*Next Day – King Entertainment Company, Training Room*
The music was loud. Bass thumping through the floor, counting "Five, six, seven, eight!" echoing off the mirrors.
The idols were deep in choreo practice. Comeback was in two weeks. No room for mistakes.
Han was in the back line. Sweat stuck his shirt to his back. His form was sharp — too sharp. Every move had an edge to it, like he was trying to dance the thoughts out of his head.
On the third run-through, he landed a turn wrong. His ankle tweaked. Pain shot up his leg.
He didn't stop.
Jace saw it. His eyes flicked to Han's foot, then to his face. Kai noticed next. Then their Adriel. But Han kept going, jaw tight, hitting every beat harder than he needed to.
"Han," Jace called during the water break, voice low. "You good?"
"Fine," Han said, instantly. Too fast. He rolled his ankle like that would prove it and winced.
"You're not fine," Kai said flatly. "You're limping."
"It's nothing." Han grabbed his water bottle and downed half of it. His hands were shaking.
They ran the choreo twice more. Han didn't sit out. By the end, he was pale and breathing hard, and it wasn't just from dancing.
Music cut. Practice ended. The rest of the team started packing up, but Jace, Kai, and Adriel didn't move. They surrounded Han at the mirrors.
"Okay," Jace said, crossing his arms. "What's wrong. For real."
Han opened his mouth. Shut it. Opened it again. Then it all came out in a rush, fast and breathless like he'd been holding it since 2:19 AM.
"It's Taejoon. He's been— he's been weird. Avoiding me. I went to Star yesterday and he saw me and he just— he walked away. With this lady. She was touching his arm and laughing and he didn't— he didn't even say hi to me he just left and last night I texted him and he said he was busy and he never says that and I couldn't sleep and I kept thinking what if he's with her and then I had this dream and it was like a— a revelation from the future, like I saw them together and they were—" He sucked in a sharp breath, chest heaving. "They were kissing and it felt so real and I woke up sweating and—"
He stopped. Because all three of them were staring at him.
Then, very slowly, Jace's mouth twitched.
Kai pressed his lips together. His shoulders started shaking.
Adriel lost it first. A snort, then full laughter, hand over his mouth.
"Are you—" Jace wheezed. "Are you saying you had a prophetic vision dream about Taejoon cheating on you?"
"I didn't say cheating!" Han snapped, ears going red. "I said— I said it was a revelation! From the future! It could mean something!"
"Oh it means something," Kai said, deadpan. But his eyes were crinkled up. "It means someone is _jealous_."
"I'm not jealous!" Han said, which only made them laugh harder.
"Bro," Adriel gasped. "You strained your ankle dancing mad about a dream. That's like. Peak jealousy behavior."
"You don't understand," Han insisted, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "He's been different. Distant. Secretive. What if he—"
Jace put a hand on his shoulder. His smile softened, but he was still fighting laughter. "Han. Breathe. Taejoon's not—" He caught himself. Glanced at Kai. Kai gave the tiniest shake of his head.
Taejoon's plan. Right. They couldn't say anything.
"He's not what?" Han demanded, zeroing in on it.
"He's not gonna do anything stupid," Jace finished smoothly. "He's just… busy. With stuff. Work stuff."
"Proposal-plans," Adriel muttered, then coughed when Kai elbowed him. "Pro-pose-ul. The protein shake. Business is booming."
Han stared at them. "You guys are acting weird too. All of you. At Star yesterday, Adriel and Lorenzo were—"
"We don't know what you're talking about," Kai said immediately. "You hit your head when you dreamed, maybe."
They were terrible liars. But they were united in it. No one was cracking.
Han groaned and dropped onto the floor, hissing when his ankle twinged. "I hate all of you."
"No you don't," Jace said, crouching next to him and handing him an ice pack from the mini fridge. "Put this on your ankle before you make it worse dancing your feelings out."
"And drink water," Adriel added. "And maybe don't diagnose the future based on REM sleep."
Han took the ice pack and pressed it to his ankle, glaring at nothing. "He better have a good explanation."
"He will," Kai said, quiet but certain. He and Jace shared another look over Han's head.