youth ; jaeyong

twenty one ; envy

it had been a couple long and grueling weeks of preparing and i was wondering how i was still on my feet.

everything was basically done, the only thing left to do was audition. we picked the labels that appealed to us most for our first try.

NCT and EXO were going for SMTOWN while SEVENTEEN was going for Pledis Entertainment. the auditions were tomorrow.

i hit the two month mark of my pregnancy yesterday and the back pain was starting to increase. luhan only had a month left to go and i was scared for him but i also envied him. i was far from the half way point and i already want her out.

i noticed taeyong had been growing more agitated around zico and i knew it was because he was getting jealous. he was fine after i talked to him the one day but the more jiho paid attention to me, the angrier taeyong got.

it was actually really cute. he wouldn't be taeyong if he wasn't possessive.

we were currently perfecting the choreography, making our movements more sharp and precise.

" here jae, like this. "

jiho came up behind me, grabbing my arms and pulling my arms up further to where they should be.

i looked in the mirror to see taeyong sucking in his cheeks, trying to calm down and hold in his anger.

in my head i was silently telling jiho to stop because i had never seen taeyong as angry as he was right now and i didn't want him to lash out.

he just made it worse by placing his hands on my hips, adjusting them to make the move look better.

taeyong took in a breath of air, his chest rising up and down quicker as his eyes filled with animosity.

" jiho, i think i got it now. just stop- "

" hold on- "

taeyong suddenly shouted, pushing jiho away from me, practically seething.

" knock it off. i know what you're doing. keep your hands off of him, he told you to stop so stop! you're not slick, i know you like him but guess what! he's marrying me because he loves me and i love him just as much. i suggest you stop hitting on an engaged and pregnant man. "

i flinched at loud his voice was, my heart jumping at the volume.

all the guys grabbed taeyong, forcing him back, away from jiho.

" i think it's best you go. "

zico nodded, avoiding eye contact as he left, head low.

i sighed, sitting down on the floor and growling in frustration, hitting my hands against the floor.

taeyong's face softened, sitting down beside me and pulling me into my chest.

" for once in my life, all i want is no drama. why can't i just have you and this baby and the guys and be happy. "

i felt my eyes water up with tears and i held onto taeyong tighter.