FAME GAME || J.JK [On Hold]

5| First love

He frowns, the red cup in his hold; everything takes me back to it. "Rumiko?" His eyes that i hate to look at focus down on me. I shift mine from him and walk away to the entrance of our row, searching for renjun among the crowd. Where did this boy run off to?

"Sis," a hand tapping on my waist, i turn around and get ready to give a lecture to this guy. "Look, jungkook's going up solo now."

He points behind me, "so gimme shouting later and let's go see the concert, first." His sneaky smile manages to soften my heart, he grabs onto my hand and we quickly get down to our seats which luckily i managed to buy, even though it's a bit farther than i thought. "He looks gorgeous."

"He looks so cool!" A random fanboy sitting beside me screams after i had only murmured, in awe, staring at the man in real, something i never thought i'd be able to do. We wave the light stick up high for our favourite. "Ayo, he's got the drumsticks. He's gonna get it."

Renjun doesn't help my heart calm down, he only enlightens the flick of fire burning up from my chest to the tip to my toes.

Jungkook fixes his mic down on the base of the drum set's mic stand, ready to deliver us his best yet again. "Record." Renjun asks me to do so, asking me since he thinks i'm good with cameras, but i really am not. "You stop eating like this."

I ask him to stop stuffing the popcorns into his mouth so recklessly, and he giggles, his cheeks puffed up due to the food inside his mouth, "okay."

I reach out for the polaroid i brought along with me and capture one picture of jungkook, feeling like this is enough for tonight. I don't want to keep recording him or keep taking photos of him.

I can see them later all over internet, always. So, right now, I only want to feel this moment, contain whatever memories I can, with my eyes and heart all only stuck on one person who's up on the stage, seeming nervous though we know he'll do the best.

12 AM

"I want to go pee, man, it's cold..." He leaves his drink down to go and take a bathroom break, the concert already having ended but since renjun went away, i wait here on my place.

I really seem to be stuck into a denial, i cannot explain this feeling inside my heart. My heartbeat is loud like never, and i still feel like there's so much more to happen, though that is a wrong gut feeling. This is how you shake with excitement, the one taking hold of you and getting you overwhelmed and gushed.

This was my first concert, the most amazing one. I cannot wait to replay the videos people would have taken; i want to see everything with a right mind again.

I didn't concentrate well.

It's all because of him how I got distracted as if no one was here, except him and I. This is so messed up. I feel so bad, like a delusional fan who's turned crazy.

"Let's go!" Renjun's voice catching me off guard, I hurry to get up but the bowl of popcorn which was still there on my lap unintentionally reaches the ground and I mentally curse at myself, "I'm so sorry." He bends down but picks the bowl up to not let the mess be here, and he cleans it up, "it's alright. We've to eat dinner anyways and I am so full already."

He doesn't show any signs of unhappiness since he wanted to have the remaining of the popcorn for himself. "Are you sure you're not going to cry in your room later because because I dropped your snack?"

He gives these unamused gaze to me, stopping in his actions and getting up. "I'm not a baby anymore. I wouldn't cry even if you ate from my bowl."

No matter what renjun does or says, I know how mature and much responsible he has gotten during the past two years. He really was the most vulnerable and attached one to our mother, but she couldn't care less. I wonder if there was any mother who could leave their biological children in foster care at such an young age just because I was the one who she hated.

Nevertheless, it doesn't bother me and I have started to be less anxious than before since I started to think about the bright side of being independent and relying on no one for anything.

Even if I have to struggle a bit, at least I have this in my mind that I'm not a burden on anyone and that I'm earning and living on my own.

"What are your thoughts on dinner?" I ask to the one who's back with his skateboard that he had kept away in a locker because we're not allowed to bring it here in the stadium. We walk outside, the whole crowd still there, giggling and smiling with happy memories of the concert, some leave slowly, like nobody wants to go back home, though everyone looks tired.

"Maybe some meat and mashed potatoes, I want simple food cause' I'm gonna go and game for some hours with hyunjin and daniel."

"Oh..." I sigh, breathing out the cool air which mixes with the cold wind blowing slowly in the dark night, but I didn't get one thing, "who's daniel?" I turn my head up to expect an answer from him, he smiles shyly but stops amidst skateboarding to fix his long silver chain, "it's that girl from the arcade." His eyes feign mine, he sets them down on his Nike.

"That's interesting, I expected her to be a good gamer. I looked at the way she was punching the ball down the hoop." I chuckle at the boy who's experiencing his first ever love, the bubbly and the starry skies one.

He scoffs, "should've seen the way I threw her down the railway tracks."

My eyes widen at renjun, but i don't smile, "you what?" He laughs softly, crossing over the footpath, "in the game we played, she lost from me. She's not that good, but her tries to be bold are impressive as heck, rather cute." He doesn't even hide how he's crushing so hard on her, knowing I'm never going to stop him from doing something which isn't wrong.

"Hmm," I glance down and let renjun blush sweetly, giving him the silence and space he might need now. We make our way towards my café quickly.

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