Genre: fluff Requester: melmelody Notes: I'm back (kinda) from a bit of a hiatus. This ended up being waaay longer than I planned xD Hope you like it!       Clack. Clack. Clack. That was the sound of the lady’s mahogany heels that looked almost as wooden as her smile. Every so often I would see her sway as if she was about to fall and snickered internally. I composed myself, thinking to myself of YG’s face looming over me. I did NOT want to offend him or any of the staff, even if they were clumsy. No, all I wanted was to achieve my dream and this was the first step to doing that. It wasn’t always my dream, I’ll admit, but rather I was pushed in that direction. At first, it was playing an instrument. My younger sister played the violin, and I desperately tried to prove that I was the sister she could look up to by learning an instrument too. I opted for the tuba at first. Let’s just say it didn’t quite work out. Then, I started singing. It didn’t require money to buy. But it did require patience, and a whole lot of it at that.   So like that, I started auditioning for companies, more for the experience and advice than actually expecting to be picked. But, luck would have it that I auditioned at YG with a song that I had been singing for years. It was a little bit risky, but it worked. It sure was different to everyone else’s slow ballads and powerful raps. Instead, it came from the heart because it was the first song that made me realise my dream. I knew even then that it wasn’t easy, and up until then, it had seemed like a breeze. That is, compared to trainee life. But I learned a lot, and I improved my technique. I wasn’t one for dancing, but I found myself getting into the swing of things day by day.   It wasn’t long before a certain trainee caught my eye. He had this adorable baby face but one which hid a more strong and feisty personality. I knew even then that he was born to be a leader.   I bit my lip, reassuring myself that all would be okay. I could almost feel my cheeks turning pink and nearly had to slap myself to calm my body down. Damn you hormones. Just walk on over and it will be fine. Eventually, I built up the courage to slide over to where he was standing. Bobby, who was talking to him, gave me a grin and tilted his head in slight amusement. I cleared my throat and tapped on his shoulder. As soon as he turned around and showed me that cute smile of his I wanted to curl up into a ball and melt. “Umm, Hanbin-ssi. I just wanted to say that I was walking to vocal practice yesterday and I heard the song you composed.” His eyes widened and his expression changed to one of excitement. “I liked it. The feel of the song was good.” Hanbin, who was known for being a bit of a perfectionist, started to panic and scratch his head. “Only good? Tell me, what could I improve? You have to help me.” Oh great, now he’s panicking. I didn’t mean it that way. “It’s fine!” I cried as he tugged on my wrist, literally dragging me over to the recording studio.   That day was spent helping Hanbin improve his song, with me pointing out more things as I became less awkward with him. I looked over to see if Hanbin agreed with what I had just said, only to find him staring at me with a smile on his face. “What?” I suddenly felt self-conscious. “I was thinking that you should help me more often. Wouldn’t it be fun to make songs together?” I gulped. Yes, yes it would be amazing to make songs with you, Hanbin.   I rushed out of the practice room, too impatient to start on a new song with Hanbin, or should I say B.I? It was rather awkward calling him by his stage name now, though. We only did that in public. Hanbin ruffled my hair, reaching his arm around my shoulder and pulling me to his body. I laughed. “Hanbin! What’s with the PDA?” I pulled out my notepad which was full of songs already. He leaned his face closer to mine, tangling our fingers together. “It’s not PDA if we’re alone.” I fought back a smile as I turned away from him to face the computer screen. “Yeeun.” Hanbin complained cutely. “This is the only chance I get to hold your hand and kiss you like I want to all the time.” I bit my lip, feeling guilty. "I know, I know. That doesn’t mean we can’t work and cuddle, right?” I pressed our noses together. Hanbin gave me a grin. “Right. You win a kiss.” He pressed his lips to mine. “Do you want to win another?” He asked cheekily. I cleared my throat and looked away. “Hanbin, what if someone walks in on us now?” I hid my blushing face with my fringe. “I wouldn’t care. Who would they dare tell when I give them my leader-face?” He pulled a stern expression, making me gulp. I was glad that I rarely had to see that side of him.     B.I’s P.O.V   I was filling up the white plastic cup with water from the water cooler when I heard giggles behind me. “Hanbin-ah,” they called out. I winced. For some reason, when any other girl except for Yeeun does aegyo I hate it. I guess I always did have a soft spot for her. I grin to myself, thinking of that adorable pout of hers whenever I refused to stop working to cuddle with her. Except in the end, I always give in. I can’t help it, she just melts my heart. “Hanbin-ah.” they called out again in a more frustrated tone. I spun around, cup in hand. I shrugged. If you’re trying to flirt with me, it won’t work. My heart is already taken by an angel. “What?” I asked flatly, taking a sip of water. “Don’t act all cold, I know you’re a softy deep down. Anyhow, I didn’t want to upset or worry you but…” The trainee stood there looking at her feet and playing with her fingers. I sighed. “What is it? You can’t start to tell me and then chicken out of it.” I pushed, feeling annoyed. “Well it’s probably nothing, and I’m probably taking it the wrong way, but I overheard a conversation that your oh-so-lovely girlfriend had with Donghyukkie earlier. He w-was angry at her because apparently she has been using you to get more famous. I mean, you’re Kim Hanbin. THE Kim Hanbin. What girl wouldn’t be jealous of how close she is to you? Heck, she acts like she’s dating you to get attention!” I snickered. This is hilarious. But what if-no, she wouldn’t do that to me. “Oh, I suppose you don’t know, Donghyuk has barely even spoken to her. Why would they suddenly be best buds, huh? No, you’re just jealous that she’s the only girl in here I care about.” Go Hanbin. “So you’re not dating her?” I nearly spat out the water in my mouth. Too bad. How do I answer? I don’t want to say yes, but