Jin's POV
I sat on his bed as he moved his desk out of the way to make room to dance. His room is HUGE. He has amazing parents, too, they both seem to like me. He drops his desk on his toes and I laugh as he jumps up and down wildly, screaming.
I help him stand straight and we stare for a second or two. I lean in closer and he blushes furiously. I smirk, and then poke his stomach. He pounces up and springs to the corner of his room.
"That tickled!" He called, and I giggle. I feel open around him, and want to feel open to others too, but not right now. Not so soon, not any time soon, because of the incident.
He hit me. He abused me. He abused my mother. He cut me. I hated him. Him - my father.
He was arrested recently but swore to get revenge. I have been worried lately, that if I open up to someone, my father will get them. Hurt them. Get revenge. Revenge for my birth. I was meant to be thrown out. I was meant to be an abortion. But they didn't have the money.
I banish the deep thoughts and sit back on the bed, watching Won get the stereo and Seventeen's album.
[After Practice]
I put my hands on my head and tilt, panting and sweating. Won hands me a water bottle and I almost inhale the water. I thank him before heading out the door to go home.
"Wait!" Won shouts, and I turn to look at him. "Wanna stay the night?" He asks, and I smile kindly.
"Sure."
[Later That Night...]
"So, how was dance practice? Anything new?" Won's mother asked, while eating dinner. I sat silently at the dinner table as Won told her the good news. She smiled and looked at me. "How about you, dear? How are you?" She asked, while her husband scoffed at his food. He was kind though, andloved to eat. Maybe he just likes potatoes. I smile sweetly at her.
"I had a great time practising with your son, Mrs. Seoyu" I reply, and she glances at Won, flustered.
Ineed to be kind to Won's family because they run the business behind Revolution (my dance academy). But I am not kind just because of that, but because they are like my own parents. I continue eating my dinner and then Won grabs my hand, pulling me into his room.
We sit together, and he pulls a blanket over us, wrapping us together, as he reaches for the TV remote. "I almost forgot," I said, as Won turns on our favourite TV program - Kpop Entertainment.
We smile as the hosts come up on stage and welcome the next guest.
"Live on Kpop Entertainment, we have... SEVENTEEN!" They cheered as our rivals went up on stage. The thirteen boys greeted the camera and sat down on some stools and couches. I see the smallest with pink hair, Woozi, make a heart with his hands. My heart stopped for a second.
"Today we are here interviewing the famous Kpop group Seventeen. First, if you have any questions, feel free to Tweet us and Seventeen will answer!" One of the hosts said, and We both pulled out our phones. Luckily, with Twitter still open, I type a question out as fast as I can.
"Oh look, we have a question from Seo Jin and it reads: Hey! How do you guys feel about performing against The dance group Revolution? " A host calls, and Joshua pulls the mic to his mouth.
"I think that we will have a good time, and I hope to become friends with our peers" he said while smiling. I almost nosebleed from the cuteness but hide my inner fangirl from Won. My eyes feel droopy and I find myself asleep, resting my head on Won's shoulder.
Won's POV
I sit back and lay her across my lap like a puppy, as she sleeps quietly. I turn off the TV and carry her to my bed and place her down, as I pull out a mattress for me to sleep on. I rest there, on my mattress, holding the schedule. Weekdays at 4:30 pm and Weekends at 2:30 pm I read, and sigh, observing the tight list. This will be tougher than I thought. I pull out my phone and open up YouTube. I search up a few Seventeen dances before drifting off to sleep.
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