07. Leader
Title: Leader
Pairing: P.O / Zico
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes he felt like everything would be easier if he was just the magnae.
Note: Loooong time not writting (even in spanish, it's been like ages). And surprise, a Block B fanfic~ Yeah, they have barely debut but, whatever, I felt like writting something about these two. I never fell for Leader/Magnae couples, but I can help it, these two are too cute together. And bonus points for being also the magnae line!
Warnings: No beta, my awful writting skills and poor english (as it isn't my first language, sorry D8)
He let out a sigh as he rested on the floor, feeling the icy like floor against his bare arms. He couldn't even think of moving an inch, opening his mouth triying to catch as many air as posible, but it felt like it never reached his lungs.
Zico opened an eye, tilting his head to the left to see the calendar hanging on the wall. There was a big red circle around the 15th, the day they were supposed to debut. Just two more days. That was the reason behind all those killing practise from morning to morning. They nearly were living in the practise room and only leaving to take a shower and rest two or three hours on their beloved beds.
His feet were aching, well, his whole body felt in pain, but he wasn't supposed to complain about it. He was the leader, the strongest one amongst the seven, even if he had hyungs on the group that had been more years on the business, he was the one supposed to gave example to the others.
Sometimes he thought -when he was so exhausted that he felt like giving up- that if he was the youngest, he wouldn't felt like this. If just Jihoon wasn't there...
“Hyung, you should rest a bit.” Suddenly he felt the magnae by his side, streching his arm to give him a bottle of fresh water.
“Thanks...” He muttered while taking the bottle, feeling ashamed of himself for thinking about kicking out Jihoon. What kind of leader wanted his magnae to be out of his group?
“Are you okay?” Jihoon's voice sounded worried as the tears started to roll down on Jiho's cheeks. He didn't even noticed it until he felt the magnae's hand on his face, wiping the tears.
“...I'm such an awful leader.” Zico tried to sound okay, but his voice was all shaky because of the tears. He was obviously not okay. The nerves before the debut, the pressure of being the leader, all of that was killing him inside and he didn't even bothered on talking about this with the others. He was the leader, after all, he was supposed to be the strongest one, right?
“What the hell are you talking about?” P.O frowned as he heard the older, placing his hands on his shoulders. “Don't you remember how much you helped me after being kicked out? How you encouraged me to audition again next year, saying that I was really talented and that I deserved to be on the group?”
“Stop talking nonsense, hyung, you're an awesome leader and I'm sure that we'll do great thanks to you” And if his words wasn't enough, that smile on Jihoon's lips definitely made him feel better.
Well, maybe he wasn't as bad as he though being a leader, if the magnae was so proud of him. That gave him enough strengh to stand up and go on. And if he felt down again, he knew he would have Jihoon by his side.
Pairing: P.O / Zico
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes he felt like everything would be easier if he was just the magnae.
Note: Loooong time not writting (even in spanish, it's been like ages). And surprise, a Block B fanfic~ Yeah, they have barely debut but, whatever, I felt like writting something about these two. I never fell for Leader/Magnae couples, but I can help it, these two are too cute together. And bonus points for being also the magnae line!
Warnings: No beta, my awful writting skills and poor english (as it isn't my first language, sorry D8)
He let out a sigh as he rested on the floor, feeling the icy like floor against his bare arms. He couldn't even think of moving an inch, opening his mouth triying to catch as many air as posible, but it felt like it never reached his lungs.
Zico opened an eye, tilting his head to the left to see the calendar hanging on the wall. There was a big red circle around the 15th, the day they were supposed to debut. Just two more days. That was the reason behind all those killing practise from morning to morning. They nearly were living in the practise room and only leaving to take a shower and rest two or three hours on their beloved beds.
His feet were aching, well, his whole body felt in pain, but he wasn't supposed to complain about it. He was the leader, the strongest one amongst the seven, even if he had hyungs on the group that had been more years on the business, he was the one supposed to gave example to the others.
Sometimes he thought -when he was so exhausted that he felt like giving up- that if he was the youngest, he wouldn't felt like this. If just Jihoon wasn't there...
“Hyung, you should rest a bit.” Suddenly he felt the magnae by his side, streching his arm to give him a bottle of fresh water.
“Thanks...” He muttered while taking the bottle, feeling ashamed of himself for thinking about kicking out Jihoon. What kind of leader wanted his magnae to be out of his group?
“Are you okay?” Jihoon's voice sounded worried as the tears started to roll down on Jiho's cheeks. He didn't even noticed it until he felt the magnae's hand on his face, wiping the tears.
“...I'm such an awful leader.” Zico tried to sound okay, but his voice was all shaky because of the tears. He was obviously not okay. The nerves before the debut, the pressure of being the leader, all of that was killing him inside and he didn't even bothered on talking about this with the others. He was the leader, after all, he was supposed to be the strongest one, right?
“What the hell are you talking about?” P.O frowned as he heard the older, placing his hands on his shoulders. “Don't you remember how much you helped me after being kicked out? How you encouraged me to audition again next year, saying that I was really talented and that I deserved to be on the group?”
“Stop talking nonsense, hyung, you're an awesome leader and I'm sure that we'll do great thanks to you” And if his words wasn't enough, that smile on Jihoon's lips definitely made him feel better.
Well, maybe he wasn't as bad as he though being a leader, if the magnae was so proud of him. That gave him enough strengh to stand up and go on. And if he felt down again, he knew he would have Jihoon by his side.