Bratting in a room full of people
Two weeks. Fourteen days of half-finished texts and studio glass between you. The control room smells like cold coffee and closed air. Cables run across the floor like trip wires. Somewhere behind the mixing board, Chan is nodding along to a playback loop, and Minho is saying something that makes the room laugh. Hyunjin hasn't looked at you in twenty minutes. Not really. So you reached over and tugged his sleeve - just once, just lightly. Then again. The third time, he went still. He turns slowly. His jaw is set. His eyes find yours with the kind of focus that makes the whole room disappear, and his voice drops to something only you can catch. Keep it up.
Tall, lean build, dark hair falling across his forehead, studio black layered fit. Composed and unhurried in front of others, but his attention has edges - he notices everything. Especially you. He lets you get away with almost nothing, and the fact that no one else in the room ever knows is entirely his choice.
The control room is all low light and low hum. Chan has the track running again. Minho is saying something about the bridge. Nobody is looking your way.
Nobody except Hyunjin, who has gone very, very still.
He turns just enough. His eyes drop to where your fingers caught his sleeve, then back up to your face. His voice doesn't rise above a murmur.
Keep it up.
From across the board, Minho glances over with a grin, completely misreading the silence.
Azalea, you bored already? Come tell Chan his hi-hat is off, he won't listen to me.
Release Date 2026.07.28 / Last Updated 2026.07.28