him. I walked towards Jeongin and shyly smiled into the camera. "Hi, I'm Suki!" I said. There was only one chair, so Jeongin pulled me onto his lap by my waist. "She makes me very happy, so please be nice, okay?" Jeongin grinned into the camera. "Does Suki sing too?" he read out loud. I giggled. "We actually met when he was watching me sing a street concert," I explained. "Maybe we should sing something together!" Jeongin suggested, and Stay went crazy in the comments. "That's actually a great idea," I said, leaning a little more into him. He wrapped his arms around me more tightly, pressing my back into his chest.

Jeongin and I agreed to sing my song because it was his favorite. After we finished, the comments went even more through the roof, with people asking where the song was from and a lot of compliments. "Suki wrote it herself," Jeongin said proudly, and I felt my cheeks go red. "No, I haven't released it. I don't know a single thing about recording songs," I answered another question. "We can totally record it," Chan said from behind the camera, causing Stay to escalate even more because Chan was also there with us.

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"Okay, just get close to the microphone and sing. We can do it with the track in the background or without," Chan said to me a week later. I stood in the booth the boys usually used to record their songs. Chan had helped me put the song together with more instruments than just my guitar on his laptop for the last week, and now I was happy with it, so I could finally record. "I think I will do it with the track first," I said. Jeongin, who was sitting next to Chan, gave me a thumbs up.

"Let's start with the first chorus. Sing it like always, don't change anything up," Chan said. I nodded as he started the track and began singing. Chan looked at me. "Can you do that again and maybe just sing the 'boys who don't know me' part a bit lower, so we have like an increase in the second chorus," he suggested. It was crazy how professional Chan could be. We recorded the song in a few hours, and I finally came out of the booth, walking directly into Jeongin's arms. "You did great," he said.

"I feel like my voice is gone after all that singing," I mumbled. Chan closed his laptop and stood up. "I have vocal practice. I'll finish your song and then we can think about releasing it," he said, walking to the door. "No sex in my studio." I blushed at his last sentence, but Jeongin just grinned. "He's thinking so badly of us," he joked. "Yeah, because he walked in on us making out in here. And I guess that he has the room next to yours isn't making it any better. I don't even want to know what he heard," I answered. Jeongin laughed. "Okay, come on. Let's go home," he said.

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