Hoseok's P.O.V.
"Hyung, you're here!" Kookie smiled as I fixed my mic.I frowned. "Why wouldn't I?"
"Because we all saw you run out of the hotel in panic yesterday and you went to see noona, we thought something bad happened to her and you had to go!" Tae explained.
I scratched my nape. "Sorry I didn't give details. I couldn't."
"Is everything okay now hyung?" Jimin asked.
I looked at Jin and Yoongi. "Only getting better.."
My hyungs sighed of relief and hugged me. I smiled. "Even got an extra out of it." I showed them the empty box.
Jin jumped. "You gave her? She said yes?"
I nodded. "Yup, we promised."
I admit I missed group hugs like this. So this one felt really special.
Namjoon spoke up. "Good to start the show?"
We all nodded.
He smiled. "Then let the show begin."
Aecha's P.O.V.
How was I gonna break to Aki that I wouldn't take her to that fansign? How could I tell her that? "Hey, Jookhyun?""A.L! I haven't heard of you in weeks! What's up?" He greeted me over the phone.
"Well.. You know how I was supposed to take Aki to that fansign.." I started.
"It's alright if you can't Ash. I'll tell her. I'm sure she'll understand." He assured.
I really couldn't do this.. "No, I wanted to ask you to make sure she'll be ready when I'll pick her up."
"You're sure about this?" He asked.
I really wasn't. "Of course I am! Don't worry about that. I'll pick her up at 6pm okay? Make her dinner and we'll go after that."
He sounded confused. "But the fansign is over at 5 right?"
"I know, I have it covered." I promised.
"Alright I'll get her ready. See you later." He hung up.
Oh gosh.. Now I had to get out of my PJ. Something I hadn't done in ages. Not that I didn't get out of my PJ literally! I never had to get out of home or my car so I stayed in my PJ even I drove Hobi to the airport. Oh.. That meant I'd have to put makeup on too.. So much trouble for me to make a little girl smile.. But it surely would be worth it. I hoped.
I did my hair the best way I knew.. A messy bun. I threw my glasses on, tied my shoes, threw my new coat on and got ready to go.
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"Wow you really didn't overdress yourself A.L." Jookhyun held back his laugh.He wasn't wrong.
"Well, I prefer to be comfortable than sexy and hating my clothes. Besides, I'm having some time with Aki. She doesn't care what I'm wearing." I assumed my fashion choice.
"Auntie!" Aki ran to me in her little orange converse.
"Hey honey!" I picked her up.
She cupped my cheeks. "You're pretty.. I really missed you auntie."
It kinda shocked me, but it warmed my heart. "T-thank you. I missed you too baby. Want to have a taste of my cooking?"
"Yes! Yes!" She jumped in my arms.
I laughed. "Alright. I'll bring her back by 9 max. If it's too late, she can sleep at my place. You know.. Have a date with Mako. Just the two of you."
"Right, she does have a hard time with a case. I'm sure she'll like it." He agreed. "I won't keep you two here any further." He kissed his daughter's forehead. "There's all you need in your backpack baby have fun."
"Bye.." We waved at him as he closed the door.
Alright. Let's get the test going.
"What's that auntie?" She peered over the counter on her tiptoes.
"It's called tourtière Aki. My mom made it and you get to have a piece of it." I explained making her sit on the counter.
She grinned. "It's fun! I always eat new things with you!"
I poked her nose. "You know you can tell your parents you want to try new things."
"I will!" She affirmed all smiles. "Can I eat it now?"
I chuckled helping her down. "Yes you can, go wash your hands."
Once we were eating, her questioning hadn't stopped. "Why do you wear a ring now?"
"Because Hobi gave it to me." I said taking a sip of water.
"So you'll get married like mom and dad?" She asked. "Oh! Can I be the flower girl?"
I almost chocked. "No, we are not getting married." I eased down."But I promise you'll be my flower girl if that ever happens."
Her eyes lit up. "Really?!"
I smiled. "Why not? It'll take a couple of years still, but if you can wait that long, I don't see why not."
She frowned. "Then why a ring?"
"Because Hobi wanted to. Ask him if you want to know." I told her while I cleaned up. "Dress up or I leave for that fansign without you."
That was enough for her to forget about my ring. Thank goodness she forgot about it because I wouldn't have been able to keep it up.
I drove, not to the fansign, but to the girls' dorm. I knocked and waited for the door to open.
Aki whispered as we waited. "Auntie. Why are we at a house? Fansigns are not at houses."
I smiled. "Just trust me."
One of the girls opened the door. "Aecha! We haven't seen you in so long!" She hugged me.
I slowly pulled back. "It has.. And as promised I brought you your youngest fan."
She looked down. "Oh my goodness she looks like a doll! How adorable! Girls come and see her!"
Aki was speechless. A.X.Q was her favorite girl group. She was all shy. "H-hi. I'm Aki.."
The youngest of the band crouched down. "Hi Aki. We were having some cake. Do you want any?"
The little one gazed at me. "Can I?"
I chuckled. "Of course you can."
She hugged which made all the ladies do a commun 'aww'. "That's better than a fansign auntie, thank you!"
I gently pushed her to the group. "Then go have some cake baby."
The oldest past by me. "She's a lot like you."
I sighed in a smile. "Yeah.. That might be a problem one day."
Hoseok's P.O.V.
I video called Ash after my show. "Hey Angel, how are you doing? Is that Aki I see there?"She glanced down at the sleeping child. "Hey.. Yeah. Took her to see her favorite girl group."
I frowned. "You said you'd cancel."
"But I couldn't do that to her." She explained.
I laughed. "She's the only one who can make you step outside."
She smiled. "Seems she is.. I'll let you sleep too. Goodnight." She hung up.
"How's noona?" My roommate Jiminie asked.
I answered him with a smile. "She's not bad, not bad at all."
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Foreign dream
FanfictionThis is the story of Aecha L'Écuyer, a young Canadian choreographer born in Busan who just got the job of her life. Create new choreographies for the kpop groups of Big Hit entertainment. Follow her as she breaks the world's stereotypes while perfor...