A story about a young trainee at BigHit entertainment not knowing what she got herself into. Her thoughts were consumed of being a solo artists or being in a group. What she didn't expect was the next decision because of how talented she is.
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5 days have passed and I have been getting better. I haven't cried in a few days and I'm progressing greatly. "Keep punching you're almost at time." The trainer encourages me. I punch harder and as fast as I can.
I keep pushing with punches until my arms give out which is the exact time the timer stops. "Good job. Grab some water." He high fives me but I forget I have to gloves on making us both chuckle.
I chug my water down and take a seat for a moment. "You're so good. I'm really proud of you." Taehyung smiles at me making me feel that same feeling I felt before, this time I feel good.
"Thanks, dork." I smile feeling those butterflies in my stomach. "Ahh my heart." Taehyung puts his hand over my heart then winks at me with a cute grin on his face. "Stahhhpp~" He chuckles. "Treadmill?" Namjoon looks in my eyes with a tired look.
"Am I getting fat?" I poke at my tummy making him smile. "Just a little." Namjoon teases. I slap his arm playfully and we hop on the treadmill together.
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After showering we head to the studio but before we leave I'm stopped by Yoongi with a serious look and his arms crossed. "Okay fine! I stole one hanger how important was that stupid thing?" I pout.
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"Is because it's not a full shirt?" "Nope but now that you mention it, yes. House meeting." Yoongi walks away from me so I sigh and follow behind him. Hobi, Jin, and Jungkook already in the living before us.
"What's wrong?!" Taehyung looks over at me with the cutest wash of worry on his face. "Yoongi doesn't like my top. I don't see what's wrong with it." I do a cute spin making Taehyung sigh. He removes his jacket and puts it over my body quickly trying to cover me by wrapping his arms around me.
"Tae-" "Nope!" I giggle and kiss his lips. "Fine." He pouts cutely making me smile. The others walk in. "What's the meeting for?" I look up at Yoongi. "Sit." "Stop you're making me nervous." My smile fades as I plop my butt on the couch.
"Y/n when's the last time you cried?" Yoongi crosses his arms and looks at me making the others worry. "I don't remember, honest." "When's the last time you drank?"
"I want to say about a week or two but again I don't really remember. Why are you asking me this?" I look up at Taehyung who somehow catches on to Yoongi's questions in a positive light with a grin on his face. "Jimin squish her face." Yoongi smiles.
"Jimin if you want to keep your adorable hands stand exactly where you are." I smirk. Taehyung attacks me with hugs and kisses. "Okay I still don't under- oh is it because you won't have to worry about me drenching you're outfits with tears?" Taehyung kisses my lips making me flustered.
"I told you if you keep doing that I'll hurt you." "I love how he doesn't get real threats after giving her kisses." Jimin pouts. "No seriously why am I getting asked questions like I'm in an interrogation room?" Yoongi sits by my side and hugs me.
