It Only Takes a Step....
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For some reason your training seemed to be taking a bigger toll on you than you expected it to lately. Your debut was something you were supposed to be excited about, and yet everything seemed to be all over the place. You debuted with a group you had mixed feelings about, you worked so hard to get so little recognition, and because of this, you hardly had any time to make any friends within your own company. It was a complete shame, and you were glad to hear the CEO was rumored to have a big company party because it was getting close to MAJOR comeback season, so he felt it would lighten the stress everyone had currently going on. After you heard the rumor, you tried your best to keep a straight face while mentally plan what you could even wear without feeling insecure about yourself.
It was close to debut, but you still feel like not a lot of care was put into the care of your training. You were the “biggest” girl in your group, but by almost any other countries standards, you would be considered healthy and beautiful. You still felt like the odd one out of your group, your own company even. The company was growing in popularity lately, and being recruited so soon to debut was a very abrupt thing for you, but it was a moment you were training for.
But a party is exactly what you need. To finally feel some relief after working so hard. But, it was just a rumor, after all. So you’d have to see if it would become real.
A meeting was called for everyone to come to immediately in the break room. The news of this party you heard about was revealed then. Guess it wasn't just a rumor after all, you thought. The CEO droned on more and more about how he still expected everyone to be on point for their debuts/comebacks, but something caught your eye. It was a fellow company member, of course, but he seemed familiar. You tried to put your finger on it, but you thought it couldn’t be………
In fact, it was him.
There was a handsome stranger that kept stopping by to see how your group was doing with your debut stage. It was weird to you, having someone just watching you and your group, even when they weren’t involved. Being the main dancer, you of course got a small dancing solo, and he seemed to be distracted until you took center stage with your small contribution to the amazing stage everyone helped create. He’d always disappear after you returned back into your position and continue to let the music flow through your body alongside everyone else. He also would steal the practice room when your group left to go back to the dorms. Every single night, just sitting outside for the practice room to be empty so he could do God knows what. You would imagine to, you know, practice something, but you weren’t sure what. You never got to stay long enough to find out. You decided not to dwindle on it, you would see the end result at some point, since sitting around watching comeback/debut stages from the company were a common occurrence, so you could just see if you could make time to join that to see, maybe make some new friends. It was a better plan than waiting to see what he does then walk to the dorms by yourself. It was too long of a walk and the night trains always had perverts who’d do anything to “accidently” cop a feel. Besides, you had your own stuff to worry about.
All of this thought you processed must have been a LOT longer than you thought it would, because when you finally came back from thought, a fellow member from your group, the visual, tugged back so harsh you toppled over on the floor.
“________, what are you doing? You don’t just creepily stare at hot guys, you admire from a distance. You’re gonna scare a fellow label mate away. I want everyone to watch our debut, and you are not helping with that at all!” This was followed by a smack on the top of your head. You fell flat on your back. You rose back into a seiza position. You apologized to the member hollowly, and she just walked off without helping you back up. Your attention went back to your head. It started to sting really badly. For a visual, she sure did know how to make it hurt. As you soothed your know burning scalp, you looked back up to, what you would have expected, everyone else laughing at you. But it seemed you’re prone to being invisible to everyone, because it seemed as if no one saw. Everyone was still listening to CEO about more information about his get together. Except for the guy that caused it to happen in the first place. He wasn’t laughing though. He just stared and seemed concerned. He whispered to another guy standing next to him. The other guy was in another male member group, but the group was really nothing special. They just didn’t spark interest to you. The stranger whispered something to the member, slightly pointing in your direction. The member started shaking his head then they both looked back in your direction then back to CEO. Just then, another one of your members reached out her hand to help you get up. She was the leader of your group. She wasn’t the oldest, she was actually closer to your age, but she was the best person for the job. She screams leadership from the day you two met. She always had the backs of her members, and she was about to help you out. She whispers something in your ear
“Start rubbing your head again. He might bring you some ice.”
What was she getting at? She must’ve noticed how you were ‘staring’ at him, but not like it was on purpose! You just tend to get VERY lost in thought. It was never intentional. But, as she made the request, your head did seem to start hurting again, so you chose to start rubbing it. It kinda helped, but the pain wasn’t too bad to start off with anyways. She nodded her head slightly, but enough for you to know she did, then quickly walked away. The guy that was that was the big problem today was standing by a big table of refreshments, with a big bowl of ice next to it. You were surprised how quickly he noticed you’re your actions. He seemed hesitant at first, but he grabbed a plastic bag from the nearby kitchen and started to fill it from the nearby bowl. The tied up the bag real tight and looked over to you again. Your leader was making a deal with some other groups for carpooling, leaving you wide open for him to just walk up and start placing the ice on your head.
That was exactly what he did.
He lightly placed it then dropped it on top of your head all at once. It felt amazing having some cold on the heat of your head, but you found it odd when you realized he was still holding it. He was a few inches taller than you, so you had to look up to see his face. To your surprise, you met his gaze. You felt his stare practically burn into you, so you decided to action. You lifted your arm to take grip on the ice bag, brushing his hand in the process. God, his hands were soft. He lingered before he brought his hands back to his sides. He suddenly got all shy and retreated a few steps back, but he was still about arms width apart from you. Now was the moment you were expecting; to finally hear him speak. You have never heard his voice before, but it was silvery at first hearing it
“I’m sorry about that. I know working with members can be rough, are you alright?”
You pondered whether to either say you’re fine & just move on or to take advantage of the situation. You needed more friends at the company, that was for sure. And if he’s willing to be so helpful at a moment’s notice, then why not enjoy his company? Your head suddenly stings for a moment, so you start your sentence stammering, but eventually got a sentence out.
“Yeah, I think I’ll make it. Visuals, am I right?” You chuckle some, even though you know deep down not all visuals are that bad.
“You know that I’m a visual too, right?” he said in a teasing but harsh way. Oh shit, I've barely said anything to this guy and I've already pissed him off. You were starting to just feel like an awful person from what happened before, but now you just couldn’t take it anymore. You quickly regained composure and stopped yourself from having a total breakdown in front of someone you’ve just met. You then bowed down and mumbled an apology. You felt a surprising sensation when his fingers reached under your chin and brought you back to a standing position so you could were close to seeing eye to eye. His hand stayed under your chin.
“It was just a joke. You need to lighten up some.” He didn’t say it in a hurtful way, but just trying to lighten the mood that he didn’t mean to create. You smiled slightly while he brought his hands down back down to his sides. This time he didn't step back, but stayed close to you. You began to feel his gaze toward you again, but it wasn’t blazing this time. It felt gentler and warmer. Like he was inviting you to continue the conversation. You quickly regained your senses and responded
“Sorry about that, visuals aren’t all that bad, I suppose. Just the one I’m stuck with. And thank you, for the ice, and everything. I’m sorry I have nothing to give you as my thanks. I’m sorry about that too.” You bowed your head down slightly to show your respect, but he laughed and starting to shake his hands
“Oh, don’t worry about it, consider it a debut gift.” You just beamed because this was the first “gift” you’ve received since the start of your training. Even if it wasn’t a real gift, the kindness behind it was well beyond anything anyone ever did for you. You must have rubbed off on him because he beamed right back at you. There was an awkward moment then, but you didn’t care. You were having a nice time with this guy and you wanted it to last a little longer, but as fate would have it, it was time for the meeting to dismiss and everyone to get back to practicing. The stranger looked at everyone begin to leave and back to you, giving his condolences and hoped your head was feeling better before debut came around. Then he left out with everyone else, with a small look back to you before he left for good. Your leader walked around to face you with a mischievous grin plastered across her face. You could just tell she was satisfied with herself with what she had done. You didn’t want to admit it, but you were happy she did what she did. But you had to play it off cool. You didn’t want to give her too much satisfaction. Your leader than finally attacked you with questions while grabbing your shoulders and shaking you crazily.
“Well, how did it go? Did he say anything charming? You should be thanking me, you know!” She loosened her tight grip on your body to check the group phone. She grabbed your arm and started to bolt toward the practice room with you dragging but keeping pace behind her. “We need to get back to practice fast before someone starts smacking heads again.” She was stifling laughter when she said this, and you just scoffed and let her have her fun until you both reached the room.
Practice lasted a few hours longer after the meeting, and everyone in your group began to pack for the car ride back to the dorm. Except you. You were told you could stay a while longer and work on your solo if wanted to. Your choreographer said that she wanted you to redo the choreography yourself, since she saw great potential in you, and wanted to see what you can do. You were relieved that someone around her started to see what you were capable of doing to make the group amazing. You were beaming even more but not as much as the stranger made you. You weren’t all that excited to stay up later than you already had been lately, since your lack of sleep has not been healthy for you. But, it was at a request, so you decided to take the opportunity. Besides, you had some ideas for changes in the choreo anyways, so might as well make some good use out of the time. You waved goodbye to your other members s they left for the dorm.
“I left the driver’s number on the chair back there. Just call him and he’ll come get you and we’ll leave a key for you under the mat so you can let yourself in. Don’t spend all your time in here, alright?” your leader teased. Your leader was always playful, but you were happy about her comment this time. You two bonded today, and no one could take that away from you. You finally felt accepted by a fellow member. You agreed to at least be home in a few hours, and they left. You turned back to the mirror, and gave yourself a small pep talk
“You’re the main dancer for a reason! Everyone is starting to notice you! Give yourself 2 hours and that’ll be more than enough. Alright, you got this? Hwaiting!” You then walked over to the stereo to plug in your iPod which had the debut song you were excited to present to the world. You got a fair share of lines, for being the main dancer, and you really starting to believe in yourself after today. You were glad. For once. You skipped to the song and chose to work straight from the beginning. Working through the whole song, you felt, would help you see what moves looked best with which tempo. You walked back and faced the mirror and started to work. You felt that some moves were perfect and started to piece them together in your head for a later attempt. Fluid motions worked best, so you tried body rolls and actions that seemed like electricity sending volts through your body, these would be incorporated now. After trying some floor work, you got back up off the floor and stared in the mirror when you noticed someone standing in the door frame with a duffle bag in their right hand and white ear buds dangling from his ears and rested against stomach and into the jack of his smartphone.
It would only be him, wouldn’t it?
He had a shocked look on his face. He was a deer in headlights, wondering what to do. You were confused as to why he was so scared until you turned around and saw his whole person better. A lot better. Before you stood a shirtless man and you were impressed by what you saw. He then registered what was happening and ran out of the frame with the duffle bag banging against the hall walls and you heard his footsteps stop very shortly afterwards. He must’ve just wanted to get out of sight of you, but you kinda wished he’d come back. You jogged to the stereo to stop the music and you snuck through the door frame and peaked around it to see if he was still in the hall. You saw his bag unzipped and some things thrown out of the bag so he must’ve been looking for something important. He now had at least a shirt on but fumbling with the buttons to get them all closed. He must’ve been searching for his shirt in the bag. You didn’t quite get why he was acting so nervous, though. He was brimming with confidence earlier. You decided it was your time to make the first step and be helpful. It only takes a step, you tell yourself as you walk quietly to his bag and start picking up objects and putting back them in his bag. Phone charger, wallet, extra pants, wife beater, extra socks/dancing shoes, laptop, all normal stuff anyone would bring for practicing. You chose to let him have his privacy while he popped the last button through the hole. After you zipped the bag back up, you rose to your feet and gave him a small smile to try to lighten the mood like he did for you earlier. It was your turn to be the nice one, after all. He took the bag from you and looked to his left very awkwardly.
“Sorry about that, my music was loud, and I saw your group leave already, I thought it would empty……” he trailed off with his free hand rubbing the back of his neck. You tell that he felt uncomfortable, the silence made that apparent. So you just nodded your head and started to walk back to the practice room. You were about to walk through the doorway when he chose to say something.
“Wait, you’re actually staying?” He seemed a little disappointed when you shook your head yes. He hung his head down but he looked back up to you waving your hand toward your direction. He seemed confused but still obeyed your orders. When he reached you, you asked him why he came.
“There’s been some issues with a practice room for me, so I decided to just use someone else’s while they weren’t using it. With all of these groups debuting and making comebacks soon, I’m kinda getting left out since I’ve made my comeback already.” Funny. CEO had a strict rule about not using someone else’s room, but that probably wasn’t all that enforced. But, you’d imagine you would do the same if you were in that situation. After giving it some thought, you decided to be even kinder and say
“I mean, I was just working on my dance solo but you can stay and work on your stuff too. The room is big enough, like you said. I need some rest anyway.” You signaled for him to go into the room. You took his bag and placed them on the couch by the water fountain and sat next to the bag with your head in your hands, waiting for him to do something. He looked around in disbelief that all of your attention was on him. You were willing to give it, at least. You chose to tease him some.
“If you’ve been borrowing my room, I want to see what you’ve made of your time here. Show me something.” You normally weren’t this bossy, but you had the upper hand, so it only felt appropriate to act as such. He gave you a small smirk and went to the stereo to plug in his phone and a beautiful song started playing. It had to be his voice, because only someone like him could make a song like that. It was almost sensual, and his moves proved this true. The way he ran his hand down his body was a work of art. And the way he kept attention to himself in the mirror, making eye contact with you every now and then was only making you more on edge. You knew deep down inside that you could outdo him if you wanted to. After he finished, he turned right around to you and bowed cheesily. You giggled while clapping your hands because you thought he genuinely did a good job. He reached out his hand and walked closer to you. He then he extended his hand to meet yours. He then pulled you toward the front of the mirrors and stole your spot on the couch.
“Now it’s your turn.” He was real innocent about it, but he was obviously teasing you to get revenge from before. But, it was only fair to show what you’ve got, so you went to plug your iPod back in before he chimed in
“And I, uh, I kinda don’t want to see your solo again. I’ve, uh, I’ve seen it too many times already. I want to see something different,” His stuttering was cute, but he made a good point; he was always around whenever you did your solo, so his statement made sense. But what could you do? You haven’t really had any time to focus on anything else but the debut material. You decided to play the same song but do something different like he wanted. You went with the normal choreography, but when your time came, you whipped out what you pictured in your head. It seemed to be running very smoothly, just like how you wanted it to be. Even with focusing so hard, you stole a couple looks to see his reaction through the mirror. This time all of his attention was on you. He was almost a gasp by what you were doing. You continued to just enjoy the little show you were giving. And his reactions of amazed and baffled. He seemed to like being the only one to see it. For right now, anyways. When the solo ended, you chose to end the song there, and he gave some very energetic applause on your walk to the stereo to turn off the music. You grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off any open skin you had. More awkward silence endured, it was nice, but you chose to explain the dance to him. After saying you were given the opportunity to stay after to work on it, he nodded.
“Explains why you’re still here. I’m glad you were, though. I haven’t shown anyone that dance yet. It’s gonna be a thank you gift to the fans. I wrote the song and choreographed it myself. It’s really not all that good is it?” You quickly shook your head no and complimented it, saying it is “a good fan service dance that they’ll all love”. This quickly made him grin real big and thank you again, but you did suggest some other ideas to him. You walked back to the front and asked him to do this one move you thought felt out of place. You showed him a move you thought was better. He was excited and tried it out, and said he “likes it much more than what he was doing before.”
“Well you are an amazing dancer; maybe you could spare some time to help me?” And that’s exactly what the two of you did for what seemed like forever but the clock only told you it had been an hour and a half. He seemed exhausted, as were you, and he walked back to his bag. He picked it up and headed toward the exit. You were quick to ask the burning question that you’ve been meaning to ask.
“Wait! I was wondering, why do you always use this room? There’s plenty of other ones to use.” He stopped dead in his tracks and turned back around to face your direction. He spoke as he walked until there was very little distance between you both.
“Well, you always keep the room clean, so I don’t have to worry about that. Plus this is the biggest room to work with so I can try doing whatever moves I want and not worry about injuring myself. Plus, I’m your Sunbae, so you have to be respectful. Besides, the most attractive person in this company work in this room, so why shouldn’t I?” He bit his lip and smiled again with a slight blush on his face. He was a couple of inches from your face now. You could feel him staring at you with desire. You, on the other hand, were red in the face, wondering what that meant. It quickly registered that he’s showing interest in you and you began to mumble and stutter, but no coherent sentences came out. He immediately took a step back and kept to himself.
“I am so sorry. I… didn’t mean to come off too strong. Look, I’ll leave, if you want. I understand.”
“No it’s fine; it just caught me off guard, that’s all. But I was thinking about getting back home soon. I still need rest, you know.” you teased. He agreed to call it a night and to head on home. He quickly offered to drive you home. You just stared at him, pondering to take the offer or not. He quickly said
“Right, too strong, right? You don’t have to, but the opportunities there, if you want.” In all honesty, it sounded better than being with your normal driver, so you chose to go with him. The ride was kinda quiet but you two still chatted about how you got started in the company and getting a basic background of each other. You learned he had come a long way from being the only worker in the family to helping his mother get an education by getting her back into collage with money he raised for her. He learned about how you suffered a lot of torment in your school years, but finally made it to debuting helped you gain more confidence. He walked with you up to the door of your dorm. You looked under the mat to find the key your members promised to leave. You faced him again and said your final goodbyes before he spoke up, but tried to speak softly since all of your members were probably asleep. The walls at this complex were well known for being very thin.
“You remember that party CEO was talking about? Well, I was wondering, would you be my +1 for that? Maybe we could go together, get to know each other a little bit better or something…..” He was blushing again, not sure how you’d respond.
“Are you trying to ask me on a date?” You knew that he was, but you just wanted to hear him to say it. He nodded. You nodded back. He got so excited he picked up you in a big hug. He wiggled you back and forth in happiness. A little unexpected, but you were happy that you made him this excited.
“You’re kinda squeezing me. It’s hard to breathe.” You spurt out a little louder than you wanted to from lack of breath and he put you back down. He just stared into your eyes for a few seconds before you put the key in the lock. He said his final goodbyes as he walked away, assuring you he would come back to the room at some point tomorrow to see you. You nodded and said good bye to him too. He gave you a look back and walked down the stairs. After unlocking the door, you heard some shuffling inside, so you proceeded into the dorm with caution. You noticed all of your members sitting around on the floor, looking a little too casual. You decided to just ask
“Did you guys hear any of that?” The members nodded their heads. Your leader got up and wrapped her arm around you. She said she heard “enough to understand that you got a date.” Your other members ran up to you and rammed you with questions, but the main question was “Who was the guy?”
“Well who do you think?” your leader interrupted “The guy from the meeting. Why do you think he’s been stalking our room all the time? He does always leave after her solo is done” She just had to be a tad bitchy about it, but it did put you in a better mood, knowing that you weren’t the only one that noticed.
“Aww, and I thought it was because of me!” the visual said as she stomped her foot. Of course she thought that, but you were glad to prove her wrong.
“Well, sometimes you need more than just a pretty face” your leader retaliated. Every gasped and hollered, but your leader played it off as a joke and made everything calm again. She then told everyone to head on to bed for practice in a few hours. You felt a sudden urge to talk to your leader, so you tapped her on the shoulder. When she turned around, you immediately bowed down and thanked her. You looked back up to find her messing up your hair and said “You’re welcome” with the same devil grin from the meeting.
“I want more details on break tomorrow, if I can steal you from him, alright?” You nodded as you walked to your bedroom. You had a small corner by the window all to yourself in the dorm. You opened the window and stuck your head out to see your future date about to get in his car. You waved to see if he would see you. He noticed and waved back before he hopped in his car and drove off. Then you buried yourself in your bed for a few hours of sleep
A lot of steps took place that night, but it only takes one step to begin something new.
And you were glad you did
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