A Backstage Love I Han Jisung x Reader

The Discomfort that Slowly Left

My heart deflated as the words sank in. Mandatory. The very thing I had hoped to avoid. I glanced around at the faces of my colleagues, some of whom looked as resigned as I felt. My mind raced as I considered my options. I couldn't afford to miss this; it was a direct order, and defying it could have repercussions.

Jisung, noticing my reaction, gave me a small, reassuring smile. I managed to return it with a forced semblance of cheerfulness, masking my frustration and apprehension. His gesture was meant to be comforting, but it only heightened my sense of unease.

The announcement was met with a mixed reaction of acceptance and apprehension. As people started to discuss the details and plan their outfits, I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. I knew this was a chance for the team to bond, but for me, it felt like another obstacle to overcome.

The day of the get-together arrived, and I approached it with a heavy heart. I tried to focus on the positives-opportunities to interact with colleagues and perhaps even gain some insights into Jisung's intentions. Despite my internal struggle, I couldn't shake the feeling that this event was another test of my resolve.

The venue was lively, filled with laughter and chatter. The atmosphere was intended to be relaxed and enjoyable, but I couldn't help but feel out of place. I mingled as best as I could, exchanging polite conversation and observing the interactions around me. My eyes occasionally flickered to Jisung, who seemed to be genuinely enjoying himself.

As the evening progressed, I found myself caught between the desire to stay distant and the realization that this gathering was more than just a social event-it was a chance to see and be seen in a new light, to let down my guard just a little bit.

The get-together was in full swing, and the energy of the room was a stark contrast to the tension I had felt earlier. The music was lively, and people were mingling and enjoying themselves. I wandered through the crowd, trying to stay inconspicuous, but it was hard to ignore the feeling of being watched.

I was in the middle of a conversation with a fellow dancer when I noticed Jisung approaching, accompanied by two of his bandmates-Felix and Hyunjin. They moved with an easy confidence, their smiles genuine and welcoming. I felt a pang of unease as they neared, but I braced myself for interaction.

Jisung, with his characteristic grin, was the first to speak. "Hey, Y/N! Mind if we join you?"

I managed a smile, nodding. "Not at all. I'm actually surprised to see you here."

Jisung chuckled, and Felix chimed in with his usual sunny demeanor. "Well, it's not every day we get a chance to hang out with everyone like this. Plus, it's nice to get to know the people we work with a little better."

Hyunjin added, his tone playful, "And we couldn't resist seeing the legendary dancer in action. We've heard so much about you from Jisung."

I raised an eyebrow, feeling a mix of flattery and embarrassment. "Legendary, huh? I'm just trying to keep up with everyone."

Felix's eyes sparkled with amusement. "I'm sure you're being modest. Jisung's been singing your praises nonstop."

Jisung shrugged, feigning innocence. "What can I say? I admire hard work, and you've definitely got that covered."

Hyunjin leaned in slightly, a mischievous grin on his face. "Besides, it's not every day we get to meet someone who's as dedicated as you. Most people would have given up long ago."

I felt a small smile tug at my lips. "Well, I'm not most people. I've got a lot riding on this."

The conversation flowed effortlessly, the initial awkwardness melting away. Jisung and his friends engaged in light-hearted banter, making jokes and sharing amusing anecdotes. They had a knack for making me feel at ease, and before long, my guard was slowly coming down.

Felix and Hyunjin's easy going nature helped bridge the gap, and their genuine interest in my work made me feel valued. I found myself laughing more freely, enjoying the camaraderie.

Jisung, noticing my gradual shift, seemed pleased. He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just enough for only me to hear. "I'm glad you're here tonight. It's nice to see you out of the studio."

I looked at him, surprised by the sincerity in his voice. "Thanks. I guess it's nice to be out of the studio, too."

As the night wore on, I continued to engage with Jisung, Felix, and Hyunjin, finding comfort in their company. The event, which had initially felt like an obligation, began to feel like an opportunity. I let myself enjoy the moment, appreciating the chance to connect with them outside of the usual work environment.

The evening was far from perfect, but it marked a turning point. As I continued to interact with Jisung and the others, I started to feel more relaxed and open, allowing myself to be part of something bigger than the relentless pursuit of excellence.

The next few weeks passed in a blur of rehearsals and occasional downtime. The atmosphere in the studio was lighter, with an undercurrent of camaraderie that made it easier to forget the pressures of our daily grind. The get-together had shifted something fundamental, and the interactions between Jisung, his bandmates, and me had taken on a new, more personal dimension.

Jisung's approach to our interactions had subtly changed. No longer was he just a fellow performer; he had become a friend who sought me out, not just to talk about work but to share bits of his life and interests. His easy going nature made it easier for me to lower my guard.

One afternoon, as I was stretching after a particularly grueling practice, Jisung sauntered over, holding a small bag. His grin was wide, and his eyes sparkled with mischief. "I've got something for you," he said, his voice brimming with excitement.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh? What's this?"

He pulled out a collection of anime DVDs, each one meticulously chosen. "I remember you mentioning you're a huge anime fan. I thought you might like these. They're some of my favorites."

I was taken aback by his thoughtfulness but quickly smiled at his rambling on about each of the animes he had hand-picked for me. "Wow, you really do pay attention, don't you?"

Jisung shrugged playfully. "Of course. I've been meaning to ask which anime you're into. I have this theory that if you like these, we might have similar tastes."

I laughed, feeling the warmth of his consideration. "Alright, you've piqued my interest. I'm definitely up for a marathon."

Later that week, Jisung invited me to an anime viewing party at his apartment. It was a casual affair, but the invitation felt like a significant step. As I arrived, I was greeted with the sight of a cozy living room filled with snacks and a large TV. Jisung, along with a few of the other members, were already settled in, ready for a night of anime and relaxation.