One by one I asked all the members to come to the studio so I could work with them on the dance I prepared for Firetruck. Working with them individualy would be much easier then just slapping them all together at once and hope they'll understand. If I work with them one by one, they'll know their part and it'll be easier whenever it comes to needing the whole group doing the routine. Giving a high five to Ten, I let him out of the studio. I was in a complete sweat, dying in dehydration, I haven't had anything to drink since I started with them. Maybe it's better to just go ahead and get a drink, then I'll text Taeyong and ask him to come to the studio.
When Taeyong arrived, he was dressed in a black tank top, and black sweatpants. If you didn't know him, or just say him at first glance even, you'd think he was depressed or something. The tank top ended up showing off his muscles really well, yet again, why am I even looking? I ignored it and taught him his part of the dance. The entire night I couldn't stop myself, I wanted to just, kiss him. Why am I acting so weird?
After the dance practice ended, Taeyong decided to walkw me home so I wouldn't be walking alone in the dark. "How was your day," Taeyong gave me a small smile, in which I returned. "Pretty good, just can't get some stuff off my mind right now."
"What can't you get off your mind?"
I knew I had to lie, because if I told him I wanted to kiss him he'd be pretty mad or something, maybe even ruin my friendship with him. I didn't want that. "I'm cold, I've been really cold since we left," horrible lie but apparently he bought it. Taeyong just took off his sweatshirt and handed it to me, I put it on. After a while of silence we finally got back to my hotel, we stopped at the door of my room. Taeyong pulled me into a tight hug, I smiled into the hug and wrapped my arms around his back tightly. "Silly girl. If you were cold you could've told me, and you can keep the sweatshirt," I felt a small kiss on my head before Taeyong let me go and caressed my cheek. Blushing a little bit I ended up letting out a small giggle, which made Taeyong give me a toothy, rectangle-like smile. Before leaving, he took my wrists in his hands and gave me a look of concern, "you promise me to be careful right? I still don't know if this is such a great idea."
"I'll be okay, I pinky promise," we intertwined our pinkies together before he left. I walked into my hotel and checked my phone. As mom promised, she sent me some money in my account, a little too much money, I don't need four hundred dollars. I put two hundred and fifty dollars in a folder for utilities (rent, car insurance, gas, ect), and left another two hundred fifty in my folder to spend. I decided to go ahead and ask Taeyong if he made it home safely.
(Y/n) -- Did you make it home safe?
Taeyong -- Awh, of course I did. Thank you for checking up on me.
(Y/n) -- Why wouldn't I?
Taeyong -- Did Johnny come get you yet? He said he got your stuff earlier.
(Y/n) -- No he actually hasn't, thanks for the sweatshirt by the way.
Taeyong -- Anytime <3 Goodnight (Y/n)
(Y/n) -- Night Taeyong
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Hayran KurguYou didn't want to be in Korea anymore. There were more opportunities in America, so you decided that you'd want to stay there permanently and get your certificate to be an American citizen. One day while out for coffee you met this man, and he was...