Taewoon's pov
The concert is finally over. I rather want to do it again, but on the other hand not so much. Because the sweat and holy crap it is tiring. When every fan have left and the guys are backstage, I walk back up on the stage one more time. I walk to the centre of the stage and close my eyes to try to feel how it was one more time. The feeling is simply breath taking. When I open my eyes, I also let out a breath. My eyes wander over the empty seats while something suddenly lights up. The light comes from the middle of the standing area. Before even realising it, I have jumped of the stage and moved towards it. On the ground lies an iPhone 6. It startled me when it light up again. In those few seconds, I could see there was a bunch of missed calls and texts. Since it was no sound, it must be on silent. I bent down and picked it up. I flipped it around a little to get a better look. It is one of the gold. Nice. I decide to push the home button; I swipe it to the right to unlock. Damn, it has a code. I guess I can figure something out.
Okay Taewoon think. Four digits, most likely a girl's phone, at a speed concert, There are seven members. She most likely likes Sungmin since everybody loves that kid. I type in his birthday numbers 0712. Nope, didn't work. Okay then let's try Yoohwan, 2907. Not him either? Well then, let's try Taeha, 0403. Seriously not him as well?! Fine one last try before I lock the phone. I really have no idea why but I started to type in my own, 1105. Shit! It worked!
The home screen is of picture of all of our names written in different styles, at the bottom there is this kind of plate with speed written on it, in Korean. Did she make it herself? Either way it is quite nice.
All of a sudden a new text come inn.
Eomma:
Y/N! I swear to god if you don't answer I will call the police. Please, answer.
The owner of the phone must be this Y/N girl. Her parents seem worried. I hope she is okay though. Even though I don't even know her.
After a few seconds, just looking at her home screen I decide to put in my own number. Just at the moment I pressed save, Yoohwan comes up behind me. I manage to press the home button and lock the phone before he reaches me.
''Aah hyung, what's that?'' he said pointing at the phone in my hands.
''I found it here on the floor, someone must have dropped it sometime under the concert.''
''Aah! We should give it to one of the guards and let them keep an eye on it until the owner shows up. Or?''
''yeah we should do that.'' I tap the phone between my thumb and index finger. ''I'll do that, you go and tell the other that we are soon leaving to get back to the dorms.''
He gives me a thumb up and turns around to walk the same way he came.
I turn my upper body so I could hide the phone while typing her number into my own. Right after I couldn't shake that smile of my lips. I place her phone in my jacket pocket and my own in my back pocket. Where I usually have it. From there I gave one of the guards her phone and walked towards where the other guys where.
''Hyung! I packed the bag for you, so we can leave right now.'' Sungmin came up to me with my backpack reached out for me to grab. Which I did.
''Aish Sungmin, when did you start calling me hyung?'' everyone started to laugh.
''He's clearly tired because now he doesn't even know what comes out of his mouth'' Sejoon said with laughter in his voice. Even Sungmin laughed at this.
The whole way back and the rest of the night I wondered if she got her phone and noticed a new number on it. Would she call, text or would she delete the number? All I could think about were that I wanted to meet her and talk to her. Just hope she got her phone back at least.
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