The Fanboy // Jeongcheol [Completed]

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Seungcheol's POV;

I have been really stressed because of the news and media and the rumors, that are true: i was drunk and went to other man's house and coming out in the morning with 'after sex'-hair. I'm worried about Jeonghan and what I am going to answer to the press. Will I tell it is true? Will I lie? People took Mingyu and Wonwoo pretty well.

My phone rings and I thank god that it is Jeonghan. "Hello? Are you okay?" I ask immediately.

"Yeah, I am.. But we need to talk about the situation. I don't want to ruin your career!" he sounds like he cares and I have to laugh a little. "Seungcheol! Don't laugh about this please..."

"Sorry Hannie. But you are not the one to ruin my career, it's me. I just.. Don't know what to say to the press", I tell sighing at the end. Jeonghan is quiet a second or two.

"I.. Don't know", he says but before I can say anything back he starts talking again. "I want to.. Ask you something...

Are we a thing?"

His voice is small and I lick my lips thinking about Jeonghan. I think about me and this guy. Are we?

"..If you are okay with it. I like you Hannie. I could come out and tell everyone", I'm getting my confident together. "I'm not scared about what will happen to my career, but if something happens to you. The media would come to you and crazy fans would do something bad", I sit on my bed leaning forwards to my other palm.

"No, can handle those. Just.. Do what you want. I am here to support you", he says making a smile creep to my face. "I like you too Seungcheol."

We both burst into happy laughter. "Okay, I will do it. Be careful please. And don't get yourself into trouble!" I have to warn him before I end the call. "I'm going now. See you"

"Take care of yourself! Thank you Cheollie", his words make my stomich to flip around. I end the call and sigh putting the phone down. I talked to my manager before and Mingyu. They were fine with all of this, although my manager said I have to talk to the press as soon as possible. I take my phone and text to my manager to settle a meeting with the press tonight. I have to think my words extremely correct and think them through.

I have already had many messages through social media and in twitter the hastag trends in Korea, most of those messages are supportive, but some of them makes me feel guilt.

I'm fine. I will be fine. I have Jeonghan now, and Wonwoo and Mingyu to support.

I let a smile before getting ready for the interviews.

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"S.coups, are the rumors true?"

"Are you gay?"

"Who is this guy who led you to his house?"

"Are you dating?"

I am calm and watching the reportes try to be the one who's question I will answer.

"Can I speak?" they all went quiet.

"Yes, I like boys too. And I was drunk, yes. The guy is my friend who I like very much. I hope everyone will understand my situation. I want to keep my fans and family close, I hope this all won't affect on anything on my career or relationships", I explain. I hold my tears, this all makes me feel a little sad, but also relieved. It's all out now. It's still quiet in the room, but not for long..

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I get home. It went pretty good. I fall to my bed and yawn. I have still to call Jeonghan to tell, even if he probably has seen all of this already. Everyone has. Maybe.

I take my phone and call to Jeonghan. "Hello Han-"

"Seungcheol please send your address! Hurry up please!" he sounds like panicking and that he is somewhere outside. I sat up and tell him my address little bit in confusion.

"Jeonghan, are okay? Where are you?"

"Not now, I tell when I am there. I have to go", he stops the call before I can question anymore. I throw my phone away and rush to my front door to wait Jeonghan. Ten minutes pass and finally I can see the blonde om the road. He is in hurry and his face looks pale. It's late already and he is walking in here cold. Why?

He runs to me and hugs thightly. "Hannie? What is wrong? Tell me-"

"Let's go inside now", he just says and pulls me to my house. He goes inside and buries his head to his hands sobbing, but I don't even see tears. I hug him and he lifts his head.

"Hannie, please explain. I'm worried", I wipe his cheek.

He is quiet for a second. "They.. They came to my house", he says silently and drops his head lower. "Some of your fans threw a rock to my window and tried to break to my apartment.."

//ok but im drinking while writing i dont know if this was a good idea and this was short lol forgive me....