It's ya boi // Yukhei

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"Yukhei. What the hell?" Taeyong asked pulling the boy aside and away from his girlfriend.

"What?" He asked confused.

Johnny came over and sighed, "You know what. Dude your girlfriend is distracting during practices and you know it."

"No girlfriends," Taeyong said with a stern look.

"Ok but Hyelin's here," He said opposing Taeyong

"That's different. She's helping Jaehyun with outfit ideas."

"Dude for real she needs to go, we're this close to competition we can't have distractions now," Johnny said "Please dude."

Yukhei sighed, "I would, but she's a bit hardheaded at times."

The two older boys sighed. They've heard this time and time. He can't seem to tell the girl to leave.

"Do you want me to kick her out? Cause last time she almost posted a clip of our practice online. Can you imagine all the dance teams that would have stolen our choreography?"

Taeyong was annoyed, he worked hard on his choreography and for someone to make such a crucial mistake like that scared him.

"She didn't mean harm," Yukhei said in her defense

"I know that!" Taeyong exclaimed grabbing the other members' attention.

He calmed down and got quiet, "I can't have us lose this chance. I don't care if you have to kick her out, take her phone away. Do not let her distract us. Please."

To see Taeyong plead was a sight for the younger boy. His leader was pleading and it looked like he was on the verge of a mental breakdown. That never happened, at least not around him.

"Dude just take her phone away," Johnny said taking Taeyong to clear his head in the sound booth.

Jaehyun and Hyelin watched Yuta, Johnny, and Taeyong enter.

"What?" Jaehyun asked noticing taeyong looked stressed.

"Why is she here again?" Taeyong asked rubbing his temple.

"Haru?" Hyelin asked confused.

Yuta nodded putting an arm around his girlfriend.

"Yeah, she comes to the practices a lot, but she's a huge distraction," Yuta said

Johnny nodded, "Last week she almost posted our dance cover online."

"Do you know how hard I worked on this choreography?" Taeyong asked slamming his hands on the table.

Thankfully the sound room was sound proof but you could still see what was happening inside.

Yukhei watched at Taeyong paced around, talking, possibly yelling, but of course he couldn't make out what he was saying. He saw his leader stressed and angry, he felt responsible for it, even if it wasn't his fault. His eyes hovered away from Taeyong to Hyelin and Yuta, who both looked worried at Taeyong's state of mind. She began to speak, he wanted to hear what they were saying. He wanted to know what was happening behind the scenes.

"And you can't just kick her out?" Hyelin asked

Taeyong sighed for possibly the fiftieth time, "I would like to, but it's not my job."

He had a point it was Yukhei's job.

"Take her phone," Yuta said shrugging "It won't kill her."

"That's what I suggested," Johnny said.

"Look no offense guys but I don't think you can practice today. Taeyong is clearly not in the state to be put under more stress," Hyelin said looking at Taeyong.

Johnny nodded, "Yeah I agree. He doesn't look too good. I think he needs to go rest up."

"Guys I'm fine," Taeyong said but he was gripping the table to the point where his knuckles were almost white.

"Tae they have a point. Let's take the day off and work twice as hard tomorrow, right now your health is important. Hyelin and I will discuss this outfit thing further," Jaehyun said "But you need to relax."

As much as taeyong wanted to stay and practice, he knew Jaehyun was right. When he was stressed no work got done.

"Okay," Taeyong said going out.

Yukhei watched as Taeyong came out looking a bit better already.

"Sorry guys, practice cancelled. I really can't deal with the stress right now. Tomorrow practice for sure!" He said as some members cheered and others groaned. Yukhei watched as he went back in and Hyelin and Yuta walked out.

"Eight is fine," Hyelin said waving to the others. "Relax Taeyong."

"Yeah dude you need it," Yuta said.

The couple walked out without another word. Yukhei stood there dumbfounded. Eight? What were they doing at eight? Where were they going?

-edited