--y/n perspective--
Whatever the heck that producer man showed us was, I'm in utter disgust. What the actual fuck was this trash? R/n and I gave each other the "we're fucked" look, while everyone else kept a poker face. How the hell can they not react to this shit, the fuck? It was dead silent while producer dude smiled his ass off, showing how proud he is of his work. Poor dude. Luckily Taeyong's leadership senses tingled and worked his magic.
"Um...yeah, this is great. I love the 90s, retro vibe. It just needs a little work but I got the perfect idea for it. SM-nim, do you mind if we take over and put our own twist to it?" he looks at Mister SM with pleading eyes as we all follow his lead.
He looked at all our faces with wide eyes, looked at the good for nothing producer, and back to us. After an extremely unnecessary silence, "Yeah yeah yeah, just make sure it's good," he said while rushing out the door. Lucky, I want to get out of this awkwardness too.
"Um alright, but I have this great idea where-"
"Thanks so much for your hard work, you deserve a break. Don't worry about us because we learned from the best!" Taeyong interrupts, gently pushing him out the room. Damn this boi good! "We'll make sure NCT X will have the best comeback yet! So sit back and take a vacation."
"But I think I should really-"
"No no no sir, it's healthy to have breaks! Plus, you seem really worn out lately. We can't have such an important member of this company overwork themselves," Mark helps Taeyong out.
"You know what, you're right. I think I will! Good luck guys!" he says grabbing his shit before leaving.
"OH THANK GOD!" Haechan proclaimed. "The only great idea from that shit was goin' retro."
"Agreed," we all let out the breaths we've been holding in.
"So what "perfect idea" did you have in mind?" We all looked at Taeyong, actually curious since we are now on our own.
"Ha ha ha... that's a great question..." he nervously rubs the back of his neck.
"WHAT!?!" Were all in disbelief. What was he thinking!?! We obviously can't do this shit ourselves, we don't know where the fuck to even start.
"Okay pretty boi, so let me get this straight," I started, trying to keep my cool. "You got the nimrod, the only help we got, to leave with no actual plan in mind?"
He stared down at me and slowly turned red of embarrassment. "Well- you know I just- I mean..." he started stuttering, obviously out of words. I couldn't cool my top anymore as I jumped at him, ready to strangle his noodle body to mush. Luckily R/n was there and caught me before anything happened. I would've killed someone if she wasn't there, what would I do without her? I can't handle this unnecessary stress, oh my lord!
She pushed me back down on my seat while I stared back at noodle boi, who looked like he shit his pants as I might add. That made me happy enough to melt my rage. R/n tried to bring the mood back up as we all felt the uneasy tension in the room.
"Why don't we use this time to grow closer and better as a group. It's also a great opportunity to put our own personalities into it. To reach out to the fans more and maybe even bring in more." the mood subsided and everyone liked the idea. We all pitched in what view we wanted and played with our individual strengths. I got to admit, for a complete idiot R/n sure has her moments.
"Alright guys, we got a month to get this album done and ready set for shoots and all that shit. Let's stick together like we always do and we'll definitely get through this like nothing." Taeyong encouraged us, and although I'm still a bit nervous actually debuting for real, I can't wait for this to get started.
As we were all heading back to the dorms, being drained of life of the day, I accidentally tripped and bumped hard into something hard. Or actually more firm...and squishy. I don't know imma bit fazed from the lack of energy, but become aware of my surroundings when I heard an annoyed growl followed by vibrations. That, my friend, is not a wall. Tis very much a person and an angry hot one at that.
"Can you not see where you're going, airhead?" he snapped. Wow, this gorgeous giant just had to open his mouth. What a turn off. "Hey! I'm talking to you! You are disrespecting your hyung right now, I hope you know," his brows furrowed together and though intimidating, it was sexy. To bad his personality seems shit. "Yeah yeah, I hear ya. Now would ya quit bein' so loud?"
Maybe I shouldn't have said that. His face looked even more annoyed and started taking large strides towards me. I freaked out a bit, because it was unexpected, and also took long strides backward. I don't know why I was scared though, I can easily rip him inside out. But my heart was pumping so fast and is eye contact was unbelievable. I was so lost in them that I didn't realize that he pinned me to the wall. Both his hands on each side of my face as he bent down to my eye level. He wasn't too close but I'm sure he was close enough to hear my heartbeat. What was with this dude.
"Now listen here and listen close. The way you disrespected Taeyong hyung has my blood boiling and your attitude is annoying. Now I know we just met and you're new here, but I already don't like you. So I suggest that you check yourself before you wreck yourself because that's not how we do things here. Do I make myself clear."
I stood there with wide eyes in complete and utter shock. No one has ever stood up to me like that except R/n and I don't know how to feel about it. But no matter what, I couldn't break contact with his beautiful eyes raging with determination and anger. I felt butterflies in my stomach and my face feeling hot but I don't like being made a fool of, even if there was no one there. I never let anyone talk down to me nor will I ever.
"Ok look here, Mr. Bossy Bigfoot. I don't know what got your panties all twisted up numbing your balls, but I don't give two shits how you do things here. Imma always be me, always one hunna and ain't nobody gonna stop me, aight?" I started, stepping towards him and poking his chest.
"I'm sorry, not sorry my bomb sexy ass personality don't line up with your uptight SM robots. Y'all should be glad I'm bringing personality and diversity. If you got a problem with me, take it up to the boss man 'cause I don't got time for you. Unless you want to get physical, then let's bring it on! Imma bring it on like Donkey Kong! Try me, bitch!"
I get in a ready stance as it's his turn to be shocked. He eyes me up and down then furrowed his brows again. "Alright new guy, if that's how you're gonna be then be prepared. Because as long as I'm here, I'm gonna make sure your life is a living hell," he warned as he backed away to the door.
"Right back at cha, Lucas," I say, raising an eyebrow while smirking.
His brows practically connected, obviously irritated that I didn't use honorifics, and stormed out. I let out an evil laugh as I claimed my victory.
"One Y/n and zero for chicken fingers."
-- time skip--
After hours that turned to days, those days turned to weeks, and lots of bickering, we came up with the perfect retro comeback that definitely showcases each of us perfectly. It was actually kind of fun working with everyone and creating lyrics, of course with the exception of Lucas.
I grew closer to everyone, except Lucas. I worked hard and peacefully with everyone, except Lucas. Shared my shit with everyone, except Lucas. And even lowered my guard a bit, but most DEFINITELY not around Lucas. This bitch biting me every chance he gets! It's so fuckin annoying!
We just finished shooting yesterday and we finally get a day off. But then we gotta start up again for performances. DAMN ITS SO EXHAUSTING!!!!! I SWEAR!!!! And I thought training for the ring was hard but boi was I ignorant. I bet it wouldn't be as bad as it is if it wasn't Lucas all up in my pussy. Bitch needa control his hormones.
"Hey Y/n, wanna go to the cafe down the street? My treat." R/n came up behind me, leaning over my shoulder.
"Sure thing, weirdo! Wait, where'd ya get the money? We haven't been paid yet."
"Eh, its some that I've saved up... from you know what. You seemed stressed lately and look like you need a breather."
Oh, R/n. There you go again being an angel, what would I do without you? But even though she's being nice... there's a fricken catch. I know it. I gave her a sweet smile until she turned around to get changed, then I gave her a suspicious glare. I hope- no I know she can feel it from the back of her head. Though we've been rekindling our friendship this past, we're still rivals and I know how sneaky she is.
She's like a swan that drags you in with her beauty then attacks because she feels like it. Shes like a mini she-demon that loves getting what it wants. Well, every human is like that but she is like tenfold. She was seriously a lil bitch growing up and I'm willing to bet she still is.
As we were getting closer to the cafe, R/n started to get jumpy and giddy. One sign of her hiding something. Though she's sneaky, she wears her emotions on her sleeve. Which is kinda weird, like how does that even work. But it is what it is, I guess I'll just keep my guard up and be on high alert. Her eyes are sparkling, sign two. Yep, somethings up.
After she paid and we sat down, I could feel her leg going up and down furiously and she was smiling from ear to ear. CrEepY! "So what's been bugging you lately?"
I eyed her suspiciously before cautiously replied, "I been stressing with the packed schedule if you must know."
"Is that really it.... or is it someone?" she raised her eyebrow with a smirk.
I squinted at her, "What are you-"
"Oh, you're here! Just in time! I'll go order something for you," she said looking past me.
I turned around only to have my face mirrored on the man behind me.
"Lucas?!?!"
a/n : CliFf HaNGer heHEheeheheHeeehEe