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▶️ 돼끼 GYM (DWAEKKI GYM) #1 & #2 | [SKZ-CODE] EP.29 & EP.30

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.2k

♡taglist: @g4m3girl , @smh-anon , @neohyxn , @stealanity

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[ xxx ] - editors' notes

♡ intro

Changbin tries to motivate the members to come in. Chichi is standing next to Hyunjin, making a little ponytail. „But can we not come at all?!" She exclaims laughing. [ members really want to go home! ]

Changbin hugs the members in greeting, then pre-checking the condition of their bodies. When he hugs Chichi, he pulls away surprised.

"What? Her grip is really strong! I hardly felt the difference between her and Bang Chan!”

Chichi smiles embarrassed, the editors add a cute teddy bear sound. [ Bang Chan Junior?! ]

It's time to measure members’ biceps. Changbin wraps the measure around Ichi's arm.

"What?"

"What?" The other members immediately stand by, interrupting the previous activities. Ichi looks surprised too.

"37cm."

Han and Felix sit down slowly. "How much?!"

"How is that even possible?!"

Chichi tilts her head like a listening puppy. "I exercise too!" [ the members never cease to surprise each other ]

Han doesn't believe it and for the rest of the measurement he stands with Chichi in the background comparing their shoulders, the girl continuing to giggle, covering her face.

♡ InBody Test

Changbin holds Chichi's results in hands.

"She really is made of muscles." Chan says, looking over Changbin's shoulder. Changbin nods.

"But there could be more body fat though."

"Then feed me better!" She exclaimed at once as a joke.

"I should start cooking for you then." Minho says and Felix nods.

„Me too.” [ CHICHI, the most spoiled fake maknae ]

♡ Flexibility Test

"Chichi gets banned from this at start!" Han exclaimed, pointing accusingly at her. "Who would win against past ballerina?!"

"Is it my fault?!" She called out in reply as she stood up and she and Han pretend to start a fight. Felix grabs her by the arms and pulls her away, laughing.

"It's Chichi who will be the judge then!" Changbin called. [ a worthy successor to coach dwaekki! ]

"But let her judge by doing the split anyway!" Said Minho, and Chichi gave him a terrified look. "Let her suffer with us!" [ one for all, all for one… ]

So, Chichi watched members’ matches all the while doing splits on the floor. Seungmin walked over to her and patted her head.

"Don't worry. You were always short anyway." [ dwaekki gym or chichi roast? ]

♡ Planks

Minho took several breaks during it, so he unofficially failed the task. Of course, he couldn't be alone in this. When Chichi was doing an exercise with Hyunjin, Minho sat on her and she fell to the floor in surprise, and she started to hit the floor as a sign that she was giving up. [ someone save this baby tiger... ] / [ "why is everyone bullying me today?!" ]

Fortunately, both were great at jumping rope, so further sabotage was unnecessary.

While Han is jumping (or trying to) on a rope, Chichi and Seungmin in the background are trying to get on one of the machines (which of course could not be physically climbed, but who will stop them?). During one of the close-ups of Jisung, a loud bang is heard in the background. In the next shot, Chichi and Seungmin are already sitting with the others, next to each other, holding back their laugh.

♡ Beginner or Advanced?

Chichi was placed in the Advanced group even though Minho, Hyunjin and Jeongin were in favor of putting her in the Beginner group. [ bullying Chichi continues… ]

♡ Beginner Level Training

As Seungmin, Changbin, and Felix do demonstrative squats, Chichi sits down with Hyunjin on one of the treadmills behind them.

"This is a better view than in a fruit shop!" She exclaimed in delight, Hyunjin laughs loudly and claps. [ what is she talking about? are butts like watermelons or melons? too many questions... ]

Chichi watches Minho and tries to do a squat, deliberately falling to the floor in the process.

"Coach, can you help me too?" She asks, pouting out her lower lip pleadingly.

"You don't need help!" Changbin called, gesticulating. "We all know you don't need help! You don't even belong to this group, get out!”

Chichi lowers her head pretending to be sad and leaves the room. [ failing to get attention from the coach ]

* EP.30 *

Han and Chichi dance tango in the background, doing a million unnecessary pirouettes. Changbin speaks about each member.

"Chichi."

Chichi immediately runs over and stands to attention, pretending that she wasn't fooling around earlier at all.

"Chichi exercises regularly, right?"

"Right."

"And she trained regularly in the past as well, right?"

"Right."

"That's why you should all follow her as example."

The editors used the teddy bear sound again as Chichi smiles sheepishly, puffing out her cheeks slightly. Han and Jeongin pretend to have a cough, in the intervals of which "nerd" and "teacher's pet" is heard.

♡ Bench Press

Chichi massages Jeongin in the background as soon as he finishes his barbell warm-up, then unfazed, she does hers. When after the warm-up it was time for real weights, Chichi lay down on the bench, pouting and puffing her cheeks slightly in thought.

"60kg? 60kg…”

"Too much?" Chan asked immediately.

"Not at all!" she laughed. [ don't underestimate the spirit of the tiger! ]

Changbin glances at Chan, then back at her.

"80kg?"

"Mhm. Let's make it 80kg."

So Chan adds weights and stands behind the bench where her head was to belay her while Changbin stood over her with his legs spread apart, with her lying on the bench between his legs. Chichi flushed her cheeks, laughing nervously.

"Yeah, I feel much safer now!"

Changbin lowered his head immediately, his blush and small cute smile were not visible on the camera.

♡ Deadlifting

"I do not like this." Chichi laughs lightly as she stands next to Jeongin and rubs her wrists. "It's a bit too boring for me."

After advices from Felix, it was her turn. She took the right position and moved her eyebrows significantly towards Chan, who immediately understood what was going on, with a smile. He added weights again and in this exercise Chichi also lifted 80kg. Changbin belayed her while standing behind her, but he looked away from time to time, pressing his lips into a thin line [ even coach dwaekki was speechless? but why? ]

♡ Squats

"I love squats." Chichi starts jumping in place like a rabbit. "That was my specialty!" She exclaims happily, the editors put a squeaking sound under her jumps [ advanced group seems a bit livelier! ]

Chichi walks over to the barbell and assumes the position, glancing behind her back at the other members. "What? Won't you cover my butt?!"

"No."

"No. There is no need." Han announced and along with Jeongin and Chan they sat down behind her to get a better view. [ Stray Perverts? ]

♡ Eating & Drinking

Changbin hands a shake to Seungmin and Chichi sitting next to him. After unwrapping her gym gifts, she and Han play volleyball in the background with a massage ball [ some kids have short attention spans... ]

"My New Year goal?" Chichi thinks for a moment. “I would love to get back into doing barbell squats. I forgot how much joy it gives me. I focused on other exercises and neglected them a bit. I would like to go back to them and beat my previous record of 95 kg.”

"I'll help you." Changbin replied as soon as Chichi finished speaking.

Chichi covers her face with her hair immedietely [ coach dwaekki, always ready to help! ]

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hyunjinslittlestar · 6 months

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six: THE HOTTER GUY

“…stop staring and go do something more productive.”

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AFTER RINGING THE doorbell for the second time, a buoyant Chan opens the rounded wooden door, red cup in hand. “Ladies,” he grins as he opens the door wider. “Come on in,” he gestures as he gives them a slight bow.

“Hi Chan,” Kiyomi ruffles his hair as she steps inside.

“Oi, not the hair,” Chan glares as he fixes the messed up strands.

Emiko follows closely behind as she offers him a shy smile, one that Chan secretly returns. The mess of curls atop his head suddenly forgotten.

“Chan, where did you put the—why hello there,” Han smirks as he leans against the kitchen door frame, his eyes landing on Kiyomi. “H-.” Kiyomi clears her throat. Two could play at this game. “Hey Han,” she confidently states.

An amused glint flickers in his eyes as he looks over her shoulder, “Who’s this?”

“Emiko, my roommate.” Kiyomi peers behind her, “Emi this is–.”

“The cute guy,” Han says, reaching out his hand as he flashes Kiyomi a teasing grin. She was never gonna live this down was she?

Emiko laughs, taking his hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Han, why are you blocking the doorway?” Chan emerges from behind them.

Han, refusing to lose his cool, nods his head up at Chan. “Where’s the soju?”

“I thought you couldn’t hold your alco—,” Chan’s sentence is cut short as Han throws him a glare. Kiyomi bites back a laugh. An amused smile tugs at Chan’s lips as he says, “It’s in the fridge beneath the counter. You’d have known if you weren’t messing around with Hyun—.”

“Thanks 형(hyung),” Han waves him off as he walks away towards the fridge.

Chan lets out a sigh. “Help yourselves,” he gestures. “There’s snacks on the table and drinks in the mini fridge. Later on if everyone is still hungry, we can order something for dinner.”

Kiyomi and Emiko nod as they head over to grab some snacks. Picking up a plastic plate, Kiyomi debates between the 떡볶이(tteokbokki) and mochi displayed neatly on the separate platters in front of her.

“떡볶이(tteokbokki),” Emiko whispers over Kiyomi’s shoulder.

Startled, Kiyomi slowly turns around. Her eyebrows furrow as she looks at Emiko skeptically. “How did you know?”

“Your face says it all,” she laughs, poking Kiyomi’s cheeks.

“I’m not that easy to read,” Kiyomi huffs before her eyes slowly meet Emiko’s. “Am I?”

“It’s cute,” Emiko beams. “Besides, I know how indecisive you usually are. I’m just saving you some time,” she winks as she picks up a plate and adds a mix of mochi and 떡볶이 (tteokbokki) to it.

“I’m not always the indecisive one,” Kiyomi crosses her arms as she feigns offense.

Putting one of her hands up in defense, Emiko chuckles as she says, “hey hey, I’m not picking a fight. I was just trying to help out. I’m gonna head to the kitchen and grab a drink. Do you want anything?”

Kiyomi shakes her head. “I think I’m good for now. I’ll let you know if I change my mind.”

“Okay, I’ll be back in a little, “ she smiles.

“Thanks,” Kiyomi waves her off as she redirects her attention to the food in front of her. Just as Kiyomi was about to re-debate her decision for snacks, she hears a familiar voice behind her. “Excuse me, coming through. Careful Seungmin, it's ho–yah stop trying to steal some before I’ve even set it down.”

“고마워 형 (thanks hyung),” Seungmin says in between mouthfuls.

The #1 pain in Kiyomi’s ass and the only reason why Chan knew more about her love interests then he should sighs as he brings out a pot of ramen. He carefully places it on a wooden trivet in the middle of the table.

“I thought Chan said we were snacking, not having dinner,” Kiyomi eyes the pot as she gives in to Emiko’s advice and places a few 떡볶이(tteokbokki) onto her plate.

“Well hello to you too,” LeeKnow says as he wipes his hands on the apron tied tightly around his waist. World’s Best Mom was written in fine print across the cloth. “It was supposed to be just snacks but since the 돼끼(dwaekki)–.”

“Yah!” a loud voice booms from across the room, from no other than Changbin. “I heard that 형(hyung).”

Unfazed, LeeKnow ignores him, continuing on, “hasn’t eaten all day, these snacks won’t be enough.” He sighs, “I swear, all I do is slave around in this kitchen cooking for these idiots just for them to finish the platter within minutes.”

“Deep down, you love it,” Kiyomi says as she watches Han and Changbin scurry to the pot, filling their bowls to the brim. “Welp, it looks like you’ve got your work cut out for you…엄마 (eomma).” LeeKnow looks down at his apron before casting a glare her way. His attention is quickly diverted, however, when he catches Han go in for another scoop of ramen.

“Yah!” LeeKnow slaps his arm as Changbin quickly steals some chopsticks. “Leave some for the rest of us.” The two laugh as they scurry away back to the living room.

A warm hearted smile tugs at Kiyomi’s lips as she watches them. Though it instantly disappears when her eyes land on LeeKnow, a look of disgust evident on his face. “Was that–,” he looks over at Changbin and Han happily slurping away at their noodles by the coffee table. “You find them endearing don’t you?”

“What?” Kiyomi’s eyebrows furrow. “No, I don’t.”

LeeKnow rolls his eyes. “Kiyomi,” he sighs. “You’re such an open book.” Picking up the oven mitts he’d brought over, LeeKnow starts heading back towards the kitchen.

“I am not!” Kiyomi retorts, causing LeeKnow to chuckle. “Why does everyone keep saying that?” she mumbles as she picks up a pair of chopsticks.

“Then stop staring and go do something more productive.”

“I wasn’t staring,” Kiyomi huffs, casting LeeKnow a death glare.

“Not like it’s the first time,” LeeKnow smirks as he catches Kiyomi’s mouth drop open. His head tilts back in laughter as she flips him off. “Not funny,” she glares.

“It’s hilarious,” he snickers, a shit-eating grin on his lips as he gets back to work in the kitchen. Kiyomi stands there speechless. Thinking of ways to get back at LeeKnow, her eyes come across another familiar face. She watches him try to find the perfect spot to place his box of freshly baked brownies. Shaking his brown hair from his eyes, they wander about the table until they find Kiyomi’s. A wide smile spreads across his freckled face.

“Kiyomi!” he chirps, placing the brownies down as he engulfs her into a hug.

“Felix! How are you?” Kiyomi smiles as she tightly hugs him back, doing her best to not spill the 떡볶이(tteokbokki) onto the both of them.

“I’ve been good,” he smiles, “preparing for my upcoming performance. Are you still dancing?”

“No,” Kiyomi pouts. “I wanted to take a choreography class this semester, but I couldn’t find one that worked with my schedule. I guess I’ll just have to practice in the studio by myself ‘till I can find something.”

“You should dance with Hyunjin 형 (hyung) and I,” Felix’s eyes light up.

There it was. The same name everyone seemed to be mentioning lately. “Are you guys both dance majors?”

Felix nods enthusiastically. “It’d be so much fun!”

“I don’t know,” Kiyomi hesitates.

“We could learn Tik-Tok dances in my free time and it’d be a great excuse to hang out more,” he playfully nudges her arm.

Kiyomi wasn’t a professional like Felix. Dancing was just something she did to unwind. It made her happy and was something she wanted to keep improving. She didn’t know if she could handle being in a room with real dancers who actually wanted to pursue a career in it. What if she made a fool out of herself? Felix might be understanding but this Hyunjin dude, she had no idea how he’d react. “I’m not a dance major though. I feel like I’d just be in the way,” Kiyomi says, avoiding Felix’s eyes.

“You won’t.”

When Kiyomi still doesn’t look convinced, he reaches out his pinky. “I promise.”

Kiyomi stares at it. Insecurity wise, everything about this seemed like a bad idea. But then again, it was Felix and he was a really good dancer. If she wanted to improve, as scary as it might be, maybe getting tips from him and learning from a true dancer could be really beneficial.

“Okay,” Kiyomi’s voice is barely above a whisper as she interlocks their pinkies, finalizing their deal with a stamp of their thumbs.

“I’ll text you a day and time and we can plan from there. I’ll talk to Hyunjin too but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. I promise he’s really nice and meeting someone else who loves to dance would make him really happy.”

Kiyomi nods. “Okay,” she smiles. Looking down at the box of brownies, she points, “by the way, are those your famous brownies I’m always hear–.”

As if on cue, a scurry of footsteps approaches from behind them. An arm drapes around Felix’s shoulder, as a serious Jeong-in subtly side-glances at Felix. It felt like the two were in the midst of a poorly covered up drug trade. “Did you bring them?” he whispers.

Felix laughs, unable to maintain the serious mafia-like facade Jeong-in was currently impersonating. “Yup, right over here.” He hands him the box.

“형(hyung)!” Jeongin cheers, his eyes forming into little crescents as he gives him a thumbs up. He quickly opens it and takes one out. Mid bite into his brownie, his eyes widen. “Kiyomi?” Jeongin looks back and forth between Felix and Kiyomi. “I didn’t know you were here too!” he says as he gives her a tight hug.

Before Kiyomi’s plate has a chance to slip from her fingers, Felix gently takes it from her and safely puts it on the table. “It’s so nice to see you too, Jeongin!” Kiyomi smiles.

Jeongin’s smile beams from ear to ear as he pulls back from the hug and takes a quick look at Kiyomi’s face. “I’d love to stay and talk more but I promised Seungmin 형(hyung) I’d get him a brownie and he’s gonna kill me if I take too long.”

Kiyomi smiles understandingly.

“We should catch up soon though,” he adds before bidding Felix farewell with a pat on the shoulder. Kiyomi nods. “I’d like that!” And just like that Jeongin had vanished, making a very hungry Seungmin very happy.

“Sorry about that,” Felix scratches the nape of his neck. “What were you saying?”

“Oh, it wasn’t anything important. I was just wondering if those were your famous brownies I keep hearing about.”

“Oh these?” Felix points to the box. “There’s nothing much to them.” A fond smile spreads across his lips, as his eyes crinkle. “But the guys seem to love them around here.”

To prove his point, LeeKnow’s voice re-emerges from across the room as he shouts, “Hey hey brownie boy, brownie boy!”

“응 (yes), I’ll be right there 형(hyung)!” Felix yells back as he playfully rolls his eyes. Picking up the box of brownies, he smiles at Kiyomi. “Well I better go, but we can catch up again later.”

Kiyomi nods. “Be careful!” she lowers her voice, “he’s a little grumpy.”

“Yah! I heard that!” LeeKnow yells from the kitchen, causing Felix and Kiyomi to burst into laughter.

Picking up her plate of food, Kiyomi looks around the room for Emiko only to find her leaning against the kitchen island, very intrigued in Chan’s story. The two had their heads tilted back in laughter, clearly enjoying each other’s company. Kiyomi subtly observes her two best friends as she eats a piece of 떡볶이(tteokbokki). The way they were looking at each other…something felt different. She had never seen Chan look at someone the way he was looking at Emiko. Emiko shared a similar bright, warmth in her gaze as she listened to Chan tell her what seemed like a story.

Making a mental note to question Emiko about it later, Kiyomi decides to explore the room next door. Supposedly, it had the brand new TV Chan had bought for the boys last Christmas and it was where they’d be having their movie night. As Kiyomi walks through the short hallway leading up to the room, her eyes glance at the various group photos hung about the wall. It was the same 8 boys grinning from ear to ear. Walking further down the hall, it felt as if Kiyomi was watching a movie reel of their lives.

The boys in the pictures slowly growing older as their features matured and they individually hit their growth spurts. Reaching the end of the hallway, Kiyomi’s eyes land on a picture of the boys at the beach. They looked so happy, as if they didn’t have a care in the world. The way their arms were wrapped around each other, pulled into a hug or headlock, Kiyomi could tell just how much they loved each other. Before she could ponder any further, her thoughts are interrupted by the distant sound of bickering voices in the room connecting at the end of the hallway.

“We should watch this movie!” she heard Han shout excitedly. “I’ve been wanting to see this one for a while.”

“No, that’s too scary. You know I don’t do scary movies,” responded an unfamiliar voice.

Kiyomi hears a loud huff. “I don’t wanna watch one of your lovey dubey rom-coms though.”

“Yah!” A small slap. “That’s not all I watch!”

“Yah 자기야 (baby)! Don’t hit me!” Han feigns pain.

“You like them too so don’t pretend like you don’t!” A soft mumble follows afterward. “Besides, they’re not that bad.”

Ignoring said comment, Han persists. “What about this one?”

“No, let me try and look.”

“No,” Han says.

“Han let me–.”

“No, yah! Don’t grab!”

Kiyomi comes face to face with two young men sat on the couch, tugging the remote control between them. When the unfamiliar boy catches sight of Kiyomi’s figure awkwardly standing by the doorframe watching them, he immediately lets go of the remote. Confused, Han turns around. “Kiyomi?” Han tilts his head.

Kiyomi’s jaw slightly drops open as a flicker of recognition settles into her memory when her eyes land sight on the guy beside Han. The man being no other than the mesmerizing dancer she’d seen in the studio a few days ago. “S-sorry I didn’t mean to intrude,” Kiyomi shifts her weight, unsure of what to do with herself. Should she leave?

Noticing the painfully obvious way Kiyomi kept gawking at his friend, a smirk instantly tugs at Han’s lips as he looks back and forth between Kiyomi and the stranger. “Have you two met?” he points between them.

The stranger shakes his head, his ears slightly red from being caught acting so childishly. “I don’t think we have.”

Recollecting her composure, Kiyomi nods, softly adding, “yeah, we haven’t.” She was completely starstruck and Han wasn’t going to let such a great opportunity pass.

Han dramatically sighs, “Where are my manners? Kiyomi this is Hyunjin,” an adorable smile graces Hyunjin’s lips as he waves at her. “He’s,” Han looks directly into her eyes. “The hotter guy,” he finishes, enjoying the flush of red slowly coating her cheeks.

“Yah!” Hyunjin shoves Han's arm, causing him to tilt his head back in laughter as he topples over on the couch. “This is too good,” Han wipes the imaginary tears from his eyes as he sits up.

“자기야 (baby),” LeeKnow yells from the living room.

“응 (yes)?” Han responds.

Mindlessly picking up the remote, Han scrolls through the movies as if he hadn’t just put Kiyomi and Hyunjin in the most awkward situation.

“If you don’t hurry up, there aren’t going to be any brownies left!”

Han jolts from his seat, carelessly dropping the remote onto the floor as he runs out of the room. He makes sure to give Kiyomi a sly wink as he passes by her. A smile tugs on Kiyomi’s lips as she rolls her eyes.

“Yah, 형(hyung)! Why didn’t you guys tell me Felix’s brownies were here?!” Han’s voice echoes about the hall as he gets further away.

Hyunjin and Kiyomi make awkward eye contact as Hyunjin releases a nervous chuckle. Scratching the nape of his neck, he says, “Sorry about that. Han sometimes,” his voice trails off.

“It’s okay. I feel like I should be the one apologizing. Han’s dragged you into our inside joke.”

Hyunjin skeptically raises an eyebrow, intrigued.

“Trust me, it’s not that interesting,” Kiyomi quickly brushes it away. Hyunjin nods, deciding it was best not to pry.

“Why don’t we try this again,” he stands up, placing the remote on the coffee table before coming over to Kiyomi. “Hyunjin,” he reaches out his hand.

“Kiyomi,” she mirrors, noticing how perfectly his large hand engulfs hers. As she looks back up into his eyes, she feels her breath catch in her throat. The warmth reflected in his eyes as he looks down at her was enough to make her melt right then and there into the carpet. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the dark brown in his irises, her eyes slowly tracing the mole underneath his left eye.

Hyunjin clears his throat; an amused glint in his eyes. Fuck. She’d been caught staring. Again. “So, how do you know Chan?” he inquires.

Kiyomi was grateful for the change in topic as she tried to shake off her nerves. What was wrong with her?

“We met accidentally at the university orientation music festival. Since then, Chan’s been one of my best friends. What about you?” she says as she finds her eyes subtly begin to trail down his features again, observing his cute nose, before landing on his lips. They looked so soft and such a gentle shade of red. If Hyunjin noticed, he didn’t say anything.

“Wait, you go to SUPA too?” His eyes widened. “How come I’ve never seen you around before?”

That’s what I’d like to know, Kiyomi thinks. But then again, someone as handsome as him who radiated such natural confidence would only bring pain to Kiyomi’s sensitive, insecure heart. “I’m in the music program. My focus is vocal performance.”

“Oh, so you sing?” a teasing grin spreads across Hyunjin’s lips. “Will I get the honor of hearing you sing anytime soon?”

“Maybe,” Kiyomi nervously chuckles, not expecting Hyunjin to be so easygoing with someone he’d just met. “What about you, what program are you in?” she asks, as she tries to stop the burning sensation in her cheeks.

“I’m actually in the same performing arts program as Chan. That’s where we met. We got put in the same trainee group my freshman year after auditions,” he smiles, a sense of pride in his voice.

Chan was going to get an earful later for not informing her that this handsome man was his friend. “Trainee group?”

“Yeah. It’s to prepare students to become an idol.”

An idol. Kiyomi had heard of the idol life before. She had so many mixed feelings about it. Even she’d considered the possibility of it. If he was pursuing a career as an idol, then he must be really serious about it.

“Congratulations! Do you have a group name yet?

“District 8,” Hyunjin beams.

“District 8,” Kiyomi softly repeats. “I like it,” she smiles.

“Me too.”

Before Kiyomi could ask Hyunjin any more questions, everyone starts to trickle into the room with Chan leading the pack.

“Are you guys ready to watch the movie?” Chan asks the two excitedly as he makes his way over to the couch.

“What are we watching?” Hyunjin asks.

“Us,” LeeKnow says flatly, as if the movie they’d chosen was as boring and uneventful as the National Geographic channel. Although Han would strongly argue otherwise; a devout watcher of the show.

“What?” Kiyomi and Hyunjin say in unison, the color draining from their faces.

“You heard him,” Han says smugly as his arm drapes around LeeKnow’s shoulder.

“Emi, you’re okay with this?” Kiyomi asks, shocked.

Emiko just shrugs. “I’ve never seen it and Han said it was something he’d been wanting to see for a while.”

“But,” Kiyomi tries to argue. “You don’t even like horror!”

“Yeah, but I’m down to try something new,” Emiko says as she subtly glances over at Chan. He was sitting on the couch with Seungmin and Jeongin caught up in their own conversations as they set up the movie. There was definitely something going on.

“It’s okay, the scaredy cats can sit together while the rest of us enjoy,” LeeKnow says as he starts walking away, Han trailing behind.

“형 (hyung)–,” Hyunjin starts as Kiyomi pleads to Emiko with her eyes.

“Come on Kiki, it’ll be a little adrenaline rush,” she links their arms together as she pulls Kiyomi to the couch.

“Yeah, one that’ll last for months and keep me up at night when I should be getting my beauty sleep,” Kiyomi grumbles.

“It’s not like you sleep anyway. It’ll be fine,” Emiko retorts.

“Hey, that’s not the point,” Kiyomi pouts.

Kiyomi overhears Hyunjin softly chuckle behind her. When she looks back at him, his eyes are already on hers and she can’t stop the warmth that fills her fluttering heart.

After Changbin had come up with a million excuses as to why his duty as Felix’s 형(hyung) naturally implied that they should sit together so that he could protect him, Changbin sat happily next to Felix. Felix, who was more than happy to comply, grabbed a bunch of blankets for the both of them, cuddling up underneath them. Han and LeeKnow made sure to remind everyone how much they’d been wanting to watch the movie since forever ago so they had every right to sit by each other. But really, everyone secretly knew it was just because they wanted to sit together. Seungmin and Jeongin, who could care less about where they sat, decided to sit wherever, which so happened to be the same couch LeeKnow and Han had claimed. As for the rest of the quartet, they were sentenced to the third couch (all because LeeKnow had insisted that the scaredy cats stick together for the so-called safety of the other movie watchers).

Although Kiyomi would have preferred to sit by Emiko, due to a last minute snack grab, she was now left on the far end of the quartet couch beside none other than Hyunjin. Chan flashed Kiyomi a reassuring smile as she made her way over to the end. “Are you excited Kiki?” he teases, a gleam in his eyes.

“Very funny Chan.” Kiyomi gives him a death glare as she plops down beside Hyunjin, very aware of the little space between them. “I thought you two hated horror movies, how dare you betray me like that.” She crosses her arms.

“I do,” Chan states matter of factly.

Kiyomi whips her head around to look at him. “Wha–then, why?”

“I thought it might be fun to give it a try,” he shrugs, playing with the rings on his fingers. Try her ass. Chan would never–. Kiyomi freezes as realization sinks in. Giving Emiko a skeptical look, her suspicions are confirmed when Emiko avoids Kiyomi’s gaze, adjusting her position on the couch. Chan, noticing the exchanged look between the two, directs his attention towards Emiko as he catches the rosy, blush coloring her cheeks. A warm smile tugs at his lips as he subtly scoots closer to her.

Kiyomi’s eyes widen. How long had this been happening? Trying to conceal her surprise, she dramatically sighs. “I don’t understand you guys,” she sinks back into the couch, eyebrows furrowed as she watches LeeKnow grab the remote to start. Her mind now preoccupied as she tried to piece together the start of Emiko’s clear crush on Chan. She couldn’t believe she’d become the third wheel of her best friends’ hangout. Or would she technically be considered the fourth wheel? Hyunin had also been dragged into this whether he was aware or not. However, her speculations are slowly forgotten when Hyunjin begins to speak.

“I’m with Kiyomi, I don’t understand you either 형 (hyung),” he chuckles. Kiyomi’s body goes still at the sound of her name leaving his lips. She shifts in her seat as she tries to calm the sudden pounding in her heart. She had just met him, why was he having such an effect on her? Hyunjin continues, his eyes disappearing into little crescents, as he tries not to laugh. “You barely survived the haunted house we went to last Halloween, you really think you’ll survive this?”

“Yah! We don’t talk about that!” Chan side-tackles him as Hyunjin bursts out laughing. “Besides, it’s different cuz this is a movie,” Chan drawls.

“That was hilarious,” LeeKnow comments, laughing.

“No, it was terrible,” Changbin shakes his head, recalling the painful memory. “As his partner, I had to drag him around. He was so scared that it took us forever to get the missing puzzle piece from the science lab.”

“사랑해 (I love you),” Chan replies in a cutesy voice as he smiles at Changbin.

“사랑해 (I love you),” Changbin mocks back.

“Okay everyone quiet down, we’re starting!” Han says, shushing everyone as he goes to turn off the lights.

“Wait wait wait, we’re watching this in the dark?” Kiyomi panics.

“Uh yeah.” Han quirks his eyebrow, amused at Kiyomi’s reaction. “Who watches horror movies with the lights on? That’s just lame,” he says, flicking the switch.

Kiyomi tenses as she looks over the couch’s armchair to make sure nothing would pop out at her.

“Are you okay?” Hyunjin softly asks her, concern laced in his voice.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Kiyomi reassures him. She refused to embarrass herself, even if the thought of watching Us in the dark only slightly terrified her. Hyunjin looks at her unconvinced, as he watches Kiyomi slowly sink deeper into the couch.

“Here, take this,” Hyunjin hands her his blanket and gently lays it across her lap.

“No, I can’t take this. Then you won’t have anything to keep you warm.”

Hyunjin shakes his head. “I’m fine. I have my hoodie,” he points.

Kiyomi hesitantly holds the blanket, her eyes wavering back and forth between Hyunjin and the blanket.

“Promise,” Hyunjin reassures her as she finally gives in.

“Shhh, could you guys be any louder?” Han snaps.

“Tsk,” Hyunjin shakes his head at him.

“Thank you,” Kiyomi whispers, pulling the blanket up to her shoulders.

Hyunjin nods as he leans back into the couch.

Multiple jump scares later of Kiyomi hiding every so often under the blanket, Hyunjin flinching then embarrassedly pretending like it didn’t happen, Chan talking quietly to himself with LeeKnow occasionally telling him to shut up, and Emiko turning as white as a ghost, they were sat around the living room eating a late night dinner.

“I can’t believe the movie just ended like that,” Hyunjin shudders as he eats a piece of bulgogi from the grill.

“I rather like that it’s left for interpretation,” adds LeeKnow, as he grabs the kimchi from Seungmin.

“I have so many questions,” Han thinks aloud as his brows furrowed together. “How did I not put the two together and realize that the little girl wasn’t the same one as before?”

“I think that’s the point 형(hyung). You know, like a plot twist?” Jeongin teases.

“That movie was way creepier than I was expecting. I’m so glad we don’t have doppelgangers living underground who are plotting to murder us,” Emiko peeks over her shoulder before shaking her head.

“I mean technically it wasn’t the doppelgangers who planned the uprising, it was the real person,” LeeKnow interjects. “She wanted her life back. She wanted,” he looks around at everyone, finishing with a dramatic, “revenge.”

“Can we talk about something maybe a bit happier and not about disturbing uprisings and creepy people with scissors,” Chan says, pulling his legs closer to his chest as he waits for his pork belly to finish cooking.

“Agreed,” said Seungmin as he flips the meat around. “I’d much rather talk about something other than Us, since that’s all we’ve watched for the past two hours.”

Changbin snickers. “You sounded so excited about it a few hours ago, 형(hyung). What changed?” he smirks.

Chan throws him a glare as he shifts onto his knees to collect his meat with his chopsticks. “Hyunjin’s performance is coming up!” Felix smiles, more than happy to change the topic.

“Oh yeah! It’s next Saturday right?” Chan asks, glancing over at Hyunjin.

Hyunjin nods. “Thanks for passing out the flyers Han.”

Han winks at him as he throws him a finger heart. Hyunjin laughs as he throws one back, which Han happily catches. Playfully rolling his eyes, Hyunjin looks around the table. “Are you guys coming?”

“I wouldn’t miss my best friend dancing for the world,” Felix smiles as he finishes making a lettuce wrap. Turning, he offers it to Hyunjin. Hyunjin happily obliges as he opens his mouth, doing a little dance with his arms as he relishes in the taste of the wrap. Felix chuckles, satisfied.

“I mean, you also can’t miss it because you’re performing too,” Leeknow states matter-of-factly before dodging a chopstick flung his way.

“Yah! Is this how you treat your elders?” LeeKnow fires back, causing Felix and Han to erupt into laughter.

“Of course we’re coming! Han even gave Kiyomi an invitation a few days ago before our class,” Chan adds as Hyunjin redirects his attention towards her.

Kiyomi looks up, surprised. Cheeks full of rice and bulgogi, a tint of red flushes her face as she embarrassedly nods. Hyunjin’s eyes light up as he smiles at her endearingly.

“Emi, you should come too!” Chan chirps and it’s not until Hyunjin’s attention draws away from Kiyomi that she realizes she was holding her breath.

“Really? Is that okay?”

“Of course!” Hyunjin smiles. “The more the merrier.”

“Are you doing the group dance and the solo or just your choreo?” asks LeeKnow.

“Both.”

“Really?” Felix exclaims, eyes wide. “You're performing the piece you choreographed?”

He was a dancer and a choreographer? Kiyomi suddenly felt a little subconscious over the fact that she had just sat next to such a cool person for the past two hours. Her life accomplishments suddenly felt small compared to his. On top of that, she’d agreed to possibly join Felix’s and Hyunjin’s dance sessions. She mentally slapped herself in the face as she realized the mess she’d gotten herself into.

Hyunjin nods. “I’m nervous but really excited for it.”

“You’re gonna do great,” LeeKnow states as he takes the tongs from Seungmin and flips the meat. Seungmin sits happily beside LeeKnow, stuffing his face as he takes a much needed break from grill duty. “I know how hard you’ve practiced and perfected the dance.” LeeKnow looks up at Hyunjin, a warmth in his gaze. “I think people are really gonna like it.”

There’s a sense of admiration in Hyunjin’s eyes as LeeKnow says those words. “Thanks 형 (hyung).”

“Oooohhhh LeeKnow,” Chan says, leaning over to pinch his cheeks. “When did you become so sweet?”

LeeKnow glares at Chan as he starts to aggressively flip the new piece of pork. “If you don’t get your hands off of me, the meat won’t be the only thing that’s going to burn,” he threatens as Chan bursts into laughter. Kiyomi looks back and forth between the three of them, a smile creeping onto her face. If Hyunjin danced anything like what she had seen in the studio that day, then this performance was worth attending. Saturday couldn’t come soon enough.

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