𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓫𝓸𝔂 {H W A N J O}

아홉~9

Narrator Pov (I know finally)

It's been a few weeks of working on choreography and practicing everything, and Manager Hyung was already starting to talk about their next album, 'FLY WITH US'. Youngjo has continued to be flirty and clingy with Hwanwoong, even in front of Hwayoung, making the model kind of jealous. Things were getting complicated and all of their feelings were starting to grow, but Dongju was catching on to all that shit.

Dongju Pov

We all helped each other get up early so we could have a productive day, and here was Hwanwoong, asleep. After I had already woken him up. I was gonna wake him up again but I got a chaotic-good idea. I walked out to the living room, where Youngjo was already waiting with the others. "Hey, can you go try to wake up Woong? I've tried like 4 times already." I asked Youngjo, exaggerating my annoyed tone as he smiled. 'Yeah, that's right. I know you want to.' "Sure." he said simply before disappearing down the hall.

Youngjo Pov

I peeked my head into the room before going all the way in. Hwanwoong was sleeping on his side, facing towards me. I got down, kneeling in front of the man making our noses only inches apart. I put a hand on Woong's bare shoulder that stuck out of his blanket, rubbing soothing circles on the skin. "Woongie~" I whispered softly. "Its time to get up, we gotta go." He barely budged.

'If he's this passed out.. maybe I can.. No way.' I stopped, shaking my head. Despite my thoughts, my body wanted something else so I leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Hwanwoong's head, brushing his soft hair off of his forehead as I did so. As I pulled away though, I heard Woong groan. I looked down and sure enough, he was rubbing one eye as he looked up at me with a sleepy look. "Mm~ Hyung, what was that for?" He mumbled making my heart flutter at his soft, cute noises. "Of course. You wouldn't wake up for anyone but that woke you?" I chuckled out the rhetorical question, his blush making me smile even more. "Come on, we have to leave soon or we'll be late." I smiled warmly, ruffling his hair as I stood up.

He sat up in his bed rubbing both of his eyes and stretching out wide. I tried not to stare at his toned chest and arms as they flexed and stretched. I nervously rubbed my chin and tried to look in other directions. He dropped his arms, yawning softly before looking over at me. "Okay, I'll be out in a sec." He smiled up at me sleepily and I nodded, walking over to the door. I stopped and turned back to look at him, "Don't keep us waiting, hm?" I winked on the hum and walked off down the hall. 'Why did I wink? That was dumb.'

Woong Pov

'I bet Dongju sent him to wake me up. Geez. He's so conniving.' I slipped off my bed and threw on some loose joggers, a tank top, and my black beanie. I stopped and looked in the mirror as I fixed the bit hair coming out of the hat. 'But why'd be kiss my forehead like that? Maybe he was just checking my temperature.' I looked myself up and down and jogged down the hall. I joined Youngjo Hyung in putting on shoes and we all made our way downstairs. We piled into the van like usual and Youngjo put on some music.

We made it to the studio and almost instantly got back to work on the dances. I've worked on my self-consciousness during the lift in 'Twilight'. We've been working on 'Bingbing' and the dance for 'Intro: Time'. Just when we finished running through 'Twilight' again, we heard clapping from the doorway. We all turned around to see Hwayoung's pretty, smiling face. "You all learn so fast." She grinned, "It seems like just yesterday when you all started to learn this one." The manager jumped up seeing Hwayoung's manager and running up to greet him.

I looked over at Youngjo and he was off in his own world talking to Geonhak about a certain move. "Ravn Oppa~ We've got lunch reservations." She smiled innocently as he practically skipped over to us all. The way she called him Oppa made my heart sink. I glanced back up at Youngjo as Geonhak tapped him, pointing to the girl behind him. "Ah, h-hello... I.. I'm so sorry, what was your name again?" Youngjo asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. I tried not to laugh at her almost dumbfounded reaction. "Hwayoung." She kind of huffed.