My Melody || SUNGJOY

|| My Melody • Six ||

Why does my heart keep on beating fast?

Joy whispers to herself, walking into her room before taking off her vest. "Eomma, I just finished my shift.", "Did you really get a job?" She responded, walking out of her room.

Joy nodded, "Don't worry. I'm okay eomma." She smiles, before hugging her mother. "Omo, why is your heart beating so fast? Are you having an asthma attack again?" Her eyes enlarges, before mumbling. "Ah, I don't know- it's not asthma." She nervously replied.

Her mom suddenly smiles. "I saw that guy took you home.", "Eh?" She questions.

"I'm talking about your idol.", "Ah, you're not mad?" Joy bit her lower lip before her mom mumbled. "Well..."

Her mom slams her foot in the floor, "Are you sure that you're working and not just staying with that guy?" She gulped, realizing how it would be another night of lecture from her mom. "I told you not to work already, but I understood since you were persisteng. But why is that idol taking you home!? I'm afraid that he might break your hea-", "Mom, we're just friends."

"I can see that he likes my precious daughter!" Her mom yelled, making her laugh. "Ah, my eomma. He's just like that, but we're not in a relationship." She whispers, hugging her mom. "I promised you that I won't be involved in relationships when I'm still studying right?"

Her mom nodded, "I also have a feeling that he's not even serious about relationships. He's good looking, he's rich. Don't let him fool you." She snorted, as Joy giggled, "Aren't you just jealous that I spent my time with him for a while instead of going home?", "Hm, you're really troublesome. Would your shift be at nights like these?", "Yes.", "I should fetch you every night."

"You would? No! You should rest.", "It's already late!"

"Ah, eomma! I'm already twenty years old!"

...

"Manager." Sungjae muttered, before seeing him grumpily look over him after being awaken by his voice. "Can you ask the staff to track some IP Address?", "What?" His manager woke up, shaking his head before Sungjae gave off his phone to see some random texts from people.

"Is this about Joy?", "Ne."

"You really don't learn your lesson, Yook Sungjae. If something happens to Joy, what would you do!?" He yelled, "As much as I like Joy and her friendship with you- that doesn't change the fact that you're an idol. You're the most recognizable member in BTOB to add it up!", "What's wrong with being friends with a fan?" Sungjae bit back, only for his manager to hiss. "Sungjae, this isn't a child's play. Can you please consider her side as well?", "I mean, now that the issues are starting- I just can't leave her behind.", "The more you push the issues, the more they come at you. So please, stop seeing Joy."

"What?" Sungjae suddenly felt heavy.

"It would be dangerous.", "I'm not telling both of you to end your communication, just let the issue stop for a while since some fans were already noticing it."

Sungjae hastily and irritably nod, walking away.

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"Are you awake?"

Groaning to herself, Joy scratches the back of her head right after opening her eyes in the very morning. She held her phone by the vibrating sound, only to swipe and see his message.

"I am now." Joy texted back, only to throw it back in her bed as she entangles herself in the sheets on the bed, whining on how cold the atmosphere is. "Ah, I don't want to go to school!", "Get up!" She heard her mom yell from below.