𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.

eight

it took a good week until jungwoo was off the crutches. then another one until he could really go back to dancing.

when he stepped foot in the studio he let out a sigh of relief, being away from something he loves for so long was extremely annoying.

he's not going to lie, he tried to sneak into sessions at some point but was kicked out by ten who obviously knew of his condition and knew how much the younger wanted to dance. and trust me, jungwoo would definitely defy his doctor's orders of not dancing or putting his ankle at risk again.

lucas and he have gotten pretty close in those weeks. whenever lucas didn't have soccer practice or non-home games, they'd either hang out or talk on the phone because both of them were lazy and didn't feel like moving from their houses.

it was during the break, ten sat next to jungwoo who was sitting against the mirror, chugging a full bottle of water.

"did you know lucas isn't his real name?"

jungwoo's eyebrows raised and he shrugged, "yeah. jaehyun has told me what his real name was but i forgot. lucas is an english name, right?"

ten hums. "his real name's wong yukhei. something you can use to your advantage if you want something from him."

"why? does he not like it?" jungwoo questions.

"no, he just thought the name lucas was cool,  so he went by it. nobody really calls him yukhei though, besides maybe his mom."

jungwoo nods. maybe he will use it to his advantage.

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surprisingly, after practice, instead of the usual jaehyun picking him up because he doesn't have a car yet, parked outside was a dark blue car, leaning on one of the doors of it was lucas who was looking down at his phone.

because he was looking at his phone, he never noticed jungwoo coming up beside him, "hey."

lucas visibly jumped and jungwoo giggles, trying to mask them by covering his mouth but it was no use.

"you didn't scare me, i just. i was playing a game and i.. i failed a level?"

jungwoo shakes his head, giggles still coming from his lips, but he was settling down, "where's jaehyun?"

"i told him i would pick you up. i wanted to take you out to dinner," lucas replies, tucking his phone into his jacket pocket.

jungwoo's cheeks feel like they're on fire. "oh.. thank you, you really don't have to."

"reservations are already made. come on, get in the car," lucas takes jungwoo's wrist in his noticeably larger hand as the whole thing is able to curl around the elder's wrist effortlessly.