A/N – One more chapter for the night and then I’m done. Just to give you guys a further taste of the story.

Also, if any of you think the story sounds familiar it might be because the SeunghoxDara relationship was inspired by JaedaeloBanghimup’s brilliant story ‘Behind his back’. If you haven’t read it yet, you’re seriously missing out on life. Even if you don’t like , I guarantee the fantastic writing style and dramatic story plot will win you over. Thanks to that story, I’m now a shipper of the two. Prior to writing, I wasn't sure who to pair Dara with but that story told me who she's perfect for.  However, the rest of the story and the drama is totally the fault of my own over-active mind.

The next few chapters will embellish on Seungho and Dara’s blossoming relationship. The real Cheundoongie action starts around chapter 5. So wait for it!!! And for now, enjoy and review!!!

Chapter 2 – Love sparks like fireworks

Seungho POV

It started back in our trainee days; the day of our debut to be exact.

15 days earlier, Cheondoong had joined our group and we had all been nervous. Us particularly because we had no idea how good he was. Sure Jihoonie-hyung had handpicked him, but he hadn’t had any practice with our ‘oh yeah’ choreography or the singing and his rap sounded below average. I had my doubts.

But one night, when I woke up to get a drink of water, I stumble past the practice room to find him dancing right throughout the night. The next morning, he had practiced with exactly the same energy and not even batted an eyelid. If I hadn’t seen him that night, I would have never realized how hardworking he was until much later into our career. He earned my respect that night.

And it was his respect that I worried the most when I first saw his noona. She had come to his debut with a beautiful smile on her tiny face and given him a hug. The moment I saw her, my heart raced just as it did when I performed a flip.

What was that thump? I thought as my heart performed its own flip. No impossible. There was no way I liked Cheondoong’s sister. No way.

I looked up at her again. This time she looked at me, casting her gaze at her little brother’s band members. She stared straight into my eyes and I felt like electricity ran through my veins.

Any moment now, I was so sure Cheondoong would hear my heart and beat me black and blue. He had already demonstrated his protectiveness over her with his arm wrapped around Dara-noona and how he shooed Joon and Mir away. G.O chuckled in the corner, nudging me with one elbow.

I gave a half-hearted chuckle, mouth dry. G.O stared at me but quickly went back to the conversation surrounding Dara.

“Don’t worry about Cheondoong.” G.O reassured Dara. “He’s our second maknae next to Mir and all the more mischievous.”

Everyone laughed as Cheondoong pouted. It was true. Only 15 days in and he had already pranked the entire group at least twice. But my laugh was lukewarm, not really into the conversation and more into the way Dara’s lips moved.

What the hell was wrong with me? I thought, quickly drinking from a bottle of water to wet my dry mouth.

Then there was the call: five minutes to stage time. We were all miked, all prepared and all nervous. But I was nervous for exactly the wrong reasons.

Dara shook everyone’s hands and then gave Cheondoong one last hug before she left to go watch from the backstage screen. As she walked over to shake my hand, I wiped it furiously on a towel and hoped she didn’t feel my sweaty palms.

Her touch burned my hands, the sensation akin to holding a live flame. I gasped and in a breath as she walked away.

“Stage time.” Called the backstage crew. We all walked forwards, hearts beating.

But mine was beating for a completely different reason. I tried to push aside those feelings and concentrate on our debut stage. But throughout the performance which went spectacularly, I was still thinking one thing.

What were these…sparks I was feeling?

Dara POV

The first time I saw him was at my little brother’s debut. Cheondoongie was wearing a cute little shirt with one side in half shreds.

“Showing off your body already?” I joked. Cheondoong pouted, giving me that cute face of his and I pinched his cheeks.

I casted my eyes over the other members, making sure they were friendly with Cheondoong and not going to bully him for being the 15 day old member.

G.O seemed fun, a little mature with his facial hair but watched over Cheondoong well. Joon played around, giving everyone cute expressions. He had a little aegyo battle with Cheondoong which left everyone laughing. Cheondoong won with his puppy dog eyes. Mir just jumped up and down energetically giving Cheondoong high-fives. However, it was the leader who drew my gaze.

He was staring at me too, with dark soul-searing eyes and full lips I yearned to touch. He offered me a hesitant smile and my heart stopped. Literally. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak. Cheondoong shook my shoulder, worried about why I had just frozen stock-still and I offered him a small smile. But I couldn’t look away from the leader for too long.

“Cheondoong.” I said awkwardly, wetting my dry lips.

“Yes noona?” he asked, hugging me close.

“What’s your leader’s name?” I asked, hoping for an innocent voice. I think it came out rather stiff.

“Seungho-hyung.” He said quickly. I smiled at his curious expression. “Why?”

“Oh, I just forgot his name. That’s all.” I reassured him.

After that, there was no way I ever forgot his name again.

Not after the sparks that flew.

A/N – Hmmmm, hmmm, sparks are good~ Let’s let them burn brighter with some fun reviews!