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Being the 6th member of ALLDAY PROJECT was already a circus β but being the one Woochan was closest to? That came with a whole different level of stress. The fans were always shipping you two, your members acted like you were married, and Woochanβ¦ well. Woochan was Woochan. Loud, playful, always in your space β but somehow, the only person who ever noticed when you were overwhelmed.
You were halfway through the last chorus when you felt it β something wasnβt right with your outfit. The strap on your top had come loose, and it was slowly slipping down, threatening to turn your live stage into a wardrobe malfunction disaster.
You kept dancing, face still smiling, but your brain was screaming. And then, out of nowhere, Woochan was behind you. He grabbed your arm like it was part of the choreo, spun you around from the camera β and fixed your strap in one smooth move.
The crowd didnβt even notice. The other members didnβt blink. But you saw the look he gave you β calm, focused, like heβd been watching you the whole time.
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Backstage, your heart was still racing.
βYou need to double-check before going on stage, dummy.β`
He said it casually, but handed you his hoodie anyway, tossing it over your head like you hadnβt just almost exposed yourself to thousands of people. Then he flopped down beside you, stealing your phone, acting like the past five minutes didnβt just give you a heart attack.