K-Pop One Shots

Open Mic - Young K (Day6)

Member: Kang Younghyun (BK)
Group: Day6

[A/N] yall i'm going to stop with the word count thing, 'aight?

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"Y/N! Are you going to come to the open mic in the campus cafe?" Si Eun asked me.

"Of course I'm coming! BK is going to sing there, silly. How can I not come?" I replied in a matter-of-fact way. (Does this even make sense...)

"Oh! Right! Sorry! I forgot about that."

BK, aka Younghyun, is my best friend.
Younghyun is very talented in music. He can play the guitar, the bass, electric, he can sing, he can rap, but the thing is, he's never confident about it. Him being able to even think of playing in the campus' open mic is like seeing a blue moon. So this is so important. Therefore, I, as a best friend would come!

He's been working very hard with music, going trainings for his vocal, learning to play the guitar. I've been seeing him struggle for so long –too long. I just hope for him to be able to grow more. He's always dreaming of singing on stage, having fans, but never confident enough to do it. This first step –singing in the open mic–, I hope, will bud into greater things for him.

That night, before the show, I went to the campus cafe with BK. He's fidgeting with his hands and I can sense his nervousness.

"Hey?" I said while laying my hand on his shoulders, trying to somehow lessen his anxiety.

"Yeah?" He faced me, giving a weak smile.

"You'll do great. Don't worry too much. You know the song inside out. It'll be great, I'll be here if anything bad happens –which will not happen." I said, then I pat him on the back. When we reached the cafe, we sat near the stage and wait for his turn, my hands never living his.

When it was his turn, he went on stage and said, "Hello there.. I--um.. This is the first time I did something like this. I hope it sounds good." And I was like, 'what the hell is he saying' but still, when he looked at me before he sung, I flashed him a smile and gave him two thumbs up.

The crowd turned to love BK's performance, and for BK, well, he's born to be on stage, after the first verse, he grew comfortable and sing like there's no one there to judge him, and his performance is amazing.

That night, a guy from an entertainment agency was there, they were scouting, and BK, without a doubt, got scouted. So he went, leaving the country towards his dreams, towards Korea.

We're still contacting, video calling, texting, doing everything to stay in contact with each other. And on that days where he's there, I felt alone, empty. And on those days is when I realized that I don't want to stay best friends –I realized, I loved him, all this time.

So now, it's been 5 years, and I'm going to South Korea, to come and watch his debut concert with this band he's been training with. When I reached the venue, it was packed. I felt so happy for him, it have always been his dream, and I've always been believing –knowing– that this will happen.

When it was time for his concert, I can see him and his bandmates coming out on stage, greeting the crowd. He doesn't know I'm coming, it's a surprise. When I saw him, all I can do is smile even wider, because I felt his happiness, he's beaming, holding his bass and introducing himself as 'Young K', which I suppose is his stage name.

They sang and sang, taking breaks by telling the crowd more about themselves, saying how they composed the songs themselves and how they stay as a group, and also, endlessly thanking the fans for coming, for supporting them. I can see in their faces –his face– that he's proud of this achievement. On the end of the concert they did an encore, and closed the show. I went to wait for them to come out from the backstage door, because security stopped me from going in, and saying that I know Younghyun isn't enough.

When they finally went out, I called out for him.

"BK!" I shouted, hoping it's loud enough for him to hear. I can see him flustered, looking around for the source of sound until his eyes landed on me, his fave grew shocked, then he smiled wide, approaching me.

"Hi there." I greeted him when he's close enough to hear me talking without the need to shout. Then without saying anything, he hugged me, very tightly.

"How are you here? Why didn't you tell me that you're here? When did you reach here?" He bombarded me with questions while caressing my face, tucking my hair to my ears, holding my shoulders –as if he's compensating the times we're not together by these touches.

"I miss you too." I said in return, giggling at his flustered state.

He gave me a wide smile, and hugged me again, nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck, whispering, "I miss you so much, Y/N."

After the meet, I told him how proud I am of him, and he went and take me to his members, introducing them to me and vise versa. Then, when the members went back to the dorms, he went with me, to a small cafe he said they always visit, because it's not crowded and opens late at night.

We talked about life, how I'm now working and his trainings, how happy he is on stage, and how I can see how he played on stage showing how happy he is that all his hard work has paid off.

"I really miss you, Y/N.." He said again, out of nowhere. I looked up to his face and he was looking straight at me, eyes fixed and his hands rubbing the top of my hand, thumb drawing circles on it.

"I know.." I joked, trying to bring up the mood again, flustered by his actions. I'm in love with you now, BK, you can't just do this and not expect my heart to want to jump out.

He chuckled at my response and got serious again, taking my hands, and he uttered words I've never imagined him to utter, I thought we're going to forever stay friends...

"Don't you know how special today has become?" He said while staring into my eyes, giving me a meaningful smile.

"It's my debut day, I conquered my stage fright, I'm a singer now, but most especially, you came..." He said then pausing. I did not dare to speak, not wanting to cut his sentence.

"When I hear your voice call me after the concert, my heart jumped, I searched, hoping that my ears didn't hear wrong, hoping you're really here, hoping to touch you, feel you, have you here with me, and when my eyes found yours, I was so happy..." He said again, now taking my hands in his.

"These 5 years in training, being miles apart from you, made me realize how important you are in my life, Y/N..." He looked at me with his sweet eyes, then continued, "I don't want to stay friends... I want to be more than that..." He said, and all I can do is smile, my heart jumping with joy, my stomach churning, and I feel so happy I would collapse.

"I love you, Y/N.." He said again, then he started to come nearer, eyes fixed on my lips, he stopped when our lips are just millimeters apart, and when I didn't get back, he locked our lips, it was sweet –too sweet.

I broke the kiss first, but not backing out to far, saying, "I love you too" and kissed him again, and I can feel him smiling in the kiss.

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A/N:

This is so cheesy and cliché. My hands are curling from the mushyness of this story ok.
I don't have any ideas srsly. I'm drained. No idea can come to mind, and it's been since i'm approaching finals week. I think half of my brain cells died during finals.
Btw guys, I just want to tell you;

I OPEN REQUESTS.

Like you can request who you want in the story, and the scenario you'd like, because hell, that would be much help and with that I can update faster because I'll get an idea of what to write!
Btw, again, I changed my book cover. Lol, just want to tell you guys that.
Thanks for reading! ㅋㅋㅋ