05 | nine hours

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after dancing to every single song that had a choreography, we took a break. both of us sweating and panting. "not horrible. not great, but for your first time, it wasn't bad." he nodded and slid down the wall.

i shrugged slightly and looked out the window that was at the top of the room, "it's already night, how many hours have we been at this?" i asked and stood up, wiping my forehead.

he looked down at his phone and shrugged, "about nine?"

"nine hours?" my eyes widened as i shook my head, "no way."

"he's right. nine hours, three minutes, and forty seven seconds to be exact." one of the staff members said, holding up a camera. "fifty two seconds."

"i mean that's great. we got tons done today. you still need some more practice but i'm sure you could do a whole concert right now. speaking of, go back to the dorms, get some sleep. you're making your official debut tomorrow."

"where?"

"small award show." he smiled and stood up, walking infront of the mirror. "don't freak out, you'll do fine."

i groaned playfully and walked out of the studio, grabbing a water bottle and downing it as fast as i could, "don't choke." yoongi said as he passed, i coughed and wiped my mouth, "what did i just tell you?" he laughed and lifted his arms up, punching in the code and slipping into his 'genius lab'.

it's gonna get better soon i promise

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