{(Y/N) means your name because um.. yeah}
Your pov:You haven't seen your boyfriend for weeks now, as he was making choreographies (I can't spell...) for his group, Seventeen. And yes, he was the famous idol Hoshi. You don't even know how such a beautiful god that was sent from above got to be your boyfriend, but you were lucky to have him, cause he completes you. However, he hasn't been home for weeks because he was working on perfecting the choreographies. All of a sudden, your phone rings. You check to see who's calling you, and it's The8 (my bae). You quickly answer the call, worrying something might have happened to Hoshi. "Hey The8, what's up? Is something wrong?" "Y/N noona!! Come help Hoshi! He got really mad because he couldn't find the right dance moves and now he locked himself in the room. All we can hear is stuff being thrown around! Only you can help him! COME QUICKLY!" And that was all it took for you to grab a coat and run out the front door. It took you 5 minutes to drive out to their company cause you might've went over the speed limit by a little. You quickly ran in, not being stopped as everyone knew you were Hoshi's girlfriend. You ran into their practice studio and that's when you heard, stuff being thrown around and sobbing. You ran to The8 quickly, who was trying to comfort him through the door. "Y/N noona! I've tried everything, but he won't come out." "Don't worry The8, go rest and I'll figure it out" he looked at you with tired eyes before saying thank you and went with Dino to go get some rest in the other room. You quickly went up to the door and started knocking on it. "Hoshi, baby? It's me. Open the door and tell me what's wrong." You say. You hear the door unlock and you ran in. You were shocked as you entered the room. Papers were ripped, the couch was flipped over, and the wall had a dent in it. You ran over to him and gave him a hug. He hugged you back while sobbing. "What's wrong baby? Are you ok? Are you hurt?" "I'm a failure Y/N. I can't do this. I can't make the fans happy." "Baby, no matter what, the fans will stick with you. They love you no matter what dance moves you do. You make them happy with your music." After a while, he calms down. "Thank your jagi. I'm sorry I haven't been home. I've been very stressed over these dance moves." He says. "It's ok. Just yet some rest and we'll figure it out tomorrow, ok?" He nods and quickly gives you a kiss on the cheek. You guys walk out and head home, where you cuddle for the rest of the night.
IM VERY SORRY IF THAT WAS BAD...
IM SORRY!!!
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Mel 💕

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