Petrichor; an EXO's Xiumin Fanfic

Prologue

"Let's take a selfie~" I put my phone high up to capture some moment with me and my friend. Hannah settles her chin on my shoulder while I'm working to get the perfect angel. "Say cheese, darling~"

"Cheese~" Hannah squealed in delight. "That's going to look so good."

I tuck my hair behind my ear. Patting my own shoulder, I claim, "Of course it's going to look good. I am a photographer, after all."

Hannah just flips her hair and moving her eyebrow in judging manner. "Yeah, right..."

"Seoul looks completely different at night compared to day, right?" I lay on the grass, feeling the smell of morning dew started to creep inside me, engulfing me, not minding the little wet feeling soaking my back. Walking nearing and around Hangang River had always been my dream if I'm able to step my foot on the land of South Korea. And well, here I am!

Hannah smiles knowingly as she too joining me laying on the wet grass.

"HEY YOU! HOW CAN YOU SIMPLY TAKING PICTURE OF OTHERS WITHOUT PERMISSION?" A guy screams in Korean.

A shadow of a guy walking furiously to us. A little bit taken aback, I lean myself to Hannah, seeking comfort even a little. Realizing Hannah somehow fallen asleep within less than five minutes laying there makes my stomach churn in fear. I grasp her t-shirt tightly.

Knowing little in Korean does not help me in this situation, especially being bombarded by a guy I don't even know this early in the morning. Being completely scared and knows it shows on my face also does not help me in this situation.

"I'm sorry, but I don't understand you." I tried to reason to him in English, hoping he could understand me. By now, both Hannah and I are already sitting cross legs, holding each other hands.

The guy sigh heavily, I could somehow sense that he still is pissed off of me. But again, what had I done wrong to him?

"YOU. ME. PICTURE. NO. BAD." He tried to communicate with me with his evidently broken English.

Feeling my blood boiling inside, I almost scream out to him but managed to hold my anger. "I'm sorry, but I think there's a misunderstanding here. I did not take your picture." But seeing his still annoyed face, I decided to use body language and gestures to explain. "You. Me. Picture. No. Not." I cross both arms together to make him understand that I did not take his picture. I mean, who the hell he think he is actually to behave like this to me? A superstar?

"YOU. TRUST. NO." He hug his body tightly.

I don't understand this guy at all. "ARE YOU CRAZY OR WHAT? WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU ARE TO QUESTIONING ME LIKE THIS?" I scream out to him as I shove his shoulder lightly (or maybe not-so-lightly, I'm not sure, it's all are a blur), showing my frustration.

Which turn out to be a bad move.

Because the next thing I know is that I've been punched on my face. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!" I shove him away of me.

Somehow, both of us got into a fight. A messy fight. Punches, slaps, kicks and swear words are thrown to each other (at least that's what I believe his screams are about, seeing his angry face). It's bizarre. Never in my life have I predicted that I would stuck in this situation. But again, who will?

Hannah that was too shock to even move all this while takes some time to actually snap out if it and screaming for help.

Some guys are rushing and running to us, pulling us away from each other. Our uneven breathing are the only sounds heard after we've successfully yanked away of each other. By now, I'm already in Hannah's embrace.

"Hyung, what are you doing to this girl?"

One guy that was holding the guy seems to ask something to him. So they know each other, and my attacker is older than this guy. Knowing little in Korean does not mean I'm totally clueless on their conversation.

"She was taking our picture."

So this guy was somehow explaining something to him. Frustration kicks me for not understanding their conversation other than some word thrown between them. It all just sounds gibberish right now.

"Joonmyeon-hyung!"

All the boys sans my attacker flocks around a guy that jogging to us. Great, another psycho or what now? But that name sounds familiar. Hannah somehow feels my tension build up within me rubs my arms reassuringly. I just shook my head slowly, confusion filling my head.

Listening their quite a long conversation in Korean makes me more nervous than it should. I'm innocent!

The guy named Joonmyeon walks slowly to me while pulling his cap lower, hiding his face. "I'm sorry over what happen. May I know what happened actually?"

"At last, someone that speaks English." I heave a relieved sigh. "I was conversing with my friend here while this..." I click my tongue annoyingly to my attacker "...gentleman here suddenly attacks me with questions about taking his picture and such. I don't even understand him yet he just keep on blaming me on it."

Joonmyeon looks nervous all of sudden, judging the way he fiddling with his fingers. "I'm sorry about that, but can we actually looks into your phone to confirm it? Please?"

His voice sounds so desperate.

"But why?" I asks slowly, trying to be diplomatic for once.

Joonmyeon just fidgeting and fiddling his fingers.

Now, it's my turn to be nervous. "Hey, you guys are not wanted criminal or some sort, right?" I laugh nervously, trying to kick fears from my heart.

"No, no. I promise." . "I'll explain to you, if you could confirm it to me."

I nodded and take my phone from my jeans pocket and unlock the front screen. "Here, this is my phone gallery." I slide around the pictures taken recently, and shows him the last picture taken before I'm attacked by one of them. "I was taking a selca with my friend here, before he..." I pointed to my attacker "...just come and disturb me. I'm not lying now, okay? He's acting like he's some sort of superstar."

Joonmyeon laughs nervously before taking a glance to the other boys. I just realized that most of them are wearing caps and snapbacks, low enough to cover more than half of their faces.

"I'll explain to you, but I need to talk to them for now. Just a moment. Please?"

"Sure." I nodded my head a few times, giving my permission. At least this Joonmyeon guy seems decent and trustworthy.

More gibberish talking between them happened while they throw glances to Hannah and me for a few times. I can't see my attacker's facial expression at all, as he's standing with his back to me. Hannah's grip on my hand tightened. After a while, all of them walk back to us.

Joonmyeon smile to me, relieved and worried at the same time. "I'm sorry about everything. All of us are." They bowed to us.

Feeling the awkwardness creeping between us, I decided to break the silence. "Apologies accepted. But I can't say it is okay, because come on, look at my face. And that doesn't give him reason to act this way to me. At all."

"But he do have. The reason, I mean." Joonmyeon laughs nervously.

Is he always be this nervous and awkward all the time? I bite my lips, judging his words. "What do you mean again?"

Joonmyeon pull off his cap, so does the others.

I gasp loudly. "You're-"

"-Suho?" Hannah finished my sentence.

They're superstar! It just dawned to me that I was actually having a fight (punches, slaps and kicks included) with one of the EXO member. I turn to look properly to my attacker. With his bruised face, it take some time to realize who he is.

Kim-fucking-Minseok.

Holy shit. What happened actually?