Day&Night (Wonho) COMPLETED

Nineteen

SeolHyun's POV

Wonho stands in front of me while just looking at me breathlessly. I don't know why I'm being so bold with him, but it just kind of happened. Now he's really close and my heart skips several beats as he looks up and down my face. I lick my lips without thinking and focus on his lips. My body is anticipating what is going to happen next, but Wonho doesn't move an inch. He just stands there, making me go crazy with every passing second. I put one hand on his chest and feel him stiffen under my touch. After that he relaxes again and closes his eyes. My heart is going crazy inside my chest. Then he shakes his head and steps back, breaking all contact between us. I look at him confused, but he ignores it and just steps back some more. 

"We should get back", he says in a hoarse voice while turning around. This didn't go the way I wanted it at all. Then again, what is wrong with me? Did I really want him to do that? Why am I ruining this new built friendship all of a sudden. 

"Yeah", is all I say before following him back in. My face must be burning red by now and I'm just so embarrassed because he kind of just rejected me. But why? 

We step back inside and both find our ways back to our groups. No one questions why we're not together like always, they just go with it. I sit down and secretly stare at him while he acts normal around his members. 

"Stop staring at the guy", MiNa whispers in my ear before sitting down next to me. Okay, maybe it wasn't so secretly at all. 

"I wasn't", I scoff and avert my eyes to look at something else. 

"He has a hole in the back of his head from your staring", MiNa jokes and I glare at her. "What did he do this time?" 

"Nothing. I don't want to talk about it", I mumble and lean my head back. 

"Fine", MiNa sighs and joins me in looking at the ceiling. "Are you ready for today? In those clothes?" 

"These clothes have been made by the devil himself to torture me", I groan loudly, maybe a bit too loud since it's attracting stares. I blush again and then look at MiNa. 

"You're exaggerating", she rolls her eyes at me. She always thinks I am, for the record. 

"I am not. They have been made to ruin my life", I pout a little at her for not believing me. They almost ruined my friendship with Wonho. Or did it ruin it already? 

"Drama queen", MiNa breathes out and then stands up. "Come on, time for our rehearsal." 

We go on stage and perform the dance in these clothes. It goes better than expected at first. They're not in the way at all while I dance. It helps that I'm trying to not think about them at all. The dancing goes smoothly by now, we've gotten used to being on a stage. It might sound weird, but it gets really comfortable after a while. The rehearsal doesn't take up long and we go back in a matter of minutes. The PD's are very pleased by how diligent we are. I guess Pledis taught us well. 

Backstage everyone is talking with each other again. It's kind of nice to be here with everyone else. They're always really friendly, unless they just don't like you. There are some rookie girl groups that don't like us because we've already won a trophy. That and because I'm always talking to Wonho these days. He seems to be really popular with the girls. SeungJun is really popular too, which isn't weird. He's very handsome and tall, really tall. We haven't really talked since the dat Wonho got mad at me for being so comfortable around other guys and not him. All the other people are friendly because they understand the struggle we all went through to get here in the end. 

"Hey", SeungJun is suddenly beside me and smiling his goofy smile. "Wanna grab a drink?" 

"Yeah fine", I say and we go to buy drinks for the our groups too. I try to keep things with SeungJun friendly and not go too far with him. I do like him as a friend, but he doesn't make my heart skip a beat. Not like Wonho did earlier. What am I even thinking about? I shouldn't be thinking about this. He's my childhood friend that left and kind of forgot about me after a while. I should be mad at him, not falling for him. When did I even began thinking of him like that?