SEESAW | min yoongi | complete

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“Break!” I call, watching Jimin crash to the ground, exhausted and panting.

The rest of the guys stop in their positions, sharing glances, before eventually joining him on the floor. The choreographers glare holes into my skull but I ignore them, picking up water bottles from the table beside me.

They had been practicing for about 4 hours straight without any breaks and it was starting to show. Their moves were getting sloppy and uncoordinated which only resulted in frequent do overs. Jimin had a solo that involved a flip that he's never done and each time he has landed on anything but his feet.

I pass out the bottles then kneel down to Jimin, whispering, “Are you okay?”

His cheeks are puffy and red, his low eyes almost disappearing as he rests his head on the hardwood floor. “Yes noona.”

“Can you handle this flip? I could ask for Jeongguk to take it, he has a bit more experience with it...”

He flashes me his signature small smile, “I just need to get my footing. I'll do it.”

I nod then pass him a bottle before rising back onto my feet. “Does anyone need anything?”

Tae shakes his head, snatching a bottle from Namjoon who swallowed nearly the whole thing. “Just one more second,” he throws his head back, emptying the rest of the bottle.

My eyes drop to Yoongi who has laid flat onto his back with his eyes squeezed shut and nose scrunched up. His hand cups his shoulder while the other rests limply on the floor. He looks exhausted.

We haven't spoken since my outburst last week, unless it regarded food or his schedule. There were times where I caught him staring and vice versa, but neither of us dared to say anything.

I begin to wonder if he told anyone else about what I said just as a voice clears its throat.

“Can we begin PD Lin Noa?”

I nod again soundlessly, stepping out of the way for the choreographers to take back over. The guys rise to their feet without much resistance and begin the routine all over again.

I spend this time to catch up with my best friend via text. She tells me about her love life adventures then questions mine.

Dalia
find any cute Koreans yet?

Me
No luck tbh
Haven’t been searching tho

Dalia
y not? u're hot asf

Me
the standards here are pale, skinny and long hair
I stick out like a sore thumb ;(

Dalia
teach them that they need a thick queen! ;)))

Me
I feel like no one would agree

Dalia
don’t they have tinder? there’s prob tons of guys who want to make a crispy korean baby w u

I laugh to myself, rolling my eyes and putting my phone away. I go back to reviewing the upcoming appearances that Bang-shi arranged. A few of them required a long ride while others only had specific members involved and they were all spaced out in weird intervals.

By the time I finish mapping out my personal schedule, the choreographers are putting the finishing touches on the routine. They are freezing at nearly every position and comparing the angles of arms and feet placements. I send an email to my team with the fixed schedule and close my laptop when my name is called.

“PD Lin Noa. We are finished,” the male choreographer explains as the two gather their own bags. “We will be back tomorrow at the same time.”