Suffice it to say, I loved all of them. Everyone in JYP nation radiated warmth and kindness and acceptance and love, and it was like the family I had been missing. I watched them as they practiced on stage. The concert was coming up in about a month's time, and rehearsals started today.

"Hey." "Bambam oppa! Hi?" I smiled at him a little awkwardly; we haven't had any conversations since we had been introduced yet. "Uh... you look tired, you okay?" He ruffled the back of his hair. "Yeah, just a little tired, I guess. Don't you have to practice?"

"Nah, it's not my item yet. Why, do you want me to go that badly?" He pouted. Aegyo was something I hadn't yet been accustomed to, especially when boys did it. I awkwardly d for something to say.

"Um... Yes...??" I decided on bullying.

"HYUNGGGGGG!!! Miyoungie's being mean!" He screamed in Korean. Oh my God. Well fine, I had oppas too.

"OPPAAAA!!! Bambam oppa's weird!" I screamed back in Korean.

 JB oppa and Junho oppa bounded off the stage and ran towards us. Junho oppa put a hand on my head. "Yah, tell your kid to be nice!" He scolded JB oppa.

"Teach Miyoungie to react appropriately when being hit on!" JB oppa grinned at me.

 "YAH!" Junho oppa, Bambam oppa and I yelled. "Bambam you stay away from her!"

"Hyung I swear I didn't-"

"Jaebum oppa I'm going to kill you!" JB oppa leaned in and whispered, "Hey. Our maknae line seems to like you quite a lot, try not to break their hearts okay?" I pushed him away. "Don't be weird too, go rehearse!" He winked and ran towarss the stage. I turned towards Bambam and Junho oppa, who was still laying into him.

"Ah oppa, he didn't do anything, I was kidding! Go practice!" He suddenly smiled and leaned in towards Bambam oppa. Bambam oppa grinned. "What, what did you say?" Junho oppa winked too and ran off.

"Ah oppa, seriously, what'd he say?" I looked at Bambam oppa.

"Nothing. Hey, wanna go get a drink?"

"Not when you're being secretive and all!"

Bambam oppa reached across the seat, grabbed me and held me tightly. I froze. "Ah, sorry, sorry, don't be mad!" He pouted again while rocking back and forth. Okay, it was fine when older oppas were being all touchy and everything but Bambam oppa was like what, just 2 or 3 years older? It almost felt... I mentally shook myself.

"Haha, I'm not, let's go okay?" I patted his arm awkwardly and pulled away.

"Yay! I know this really good smoothie place-" Before he could let go of me, catcalls and yells erupted from stage.

"YAH MIYOUNG AH WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!"

"SHIPPPPP-"

"Bambam ah you moved fast!"

"Whoooooo..."

"BAMBAM LET GO OF MY DONGSAENG!"

I buried my face in my hands. "Hey, you know whats the best way to play it off?" Bambam oppa touched my shoulder. I looked up. "No, what?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and yanked me out of my seat. "WE'RE GONNA GO ON A DATE NOW, BYE!!" He dragged me towards the door. I laughed and played along. Then something in me snapped. I pulled my hand out of his.

"What's... what's wrong?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Nothing... just... Chansung oppa wants to come too!! RIGHT, OPPA?" I turned towards Chansung oppa who was nearest to the door and mouthed fervently, "Please."

Chansung oppa blinked. "Ahhh... ah yes, I'm thirsty!! Let's go!!" He walked towards and brushed past me. He leaned down. "You owe me an explanation, I do NOT get to be the third wheel for nothing."

I meekly nodded. "Wait! I wanna come too!" Yugyeom oppa bounded off stage and ran towards us. Bambam oppa smacked his forehead. I touched his hand and laughed. "What's wrong?"

He deliberated for a moment, then smiled. "Nothing. Come on." He placed his hand on my back. Yugyeom oppa grabbed my hand. "Let's go!" __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Grabbing smoothies was a little awkward, I had no idea why but Yugyeom and Bambam oppa were especially talkative. Seriously, it was like 184 Questions With Miyoung or something. About 2 hours later, numerous selfies up on Instagram, and exchanging phone numbers, we decided to head back to our respective dorms. Chansung oppa gave a bro hug to Bambam and Yugyeom oppa and told me he would wait for me in the van. I looked up at the remaining two, who, for some reason, seemed to be turning red.

Yugyeom oppa held out his arms. "Annyeong." I hugged him around his waist and he pulled me in closely. He smelt like detergent and sunlight and lemons all in one. I had to stop myself from inhaling or he would think I was a freak. "It was nice to meet you." He whispered.

"Ya... is it my turn now?!" I laughed and went to Bambam oppa. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. Bambam oppa smelt like coffee, and soap, and a crisp sense of... maybe autumn? His whisper tickled my ear. "I'll text or call you." I tried my best to grin and went off to the van after saying my goodbye.

I scrambled into the van and slammed the door shut. I felt my cheeks. Great, I was burning red. Chansung oppa poked me in the side and winked. "Had fun?"

"Yup!" I tried to act all nonchalant. "Okay, but now you have to tell me what that was all about." His expression turned stern.

"What?" I feigned ignorance.

Chansung oppa threw his hands up in exasperation. "THAT. Think I didn't notice? There were moments when I swear I saw you stiffen and pull away from Bambam and Yugyeom, AND the fact that you refused to be left alone with Bambam in the first place."

"Fine..." I muttered. "It's like this okay? I met a guy in the beginning of this year and we got really close, and I liked him and I thought he liked me too because all he did was act like he was my boyfriend, like all the skinship and stuff. But no, he didn't, he liked one of our seniors, and I was just, I don't know. It made me really sad for a few months, and I'm just... more careful around guys around my age now." I sighed and looked into my lap. It sounded like a classic teenagw love story, didn't it? Girl likes guy, guy only playing with her. But it was the first time I had opened up to a guy that much, and he hurt me. It wasn't that I had a male phobia now, I was just more cautious.

"Oh... hey, it's okay. We'll bash him up if we ever see him? Jerk." Chansung oppa pulled me into his chest. I looked up to see his dead serious face.

.

"NO." "Come on... just one punch?"

"No oppa, what the hell!"

"Fine." He rested his giant head on mine. "Don't think hyungs will be happy though..." He mumbled.

". Oppa, it's between us okay?"

"Arasseo, don't worry." He patted my knee.

Crap. Between the nightmares and this whole guy thing, I wondered how many more secrets they were going to dig out of me.

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