Not Just Fan Service

stage 31: idea

★·.·'𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎'·.·★

"Hey, what are you up to?" Chan asked as he walked into the room and sat on Jisung's bed, having knocked so suddenly it startled the younger, but Jisung let him enter anyway.

"Just writing," Jisung replied, still typing away on his computer at his desk, back to the leader, "made the track so I'm just doing the lyrics now."

"Ah," Chan replied as he watched Jisung write for a minute since he always liked the sound of, what he called, 'the producing atmosphere.' The quiet room contrasted with the clacking of keys from the keyboard before a small section of music was played so the writer could properly get ideas going. Though Chan had to break the nice atmosphere, "tomorrow we're filming again. And what's planned first is the scene with you and Minho."

Jisung froze, something Chan noticed and cringed at, "...what?"

"I saw it on the schedule this afternoon and then was told to inform you both that you have to go a little bit earlier in the morning than the rest of us do," Chan said, trying to speak as gently but honestly as he could.

"I- you mean just us two? Alone?" Jisung asked despite knowing damn well what the answer was going to be anyway.

"Yeah, I know it's not ideal and I'm sorry," Chan shook his head, "it seems like you kind of wanted some distance from him."

"That's exactly what I want, yeah," Jisung nodded as he spun around to actually face the older male, "come with us tomorrow then, please?"

"What?" Chan asked, "Ji, I can't."

"Why not?" Jisung cringed, "I can't be around him alone, Chan, I really can't."

"And why is that?" The older replied, tilting his head slightly to the right, "you've been alone with him before."

"It's just different now," the younger one shook his head, "and I just can't be alone with him."

"Why?" Chan pushed a little harder, "you'll do fine. It's just work, Ji, you've been able to not let it get in the way this far, why is it suddenly different?"

"Because he's just... he's being different and it's making me feel... different, and I just- and I just can't handle feeling any more different!" Jisung shouted, head falling as he looked in his lap.

"Ji, I'm sorry, I'd really come along if I could, but I have a meeting to go to tomorrow morning anyway," the Australian said as he stood, placing a hand on Jisung's shoulder, "just- if you feel overwhelmed, count to five. Just take a few deep breaths as you count to five."

Jisung nodded, "okay. Yeah, okay fine."

"You can do it, Jisung, I know it," the leader assured, "besides, it's only for an hour."

"An hour?" Jisung asked, "but that doesn't include travel time, or hair and makeup, or the directors setup, or-"

"Jisung, you'll be okay, really," Chan assured with a gentle smile that Jisung wasn't even looking at, "trust me, it'll be over before you know it."

"Yeah," the other whispered with a slow nod, still not looking up.

"And by the way, you misspelled Oasis," the older chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

"What?" Jisung asked, head shooting up and he spun around to search for the word, pointing to it once it was spotted, "No I didn't, look."

"Oasis doesn't have an H in it," Chan shook his head.

"You're lying to me," the younger denied, but once he looked back at the computer and noticed the red dots below the said word, he whined in annoyance, "but it literally sounds like oh."