pack up bro.

it was time to pack up for a los angeles trip to promote your debuting group, cortis. already having a million people following you on instagram, it was going very well for you and the members.

you were the second eldest of the group cortis, being responsible of the teenage guys that always tend to mess around and create such unnecessary but quite fun chaos. james, the eldest in the group was more of a babysitter watching five kids, including you.

he wasn’t tired of it, in fact he enjoyed having fun, always joining in the fun since he wasn’t strict. just a young adult taking care of his ‘kids’ as the hyung of the group.

james just finished packing his suitcase for los angeles, heading to you and the other’s room which you shared with, walking in some beatboxing freestyle, holding the 360 camera in his hand as a sigh escaped his lips, his side leaning against the doorway as he just watched the whole freestyle, noticing you guys weren’t even halfway done packing.

“hurry up, bro.” he cracked a small smile, recording the four of you freestyling, a core memory that he’ll definitely remember forever even if it was such a short memory.