Lisa hadn't expected Yoongi to walk into the studio but it had been so long since she last saw him, and she hoped he could feel how much she had missed him when she flew at him for a bone crushing hug.

She fired off a text to JB to meet her within an hour, she wanted to have a decent catchup with her all time favourite oppa. Yoongi was the older brother that she never had, he was the sane to her insanity and the glue that often kept her together.

She took him to a seat in a far secluded corner of the cafeteria often reserved for the more VIP visitors to YG, and Yoongi was very much a vip in Lisa's life.

She found herself relaxing into the easy flow of conversation she'd always had with him, and it made her happy because for a fraction of a moment it felt like the old days; before everything unravelled over a certain older and far more experienced and respected raven haired woman.

She sat with her hands wrapped around a cooling mug of hot chocolate, a smile drifting onto her lips as she remembered how Jungkook had copied her one cold Sunday morning by ordering a hot chocolate when they chose to have breakfast out of the dorm.

Lisa could feel Yoongi's eyes piercing through her but she was afraid to look at him. It wasn't until he spoke that she raised her head again, not sure how to respond to his straight forward question.

"Have you heard from Jungkook?"

"No oppa, not since that time...." she couldn't her sentence even if she tried and turned her gaze back to her mug.

"Lisa, please do me a favour." Lisa could hear the authority behind his words, Yoongi only ever called her by her first name when he had something important to say. Without replying she looked at Yoongi, waiting expectantly for him to say the words she knew were about to come.

"When the time comes, just listen." That was all he said.

"What oppa?" Lisa waited for the words she thought Yoongi would say, something along the lines of forgive him, take him back and don't you need him?

"Just listen, that's all I ask Lisa."

"Not with your ears, but listen with your heart."

His words weren't making sense to her, but she agreed and hoped that she understood the meaning of what he had just said when the time was right. She would have to wait for that moment and hope she doesn't miss it.

Lisa looked at Yoongi's hopeful eyes and she nodded her head, blinking slowly at not knowing what she had gotten herself into.

"Yeah oppa, sure."

"Ok, well I better go before your friend sends out a search party"

"Stay in touch ok munchkin? I've missed you."

"WE all have." she knew what he meant but she was too afraid to ask if that also meant Jungkook.

"Yes Lisa, him too." Yoongi said in a reassuring tone making Lisas stomach have somersaults.

"Thankyou oppa, me too."

"Before you go, I um..I left something in the dorm? My bear?"

"It's brown, well honey coloured and..."

"Don't worry munchkin." Yoongi smiled and he was back to his words of endearment, this meant it was well looked after, and she knew Jungkook would have it.

Even though he often teased her about it, there were mornings she found him curled up to the soft toy which had led to her leaving it behind for days she couldn't sleep over. It made her happy thinking that he was using it even now.

After seeing Yoongi off Lisa returned to the studio and waited for the arrival of JB. There were some finer details to work through but they were both pleased that a large chunk of their choreo was completed and ready for the following evening.

She didn't like that she had to lie to Yoongi because after Jungkook he was her next biggest supporter. He rarely smiled at these types of events during idols stage performances, but when Lisa was onstage, she always saw the way he sat with a quiet pride emanating from his eyes like an older brother watching his sister walk for the first time.

She mentally crossed her fingers that he wouldn't be mad with her when her and JB performed. She wasn't sure if BTS would attend, she was clever enough to keep herself away from any information of performers.

She knew if she saw their name on the list of stage performers she wouldn't have the confidence to dance in front of him.

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Lisa returned to the dorm tired, hungry and satisfied at their practise as dove into the food Jisoo had placed into the oven for when she returned. Her thoughts turned to Jungkook as the quiet darkness of the dorm kept her company as she ate.

Dragging her feet out of the bathroom into her bedroom she threw on a long nightshirt that reached her knees and crawled into bed with a deep sigh.

Closing her eyes she drifted into sleep thinking about what Yoongi had said before her mind started to think of a wide bunny smile and thick dark locks hanging into crescent moon shaped smiling eyes.

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Lisa had JB had been holed into a waiting room, unaware of the performances happening on the stage as they practised in the small confined space they were assigned. There wasn't much they had to do other than recite their footwork and get themselves ready for the surprise reveal.

She hoped that BTS weren't out in the audience, not that she would see them behind the blindfold anyway but the thought that they were still unnerved her.

"Lisa, it's going to be great. YOU will be great." she knew JB could see the worry in the way she chewed her lips.

"I hope so oppa. Nobody knows about our performance but us and about 5 other people."

"Do you think they'll like it? Nothing like this has ever been done before." Lisa says lifting the blindfold to carefully fold it neatly into the lining of her dress.

"That's the best part Lisa, we will be doing something completely new. It will leave mouths wagging for days." he finished in a mocking tone making Lisa chuckle at his words.

There was a knock on the door as the stage hands poked their heads into the room alerting them to prepare for their entrance.

With one last glance into the mirror to check her hair and makeup, Lisa raised her hands and her palms met as she closed her eyes and prayed for a successful dance performance.

They had worked very hard to create a piece that reflected love, honesty and trust. For the most part Lisa had choreographed a lot of the movements based on her own experience, and she hoped the audience would feel the emotions behind every moment of their bodies.

"Let's go." with a stronger sense of confidence she looked into the mirror at JB behind her, a smile curling into his lips as he held out his hand. Lisa grabbed a hold of his outstretched hand and together they walked the short distance to the stage and waited before they got the clearance to take their places.

Standing before JB, she removed the blindfold from its hiding place and handed the piece fabric to him and turned as her vision disappeared behind it's darkness.

"Are you ok?" she heard his voice close to her ear and it made her jump.

"Yes oppa."

"I guess it's showtime"

"Trust me Lisa, that's all you have to do." she felt his hand take a hold of hers for a light squeeze before letting go and moving into position himself.

Breathing deeply Lisa relaxed her shoulders and raised her right arm before her, her left one positioned by her side, her left foot slightly behind her right foot.

She waited for the announcement, the loud buzzing of the audience as she heard the murmurs of gasps and surprise.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are pleased to announce that we have a surprise secret performance for you all tonight."

The voice over continued.

"Please welcome a surprise dance performance by JB of Got7 and Lisa of Blackpink."

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Lisa heard the rustle of the curtains as they began to raise, followed by the loud roaring of cheers from the audience and fans and it filled her with pride.

At the first note Lisa's body began to sway and she heard nothing but the music and the lyrics. She remembered every step of the choreo, every raise of an arm and when to shift her body to the softness of the piano in the song.

Lisa pauses, her feet mid step, her lips parted and her breath catching at the simple words as they mimic her life with Jungkook.

The subtle change in tempo swaying her body. Images of their first date and their first kiss flash before her closed eyes. She could feel Jungkooks warm lips on hers and they way he kissed the sides of her lips, taking small bites on her lower lip.

How he always her hands in a firm grip as they walked the empty parks at night.

The movie plays behind her eyes, her chest tight and constricted; Jungkook and IU locked in a kiss, then her movements become that of someone searching in vain as she falls gracefully to her knees, her hands clutched onto the bodice of her dress, pulling at her heart.

Her heart lurches at the memory and her tears fall only to be wiped away by the material bounding her vision.

Lisa willingly gives her body to the soul of the piano, the melodic tones of the chords taking over as her feet begin to move and stagger forward, one step at a time.

Behind her eyes she sees Jungkook moving further away from her as he holds onto the hand of another. He is blind to her presence and his smiles are no longer directed at her, but to another. The one beside him.

Thin layers of wine coloured georgette weaving around her waist down to the top of her thighs as wispy plum coloured chiffon leave imprisoned romantic trails around her arms. They trap her into an unknown and unseen presence making the audience tear at the pitiful sight she is portraying.

Unbeknown to Lisa, Jungkook sat in the front row along with his members, all frozen and mesmerised. His eyes follow Lisa around the stage, her body swaying side to side, an arm reaching out slightly bent at her elbow, palm facing down as her fingers elegantly searching for the solidarity of her partner who is mere feet away from her outstretched arms.

She is a magnificent sight.

Suddenly Lisa arches back raising her arms above her head, before balling them into fists. The pain she had suffered is stuffed into invisible crushed balls as she drags her fisted hands down her chest, pulling at the fabric, the lyrics speaking to her, understanding her.

Her untold pain unleashed through non stop motions of her body as she twists and turns, feeling yet unfeeling as her tears stain the fabric that is blinding her vision.

JB throws himself in front of her, taking her arms from her chest and placing them onto his, her palms flat against his chest she lays her head against his chest and listens to his heart beating, he is asking her to trust him, that his heart beats for her and only her.

In the audience Jungkook is lost, his eyes welling with unshed tears, captivated as he watches Lisa use her body and the music to express herself in a hypnotic way that only Lisa could do. He watched her every move, and every whisper of fabric as the whiteness of her skin yearned for their attention.

His fists unclenched many times over wanting to storm onto the stage and take her into his arms, he wanted to show the world that only he knew how to move with Lisa, that only he knew what she could feel in her movements because he felt them every time they were together.

He was insanely jealous that he could not touch her in public the way JB was in front of a crowd of hundreds and for the first time in his life, he hated that he was an idol.

He wanted to openly love her without having to worry about fans having a meltdown. He wondered when they were going to allow him to have a love life, and he began to feel cheated out of happiness.

IU had torn her eyes away from Lisa, she had never seen an idol display anything so captivating, and marvelled as the audience appeared to be thoroughly enraptured in the performance as Lisa spoke to them through her movements.

Glancing at Jungkook to grab his hands, she was slightly alarmed at the visible ticking in his cheeks and the hard line of his red lips.

He had not moved since the announcement of the surprise performance of the night that had followed their duet, and at that moment, the tiny green fingers of jealousy wrapped themselves around Iu's heart and it made her envious of Lisas oblivious hold over men.

The song reaches a formidable crescendo and without feeling or fear, and unlike the many times they had practised and failed, Lisa places everything that she has, and her trust into him.

Arms no longer searching for him she lifts her head, the blindfold firmly in place and dark with her tears her feet begin to run. She is no longer afraid and she runs to him, leaping forward and off the floor with her left foot, arching her upper body and her head back, her arms are stretched out at her sides offering herself to him.

No longer a moth to the flame.

She felt euphoric.

Strong arms catching her waist, Lisa releases a small cry. His strength plasters her body to his, the force surprising her as she feels a hand running down her right leg to wrap it around his waist, the other holding her firmly to his side.

The fabric of her dress twirling around them, cocooning them in a romantic dance as he turns them around in circles as the music plays out. Lisa threw her arm over his shoulder for support, she was unable to see anything, she was completely unaware that her forehead was touching his, and their breaths mingling.

Jungkook felt strong firm hands holding him back as his jealousy reached a fiery peak. RM was having trouble holding him still until Yoongi snapped out of his own shock to assist their leader.

"Kook no, not here." Yoongi warned in a no nonsense tone.

Hundreds of eyes watch the pair, they seem inexplicably absorbed in the music, and each other.

Lisa had placed her trust in him just as they wanted the audience to perceive.

There was not a sound nor a cheer from the audience as the couple threw themselves into their performance. Fans were raising their hands wiping wet eyes and idols were mesmerised by the display of power emanating from the stage.

Jungkooks eyes took in every step, every stretch of arm, every lift of the leg, and every point of toe. His eyes welled with tears as he watched with so much pride and regret as Lisa took flight and ran blindfolded towards JB, and as he stood waiting, she hurled herself into the air.

He saw a new found confidence in her dancing, it was written into every move she had trusted to JB and it cut Jungkook to the core knowing he didn't have that trust, that he had foolishly let her go at a high price of a kiss.

He was no longer in control of his emotions as he stood abruptly wanting to burst onto the stage and take Lisa away somewhere private. He needed to hold her before his mind went insane at watching her with another man.

His members found themselves sweating at the strength it took to hold him back from doing anything stupid.

Jungkooks chest tightens painfully and his heart drops to his feet as JBs arms wrap themselves around Lisa's tiny waist, catching her in a strong and firm hold.

When Lisa leant her forehead to rest on JBs own, Jungkook couldn't stand watching any longer and abruptly turned and ignored IU who was now running behind him calling his name, but he didn't hear, he didn't want to hear her at all.

He continued to storm out of the hall, feeling lost, lonely and beyond hurt.

Jungkook hated that he and Lisa were not able to show themselves as a couple when they dated, yet there she was, dancing contemporary with the leader of Got7 and no one was saying jack shit about it.

Screw it if JB was the 'nice guy' og kpop, he was too and a better match for Lisa than JB.

He had left as quickly as he could, the mounting emotions were threatening to eat him alive and he needed to lash out at something, anything, just to ease the pain building in his chest.

He found himself almost running down the stairs searching for a secluded area but failing as his legs buckled beneath him his fists turning bloody as he pounds into the marble floors.

"FFUUCKK!!" his screams vibrate across the empty corridors.

Yoongi and his members were right behind him already lifting him to his feet.

"Did you see her hyung? She looked fucking amazing." Jungkook cries

"I know Kook, I know." Yoongi knew Lisa had her reasons for not telling him the day before, but it didn't lessen the hurt he felt for Jungkook and her not telling him.

"Do you think she heard me sing?"

"Because I don't think she did hyung."

"Fuck I hate this, I hate this pain here..." Jungkook cried as he pounded at his chest.

"I know Kook, come on, let's get you cleaned up and go home." Yoongi had no words for their Maknae, they wouldn't have done any good anyways.

Jimin had taken off his jacket and wrapped it securely around Jungkooks bleeding knuckles as he and V guided him towards the men's bathroom. His head hung low and pitiful.

They lose their grip as Jungkook falls again to his feet, his head falls into his raised knees as he continues to cry for the woman who had his heart, but who trusted someone other than him and it was all his own fault.

He saw with his own eyes that she now trusted someone other than him. He saw his chances of winning Lisa back fade away faster than she had in his dream.

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As Lisa and JB stood and bowed to the overwhelming response from the audience to their dance performance as her eyes landed on Bam and the GOT7 boys down below her and she smiled at her long time best friend.

There was an empty table beside them and she noticed the worried look on Bams as he looked at the vacant table then back to her for a few times before it was replaced by a brighter smile.

It didn't bother Lisa that people found it necessary to leave before the end of their performance because she was ecstatic that she was able to do something she loved and was passionate about.

She had forgotten the rush she'd always felt when she was on stage, it was one thing to dance for herself, but what made her happy was performing for her fans.

However that feeling didn't last very long as she watched confused as Yoongi & Jimin returned to the vacant table and gathered what appeared to be a few personal items.

Her heart clenched at Yoongi's attempt of an encouraging smile.

A smile that for the first time since she had met him, did not reach his eyes.