《NCT Imagines》Doyoung
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I was now preparing before we go on air in today's show. I kept on practicing my lines as some make up artist keep on retouching my make up every once in a while.
I felt very nervous until someone knocked on our dressing room.
"Annyeong, y/n-ssi we will go on air in 10 minutes. You can come with me now since your partner is already there." One of the producers said.
All the team wished me good luck as I walked out. I took a deep breath and composed myself. We started walking towards the stage and come to think about it, I never really knew who my partner is.
"Excuse me, but do you know who is my partner?" I asked shyly to the producer who escorted me.
"Ah your partner is Doyoungie, from nct? you might know him since your promotions always crosses with them." He replied.
I froze as I try to process who he was. Until it dawned that he was the guy who captured me with his live vocals when I first saw them perform. Ever since that day, I started to look forward more to each and every one of their performances.
We would often meet in the company too, that lead to talking sometimes. But only if necessary and needed. A couple of greetings maybe?
"Ah Doyoung-ie, yes I know him we've talked a couple times. Thank you mr!" I said as he guided me towards the side of the stage where I saw my partner waiting.
He was looking nervous as well and was also practising his lines. Unconsciously it made me smile on my own.
When our eyes met he instantly stopped and greeted me.
"Hey y/n! Its been a while huh? " He said and smiled at me.
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"Hi Doyoung, its nice to see you again." I said offering a small hug which he gladly took.
"Let's do our best, fightingg~" the other staffs said as we both made the gesture in our hands.
We talked for the few minutes left with us to also get familiar and be comfortable with each other.
Not even long enough, we were already getting along well. We were making jokes on and off camera so naturally it seems like we've been best friends for a long time.
"Alright so today for our ending ment we need both of you to act cute. Doesn't matter how it just needs to be showed." One of the staff said.
Doyoung and I talked about it and cant seem to stop laughing at our ideas. We both cant stand the fact that he has to act cute.
Finally, after a few minutes of laughing we both agreed on something
"Thank you for tuning in with us in todays show!"
"This has been y/n-ssi,
"And Doyoung-ssi on inkigayo! Annyeong!" We said while I poked his cheeks and he poked mine. We instantly laughed out loud on stage and high fived.
We all said congrats and goodbye to the other idols as we walked down the stage and he actually waited and helped me.
"You were great and was so pretty today, let's do well again next week! I had fun." Doyoung said as he returned the cue cards to the staff.
"Thank you, I also had fun. You did great and you look dashing as well." I replied handing in mine too.
We both smiled and walked back together backstage.
Destiny really has its way huh?
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