Cute // Soonchan

Chapter One

Chan's POV

I slumped down next to Seungjin, one of the other members of our soon-to-be group. My chest rose and fell quickly. I stared at the others practicing. I was too tired to continue, so I just let my tired eyes flutter closed.

"Aye, Chan."

I hum in response, not even opening my eyes. Yeowon, my roommate and one of my best friends, nudges my shoulder.

"Wanna go get something to eat? Burgers, maybe?"

"Sounds great!"

I hop up, surprised at how suddenly full of energy I was at the mention of food.

"Wow, you look like you're about to die, old man"

I laugh and toss a water bottle to Yujin, our chosen leader and the oldest who was tiredly leaning against the cold mirror-covered wall, before grabbing my coat.

It was definently cold, no doubt about that, but for once I didn't mind. My burning skin melted against the cold, refreshing air. We walked up the street towards the McDonald's just a block or two away, ordered our food, and walked back. I almost hit another trainee trying to get my coat off. It was burning in the building and I didn't want to become a puddle of sweat before we even stepped foot into the practice room.

"Ugh, how much longer do we have to practice?"

Jiyoung, the maknae of our group, whines.

"It's getting late so not much longer. And, stop complaining."

Yujin thumps the back of Jiyoung's head and took a sip of water.

"What time is it, anyways?"

"3:43 am"

Yeowon sighs shoving a fry into his mouth. We all collectively groan at a whiny "I'm exhausted!" from Jiyoung.

"I said stop complaining"

Yujin thumps the back of Jiyoung's head again and groans. We were just playing with him but he could be annoying sometimes.

"I'll go get some coffee. Anyone else want some?"

Yeowon stands up and grabs his wallet from his coat pocket.

"No thanks. I don't want any trouble going to sleep in like 20 minutes"

Yeowon nods and heads out the door.

"We might as well go back to our dorms. It is very late."

Yujin sighs and pulls himself from the couch. We all agree and grab our things. We walk up several flights of stairs to the dormatories, flashing quick goodnights to the others.

"I see you guys left me"

Yeowon laughs and locks the door. I would've laughed but I was far too exhausted to even keep my eyes open.

"Goodnight"

I mumble a lazy "Goodnight" in response, barely able to do anything requiring even the slightest bit of energy. I can barely move out of pure exhaustion and fall asleep with my clothes on.

Time Skip: Present

I sigh, pulling out my phone. Our group had just broken apart that morning. I was so excited to be an idol, but I guess the universe was against my dream job.

Ugh, how many flights of stairs are in in this freaking building?!

-----------------

Micheal Chanson:
AHHGG

DABDAB:
?????

Micheal Chanson:
My group fell apart ;-;

DABDAB:
Aww it's okay you staying?

Micheal Chanson:
Nah Yujin is but the rest of us are heading back home

DABDAB:
K so should I expect you at my apartment??

Micheal Chanson:
Depends... you and Yugyeom gonna be doing the frick frack when I get there???

DABDAB:
AH SHUT UP YOU PUNK THAT WAS ONE TIME

-----------------

I bump into something, or rather someone, and fall back, awkwardly bouncing down the stairs.

"Ahhhg!"

"Oh my God! Oh my god! I am so, so, so, so sorry!"

I finally land and see Choi Seungcheol, or S. Coups, the leader of Pledis's golden group, Seventeen. My eyes widen and m mouth hangs open, I don't know if it was from the pain or seeing the idol in real life.

"A-Are you okay? I'm really, really sorry"

"I-um I-ah~"

I wince in pain as I try moving my leg.

"Oh my god, your leg"

I lay my head back against the wall as my leg throbs. My heart almost jumps out of my chest when I feel arms under my knees and around my back.

"Don't worry you'll be fine"

He sighs and mutters "I hope" under his breath. I just sit in his arms trying not to scream because I'm being carried by a freaking god. He carries me into a practice room, freezing at a gasp or two. He awkwardly smiles and features towards me.

"I kinda bumped into him and he fell down the stairs"

He sets me down on a couch and about three of the four people in the practice room crowd around us. Soonyoung, Wonwoo, and Seungkwan worriedly ask questions while Jeonghan scolds Seungcheol.

"His leg is slightly swollen. How hard did you fall?"

"Uh-pretty hard...?"

My heartbeat quickens and I almost screech because of them just being in the same room as me. Being a carat, this would've been pretty awesome if my leg was not probably broken.

"Did you hit your head at all?"

"Um-I don't think so. It's really just my leg"

"What's your name, kid?"

"Chan...and I'm not a kid. I'm eighteen"

"Well, Chan, your leg might be broken. We've gotta take him to a doctor or something"

Jeonghan jilts his head towards me, glaring at Seungcheol.

"Soonyoung, get your car"

Edit;1/17/18

Wow I saw that there was a mistake and like an entire paragraph worth of words was duplicated

That's why proof-reading is important kids...