Mr. Playboy (Exo Kai fanfiction)

20: Thanks a lot for nothing

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The next day was still a blur. Everyone was still so busy in preparing for the second night of their concert. I look at Jongin while the concert translator was saying something about the concert and he was looking at me too while he was sitting in a chair, his makeup getting done by the make-up artist. Last night was still so surreal that remembering it seemed just like a vivid dream, that type of dream when someone was in your dream and in that dream he was doing something that you wouldn't think he'd do in real life with you, like kiss you or just simply notice you and in your dream it made you have butterflies in your stomach and suddenly you wake up and though the dream had finished, the feeling still lingers and it suddenly makes you feel like you have that special connection with the person in the dream.

"I hope you don't mind me asking that question." I turn my gaze back at the translator, confused. Had she asked a question? I was too unfocused to even remember or even hear.

"Sorry? What was your question?" I asked. She looked hesitant and scared to ask but she repeated anyway.

"Who are you really going out with? Chanyeol or Kai?" I step back as I got surprised at her question. We're not close enough for me to share something so personal. And as far as I remember, everyone just knows about that Chanyeol news with me.

More confused but very curious, I answered with a question. "What do you mean?"

She didn't answer instead she showed me her phone screen. It was an article about how someone was two-timing Chanyeol and Kai. "Is this girl in a relationship with two members of the same kpop boy group?" The faces were blurred but the clothes gave it off. The one where I was with Chanyeol was during our date night and the one where I was with Kai was just taken yesterday inside the airplane. She saw me with the same clothes yesterday when we first met at the concert sound check so I guess that's how she figured it out. Heat spread through my body. How can they let this happen? If she can figure it out, anyone else can. I scrolled to finish the article. They even mentioned that the alleged girl, who was clearly me, was a daughter of an ambassador. And even though I didn't want to see the comments, I saw them. They were cursing at the girl for the alleged two-timing... They were cursing at me. They were saying negative comments even just for being photographed with the two of the Exo members. Some comments even mentioned how much of a disgrace for the ambassador I was. Why was dad even part of this? We didn't agree to this.

"Can I borrow this for a second?" I spoke but I didn't get to see her answer because I was already on my way to Kai. "Have you seen this?" I said in a panicked tone.

He looked at the screen and nodded. "Wae?" (Why?) He said in his natural tone. It's as if he doesn't care that it's pretty obvious.

"You're not bothered about this?" I asked him. The makeup artist was done so she left and Kai stood up to talk. Rage is running through my veins.

"Whatever I'm feeling about this article, whatever the real story is, it doesn't matter because it's already out. We can't do anything about it." He said, still in calm voice. Why am I the only one panicking?

"Well I've got an idea. How about we tell them truth? How about we set things straight? Tell them what's really going on because I don't want my family getting dragged with this. Help me talk to your team about it." I tell him in gritted teeth, trying not to explode in the midst of the busy backstage.

"I can't. We can't give a statement because it will just prove that something is really going on. Media doesn't care about the truth too. They just care that someone was linked to Exo and that's it. I don't know why you're so mad about it. We'll just let it pass like we always do." This was words of trying to calm me. But how can I?