After these boys surprised me by attending this concert, another bomb was dropped when they brought me backstage.
I knew they had connections which I appreciate. However, those privileges are things that I cannot like right now.
I look stiff.
I might be.
"Yoongi-ah! Congratulations!" It is what I heard from people around me. Because it was indeed a successful concert, tickets were all sold out. The stadium was packed. It was a crazy party-like concert. And it was a blast.
I stayed in defense mode at the back of my brothers. I was like a snail hiding in its shell. I just said I was stiff. My feet were buried in the ground, and I didn't know what to do.
Everyone congratulated him.
At that juncture, this pale guy was in front of my face. It was hot a while ago, and now I feel so cold.
I wasn't even wearing my best.
Why do I have to wear my best? Lol!
I am thinking funny things which I do not understand.
"C-congratulations!" I took all my courage to smile and greet him. I heard it was his last show, and gladly, I could attend it before he took a break again.
I was supposed to give him the same hugs I usually do when greeting someone. You know, half hug and cheek-to-cheek kiss.
But I was so stunned when he pulled me so close to him. And I was buried in his chest.
He then whispered, "Bogoshipo," stirring my mind that everything went blank.
I was frozen in his arms, and I could not respond so quickly like all my weaknesses came out.
"Okay!" My brothers cheered, and in a moment. They surrounded us. Later on, I saw Xander whispering to Yoongi. Then he finally released me from the hug.
I was still stunned, and it was crazy. But I recovered a few seconds after he concluded the hug.
I haven't seen his face yet, but he has lost weight.
They had an after-party with his team. I went out with my brothers after that too.
Something was tingling when I saw him.
Did I feel like I missed him?
Or am I imagining things?
Maybe I did.
Maybe I miss how he always had something to say about me.
While we were going home after we came from the restaurant, I was staring at nothingness. I was still unresponsive.
And my brother, John, had to check on me and ask me, "Alexandrya? What's wrong?"
"Huh?" I looked at him instantly.
"You were spacing out, Princess. What's wrong?" He asked me again.
I was seated beside him. James Oppa was driving his rover, and Xander oppa was in the passenger's seat. I was seated at the side with John oppa in the middle and Jake oppa at the other.
When we got out, they all cheered me up like something bad happened to me. I acted normally after that. However, I doubt that they believed me.
Honestly, what happened was still running into my mind. I couldn't just let it go.
Did he tell me that he misses me?
Why?
I went to my room and slept with that thought.
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Saving Mr. Popular
FanfictionDestiny. Do you even believe in it? If I will, will I end up being happy? Or will I end up being in pain? Who knows right? Love is a risk. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Love is a sacrifice. Yes, a great sacrifice.