Bias|| Yang Jeongin ✔

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before they decided to head in, eunseo felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, and she whipped that shit out, to see that jae from day6 replied under her most recent post.

she stopped in her tracks, looking around, before staying there, causing chris, who was babbling on about nothing, to look at her confuzzled.

"cheonie? you good?"

he asked her, slightly smiling as she stood there, frozen. the bag of takeout suddenly getting a bit heavier and he nudged her shoulder, causing her to come out of it.

"jae just tweeted on my tweet what the flying fuck?"

chris laughed at the lady, before looking at her phone, slowly not laughing anymore.

"bam and yugyeom did too, you know."

"i can't go in there, fuck this."

and she turned around to walk away, before chris literally dragged her by her purse strap and to the door of their practice room.

eunseo was slightly shaking at this point, the whole twitter thing flew out of her head like her wig got snatched or something.

any moment now and she will meet the 8 boys that have helped her in so many ways, that even she doesn't understand.

she will meet the 8 souls, the 8 hearts, the 8 beings that crashed into her life like an unplanned pregnancy, but made her love them all the same.

and that one lone soul, with his bright smiles, and his sweet voice, and his amazing personality and aura and jsushbeskwkskskeieidi.

eunseo will meet the guy she seemed to fall in love with over the past few months they've been talking.

and how sweet of him, to send her a video of him singing a few songs as a little birthday gift early this morning.

her heart dropped to her ass, pumping in all the wrong places, and sometimes even stopping for a second or two.

she wanted to heave, to curl up in a ball and think this all through.

her palms started to perspire, her mind went blank and her ass pumped extremely rapidly cause the heart's there now.

her feet began to buckle, and her toes began to curl up, but a smile slowly and surely attacked the muscles on her face and emerged victorious as it reigned through.

in one mind, she was nervous, but overall she was happy.

chris stuck his head in the door like that one hoseok meme

and all of the others stopped stretching to look at him.

"jeongin, can you come here for a second, i need to talk to you. everyone else, meet us in the got7 practice room in 10 minutes, they said that they have something to discuss with us."

the smile slowly fell from eunseo's face as reality hit her like a fucking truck ice skating without looking.

oh fuck it was all too sudden.

oh my God it's happening.

chris stepped back a bit and took the stuff out of eunseo's hands.

then he ruffled the part of her hair that he could a bit and placed her behind him.

jeongin exited the room confused, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his shoulders and the rest of the t-shirt slightly clinging unto his lean body as sweat dripped down his neck from a long 3 hours of warm ups and practice.

jeongin immediately took the take-out and was going to go back inside, but chris stopped him.

"yes chan hyung?"

jeongin asked carefully, unsure of what he wanted to talk about.

"okay, so you know how it's eunseo's birthday today?"

the younger slowly nodded, still a bit confused.

"and you wanted to give her your gift, but couldn't because you're too lazy to go and ship it?"

the younger nodded again.

"where is it? i'm actually going by her house with the guys around 11 to drop our gifts off."

jeongin nodded and went inside the practice room, taking out a slightly small velvet box with a cream colored ribbon tied to it.

he opened it, looking at the blue and green gem encased within the necklace and smiled.

meanwhile, chris hurriedly placed eunseo in front of him, and much to her protest, she stayed there.

jeongin exited the practice room, still looking at the box, and smiling a bit before seeing little blue fabric instead of the black he's normally used to.

he then looked up to see a small girl, her face a little big, with a blue and white outfit on, her hair down with bantu knots amongst the front.

her eyes watered a bit as they made eye contact, and in that moment, jeongin wanted to throw himself out of the fucking window.

jeongin looked at her, a bit too closely, before she blinked, and in a second his arms were wrapped around her waist and he spun her around slowly, smiling and thanking the heavens that they let him see her today.