Oh my god! I can't believe it! It was DBSK in the flesh! They're so hot! I wonder if I can get pictures of them. That would be so cool! I wonder what they need me for. Did I do something wrong? Oh! It must be because of the pictures I took of JaeJoong yesterday. What if they make me delete them? I don't want that to happen! Oh, it might be because I fell on him. I can't believe that I fell on top of him. It might be because of that. I could have injured him, and they're going to make me pay for his medical bills. I don't have that kind of money, but JaeJoong didn't look injured. What did I do then?
"Sheesh!" I whispered to myself a little frustrated. I ran my hand through my hair in annoyance. It was dark in the car, and it was a little hot. They may have opened a window, but it was still a hot day. It wasn't comfortable sitting in one position, but I didn't want to mess up their car by accidentally touching something. I shifted in the passenger seat. "How long do I have to wait for them?" I sighed knowing being patient wasn't something I was good at. I fished my cell phone out and started playing games trying to relieve some boredom. I was talking to myself, "If Nay was here, it would be more fun. We would be talking so much. She loves DBSK more than I do. Right now, we would probably be fangirling. Nay would have said something like 'JaeJoong will be my husband.'" I felt a sharp pain suddenly. Why did I have to feel this way?
"If only she was here.." I whispered still feeling the pain. What do they want from me? Did they want to meet Nay? It hurt even more now. She is pretty, and I am a very close friend. The pain throbbed violently, and I clutched my chest. They probably like her and want to get closer. I bit my lip fighting back the tears. I tightened my grip on my chest, trying to calm myself down. I have to stop thinking like this. I'm only hurting myself like this. I need to stay calm. I slowly felt myself relaxing into the seat.
The car door opened, and I gasped loudly. I chuckled at myself seeing Yunho looking at me curiously. I got scared for nothing. "Put this on," Yunho said handing me a hat and some sunglasses. I put them looking at myself in the car door mirror. I looked like a guy… Is it so hard to look cute? "Come on." I followed them to a somewhat isolated spot in the shade of a tree.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked a little softly. Yunho laughed.
"No, you didn't do anything wrong. You're not in trouble don't worry." His tone was light and airy.
"Oh." I rubbed my hands together nervously. "Then…" I trailed off unsure of what to say.
"We just wanted to be friends with you."
"Eh?" I asked not sure I heard correctly. They wanted to be friends? "Why?" It makes no sense to become friends with me.
"We just want to be friends. Do we need a reason?" I shook my head staring intently at Yunho and the others. They looked very serious. "Do you want to be friends then?" How could I refuse? I shook my head enthusiastically. I have no idea why this is happening, but this is so cool! I pinched myself, and it hurt. I'm not dreaming. "Then let me introduce everyone. You can call me Yunho." Said man extended his hand out, and I shook it. His hand was surprisingly smooth for a guy, but he had a very firm grip. It kind of hurt a bit. "This is Changmin." A very tall man stepped out from behind Yunho. I extended my hand, but he didn't take it. Instead he pat my head chuckling while saying something I didn't understand.
"Chibi-tan," said a deep voice.
"I am not," I retorted indignantly.
"So you understand Japanese?" I shook my head profusely red in the face. "That was Yoochun." Yunho gestured to a laughing man that stood on Yunho's right.
"Baka!" I yelled at him. I stuck my tongue at him, and everyone burst into laughter. Within that laughter, I heard a very weird laugh to put it simply.
"Ok," Yunho stopped laughing and gestured to another man. "This guy is Junsu." Junsu walked up to me smiling and I backed up slightly. He got closer and suddenly pinched my cheeks.
"Kawaii," he said.
"Eh? Yada," I managed to say with him pinching me. I smiled weakly when he finally let go. "That hurt," I said whining just a bit. I rubbed my cheeks trying to soothe the pain. Did I mention that I wasn't a big fan of pain? I rubbed my cheeks that were red from the comment and pain Junsu caused. I haven't been called cute in a long time.
"I thought you didn't know Japanese," Yunho pressed once more.
"Er… I watch a lot of anime, so I learn a few words. That's about all the Japanese I know anyway. By the way, why are you the only one speaking English?" It was nice talking to Yunho don't get me wrong, but it was really creepy since it was only me and him talking.
"I'm the leader, so I need to represent the group. The others don't speak much English, but we all speak Korean and Japanese. Oh yeah! This is the last guy called JaeJoong." JaeJoong stepped out from behind Yunho, and my heart skipped a beat. He was still as handsome as I saw him yesterday. He walked up to me and I shifted slightly unsure of what to do. I was pulled into a hug, and my heart quickened. I knew I was red in the face, but I can't feel this way! Shut up my beating heart! I was rather nervous.
"Um…" I didn't want to look up at him and feel my heart beat even harder. I pushed on him slightly, and he let go. I could see a slight pout on the angel in front of me, and it didn't suit him. I felt mesmerized by this man's beauty. He disappeared behind Yunho once again, and I could feel disappointment weaving heavily on my shoulders. Just because I like him, it doesn't mean anything will ever happen. I'm a normal girl. "So this is what you wanted to talk about? Aren't you guys only here for like a few days? Why bother to be my friends?"
"Hang on a second." They started discussing, and I felt left out. If only I understood, all of us could talk together. I want to be able to speak to the rest of them more. "Ok, we are only for a couple of weeks, so we have one week starting off today. We want to be your friend because you're interesting."
"I'm interesting. How so?" It wasn't adding up.
"Let's just leave it at that. Since we're done for the day, let's get some lunch. We'll treat you to a meal."
"Oh you don't have to," I said shaking my head. I didn't want idols paying for me.
"No, it's ok. We're friends now aren't we?" Yunho grabbed me, and I was dragged along with them. We were all disguised, and we ended up at the nearest restaurant. It was a ramen shop, and we ordered the same food because of Yunho. I ended up sitting in the middle of Junsu and Yoochun, and on the other side sat JaeJoong, Yunho, and Changmin. Yunho sat across me, but it didn't make me feel better with Yoochun next to me. For some reason, Junsu kept fussing over me, and Yoochun kept laughing. Whenever I sent him glares, he would laugh even more and everyone else would join in.
I sat back in the seat and sighed. I didn't like this one bit. I guess I have to bear it since they're not normal people right? I could feel my eyes watering. I should have known I wasn't able to hold it in. I looked down at my feet and clenched my fists. I waited for my tears to dry before I had to find a tissue to use. I didn't want them to see me crying for no good reason. My vision blurred, and I could feel the tears dropping onto my lap. I felt someone wipe my tears, and I looked up into the face of Yoochun. He was wiping my tears with his thumb, and I smiled bitterly. What the hell is wrong with me?
It became silent at our table, and I looked back down wiping away my tears. I could feel their stares directed at me, and it wasn't very comfortable. The food arrived, and I ate quickly in the permeable silence. When everybody finished, they paid and we left. It was awkward, but I didn't feel like talking. I should probably ditch them. It wouldn't be good for me to be mixed up with them. I dwindled behind without them noticing. They were soon out of my line of sight, and I made a run for it. I ran for my house as quick as my legs could take me.
