Title: Debuting Into Love part 1&2

Title: Debuting Into Love

Part 1: The First Stage

The lights of Seoul had never looked brighter to Hu Yetao. Fresh off the plane from Beijing, he stood by the airport window, watching the city that had birthed so many stars. For Yetao, this was more than a work trip—it was the start of something new. He had been invited to join a special international K-pop project, and the first rehearsal was in just a few hours.

What he didn’t know was that his world was about to change.

Meanwhile, in a sleek studio across the city, BamBam was lounging on the dance floor, water bottle in hand, reviewing the new choreography. The collaboration project was a big deal: idols from across Asia coming together for a one-time debut group. As the leader and senior artist, BamBam had been asked to guide the rookies.

"One of them’s from China. Hu Yetao," the manager had said.

“He’s sharp. Good dancer. Kinda quiet.”

BamBam smirked. “We’ll see about that.”

When Yetao arrived at the studio, he felt a little out of place. Everyone was chatting in Korean, and the room buzzed with energy. Then he saw him—BamBam. Tall, confident, laughing with the staff like he owned the room.

Their eyes met.

“Hey, you must be Yetao, right?” BamBam walked over, extending his hand with a smile.

Yetao nodded, surprised. “Yes. I’m a big fan... I mean, nice to meet you.”

BamBam laughed. “You can be both.”

Rehearsals began, and the spark between them was instant—not just in chemistry, but in rhythm. BamBam watched as Yetao learned the choreography almost too fast, his body moving with sharp precision and fluid grace.

“You catch on quick,” BamBam said during a break.

“I try,” Yetao replied, trying not to show how his heart raced whenever BamBam complimented him.

As the days passed, their moments grew—from shared water bottles to late-night dance practice. They weren’t just teammates anymore; they were becoming something more.

One night, after everyone had left, BamBam stayed back to practice alone. Yetao showed up too.

“Couldn’t sleep?” BamBam asked.

“Couldn’t stop thinking about… this.” Yetao gestured toward the studio. “About us, maybe.”

BamBam’s eyes lingered on him. “Yeah. Me too.”

And in that quiet studio, under dim rehearsal lights, a new kind of debut began—not just on stage, but in their hearts.

Title: Debuting Into Love

Part 2: Offbeat Hearts

The rehearsal studio, once a place of pressure and perfection, had turned into something softer for both BamBam and Yetao. The energy between them shifted with each passing day—familiar looks held longer than they should, casual touches lingering like whispered secrets.

It had been two weeks since the project began. The group, named “Eclipse”, was scheduled to debut on a live music show with a powerful performance blending Korean, Thai, and Chinese influences. The world was watching.

Yet for BamBam and Yetao, the real intensity wasn’t on the stage—it was in every moment in between.

Practice. Sweat. Eye contact.

They were rehearsing the bridge of their song one late evening—just the two of them. The choreography was demanding, with a duet section where their bodies moved in synchronized tension, ending with their faces inches apart. It was meant to show trust and drama—but for them, it showed something else too.

“You’re too tense,” BamBam said, taking Yetao’s wrist and adjusting his posture. “Relax your shoulders.”

Yetao tried, but every time BamBam’s fingers touched his skin, it sent a bolt through his chest.

“Better?” Yetao asked softly.

BamBam looked at him for a beat too long. “Yeah… better.”

There was silence, the kind that hums with things unsaid.

Backstage moments.

The first full dress rehearsal arrived. Cameras, stylists, directors—all swarming. Yetao stood near the mirror adjusting his mic, nerves knotting in his stomach. He didn’t know why this felt so different. Maybe because it wasn’t just about debuting—it was about being seen next to BamBam.

“You look nervous,” BamBam said, appearing behind him, already in costume—black mesh and silver chains.

“I am. This is big.”

BamBam met his eyes in the mirror. “You’re not alone.”

Those three words anchored Yetao in place. As BamBam placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, everything around them blurred.

Later that night.

The rehearsal went perfectly. The staff cheered. Eclipse was ready. Still high from the adrenaline, the group went out for dinner. But BamBam and Yetao slipped away early.

They found themselves walking Seoul’s quiet Han River path, city lights flickering like stars in water. Their breaths fogged in the cool air, matching in rhythm.

“You know,” BamBam began, breaking the silence, “when I first heard you were joining the project, I thought—‘great, another rookie to babysit.’”

Yetao chuckled. “Thanks for the warm welcome.”

“But then you walked in, all serious and talented. And then you smiled.” BamBam stopped walking, turning to face him. “And it’s been hard to stop thinking about you since.”

Yetao’s heart stuttered. “I thought I was the only one.”

They stood there, the weight of confessions wrapping around them like the wind. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t dramatic. It was real.

“I know this is complicated,” BamBam said, voice softer now. “We’re debuting together. It’s risky. People talk.”

Yetao stepped closer, his hand brushing against BamBam’s. “Let them talk. We’re not a scandal. We’re a story.”

For a moment, BamBam just stared at him, eyes flickering with something raw and bright. Then, as if drawn by gravity, he leaned in, resting his forehead gently against Yetao’s.

No kiss. Not yet.

Just a promise.

Back at the dorms, as everyone slept, BamBam sent a single text to Yetao:

“Let’s debut... not just on stage.”

Yetao replied:

“Into love?”

“Exactly.”

To be continued...

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