ON CUE | HYUNHO ⚘

fourteen.

play the way i loved you by taylor swift rn (jk) (kinda)

⚘ Own me. ⚘

"Do you actually like me?" I ask, whispering.

I wait for anything, a sign. But nothing comes back. I sigh, sitting up on the couch.

I'm waiting for Seungmin. He asked me to practice with him, for our middle part. He approached me yesterday when we were leaving and asked, all shy and flustered.

I like Seungmin. A lot. But I'm staring to worry that friendly feeling isn't returned. I think it's a little more to him. I'm not stupid, I know there's a possibility he likes me. I'm hoping today will confirm or deny it.

What will I even do if he likes me?

I sigh.

I wait a few more minutes before he actually shows up. He steps inside the room in sweats, grey bottoms and a black zip up. He smiles when he sees me, looking a little guilty.

"Please tell me you weren't waiting for long." He says, setting his bag down on the floor.

I chuckle. "I came really early, so..." I shrug.

He frowns. "I'm so sorry. I didn't think you'd show up so early, I would have came—" he starts blabbering, so I stop him.

"No, it's okay." I wave my hands. "Really it's okay."

"I'm still sorry." He says, softly.

"It's nothing. We should just start practicing right away." I say, walking over to the counter where the sound system is.

"Wait, no–" he says. "Let's stretch first... right?" He tilts his head.

I furrow my brows. I don't ever stretch in the studio when I practice. I always make sure to stretch before coming into the dance room, since Minho never waits for me.
Wait.. why am I thinking about Minho?

"Yeah." I say, nodding. "Right."

He looks a little confused, but he just shakes it off. He waits for me to walk over to him, and when I do he smiles. He starts to do all these stretches, and I just follow along. I stumble when I try to lift my leg.

"Oh– shit." I mumble, as I fall down on my ass.

Seungmin laughs at me. His silly laugh fills the whole room, lightening the mood. I look up at him, his smile. It makes me smile. Practice is never like this for me... filled with laughter. I keep smiling at him.

"Oh god." He says through his giggles. "Are you okay?"

I chuckle too. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say.

When he sees me starting to stand up, he reaches his hand out. It surprises me a little bit, making me pause for a second before I take it. I like how caring he is. Even though he laughed, he still tries to help me.

Minho crosses my mind again. He never did that.

I sigh.

Seungmin turns his head to me. He furrows his brows. "What's wrong?" He asks, carefully. "Are you sure you're okay?" He says, taking a step closer.

I freeze when he steps closer. I tense up, staying still. He doesn't notice, instead he waits for an answer as he looks at me expectantly. I snap out of it. "Oh yeah, No— I'm fine." I say.

"Oh..Kay." He says, turning away.

Fuck.

What is going on? What am I doing?

Why do I feel so... out of place?

Snap out of it.

I clear my throat, gaining his attention. "So where should we start?"