I stood as still as possible as our manager and choreographer decided if we should do it over once again. They quickly scanned over the video that had been taken as I held my breath, praying that what we had done was good enough. As soon as I heard the words “good enough” pass through my mind, I cringed for a fourth time. I’m not the type who goes for a “good enough” performance. ‘Good enough’ isn’t good enough for me. I want to go over and above when it comes to my dancing. I want to wow people. However, at this moment, I don’t think I’m in the right condition to dance it through again with all my heart. I tried my best but now I am in a lot of pain.

A lot of pain.

“That was perfect. Take the rest of the day to yourselves but continue to prepare for the music video. Be at the studio at 6:00am sharp tomorrow morning. Good work guys.” I finally let out my breath, relieved that I could rest the ankle that I had just foolishly sprained.

“Do you guys want to go out to dinner?” Suho asked while packing his stuff in his bag.

“Umm… Actually I’m just going to stay in tonight. I’m really tired and we have a big day tomorrow. I’m not that hungry, either.” It wasn’t a total lie.

“Yeah, I’ll stay in too.” Kyungsoo said, almost sheepishly.

“Okay you two lovebirds. We’ll see you later then.” Chanyeol said while ruffling my hair. I noticed Baekhyun giving me a suspicious look but I didn’t act out on it and turned my head away from him.

They shuffled out of the practice room slowly.

“Where are we going for dinner?” I heard Sehun say before the door was closed behind them. The manager and choreographer left also but I still hadn’t moved.

Kyungsoo was starting to gather his stuff together when he noticed me, still standing there

“Uhm, are you going to come up to the room or are you just going to stand there all night, little ballerina?”

I gave him a slight glare for the nickname. I realized I couldn’t just stay here acting like nothing was wrong. But I couldn’t let Kyungsoo find out. I know he would overreact and not let me do the music video, being the protective ‘mother’ that he was. I shifted my feet and began to walk. I winced in pain but I didn’t let him see the pain in my face. I tried my best to not let my limp show. This slowed down my pace dramatically and made it quite obvious that something was wrong.

“Why are you walking so weird?” Kyungsoo furrowed his eyebrows.

I panicked, trying to come up with a lie.

“My hip is still bothering me, but it’s no big deal. I’m fine.” I insisted.

Kyungsoo gave me a worried look, “Do you… need me to carry you or something?”

I gave a shy laugh, considering the offer.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m capable of walking.” Yet, another lie.

Kyungsoo laughed and rubbed the back of his neck, “That’s good because I don’t think I’d be able to carry you.”

 “YAH! Is that a fat comment?! Just for that I’m going to MAKE you carry me!” I then hopped up on his back and wrapped my legs around his waist and arms around his neck.

“You’re going to kill me!” He said, even though he had a huge smile on his face.

We both laughed happily as he walked into elevator with me on his back. I rested my chin on his shoulder and squished my right cheek against his left.

I turned my head so my nose was on his cheek. I slowly breathed in and out so my breath ran down his cheek and down to his neck. I could feel his face growing hot from the intimate contact and couldn’t help but smile. I closed my eyes and gently placed my lips to his warm, soft cheek. I felt butterflies in my stomach, the feeling Kyungsoo always managed to give me. I loved it.

The elevator door opened and Kyungsoo continued to carry me to the room that we shared while preparing for our debut.

We reached the door and Kyungsoo let out a light laugh, “Can you unlock the door for me? I kind of have my hands full.”

“Sure.”

“The key is in my back pocket.” I ran my hand down his back until I reached his pocket on his back side. I gave his bottom a slight squeeze after I received the key. He moved closer to the door so I could reach over his shoulder and slide the metal key into the lock. Kyungsoo pushed the door open with his foot and gently sat me down on the bed.  

He turned around to face me, “So do you want to take a shower first or should I?”

“Go ahead. I can wait.” I waited for him to disappear into the bathroom before taking a look at my ankle.

I pulled my shoes and socks off carefully and rolled up my right pant leg. My ankle was slightly bruised and swollen. Aigoo Jongin, what are you doing to yourself?

I rubbed the soar joint before hopping over to the fridge to grab an ice bag to place over it. I sighed in slight relief at the cold compress.

“Kai! Ohmygosh! What the hell is wrong with your ankle?!” Kyungsoo came out of the bathroom far too quickly than what I had expected.

I groaned, my injury had been exposed to the over protective boy.

“Why aren’t you in the shower?!” I attempted to hide the ice bag behind my back and cover my ankle but it was too late.

“I forgot my towel, and what is this?!” He grabbed the top of my foot and the bottom of my calf, careful not to hurt my ankle.

I still winced in pain as he examined the swollen area.

“It’s nothing, I’m fine.” I lost track of how many lies I have told.

“You’re definitely not fine! Look at the bruise already there! What did you do?! There’s NO way you’re doing the music video tomorrow. I’m not letting mm—” I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards me, pressing his lips against mine to shut him up.

He pulled back in surprise, “Cutting people off is really rude.”

I smiled at him and wrapped my arms around waist and pulled him as close to me as possible, “Just shut up and let me kiss you.”

I pulled him down into another embrace.

“What are we going to do about your ankle?” He said against my lips.

I pulled away, pondering the question for a moment, “Pain killers should do the trick.”

I lay back on the bed and Kyungsoo straddling me and hands on either side of my head. I looked up longingly at the beautiful, wide eyed boy on top of me. He slowly lowered his head and connected our lips. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck to pull him in closer as I parted my lips and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. 

He pulled away so we could both take a breath, “I should go shower first, I feel gross.”

I pouted slightly as he got up off of the bed.

“Keep this on to take the swelling down.” Kyungsoo placed the ice back onto my ankle before escaping back into the bathroom.

A soft smile crossed my lips.

Today has been an interesting day.