Olly- The boy with the curly, brown hair that you just can't get enough of. His curls swirl around like spirals in a non ending cycle. Oh how you would love to put your hands through those layers; to run your fingers through them. You think of how it must feel. His hair looks so soft, but yet so coarse. You remember how he looked the first time you met;it was just like this:

You've known Olly and the other boys now for a few weeks. You've been a dance assistant to help them perfect their moves. And you've especially have been helping Olly. He admits he is not a natural dancer, and that proves to be so. But that's okay. Anyone can learn. And you a are sure he can.

You go to the dance room as you wait for him. You are wearing a really cute T-shirt that is (Your favorite color) and sweatpants that fit in (your favorite style) You made sure to look cute. You always do for Olly. Your makeup and hair was done like this:

As you wait for him you can't help but to remember when you first met - he said hello and stared into your eyes for a few minutes. He simply could not take his eyes off of you. He look into your eyes with his piercing, beautiful, eyes, just like this:

(Y/N)!", he calls out. entering the dance room. " Sorry i'm late. I was at singing practice. It seems like my work never ends"

" Oh that's okay. I understand."

You quickly show him the first few dance moves you're going to help him work on. As he practices and practices, and practices some more, you see improvement. It's small improvement, but it's still improvement.

"Very good", you say as you try to encourage him.

Olly puts his head in his hands and sighs. "I'm never going to get this. I know you're just being nice. I'm not doing well. I suck at dancing."

You walk up to Olly and take his hands away from his face. As you do, you feel a spark in between you two. You can't help but to smile and he smiles back. "Olly, you are improving.It's just going to take you longer than the others to learn how to dance well. But it's okay. You're the best singer in the group."

Olly looks down, shy about getting compliments from you. You want nothing more than to feel those luxurious curls on his head. "I believe in you", you tell him."

He pulls you in close and whispers in your ear, "It's because you believe in me that I believe in myself."

You both go back to dancing and what as your confidence boost works it's magic on him. With time over the next few weeks, you see his improvements. You also notice how he drops hints of being interested in you, but you keep telling yourself it's all in your head.

Then....

One day after dance practice Ollie asks you to take a walk with him. He takes you to a private outside park that is a part of the JYP building. Ollie wraps his arms around you as you feel the warm spring air that feels so new, so fresh. You notice a cute, wooden, picnic table with all kinds of picnic food and drinks spread out - sandwiches, fruit, cookies, fruit juices, and water - with a bouque of flowers in the middle.

Olly takes your hand and smiles."(Y/N) I've never could have come this far without you. I have fallen for you and you mean so much to me."

"You place ahand on your heart. "Oh, Olly...did you set all of this up for me?"

"I would do anything for you", he says sweetly, gesturing for you to take a seat.

As you two spend the rest of the evening eating and laughing, you can't help but to think of how lucky you are. And how there will be plenty more picnics and dance practices to come.