Chances (changbin fanfic)

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Their album came out just yesterday and it was a really big deal. It was everywhere, billboards, newspapers, twitter, instagram, just everywhere that ordinary person could reach.

I wasn't with Changbin the day it came out, I was patiently waiting for the album to come out in my living room. I wasn't able to listen to the album before the release, I was excited but I want to be surprised just like everyone else. And I was right from the beginning. They're geniuses. It was the best thing I ever heard and hearing my boyfriend in it was the best feeling ever.
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It was already Thursday when the two black cars stopped in front of my house. I quickly grabbed my jacket and ran through my front door into the first car - as I was told to. When I opened the door the seat was already prepared for me. I sat next to Changbin and in the car were also Felix, Chan and Seungmin.

"Hi," I said quietly when I sat down, Changbin kissed my cheek right after and intertwined our hands. The rest of them greeted me with warm smiles.

"We're gonna introduce you to the manager right after we get out of the car and we will go right into the studio so you'll stay with the staff members in the back, they'll make a room for you so you'll see us from behind the cameras. If anything happens just tell the manager or the staff member," Chan explained slowly.

"Okay," I said back and looked at Changbin with a worried expression on my face.

"It's okay babygirl, it will be okay don't worry," he whispered into my ear, the guys started talking about the interview when we were talking with Changbin, as to not interrupt us or give us a feeling that they were listening to our conversation.

"Aren't you stressed?"

"Little bit but it's good you will be there," he chuckled and then he joined the conversation the boys had and I looked out of the black tinned window. 

The ride didn't take long and the first one who opened the door was Seungmin, which Changbin and I followed outside of the tall building. The other car stopped right behind us and I could see loud laughing when the door opened fastly.

"Hiiii," Hyunjin ran to me and hugged me slightly. He was really cuddly with me for the past couple of days. It was really nice.

Then another car stopped next to us. One older man, 2 young women and another boy got out of the car.

"This is Minji and this is everyone you should know for now," Chan spoke firstly, "our manager and the main staff members coordinating everything else," he continued. We greeted each other and I really tried to remember their names and faces. Everyone left into the building and I was standing alone with one of the women.

"My name is Jina and I will show you everything you need to know," she smiled warmly and I finally felt comfortable. 

"Thank you. It's really stressful that I can't go in with Changbin," I admitted.

"I totally understand," she chuckled, "let's go inside," she said and we were slowly approaching the building infront of us.

When we got inside and we entered the right room, there was a huge blue and white studio with a lot of cameras, lights, screens and a couple of people. In the middle of it was a long white leather couch and behind that 4 tall chairs were already prepared for the boys. I looked around and they weren't in the studio yet.

"We had an interview with this company before and they won't let other people in even if it's a family or friends, or girlfriend in your case," she smiled and opened her purse and she pulled off the white card on a string so I can hang it around my neck.

"How did you get my picture?" I asked surprised. On the card was written my name, position in the company and my picture.

"Changbin," she chuckled.

"Of course," I chuckled with her.

"And where they are?"

"Getting ready, adjusting makeup and hair, as always before something like this," she said. The two tall men stopped in front of us with 2 tall chairs.

"Here," one of them said and placed them infront of us.

"Thank you so much," Jina was faster and answered before me.

We sat on the chair and I was sitting at a perfect angle so I saw the couch and the chairs in the back.

I heard some noise from the right side of the studio and the boys and a woman in a tight dress who was probably interviewing them.

I focused my eyes on Changbin, he was probably looking for me because he tried to look behind the camera and when he finally found my eyes he smiled widely.

"Is everything working properly?" the man behind the camera spoke up first.

"Yes," the woman who was with them answered.

"Okay. 3, 2, 1. Now," the cameraman said and Chan was the first who spoke up. Introducing himself and the group. All of them started speaking and telling their names. 

It was a magical feeling to be there at the same time as them. Watching from behind the camera, not from my phone. It really hit me hard when I saw them all giggly, enjoying every second, doing what they love. They made a lot of jokes and funny things.

This was my home. 8 boys that was there when no one else wasn't and they didn't even have to do it.

The interview went great and they also sang their song 'Another day' and it was just such a bliss for my ears. My eyes were jumping from one boy to another whole time, absorbing their beautiful voices, appearance and charisma they had on the stage. Listening to their voices live for the first time and believe me, there's nothing better than that.

After they ended me I could see Changbin waving at me from distance. I slowly approached him.

"Let's go," he said and lightly tapped my shoulder.

"Where?" I asked when we stopped following boys and the staff members and took another turn on the long hallway.

"Shhh," he whispered and grabbed my hand, pulling me away from his members.

He was walking faster and faster with every step, we were almost running. After few seconds he stopped infront of the white door and knocked softly, but no one responded, so he slowly opened them and let our way in. It was a small room with many costumes on the hangers and a large mirror, nothing else.

He locked the room from inside and connected our lips, slowly moving us infront of the mirror.

"I love your outfit today," he said slightly moving his right hand on my thigh, lifting up my skirt.