Levels of Love (iKon/B.I Fanfic)

LEVEL 4

I'm back with my crazy updating!! Also, finally worked out what this story can be about!! YAY!!! :) :) 

Media is iKon's Airplane (which all the guys looks so cute in!! XD)... ohmygosh!! So cute!! Also iKon in full swag at the Music Awards 2015 - when they got out I seriously think my heart stopped!! -.-

Enjoy!! XOXO

P.S. Serious Hanbin-ness starts LEVEL 6 (btw)  

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Despite receiving the promised phone call from Meli that night I decide to save the news about meeting handsome Junhoe until our lunch date the next day. She had a lot to say about Jakob anyway.

"You seriously think I'd fall for that load?" Meli laughs harshly once I've finish telling her what happened. "What was it? A dream or something?"

I scowl, automatically defensive due to her reaction.

"What do you mean? Why would I make that up?"

"You do realise that you've pretty much described meeting the entire YG group iKon, right? A tall, blond guy called Junhoe? A small, fragile looking guy with caramel hair called Jinhwan? Then three other guys, one of which is called Hanbin? You've got to be kidding!"

But I've stopped listening.

Holy. Gosh.

She's one hundred percent correct. I've heard of iKon, watched a few of their music videos and appreciated the visuals/charms of each member.

No way. No way could the tired yet impulsive Junhoe I met yesterday be iKon's Junhoe! Or that cruel gang leader be B.I.

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"Crap", I whisper and don't know what else to say.

Meli studies my shell-shocked expression in growing concern, "CeCe? I don't mean you're that stupid. It's just-"

"Crap", I say again, "Holy, fricken gosh! This can't be happening!"

Meli blinks her thickly lined eyes at me and shrugs, "No. It can't. If you're not lying to me right now, you've been hallucinating and need some help."

"Why couldn't I have actually met iKon?" I finally manage to ask. "We are in Korea."

She shakes her head, brown curls fanning out as she does, "No way. They have their comeback concert tonight, they wouldn't have just been wandering around the streets of Seoul yesterday. They would have been practicing."

Practicing? As in the kind of practicing which made Junhoe storm out and Hanbin yell in his face? I cover my face with my hands and don't know what to do. Am I going crazy or did I meet them?

"I need to get to class", I finally manage to choke out.

"But it's too early!" Meli exclaims, "Don't leave me here. You won't believe what Jakob did!"

I get to my feet and pull my bag with me, "Oh, wow! Really? No way!"

Meli scowls, "What the hell's got into you?"

"Weren't you just sitting there or what? I'm flippin' crazy and so's Jakob! Congratulations", then I turn and stride out of the stupid café. I need to find out if Junhoe is Junhoe or iKon Junhoe and I might already have a plan. 

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Sadly, my plan has to wait until after class so I still achieve an 80% attendance at least. Only this class feels twice as long as usual and I already have my bag packed and on my shoulder when the teacher finally tells us it's time to go. I sprint from the room to catch the bus I usually miss by seconds and flop into one of the front seats. Last night Junhoe had sent me a little smiley face and I assume it's so I could save his number as well. Lucky, because I need it now.

I'm coming to meet you, I text, Out the back?

I've already Googled the location of iKon's comeback concert and all I need is a ticket of some sort or a backstage pass via a possible friend. I can't even imagine what I'll do if it was iKon I met yesterday. What if I become all fangirl and beg Hanbin for forgiveness? I can't let that happen, no matter what! I switch buses at the station and before long the arena rises up over me, surrounded by a huge crowd of loud fans all eagerly waiting to be let in. Hanging over the crowd is a huge banner sporting an image of iKon dressed in tight black and looking tough. I have to admit, I kind of recongise them. The blond, smoldering stare of Junhoe. The little possum face and curls of Jinhwan. The harsh, black stare of Hanbin. Even the guy who was wearing the cap is wearing a similar looking cap! That is, if it is them. How can it be them, really? A message from Junhoe suddenly comes through and I check it quickly.

Alrite. Back door 5.

Oh. My. Gosh.

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I round the building quickly and catch sight of a strangely familiar quiff of blond hair standing in a doorway with a big 5 on top of it.

"Junhoe!" I call out in surprised excitement.

The placid group of girls who were just standing off to the side quickly turn and start running, screaming at the top of their lungs and looking like a pack of wolves. I scream as well, but mainly in fear, and start to run in order to make it to the door before they do. I manage to slide through at the very last moment and can actually feel some hands grabbing the back of my top. It honestly feels like I'm auditioning for The Maze Runner or a similar movie. The security guard who's now leaning heavily on the door and returning the lock gives me a displeased look but I can't care less.

"Junhoe!" I shriek again and turn to where I can see his blond hair practically glowing in the dimness. "You're part of iKon!" I keep yelling and slap his arm in horrified annoyance. "Crap."

"Hey", he rubs where I hit him, "Don't be mean to me too!"

"I'm not being mean", I gasp, "I'm being annoyed! Why didn't you tell me? When I told my friend about us meeting she thought I was some crazy fangirl hallucinating! I can't believe you didn't tell me!" All the emotions running through me, added with the adrenaline of my Maze Runner run, causes me to suddenly fling my arms around Junhoe's neck and hug him tightly.

"Sorry?" he says in confusion as he hugs me back.

"You better be", I step back and smile, "So, what happens now?"

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