Namju (a female version of Namjoon) is stuck in their reality. Hopefully she doesn't reveal all of Namjoon's secrets.
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This is a fluff story. There MIGHT be romance. Read to find out.
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"Finally! A break" Yoonji complains to us as she collapses to the floor, immediately closing her eyes.
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We've been practicing our new choreography for our new song 'Butter' and I'm so glad it's easier than the usual. But my timing is always off.
Rather, my timing is perfect but my feet-not so much.
Hyseong continues to perfect the choreography while we crash. We were all dripping in sweat. I am so glad the days of no-air-con are behind us.
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"Man!" I sigh out, huffing, pulling off my drenched shirt so that I can comfortably melt into the cool floor. It was only the seven of us and they were used to me being shirtless.
"I wish I had muscles like yours" Jungmei dreamily sighs, blatantly staring at me.
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They are way too comfortable.
"You'll get there" I offer her a smile, lifting my head to look at her.
I was definitely the biggest of the group. I love to workout.
"Don't you think this song is a bit too pop-ish? Would ARMY like it?" Jimin asks.
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