《Dance Machines [JhopeXLisa]》Chapter 12
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Ever since Sewon arrived at school, we've been great friends, along with Jennie, Jisoo, and Rosé, but I got this weird feeling about her but I just shook it off, one time Jennie warned me about something.
"Lisa, I think Sewon is hiding something, I just got this gut feeling that she's fake"
"Oh come one Jennie, she's just a sweet, innocent girl, what could she be hiding"
"Suit yourself, but just be careful around her"
I thought about what Jennie said that night, and I was almost going to to believe what Jennie said was true, but I decide to just leave it, besides there isn't any proof that she's doing something wrong.
Anyways, today is the last day of practice, cuz tomorrow is finally the day everyone has been waiting for. The Olympic Tournament.
I am currently on my way to our homeroom for the last practice with Hobi.
When I arrived, he was surprisingly there already, because I was usually the one who arrives first, as I entered he immediately saw me and smiled.
"Hi Pokpak!" He said teasingly.
I glared at him, "Hya! How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that" I told him.
He laughed, "Why? It's cute and fits your personality" he said.
"Whatever, shall we start practice?" I asked him.
He stopped laughing and smiled at me.
I thought that meant that he was ready for practice but then he suddenly, grabbed my wrist and pulled me with him outside the classroom.
"Uhmm..... Where are we going?" I asked him.
"I'm taking you on a date" he simply replied like it was nothing.
I was taken aback by his words.
Date?
This was gonna be our very first date ever, since he courted me.
"D-date? B-but what ab-bout practice?" I mentally cursed at myself for stuttering.
He looked at me then laughed, I just noticed that my cheeks are burning. I must be blushing like crazy right now!
I immediately got my hand away from his grip and covered my tomato red face.
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"Cute......" He said, "Anyway, we don't need another day of practice, we've been practicing the same routine, for like a month now and we can probably do it in our sleep" he continued.
"But why go on a d-date?" I whispered the last word.
"Why not? This would be our first date as me courting you" he said, then grabbed my wrist again and started leading me the way.
"And will be the last" even though he whispered it to himself, and think he didn't mean to let anyone gear it, I still heard it.
What does he mean by last?
He brought me to the least place that came to my mind for a date. We were in a dance studio.
He led me to a private dance room, I know because I've been here before but I usually use the public dance room.
As we entered, the sight in front of me definitely made my day, it was just so beautiful.
The ceiling was decorated with hanging white balloons, yellow and white flowers filled the room along with streamers and ribbons, but the thing that stood out was the round table for two in the center, which had a candle in the middle and food was placed.
"D-did you make all this?" I asked him.
He laughed at my reaction, "Yes, but I had some help" he said, then he led me to one end of the table.
He pulled out the chair, "Please sit" he said, I smiled at him and sat down, he pushed the chair slowly and sat at the opposite side of the table.
"Daebak! I couldn't imagine that a dance room could turn out this beautiful until now" I said while looking around.
He chuckled, "I'm surprised that you didn't notice the food first" he said.
I looked at the plate in front of me, my jaw dropped at the sight.
"How can food this simple look so delicious! Did you make it?" I asked him.
"These expressions you keep on showing me today are so priceless, and no, I didn't make it" he said.
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We started eating, and while doing that, we talked, sometimes he makes me laugh, causing me to choke, but still continue to laugh after.
After we ate, we still continued our conversation, until he suddenly became serious.
"Lisa, uh, I have something to tell you" he said while staring at my eyes, which is drowning me.
"What is it?" I asked curious.
He suddenly stood up, I can sense that he's nervous, but I don't know why.
He walked over in front of me, "Lisa, I've been wanting to tell you this for a whole month now, I was trying to be patient for you but I just can't anymore, you're beautiful face that I want to see everyday, you're heartwarming smile that brightens up my day, your weirdly attractive laugh I've been anticipating to hear everyday, I want to own every single one of it, I want you, these feeling you always give me whenever you're around, I just can't hold it in anymore" he said, while I was quiet the whole time, trying to process what was happening and everything he said.
"So, what I'm trying to say here is" he takes a deep breath before continuing, "Will you be my girlfriend?" He finally said.
I was frozen by the sudden question, my stomach was now filled with fireworks and butterflies, I felt happiness starting to overflow me, the sudden urge to say yes was now with me. Is it because I like him back?
He was slowly losing hope, every second that passed by with me being quiet, but was taken aback by my sudden move, I stood up and hugged him, with a huge smile on my face.
"Hobi! It's a yes!" I exclaimed with nothing but complete happiness in my tone.
I have never felt this way before, the feeling was very new but yet so beautiful.
Jhope hugged me back, squeezing me, then he suddenly lifted my off the ground and twirled me, while I was laughing, he had the most widest smile that I ever seen from him.
"Lalisa Manoban! You're finally mine!" He shouted, like he was the most happiest man in the world, I giggled at his cuteness.
So this is what he meant by saying the last time we'll date, he actually meant the last time we'll date as him courting me because, from now on we'll start dating as a couple.
Then suddenly the door opened, making him put me down by his side, then I saw our friends rushing in excitedly.
"Congratulations!" They shouted with happiness and excitement.
The girl suddenly took me in their embrace, "Our maknae is growing up!" Jisoo said.
While the guys, started teasing Jhope, and congratulating him one by one.
"Wait, were you guys out there the whole time?" I asked them.
"Of course we were, we were the one who helped Hobi with everything" RM said.
"By the way, did you like the food?" Jin asked.
"Did you make it oppa? I loved it!" I told him with thumbs up.
He gave me thumbs up in return, "Thanks everyone for your help" Hobi said.
"No problem hyung, we're so proud of you" Jimin said with a huge smile.
"Yeah, I didn't expect you to have a girlfriend before Jimin did" Suga said.
"Hya hyung!" Jimin said while glaring at his hyung.
We all laughed, "Jung Hoseok, you better not hurt our precious Limario" Jennie warned.
"Don't worry Jennie, I won't ever hurt her for as long as I live" Hobi said that touched my heart.
I looked around and saw that Sewon wasn't around.
"Hey guys, where's Sewon?" I asked them.
"She said that she had practice cuz she entered an event late" Rosé explained.
"Oh, okay" I said with a smile.
I actually didn't have practice, I just made this excuse cuz I didn't want to see Hobi confess to Lisa.
Just wait Lisa, my plan will soon come to an end.
You'll never be with my Hobi!
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