You follow what you feel inside It's intuitive, you don't have to try It comes naturally
Hyoyeon's P.O.V
We've been practicing for hours and we only have a minute of the song we'll dance for MAMA. My sweat is starting to get into my clothes. It's sticky and gross. JYP comes in and tells us to call it a day. He shows us the men's and women's locker rooms to clean ourselves. Oh no, I forgot spare clothes. You're so dumb Hyoyeon! DUMB DUMB DUMB!
Calm down Hyoyeon, for your punishment you will have to ride home gross and uncomfortable. I sigh and grab my phone and bag. Minzy has already left due to her busy schedule, and Min was picked up by Jia. I'm the only girl here and if I'm lucky, I can escape without anyone noticing.
"Hyo?" I hear behind me. That charming voice that I really wish wasn't here right now. I turn around and Taeyang is looking at me up and down with a questioning gaze.
"Y-Yes?" I answer. Please don't notice! PLEASE DON'T NOTICE!
"Aren't you going to change?" Omo, he noticed! "Don't you have spare clothes?"
I sigh and lower my head. "No." I answer truthfully. I can't lie to him, not yet nor ever. "I forgot them."
He reaches into his bag and pulls out a muscle shirt and sweats. He hands them to me and smiles while I give him an 'are you sure?' look. "Hyo, I told you I'd take care of you. Why do you seem so surprised?"
"It's just, they're your clothes. I can't wear them!" He looks at me in wonder but I sigh in defeat when it doesn't seem like he'll change his mind. "Kamsamnida!" I sincerely smile. He smiles back and disappears into the men's locker room.
I walk into the women's locker room and begin to shower. Luckily Min has spare underwear. Good thing I know her lock combination. Once I'm done, I change into Taeyang's clothes. They look so baggy on me. I look like a thug. I dance all funny in front of the mirror, pretending to have swag. I write Min a note about her bras and leave it in her locker.
I look out the door and see no one in the halls. I smile and step out, closing the door slowly since it slammed so loudly before. I walk as swiftly as I can towards the men's locker room. I have a lollipop that I was planning to treat myself to after practice. But Taeyang deserves it more.
I wait and sit on the bench outside and have a towel over my head in case any of the men decide to walk out shirtless (Yes. It has happened to me before.) I wait patiently and hear the door open.
"Taeyang?!" I ask quickly without taking it off. "Hyo-noona?" My towel gets pulled off my head, revealing me smiling sheepishly. "Why are you waiting for Taeyang-hyung?" Taemin and Kai look at me with a crazy look.
"I uhh-" I hide the lollipop behind my back and the boys pounce on me to find out what I'm hiding. I scream, trying to pry them off with one hand. But I fail miserably. Kai holds my arms while Taemin holds the lollipop triumphantly in front of my face.
"Yah! Kids?!" We all turn to our left and Taeyang is watching us from the door. He's full dressed, a towel wrapped around his neck, and his backpack hanging from one shoulder. "What are you doing to Hyo?"
Taemin and Kai immediately run to his side and bow. "We were wondering why Hyoyeon was sitting outside the men's locker room with a towel over her head, why she was waiting for you, and hiding this lollipop from us?" Taemin explains.
Taeyang turns to look at me and I smile crookedly. "I wanted," I snatch the lollipop from Taemin's hand and give it to him. "To give this to you in return for letting me borrow your clothes. Also I promise to return them clean." I bow and look at their reactions. All of them are looking at me with surprised faces while looking at my clothing.
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Maybe not so different
FanfictionMaybe he wasn't as different as she thought. . . Hyoyeon x Taeyang