Shameless [Hyunminchan]

Chapter 29

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I've been rehearsing lightly. Hanbin hyung didn't want me to get tired, the concert was in an hour. I was nervous, this wasn't normal. Maybe it's because Bang and Hwang were coming, I wanted to impress them.

I'm doing a few dance covers since fans have been requesting. I find one of them really entertaining. I think it might turn on Hwang and maybe even...... Bang?

I blushed at the thought. I've really let my heart fall for them way too hard. Admitting it to their faces might be the hardest thing I'll ever do.

The hairdressers and makeup artists have been preparing me for the past 30 minutes. I like the choice of my clothes. Black pants that look kinda like jeans but aren't actually jeans. A white dress shirt tucked into my pants and a black bowtie. And a cropped coat over it. My hair wasn't dyed, the silver seemed to be attractive. I like it.

(Check the top for his outfit)

I checked my phone while I waited for the time. Scrolling through my messages. I saw a notification from both Hwang and Bang. I understand Hwang texting me, but Bang? I'm usually the one annoying his ass.

I smirked leaving Bang on delivered since the opportunity came. He's always leaving me on delivered for a fucking week before answering. I obviously don't have the patience to wait a damn week. So I'll leave him like that for a good hour.

I opened Hwang's message.

Prince 👑

Break a leg princess 😉
Last seen 2 hours ago

I better see your ass there
Delivered

~♠️~

It doesn't seem like Hwang was online at all considering how he's been off for the past 2 hours. Hwang doesn't look like the guy who'd be busy. More like the guy who plays around cause he has nothing better to do. Hwang is entertaining, pretty opposite from what Bang gives off.

I wish Bang would show a little bit of affection. He's usually just pissed at me.

"Min!" I heard my name and turned around. It was my manager, Hanbin Hyung.

"Hi." I smiled.

"You look great," He complimented me looking at my hair. There was a small box in the side clipping my hair back a bit. The hairdresser told me it would make me look cute so I went for it.

"Thanks," I got up from my seat, leaving my phone on the table. "Is it about to start?" I asked.

"Yeah, the stage manager asked me to get you." He said, "The audience is packed." He laughed, patting my back. It felt good knowing people came and paid to watch me. Me. Me as in Lee Minho. The famous idol who started from the bottom and worked his way up.