"Okay, why is that here? And how did we end up in this position?" Dahyun almost screams, very annoyed.
"Alright, calm down, Dubs. We are going to get you out, but you need to stop fighting." Chris laughs.
"Don't you calm down, Dubs me! What is this creature doing here, when I warned you I was coming over?!" She points at the very small and very harmless pup sleeping in the other corner of the room.
After having met, and after Dahyun had decided she was changing her choice for universities, Chris, Jihyo and herself have gotten along really well, the months passed, and they had been to each other's places a few times, they even had a sleep over at Chris' dorm, which was really hard to pull off, because Sawako was the one responsible for said dorm building, and the woman was very much NOT about to allow her babies any funny business (she had claimed the trio as such in Dahyun's second visit).
They were at the boy's dorm again, the three wanted to work on some songs they were creating together, and Amy had put her foot down, saying she was tired and they always worked there, so here they were. Problem was, Chris had gotten a new roommate a few weeks prior, Felix got switched because their room was on the first floor and the new kid had a companion dog that could only be placed on ground floor (it was decided in a draw between all first floor rooms). The dog was just a few months old, couldn't really hurt a fly, a rather small dachshund that had just passed training for ptsd companion dog.
"Dubs, it's a puppy, a service dog that isn't even awake anymore." Jihyo huffs out, she had enough. "Now let Chris get you down from that cabinet and let's get to work." Her tone is so definitive that Dahyun feels a little ashamed.
The girl accepts the help, going back to the table in the middle of the room in silence, still wary of the dog. Truth be told, the pup wasn't even looking at her, too relaxed and busy sleeping. Chris' new roommate was a korean, just like the girls, very nice boy called Jisung, from what was quickly explained, he had a very bad happening recently and was sent away to avoid being surrounded by the memories that triggered terrible episodes. Jihyo had met him the day after he moved, but Dahyun still hadn't, she had visited about a month prior, and he arrived after that.
"Okay, what do we want to do, review something, work on those that are half done or brainstorm for a while?" Chris asks when they are settled.
"I wanted to review the ones we finished last time, sometimes I think something is missing, but I can't really tell what." Jihyo asks, thinking about the four songs they had managed to finish two weeks ago when they went to Alberta.
"I don't mind. Who plays?" Dahyun agrees, she, too, had some doubts about those songs.
"I'll play. You two write the sheets neater than I do." Jihyo gets up to get the keyboard that was tucked in the corner of the room.
They start playing the songs, discussing where each felt things should change, or what didn't feel right, Rob (the dog) had woken up, but didn't really bother to move, and was sat in his bed watching them work. It had been a couple of hours of work when a new face (for Dahyun) entered through the door, Rob shooting out of his bed to greet the new arrival. A short boy, with a gentle face walked in, a very amiable smile upon seeing his companion greet him with enthusiasm.
"Oh, he-hello. My naemi issu Han Jisung." The boy greets the new girl with difficulty.
"Hello, I'm Chou Dahyun. It's very nice to meet you." She greets, a wave of relief can be seen washing over the boy's features.
"Oh, you speak korean. I'm Han Jisung, nice meeting you too." A kind smile makes an appearance in the boy's features.
"My pleasure. I'm the one you always hear in those, very late night, video calls with these two." The pale girl laughs.
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Broken
FanfictionEverybody has them, they are just a mark that, maybe, shows up on your body. It's as common as a belly button. But, for Jihyo, it should have meant something more. It did, but not how she hoped, and she found herself learning how to face it from som...