𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀. | park jinyoung ff

two - in your arms.

                                    -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

bottles, towels, snacks. bottles, towels, snacks. was all that I repeated in my head.

i opened the door to the dance studio to see all seven of the members going over their choreography. i looked up at the clock to see that it was already 3:20 AM  and their rehearsals start at 10 AM.

"yah! have you all not taken any breaks?" i yelled. all seven of them shot their head back to face me in shock. "n-no." youngaje mumbled, scratching the back of his head as usual.

"it's okay now! we've got (y/n!)" bam cheered as i put down everything else onto the counter except the water bottles. "one each," i rolled my eyes as i handed out water bottles for them.

"you guys have got to stop overworking yourselves like this," i sighed. "this is your 4th practice this week!" they all just continued to drink eagerly from their bottles. "sorry noona~~!" jackson mocked.

i sat on the couch facing the mirror directly as i leaned my head onto it and before i knew it, i fell into another deep slumber yet again.

•••

"that's a wrap guys. good job today!" jaebeom clapped. as everyone gathered their things, i could feel footsteps coming toward me.

"oi wake up," a voice spoke softl as he sighed. he picked my bag up as he stood up, reaching his arm out for me to hold to help me up.

"sleeping on the job eh (y/n)?" jia, the head staff, chuckled evilly. jinyoung looked to his side to make eye contact with jia-nim.

"thanks jinyoung, you can go join the rest of your members for your dinner. remember to head back to your dorms straight away." she smacked my hand from jinyoung's arms, causing me to lose balance right after i had just gotten up. jinyoung glanced at me.

his eyes spoke to me. are you sure you're gonna be okay?

i nodded, although i wasn't so sure myself.

he hesitantly walked away with my things, closing the door quietly on his way out leaving me and jia in the silent room.

i stood in front of her, head hung low and my body stiff.

"flirting with the members now?" she asked cheekily. she was the type to mock, tease and bully other younger colleagues. no one has ever stopped her because like i said, she was the head staff. like an alpha, almost.

my phone lit up, suggesting that a notification had popped up on my phone screen. i eyed it from the corner of my eye. it was a message from Yugyeom.

i bet jia devil saw you again TT don't worry (y/n), we're at the usual spot :) 

jia noticed this.

"yah, i'm talking to you!" this time she sounded furious, almost. before i knew it, her palm came into contact with the side of my cheek with a loud "SMACK!" i stumbled to the side a little from the impact and strength.

"disrespectful. get out of my face! you piss me off!" she yelled as i ran towards the door. i opened it in a rush and closed it as tears welled up in my eyes, slowly letting go of the door handle.

i leaned against the wall beside the door and sighed. i gazed at my hands, tear drops falling onto them.

a shadow lurked over me; i looked up from the ground, my vision blurry from the tears i tried to hold in my eyes.

"yah! your face, i-it's red!" he spoke, caressing my cheek with his thumb.

Jinyoung.

his voice echoed in my ears as i shoved my face into his chest. his arms hesitantly wrapped around me, but tightly keeping me warm from the cold breezes of the night. i could tell he was surprised from the sudden action of mine.

"I-i thought y-you left alr-already.." i spoke softly, in broken sentences.

jinyoung; he never hesitated unless he was truly surprised or shocked. he knew that i never hugged anyone when i was sad.

i let myself go in his arms. i cried, cried all i could.

for a moment, we just stood there.

sure, jinyoung and i loved to mock, bully and make fun of each other. but i still have a soft spot for him in my heart, i've always had one.

my body trembling from the cold winds. kinyoung noticed. instantly, he pulled away from the embrace, leaving me with a confused expression. he slid the sweater off of his body. leaving a thin piece of material left on his body.

"n-no," i sniffed. "you need to k-keep warm-" he placed the sweater over my tiny figure, pulling me in for another embrace as he rested his chin on my head.

i always saw jinyoung as someone to talk to. he had been someone whom i never hesitated to turn around to and tell all my problems to.

"you're safe in my arms."