Kpop One Shots

Honey {MMM}

This might be really short depending on how it fits the format. The cover was by winkingwheein on Twitter (I think). The cover is NOT mine.
Not proofread.

Moonbyul was probably the most famous idol in all of Korea. Whether it be her deep, husky voice or her wild hair color, which was recently dyed a silky lavender, it was hard to miss her. Her music made people want to get up and dance with it booming bass and rhythmic flow of words, it makes them want to party and let loose.

She absolutely loves what she does, and has been doing for 5 years now. She loves her fans and owes all of her success to them.

One thing she doesn't love is mornings, she's definitely a night owl.

"Okay Moonbyul, you have a meeting with management at 7 then you have to head to Music. and to do the prerecording at 8 then you have an interview at 9 and a flight to LA at 10." Yongsun, Moonbyul's manager mentally scanned the schedule in her head before smiling proudly. Yongsun was always so cheerful. Moonbyul has never seen her outside of her normal smily persona. It's something the manager takes pride in.

"Why do I always have the management meetings so early, I sit in there and do nothing anyways so I really don't have to go." The idol was sitting in the passenger seat, her manager in the driver's, while leaning her head against the window seemingly nodding off.

"You always need to know what's going on in your team. You get to see how your schedules and albums and interviews are managed. Every idol should know how their management words. It's good knowledge to have."

The ride to the company wasn't any longer than 20 minutes, meaning Moonbyul only got a ten minute nap. The two walked into the building, the 30-year old manager taking the lead.

"Ooh let's race, last one to the meeting room has to buy lunch." The purple haired girl smirked as she pressed the down arrow on the elevator. Yongsun scoffed as she did the same.

"You're on Byul, dope closes on three and you have to sit in the chair. If I win you have to squish your cheeks at the end of Eclipse and say 'I love Yongsun-unnie' at the end of the song during the recording. If you win then I'll buy lunch." The two shook on it as they both went into different elevators.

"1, 2, 3!" They both pressed the button to close the door of the elevator only for a young girl to rush up to the elevator and try to stop it from closing. Moonbyul stuck her foot in between the door and let the elevator door open again.

"Thank you so much. I'm already running late, I appreciate you holding the elevator for me." The black haired girl bowed politely dropping her belongings. "Oh god- I'm such a mess today." The idol didn't hesitate to bend down and help her gather her fallen items.

"Don't worry about it. I only have to squish my cheeks and say how much I love my manager on TV, no harm done." Moonbyul chuckled as the other gave her a confused look. The idol instantly dropped the items she had picked up.

The girl was beautiful, no she was breathtaking. Her soft brown eyes were no match for her bright, toothy smile the made the small box get 10 times brighter. Her black hair cascaded down her back and shoulders lighting her facial features with a, seemingly, glow.

"Oh my goodness, you're Moon Star. I am so sorry. I- I love you so much." The young girl blurted out. Moonbyul was slightly taken aback as she snapped out of her 'trance'. "I'm sorry, that sounded a lot weirder than I thought it would. I just mean, I love your music. I listen to your songs when I'm driving or cleaning or- I'm rambling. I'm sorry. I- I'll shut up now." The beauty turned away from the rapper and mentally scolded herself.

"Uh th-thank you Jung Wheein, I like your music too. I helped me get through my break up and I helps me relax." The purple haired girl tucked her hands into her pants pocket sheepishly, one might have said she was blushing.

Wheein turned around with a shy smile on her face and excitement in her eyes. "Really! I mean- thanks. I love my music too. Not like that I mean I love what I do and what I write. I- I'm embarrassing myself." Wheein facepalmed herself with her free hand.

"No, no, you're fine. I love my music too. I mean every artist should love their music almost as much as their fans, just in a different way." In Wheein's eyes, a tall girl with thin lips and mellow eyes who also happened to be her favorite idol was standing in the middle of an elevator talking to her.

"I- um, I'm Moon Byulyi."

Wheein was kind of taken about by her introducing herself with her real name and not her stage name.

"You already know my name but I'm Jung Wheein." The two stood smiling at each other as they shook hands. Instantly, a spark was felt, they both knew and couldn't hide it.

Embarrassed, Wheein watched the number go up, only 15 more floors. Moonbyul found her old sneakers so interesting.

"So um- how long have you been here?" Moonbyul asked breaking the awkward but also comfortable silence.

"Oh I just joined the company last week but I'm going into the studio to finish this new song." The younger one gestured to her papers in her hand. Reminded, Moonbyul immediately dropped to the ground to pick up the papers she picked up but dropped again. She shyly handed over the papers. The other whispered a thanks as silence over took them again.

"So how long have you been into music? That's a dumb question, pretend I didn't ask that." The senior idol chuckled. 

"You're so cute." Wheein blushed. "I actually wanted to be a dancer for a while and when I joined the company I didn't have the intentions on doing music but my first day, I heard someone singing and I immediately know I wanted to do that. It's weird but I knew I had to. Eventually further down the road, I grew into rap and kind of strayed from singing and now here I am. I kind of rarely sing now." The other nodded absorbing everything she said.

For the rest of the ride up they stayed in silence, both too scared to say something. Eventually the elevator dinged on Wheein's floor. The doors opened inviting the artist out.

"Um it was nice meeting you Moon Star. Good luck with everything." The girl stepped out and turned to wave.

"Wait can I get your number?" Moonbyul managed to ask before she left.

"I was hoping you'd ask me that."

Even though Moonbyul knew she lost the race
She won a better prize instead