How To Stan an Idol: A Guide by Lee Taeyong (Jaeyong)

Part 7

I created this fic with Idreamt_once on Ao3 and she write a lot of it so basically all credit goes to her. GO READ HER FICS

Jaehyun sat in the practice room, watching Mark and Donghyuck flirt shamelessly with each other as Ten supervised choreography for Doyoung. Jaehyun sighed. He longed to go back to his dorm and text the mysterious fan. He stifled a yawn and shifted his focus back to Jeno and Ten. He had half a mind to whip out his phone and shoot the fan a text, but stopped himself. He had to be an example for his groupmates.

"Ok, I think you've got it down pretty well now," Ten said to Doyoung. They high-fived, and Ten motioned for Jaehyun to get the rest of the members.

"Ok, everybody up!" Jaehyun called out. Chenle whined, but still put down his bag of chips.

"Ok, so for this award show, the producers want us to have a special stage with another group."

"Ohh, do we know which one?" Ten asked, hopefulness in his voice.

"No, I hope we find out soon, though," Jaehyun said. He knew which group he hoped it was, but then again, did he really have a say in all this?

"Ohhh, I hope it's Dante's Inferno," Chenle said. Everyone's attention snaps to the maknae.

"What?" Doyoung asked, disbelief obvious.

"Well, we're a bit vocal-heavy, and they're a bit more dance-heavy, doesn't that make a good balance?" Chenle reasoned. Kun scoffed.

"You mean, you just want to have Jisung notice you," Kun muttered. Chenle gasped.

"How dare you expose me like that?!" Chenle screeched and launched himself at Kun.

"You didn't even deny it!" Donghyuck laughed. Chenle rounded on him.

"Easy for you to say! Your Markiepoo is right there!" Chenle yelled. Donghyuck backed away with his hands in the air. Mark opened his mouth to say something, but promptly shut it.

"But that's a whole, like, eighteen of us, how are the producers going to fit us all on the stage?" Jeno asked.

"That's a good question," Doyoung agreed.

"Then maybe it's not Dante's Inferno," Kun said simply. Jaehyun felt his heart fall. Chenle pouted.

"What other group could it be?" Jeno asked.

"I hope it's not a girl group," Ten muttered.

"Yukhei! Johnny! Stop flirting and hurry up!" Taeyong yelled. It was way too early in the morning to be dealing with the twin towers.

"We're not flirting!" Johnny yelled out, slipping a jacket on over his T-shirt. Yukhei was quick to follow.

"Just because we share a room does not automatically signify that we are in a relationship," Yukhei said. Taeyong rolled his eyes.

"Besides, I like someone else," Johnny muttered under his breath. Taeyong heard.

"Who do you like?" Taeyong half-screeched.

"Whom, Taeyong, watch your grammar," Johnny corrected. Taeyong rolled his eyes.

"Fine, be like that," Taeyong groaned, heading out the door.

"This is so awkward," Ten muttered. Jaehyun frowned at the mirror. It was awkward, indeed. There were too many of them on one side, there was no center, and Kun and Jungwoo just stood randomly in the back.

"No, this is right," the choreographer said. Ten shrugged.

"I'm already fifteen minutes late, so practice hard! I'll see you guys later!" With that, the choreographer bolted. Jaehyun sighed.