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Jeno - dance practice

After a long conversation with your manager about your talents and weaknesses, he expresses his concerns about your dance techniques. He wants you to get better and take extra classes.

You are already have deeply imbedded insecurities that gnaw at the back of your mind. So when your manager thought you were slacking and not good enough it pushed you over the edge.

You headed to the dance room where you kept pushing yourself to nail the new choreography that your manager had set for you. After several failed attempts you didn't give up, pushing yourself so you could get the choreography and finally debut.

You didn't think about eating or sleeping only the choreo and how much of a failure you were. You threw away your normal life to become an idol and believe me your parents were less that proud since you've been training for years and nothing has come of it.

After finishing the routine for the nth time. Heat swept through your body and a wave of pain crashed through your head.
The floor felt like it was moving beneath you and speckles of light entered your vision, before you knew it. Your body collided with the wooden panelling.

Jeno walked past the practice room and watched you dance for a little bit noticing the clear rage and determination in each move you completed. He saw how you stood still and griped your forehead trying to regain balance until you ultimately dropped to the hard wooden floor.
He dropped his gym bag in the hallway floor and rushed into the room falling to his knees beside you.
He held you in his arms as he yelled for someone to help, as he stroked you hair calmingly.

Eventually two people ran into the room and called the medic when your taken to the hospital and looked after.

You woke up with jeno next to you, his head laying against the soft mattress of the hospital bed asleep and fingers intertwined with yours.

You sat back into the bed frame and tears fell down your rosy cheeks.
A light sniffle that you let out by accident had woken up the sleeping boy beside you. As he woke wave of concern spread throughout his features. He ran his fingers though his newly blonde hair and sighed. "You scared the life out of me" he pulled his soft hand out of your grasp and placed it on the side of your cheek.
You leaned into his hand feeling his warmth when his thumb ran across your cheeks wiping away your tears.

"I'm sorry" you looked down only to look back up and connected your eyes to his brown ones.
"My manager told me I wasn't good enough, I guess it really got to me, he's always complimenting the other girls but never me"
Jeno moved his hand from your face back to hands where he held them tightly. "I just want to be enough" you confessed.

"You are more than enough" his hoarse voice brought your attention to his gorgeous features.

"I don't want you ever thinking you aren't enough, because you are perfect, so perfect" your cheeks flushed red at his compliment.
"You mean so much to me, I couldn't imagine what life would look like without you here"