choreographer | choi youngjae

[8] drama

12/31/15
2:03 p.m

oh my god. i just realized tomorrow is new year. "guys!" i called, storming out of the room. "it's new years eve!" i cheered. "we know." momo said, still looking sleepy, wearing her robe and still have a messy hair.

"oh come on. no one's excited?" i asked and pouted. "i am!" yugyeom cheered. "i am too!" bambam shouted. "me too!" youngjae shouted. dang, his voice really is loud. "we'll perform the dance later at a music show." jb mentioned. "wait, really?" i asked and they nodded.

yesterday, i choreographed their song. they showed me the original one and told me to make a sexy kind of dance. oh god, i'm not going to talk about it anymore.

-yesterday-

"noona! am i doing this right?" bambam asked and did what i told. "uhmm.. y-yeah." i said. we keep repeating the song. body rolls.. aish. momo kept silent the whole time. seriously. "yah. momo!" i called. "huh? what?" she asked. "aish.. nevermind." i stopped.

they told me to make a sexy dance. i guess it's okay...? hm, no. it's not. i hate this. asdfghjkl.

i looked at momo, she was looking at me. "you're cheeks are red." she pointed out. i covered my cheeks. "you're quiet. that's not normal." i said and she glared at me. "whatever." she said.

"did we do good?" youngjae asked and came near me. i nodded, still covering my cheeks. "minju-ah, kenchana?" jinyoung asked and i nodded. "i-i'm going to go the restroom." i said and went out of their practice room.

i can't believe i choreographed that.

-present-

"uhmm.. anyone want lunch?" mark asked. "lunch is ready! yay!" jackson cheered and sat at the table. we all sat at the table and ate our lunch. "who cooked the ramen?" i asked. "youngjae-hyung did." yugyeom said. i laughed. "it's kind of dry." jb said. "let's not ask youngjae to cook ramen next time.." momo said and we all nodded. he just laughed and nodded too.

after lunch, we all went ready and left the dorm. we drove to the place where the music show will be held.

this is not ok ㅠㅠ

after a few hours of getting ready, they finished. i'm not even going to talk about it. "alright! everyone! show is going to start in 20 minutes! bts is up first! got7, you're next." the staff said.

"minju-ah, give them the coffee's. i have to go to the restroom. okay? okay. gotta go!" momo said and rushed out of the dressing room. i nodded and passed out the coffee's. "jb, here's your latte." i said and he nodded. "jackson, mark, your americano." i said, not looking at them. "yugyeom, iced tea..?" i asked curiously. he nodded. "thanks." he said.

"youngjae." i called out. he had his earphones on. "youngjae!" i shouted. god, how loud is his volume? i was standing behind him so i just poked his arm and tried to catch his attention. it did, but, he accidentally hit my tray, making bambam's espresso spill on the floor and i almost slipped because of that, but youngjae caught me from my back and for my reflexes, my hands went automatically around his neck. then my eyes became big just to notice how close i was to him.

the tray fell on the floor and that was the only sound that was heard after that.

we were like a few centimeters away. my heart was beating really fast. oml.

i was looking at his eyes. no, his face. wait, ahh, nevermind.

"am i watching a drama or..." jackson started. we looked at jackson. i stood up properly and felt my cheeks red. "hey.. my espresso..." bambam pouted. "h-here's your.. uhmm.. d-drink.." i said and gave it to youngjae. "i-i'll go now." i said and went out of the dressing room. i leaned on the door and everything that happened kept repeating on my mind.

omo. what am i doing?
i think i'm starting to like youngjae.