"When our hands collided, we also caught each other's eyes. It was like there was a spark that shot through his, lightning-like. I blinked a few times to clear my eyes from the light and I noticed Youngjo was doing the same..."
Rivals don't stay riv...
I kind of sat in shock for a second, but as it started to sink in, I became sad.
I'd always thought of Dongju as a brother, and although I loved him a lot, it wasn't in the way he was thinking. I didn't want to break his heart but I knew that he wasn't the guy I liked.
If I did like anyone it would be Youngjo. "oh," was the first thing I said, trying to keep a positive attitude, "while I appreciate the thought, I don't really like you in that way. I'm sorry..."
At this point, I had tears starting to form, so I brushed them away and tried to not make a big deal about the situation. Dongju nodded slowly, "I figured that already. And I'm guessing you actually like RAVN?"
I shook my head a little, "To be honest, I'm not sure if I do or not." Dongju looked a little happier now, knowing the truth. The tension still existed, but it eased out and the rest of the lunch went pretty uneventfully... well other than Cya and Arrow flirting the entire time at the end of the table.
On the way home, I got a text from Youngjo. He wanted to know if we could meet that afternoon, to work on one of the songs we were composing. After checking if we had anything on the calendar I agreed. He replied with a smile and a heart emoji, to which I reacted to with a returning heart.
Smiling to myself, I looked up to find Leedo reading the conversation over my shoulder. Saying nothing, I let him read it and when he finished, he looked up and pouted. "I've known Youngjo he longest and I don't even get hearts..."
I laughed, "Sorry buddy, you're out of luck!"
Entering into the dorm, I immediately noticed that most of the members were gone. Arrow had gone back into to our bedroom but only Kimmie was out in the commons. Apparently, the rest of the group had gone to practice some dance. Even on our "day off" we had to practice to keep up with the demands of the company. Kimmie's Shiba puppy, Asa, trotted into the room and came over to me. I picked her up and snuggled with her while I sat down and thought out some lyrics for Youngjo and I's song. As the time neared that I was to go and meet Youngjo, the three other girls came home and took over the common room. I retreated to my room and bugged Arrow to help me pick out a cute outfit, as the one I had been wearing was covered in dog fur. I ended up with a white flowy shirt and some clean jean shorts and headed out, grabbing my bag and my computer from my bed.
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I walked towards the building, passing one of the staff on the way. I stopped and talked to her for a minute and thanked her for taking care of me at the busking. I had changed the bandage on my wrist already so she made sure to ask how it was feeling. As we finished talking, I felt arms wrap around my waist. Waving goodbye, I turned around to find myself face to face with Youngjo, who had just come from his dorm on the other side of the property.
"Hey!"I said, giving him a smile, then going serious, "Was there a need to do that? What if there's a fan over there!" I said this and pointed to a spot a little bit behind him.
He looked automatically and I took this as a chance. I pecked his cheek and broke out of his now weak grip, running towards the door to the studio. It took a second for him to realize what happened and then he took off running after me. I flung the door open, smiling, and ran inside, sneaking into the first empty practice room I could find. Running in, I locked the door and peered out the window. I didn't see Youngjo run by so I looked out the window again. Then I jumped in surprise. Youngjo had popped up from under the window. I fell back onto the couch and he watched me through the door.
Smiling at the cheeky boy, I got up, opened the door and let him in. He sat down on the couch with me and I pulled out my laptop, where the song was downloaded to.
Not even an hour later, we were fooling around again, coming up with silly rap gestures to put into the performance. It was a cute little song that reflected our inner personalities with deep lyrics that seemed to reflect how we felt about each other. Intrigued by instinct and the light switch.
It was called Spark and it was super fun to perform. I figured that we would get a small audience of the boys and the CEO to approve the performance then maybe we could use it at the next busking event.
