Double Life

Oppa!

"I'm fine."

     I whisper when I see Kai has waited up for me.  Something I really wish he hadn't done. 

"Disappearing in the middle of a thunderstorm without your phone doesn't scream fine to me."

"Yeah well neither does knocking your bandmate onto the floor because they grabbed your arm, but looks like we both survived."

     I snap back, taking off the sopping wet sweat shirt and throwing it into the laundry.  I head over to the couch, ignoring the man altogether.  My eyes are still threatening to overflow, proving how weak I truly am.  I flop backwards with an arm over my face to hide the water works, Kai shuffling back to his room. 

     Then he comes back and drops a blanket over me, one that smells like him, it must be one off his bed.  I still haven't picked up any bedding for myself.  It's warm and well worn, and even though I flinch away from the gentle kiss to the forehead, I can't help but whisper something to him before me leaves.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm not able to take things well and I snap at you and I'm not fast at learning the dance choreos.  I'm sorry I'm not-"

And I would have continued for another hour at least, but he pulls the blanket higher and presses a finger to my lips.

"It's okay Noona, just get some sleep.  We have fan signing tomorrow early."

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"Oppa!"

Another girl squeals at me, shoving a poster in my face that's of, you guessed it, me pushing Baekhyun against a wall. I've done at least ten photo shoots since but no, no one wants anything but this. Baekhyun decides to very kindly assist me in turning a deeper shade of crimson by leaning over and scrawling his name under mine, adding a heart to join our names together for added effect. I roll my eyes, adjusting the headband on my head of wolf ears. I think it's the third pair I've gotten today.

"Ew why is she here?"

I glance down the line, something causing a slow down in people.

"Oppa what do you think of your band mate Baekhyun?"

Again with the Baehyun, again with the Oppa.

"Um he's hot, do you know what all that's about?"

I say, gesturing to the commotion at the other end of the table. The girl leans backward, her light brown hair falling off her shoulder.

"Um, I think it's the girl with autism or something, some of the other girls in line were picking on her, I'm not sure."

I scrawl my signature onto her page before she moves on, Chen happily receiving from her a dorky headband with whales on it. Soon enough I see a girl with short black hair coming up to the table. She offers Suho a poster of all of us to sign, him smiling and quickly jotting down his name before handing it back. Someone lightly shoves her from the back. I start tapping my fingers on the table, my eyes narrowing at the blond who pushed her. The girl doesn't really seem to be able to talk, cute noises coming out of her mouth that sound a lot like baby talk as Chanyeol nods avidly. Someone pulls at her arm, making her stumble. I know, I know Sehun sees it, the annoyance visible on his face. When someone steps on her foot while walking past I stand up, my chair screeching backwards from the table.