You entered the studio quietly so that you didn't disturb Chanyeol. You could hear the music he was creating and you could see how engrossed he was in the process. He didn't notice you come in so you decided to sit on the couch behind him and watch for a bit. The studio wasn't large but it served its purpose, it was his escape. A place where he could create freely. Guitars, keyboards, a mixing desk and microphone were arranged on the stands and desks that were against the other 3 walls. The only personal touch to the room was the black flag with a skull and crossbones, and the skull was wearing a straw hat. There were go-pros in the room but no other cameras as far as you could tell, which was good. You didn't want SM spying on the lesson you had planned.

 You were a little in awe. He could play everything in the room, the thought of that was insane to you. How one person could have that much talent was beyond you. You laid down on the couch on your side and got comfy. You were engrossed in the song he was creating and didn't want to disturb him... unfortunately after half an hour you realised that you'd scare him to death if you made any sudden movements or noises. You'd been on the couch for too long and from the new position he was working in he'd see you if you shifted. You resigned yourself to aching muscles and tried to nap thinking if he turned and saw you asleep he might get less of a scare than if you moved or spoke.  As slumber crept in you felt your eyelids getting heavier and it was harder and harder to keep them focused on the man hard at work in front of you. The last thing you remembered hearing was a disappointed "I thought she'd be here by now."

You were dreaming, that much you were sure of. You knew you had already moved past first impressions with the guys so this dream was more of a fond memory. You'd just been given your first group to work for and Jongin had been given the all clear to dance again so the two of you were having a celebratory dinner. What you didn't know at the time was you were about to meet the rest of EXO. As far as you knew they were still in Japan but they'd come back early to surprise Jongin, and in turn, you.

Why am I nervous? It's just Jongin. He'll be more occupied with the chicken anyway. You gave yourself a once over in the mirror for what had to be the twentieth time. There was nothing wrong with your outfit but every five minutes you felt the urge to check again. You'd decided on a pair of red skinny jeans and a black and white baseball style top. Casual but cute, because this was not a date. It was two friends sharing a meal and being excited about each others news.  You knew the nerves were because you finally knew what your job was and you felt horrifically unprepared. Your old friend anxiety was trying to freak you out but you were trying to keep a level head about everything. You would not be any wiser until you had had your first day.

J - Come and get the best chicken you've ever tasted before I eat all of it! :P

You laughed to yourself at the image of Jongin finishing all of the food before you even got there.

You rushed out of your apartment and headed upstairs. You'd left your keys downstairs so you knocked on the door.

No answer. 

You knocked again.

No answer. Seriously Jongin...are you deaf?

You knocked louder this time.

Still no answer.

"Let me in Jongin! I swear to god if I have to break the door down I will!"

You could hear muffled noises from inside the apartment. What is he doing? Hiding the damn chicken or something??

"Hey! Come on, let me in or I'm going back to my room!"

The door flew open. "Sorry Y/N, I didn't hear you from the movie room. I was setting up dinner in there so we could eat and watch a movie at the same time!" A sheepish and guilty looking Jongin greeted you at the door.

"You seriously couldn't hear me?"

There is a look that dogs get when they've done something and they are trying to hide it or distract their owners from finding out about it. Jongin had that exact look on his face now and you couldn't work out what the hell he'd done. "I was playing some music on my phone while I tidied up in there and set up the food, I'm sorry Y/N."

You must have still been staring at him trying to figure out why he was being weird instead of answering him because he asked "Hey... are you just gonna stand in the doorway to are you coming in?"

"Be honest...is there even any chicken left? You smirked.

Jongin feigned looking hurt before answering "What kind of friend do you take me for? I left you at least one piece." He laughed and grabbed your hand, pulling you inside before closing the door. "Come on, I've set everything up in the movie room.  He dragged you through the apartment until he reached the doors to the movie room.

"Jongin?"

He looked down at you. "Yes Y/N?"

"Why are the doors closed? Weren't you just in here setting up?"

That look returned, you were sure something was up now. ...what if he thinks this is a date? It's not a date right? Why else would he be acting so strangely? "I must have closed them on my way out, subconsciously cutting myself off from the smell of delicious chicken."

You chuckled at the ridiculous notion. "You're an idiot, in the best way. Can we eat already? I'm starving!" He laughed again and motioned for you to open the door. You reached out and grabbed the doorhandle and felt him move to stand behind you. Why did it feel like the was preventing you from turning back?

You turned the handle and opened the door. You almost fell back in shock at the sight that greeted you. There was more chicken than you'd ever seen in one room before. You would have scolded Jongin for wasting food if it hadn't been for the 8 other men sitting on the couches smiling and waving at you. You were overwhelmed, you covered your face with your hands and leant back into Jongin's embrace. He leant down and spoke softly "They came back early and surprised me a few hours ago. When I gave them your good news as well they demanded to join in on our dinner, sorry if they startled you."

You felt hands pulling your hands from your face. When you looked up your eyes met a smiling Yixing. "Hey Y/N, are you ready to meet everyone else?"

You were brought out of your dream when you felt someone gently shaking you. As consciousness came back to you, you heard a deep voice speak. "Hey, Y/N. Hey, wake up." Oh yeah...I fell asleep in Chanyeol's studio. You opened your eyes and stared into his soft brown eyes. "Y/N, are you ok? I didn't hear you come in. I'm sorry if I kept you waiting."

You moved to a sitting position and smoothed your hair. "You don't need to apologise Chanyeol. I came in quietly because I didn't want to disturb you then I had been watching you work for too long and didn't want to scare you so I guess I just fell asleep. Sorry... I was supposed to be teaching you English."

He chuckled "Don't worry about it, I almost didn't wake you up. You looked so peaceful and cute. What were you dreaming about?"

You smiled before answering. "I was dreaming about the night all of you came back early to surprise Jongin."

Chanyeol smiled and you could see from the look in his eyes that he was remembering that night as well. "It was a fun night, you were so shy with everyone except Jongin, Yixing & Minseok. Baek, Dae & I all thought you hated us because you kept running away from us." He pouted, pretending to be hurt.

"You three were just too hyper and I wasn't ready for it. I never hated any of you! How could I?!" You waved your hands  to halt the conversation. Things were not going to the plan you had made before heading over to the studio. "Enough of that though. Did you still want an English lesson?

Vigorous nodding from Chanyeol led you to believe that he was still up for a lesson. You couldn't help but laugh at how hyper he was even at this late hour. "Ok fine, we'll have a lesson. Did you want to go over anything specific or just run with the lesson I have planned?" It was time to get this lesson back on track. You figured Chanyeol would have something he wanted to work on since he called you to his studio but you were hoping he'd play into your hand. That way whatever unfolded would appear to be his plan but he'd find out later you were in control the whole time.

He pondered your question for a moment before answering. "I have some phrasing I want to work on but I'd also be up for one of your lessons. Junmyeon...sorry, Suho tells me you are damn good at preparing lessons and that if you offer one we should definitely take you up on it." You smirked and shook your head. Suho, you had better not have told them or insinuated anything. That would ruin the game. You got Chanyeol to give you the phrasing he wanted to work on and told him you'd incorporate it into the lesson.

You moved to a swivel chair and motioned for Chanyeol to move back in front of his desk. You sat next to him and began the lesson. "Play a simple chord progression for me."