Spread Your Wings.....Of Darkness?

Chapter 1: The Tattoo

Quick thing before you start reading: Almost all of the conversations written here are spoken in Korean. But I'm not writing that all out :P And yea, I know the ending it cheesy but deal with it! xD

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I was trying furiously to read my book and actually be able to concentrate on it. But that was really hard since the music from the concert was so loud I could barely think. Pretty soon, I decided to just give it up. There would be time to read after it was over. Or at least I hoped there would be.

Finally, after what seemed like hours of waiting, the concert was over and the guys walked backstage. I got up and went over to them.

"Hey Luna, what'd ya think?" Onew asked.

"The same as all the others: amazing." I answered. He rolled his eyes. "You say that every time I ask you." he exclaimed. "Because I've been to so many of your concerts that I'm used to seeing your amazing performances." I smiled at him.

"Can you at least give me a better answer next time I ask you?" he pleaded. "Fine." I sighed.

"Yes! You're the best!" I rolled my eyes. "Yea yea yea." I laughed.

"Sorry you always have to wait for us, Luna." Minho apologized.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, you always have to wait hours for us to finish our concert. Don't you get bored back here?" I shook my head. "No, not really. I normally just read my book." I told them.

"I don't know how you can read so much and never get bored." Jonghyun commented. "Well I read things that I'm interested in so I don't get bored. That's the whole point of reading." I explained.

"Minho, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked. He looked at me seriously, and nodded, following me away from the guys. Out of all the guys, Minho was my best friend and knew just about all of my secrets and I knew all of his. But the one secret I wanted to talk to him about was the one on my back.

Yup, I have a giant tattoo on my back of dark angel wings. They've been there all my life and I have no idea how they got there. But I didn't want them there anymore.

"Do you know what you're going to do about that tattoo?" he asked, knowing why I had pulled him away. "Yup, I'm going to have it removed. I don't know why it's there and I don't want it. So I'm going to the hospital tomorrow to get it removed." I explained.

"You don't have to do that. Doesn't getting a tattoo removed hurt?" he asked. "Yea, but I don't want a tattoo if I don't even know how it got there." I told him.

"How many sessions will it take?" he asked. "I think about ten." I said. His eyes widened, "Ten?! No way, I can't let you do that."

"It will only hurt for a while. After that, all of it will be over and I can move on. Alright?" I asked. He stood there, processing everything. "Will it make you feel better if I let you come?" I asked. He looked at me and nodded.

"Fine. If it really does hurt, I'll need a hand to hold." I told him, completely serious. He nodded and we went back over to the guys. Minho and I have been friends for almost three years. We both know a relationship wouldn't work between us. Not just because of his popularity, but because we love being friends so much. Plus, with his bandmates, we would never hear the end of it.

"What was that all about?" Key asked. "Nothing." I said. "It doesn't sound like nothing."

"Well if it doesn't sound like nothing then what does it sound like?" Minho asked.

Key thought about this for a second, and then answered, "It sounds like you two have a secret. Maybe a secret relationship?"

"Kibum, we told you a million times. We aren't in a relationship and have no plans being in one." Minho told him. They always insisted on us becoming a couple, but we know that will never happen.