FATE || enhypen jake ff ||

-chapter 4-

End of concert and send off ~
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Y/N's POV:

Send off finished after at least 20-30 minutes of interacting with some of the members.
Lucky enough, i was able to take pictures with 5 of the members.
Heeseung, jungwon, ni-ki (since he was practically coming over to see serayah every other minute) sunoo and jay.
Unfortunately, we didn't get to capture a selfie with the other two boys, jake and sunghoon as the time limit was up and they were rushed by staff to leave so that kinda sucked.
We decided to leave as quickly as we could, trying to avoid a people jam since we could already visualise the traffic that was awaiting us.
After about 10 minutes, we finally made it out of the stadium and serayah booked us an uber.
"Pinch me guys, i genuinely think i'm dreaming like there's no way he actually wrote down his number." Serayah beamed, clearly still shook over her interaction with her bias.
To be honest, i was in shock too. I never imagined idols would just give away their numbers like that, especially to their own fans.
I didn't want to be a party pooper and say that it might be a fake number but the curiosity ended up getting to me.
"When are you going to text the number he gave you? I mean like what if it's a faux and he just write that number down cause of your poster." i commented, trying to sound as neutral as possible.
i didn't want to burst her fantasy but she still ended up glaring at me.
"Oh shut up y/n, you always have to be a hater don't you?" the girl said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh yeah guys i forgot to say but my parents are going away on a trip today and only me and my sister will be left at the house, meaning...FREE YARD GUYS!!" Nadreen exclaimed excitedly, suggesting that we should come over.
"Wait, you want us to stay over right now or?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't say so.
"I genuinely don't mind, because they're already on the plane right now so anytime is fine! It's up to you guys really." The girl said before taking a sip of her drink.
"Let's go tomorrow after I drop off suli's stuff, how's that sound?" I asked, putting my phone in my essentials bag.
"Yeah nah that's fine trust! I completely forgot this was suli's corset." She said while laughing.
"Yeah I'm surprised you didn't get anything on it since you're so messy." Serayah added on, containing her laugh.
I just glared at her, then breaking out into a smile.
I cant resist my friends, especially when their joke is funny.
The uber finally arrived and we all got inside the car.
I looked at serayah, gesturing her to ask the uber driver if we could connect to his Bluetooth.
She shook her head meaning never in a million years is she asking.
Sighing, I looked at nadreen to only realise that she was purposely avoiding eye contact.
This is what happens when you're friends with introverts.
"Uhh, sir could we please connect to your Bluetooth?" I politely asked, my heart low-key racing in hopes he'd say yes.
"Of course, what's your Bluetooth name and I'll connect it." The man softly replied, with a smile.
"Okay thank you! It's that one." I pointed at the name 'jungwons wife'.
The embarrassment hit me like a truck.
I should really change the name..
Finally it connected and the rest of the ride was filled with tunes, a mixture of Bryson tiller, Taylor swift, enhypen and many more.

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JAKES POV:

The concert and send off was finally over and we all headed back to the hotel that we were staying at for the two days we're here.
I looked out the car window and took in the beautiful brick buildings of london that were elegantly connected.
The city here was different from Seoul and Brisbane. It was somewhat, comforting.
Finally, I could rest my body and mind in my king sized bed all in a luxurious room to myself. Not to brag of course.
Although having some company would be nice, I've heard enough voices for today.
I put my hoodie up and took my phone out, scrolling through weverse, spying on what engenes had to say about todays performance however, i suddenly remembered the bizarre text message that I wasn't able to find the time reply to.
I read the message once again, and it felt weird.
It felt genuine, with no bad intentions.
Most of the messages I would get from sasaengs would've mentioned my name already but this person didn't seem to actually know who I was, better yet mistaken me for someone else.
It hurt my pride a little but finally it wasn't an actual weirdo.
Finally arriving at our hotel, we headed inside and went straight to our booked rooms.
Gently pressing the keycard onto the door handle, i walked inside.
The smell of fresh laundry hitting my nose hairs, the room was clean and had a cold breeze.
Alright london, i see you.
I settled my bag down onto the table beside the bed and immediately plopped onto it, staring at the  ceiling for a hot minute.
"Why is this bed so comfy.." I muttered to myself subconsciously whilst rolling around on the bed like a kid.
I took my phone out my pocket and went back to the text message.
'What do i even say..' I thought to myself, using my hand as a head rest.