(OLD VER.) Avenue 17 | SVT ENSEM.

[ 八 ] EIGHT

[ "내 애기 춤췄어!" ]

back at hug, the couple received new guests. "seungkwan! hansol!" seokmin smiled as he wiped the counter top. seungkwan's round face filled with joy as he greeted him. "what can i get ya?" hansol spoke up and told seokmin that they were thinking of doing a sort of review of their specialties and get their viewers some offer in return. "i'll discuss it with shua-hyung. order somethin' and take a seat?" the two nodded and left seokmin with an order of a strawberry latte and a mango smoothie.

"VerKwan wanna review our stuff?" joshua laughed at the way it sounded. "i..i don't know minnie. do you think it can benefit us?" seokmin laid out the facts; they had 1 million subscribers and they seemed to be growing, they did some reviews before and their view count wasn't that bad, "i think it'll go fine." joshua sighed as he poured the smoothie into a glass and added a straw. seokmin took it and placed it on the tray along with the strawberry latte he had just finished making. "propose a group chat first. let's settle it tomorrow night. remember we gotta go to mingyu's tonight." seokmin nodded and went off to relay the news.

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finally, it was quiet and it was dark. chan felt like night was the best time for him to dance. he quietly slipped into the conference room and only turned on the lights on the side. moving the few panels on the end opposite the entrance expanded the room to include a half with walls of mirrors. sure, dancing on carpet wasn't the best thing but to chan, it was whatever. he did think of using soonyoung's practice room but he didn't want to risk getting caught by jihoon on the chance he was still working.

and so chan danced his heart out. for almost 2 hours straight. he played all his favourite dance tunes and moved his body along to the rhythms in the songs. occasionally, he played those songs you just couldn't help yourself but to dance to and he just ran around the makeshift practice room and kept himself moving before the next song.

chan was self-taught at dancing and never really took classes. he just watched a lot of youtube. he studied the way people moved and he listened to the music they danced to and felt each beat eventually course through his veins. he regretted not building a full studio but he had to live with his decisions. he had the mirrors at the very least. as uptown funk was ending, chan's phone overpowered the instrumentals of the song with a notification ding. he groaned and saw that jeonghan had sent a video to the group chat.

"HYUNG!~" chan rushed toward the entrance of the conference room and jeonghan, who was standing there the whole time, made no motion of moving away from the sweaty boy running full speed toward him. "channie...wow. i.." jeonghan's eyes were wide and a hand covered his mouth as he spoke. "you're so talented!" the chat was blowing up with messages but the two ignored them. "yah...why did you never tell us you danced here?" chan nervously scratched the back of his neck. "didn't really feel like telling...you guys...?" he seemed unsure of his own answer. jeonghan took it anyway. "well you should've! you can totally join soonyoung and myungho's classes or even their team!" jeonghan patted chan's shoulder.

"ah, hyung~" chan whined. he felt a little nervous being in that spotlight. even if it was only jeonghan. join soonyoung's classes? their team? "it's almost 1:30am, chan. i think you'd better wash up and go to sleep." jeonghan said. chan went back in to grab his phone, close up the panels and turn off the lights. "i'll go now, hyung. goodnight!"

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SEVENTEEN!

〚 📢 CHAN 〛

Hannie-hyung: [ Video ]
Hannie-hyung: MY BABY
Hannie-hyung: DANCING!!

You: HYUNGJDJSJS

Soonyoung: WOAH??
Soonyoung: minghao replaced

Minghao: WAHT
Minghao: HYUNG WHAT.

Soonyoung: yous replaced

Junhui: DONT BE MEAN

Minghao: omg yes
Minghao: minghao 1 soonyoung 0 😌😌

Soonyoung: u lucky jihoon's got his phone on silent
Soonyoung: u would be GONE

Jihoon: it's break time now lol
Jihoon: and no it would be minghao 2 soonyoung 0
Jihoon: lol fuck u

Soonyoung: NOOOO 😰😩😩😩
Soonyoung: betrayed

Junhui: get wrecked ayyyy

Seungcheol: joshua? seokmin?
Seungcheol: are you guys home?

Jihoon: mingyu mentioned they had a meeting yesterday, today

Seungcheol: what

Jihoon: ...
Jihoon: yesterday mingyu said they had a meeting tonight so seokshua are probably busy over there

Seungcheol: okay thanks
Seungcheol: also damn hannie and i had something planned for their 2.5 yr anniv of hug

Soonyoung: is it cake

Seungcheol: no lol
Seungcheol: i don't know abt you soonyoung but i wouldn't give cakes to professional bakers,,

Soonyoung: i would lol

Junhui: you'd give gordon ramsay a steak?

Soonyoung: what no
Soonyoung: i'd cook him a nice pasta wtf who the fuck gives steak as a gift

Junhui: ...
Junhui: no words. none

Seungcheol: gdi soonyoung
Seungcheol: neverMIND

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wonwoo was nervous. telling people always made him nervous. mingyu had taken half an hour out of his life to comfort wonwoo and tell him things to help him keep going. wonwoo was so grateful. "it's gonna be okay. they're nice; they'll be fine." the time to be brave came in the form of light knocks on their front door. wonwoo took a deep breath and adjusted his position on the sofa as mingyu got the door. joshua and seokmin greeted mingyu(and wonwoo as they came in). "okay, we brought more of the lychee cookies in case you really wanted to finish the other batch," joshua handed over the tin. "this one's for friday." mingyu nodded, taking it and placing it on their coffee table.

"hey, hyung. how're you doing?" seokmin sat on the loveseat near wonwoo. the tone of his voice also calmed him. what was with these 97 liners? "i'm...i'm good." he managed a smile and got one much brighter in return. after giving the couple glasses of water, mingyu took his place beside wonwoo and had an arm around him on the back of the sofa to help him relax.

"so...we're here to talk about wonu.." mingyu's places his hand on wonwoo's arm comfortingly. "you still okay with that?" wonwoo nodded and inhaled deeply. "i...i want to talk about it." mingyu was slightly taken a back by wonwoo's sudden bravery but he was all for it. he nodded, signalling wonwoo to start whenever he felt he should. wonwoo began his storytelling solemnly.

a/n: yall,, a small preface for this wonwoo problem here, i rly don't want to offend anyone by treating any "condition" of his lightly. i also wanna say that i don't have history with mental health and i guess i should've done my research... but i just hope that i don't cause ppl to be offended or get mad 😰 the last thing i want is to hurt anyone. i'm sorry if i will portray wonwoo in a way that offensive. i honestly don't know what sort of "condition" (fictional) wonwoo has and that's why i cant rly search it. um but pls just keep in mind this is a fictional story !! i rly don't intend for bad things ㅠㅠ

호랑해!🐯
- eli