Mischief Managed (Stray Kids Oneshots)

Concert Night | Kim Seungmin

The excitement in the air was palpable as you entered the venue. The lights were dimmed, the crowd was buzzing with anticipation, and you could already feel the adrenaline building as the music from the opening acts played. It was the night of Seungmin's concert, and you couldn't wait to see him perform live. You had promised him you would come, and tonight, nothing would stop you from being there.

You made your way through the crowd, weaving between fans who were just as excited as you, and found a spot near the stage. The atmosphere was electric, with everyone chanting the name of Stray Kids, and as the opening notes of their latest song blared through the speakers, your heart raced. The moment had arrived.

Seungmin appeared on stage, his bright smile lighting up the arena as he waved to the fans. His presence was magnetic, and the way he effortlessly commanded the stage filled you with awe. His voice was even more beautiful live, and you couldn't take your eyes off him. Every movement, every note, felt like a connection between him and the crowd. And you? You were right there, cheering him on with all the energy you had.

As the night went on, you sang along to every song, your hands waving in the air with the crowd. Seungmin's eyes scanned the sea of people, and every once in a while, you felt like he was looking directly at you. It was like a silent connection, like he knew you were there, supporting him.

The concert came to an end, and the arena erupted in applause. You cheered louder than ever, your hands sore from clapping. But the best part of the night was still to come. After the show, you were heading backstage to meet him—something you had both been looking forward to after the long tour. You couldn't wait to see him up close again and hear all about how his performance went.

As you made your way through the backstage corridors, you were practically bouncing on your toes. The crew were running around, packing up equipment, and you could hear faint laughter and conversation echoing in the halls. Finally, you reached the green room where the members were resting, and as you stepped inside, your eyes locked with Seungmin's.

The moment his gaze met yours, his face lit up, and a huge smile spread across his face. "You made it!" he exclaimed, rushing toward you with a gleam in his eyes.

You grinned back, not able to hold in your excitement. "Of course I did! I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Seungmin wrapped you in a tight hug, pulling you into his chest. You could feel his heartbeat racing, probably still high from the performance, and you couldn't help but smile as you hugged him back.

"I was looking for you the whole time," he said, his voice soft but filled with warmth. "I saw you in the crowd, and every time I looked in your direction, you were cheering me on. It kept me going."

You pulled away just enough to look up at him, your heart swelling at his words. "You were amazing tonight, Seungmin," you said sincerely. "You always are, but this time... it was something else."

He blushed slightly, scratching the back of his neck. "I'm glad you think so." His gaze softened, and he took your hand, leading you over to a nearby couch. "Come sit. You must be tired from standing all that time."

You nodded gratefully, feeling the weight of your own tiredness settling in as you sat down next to him. He sat beside you, his presence calming, and you could tell he was still on a high from the performance. His energy was contagious.

"How was it?" you asked, your curiosity getting the better of you. "Was it as fun as it looked?"

Seungmin chuckled, leaning back and stretching his arms. "It was even more fun than I could have imagined. The crowd was incredible, and just knowing you were out there made everything feel so much more special."

You looked at him, feeling your cheeks warm at his words. He was always so sweet, but hearing him say something like that made your heart skip a beat. "I was so proud of you," you whispered, your voice barely above a soft hum.

Seungmin turned to look at you, his expression soft and sincere. "I'm just glad you could make it. You're always so supportive, and it means the world to me."

The room fell silent for a moment as you both soaked in the quiet intimacy of the moment. The chaos of the concert, the noise, the lights—it all seemed far away now. It was just you and him, sharing this peaceful, perfect moment.

Finally, Seungmin leaned in, gently placing a soft kiss on your forehead. "Thank you for being here," he said quietly, his voice full of affection. "I love having you by my side, whether I'm performing or just... being me."

You closed your eyes for a moment, savoring the warmth of his words. "I love being here with you," you whispered back, leaning against his shoulder.

Seungmin smiled, his hand gently squeezing yours. "Next time, we'll make sure to watch from the front row," he said with a playful glint in his eyes. "That way, I can look at you the whole time and not just during the encore."

You laughed, shaking your head. "Deal."

And as the night wore on, the two of you sat there together, enjoying each other's company after the whirlwind of the concert, feeling content in the quiet afterglow. The connection you shared—whether in the crowd or backstage—was something you both cherished, a bond that only seemed to grow stronger with every shared memory, every smile, every moment together.