Hello! 'The Performer' is a series I made on Instagram, so this is a remake of it. When I first made 'The Performer', it was rushed and I basically run out of ideas XD Although I did enjoyed writing this and everything will be changed to fit the 'original' plot. This time around, I made this cover but it's random- P.S. My Instagram is @hushchiold. Thank you for reading/checking out!
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'Y/N get ready.' You heard your master said.
Your master, Minho, has all the comfort. He cares for you since your his prized possession, an amazing performer, and a good childhood friend along with Chan and Jeongin. But memories don't stay for long...
You nodded in response, gazing at your reflection that was reflected by the mirror. Your long hair was parted and perfectly tied up with small pins and accessories. A veil over your hair that covers your face. Your makeup is shaded darker, but still colorful just like a twilight sky. Even with the veil on, your make-up stands out and contradicts with your hair accessories. The outfit was a long, loose dress that ripples with the slightest touch, but regardless of your gender, it's to capture the audience's attention. No matter what, it's a tradition to follow these rules.
While you pushed the chair, you took the last glance for today and quietly left the room. You went down the hallway, striding pridefully, but still beautifully and elegantly. You met Minho at the end of the hallway and he escorted you to the base of the stairs. When your master grazed your shoulders, he nodded softly and you forced a smile on your face. Before you approached the sets of stairs that lead up the stage, you taped the fake "nails" on your tip of your fingers, also known as a pick. After that you walked to the center of the stage and met the burning light that was aimed at you. The heat was distinct at that moment and shook the coldness away. You went to the front of the stage and swiftly introduced yourself before going back to the center the stage.
You peeked at your side and smiled at the instrument. You dragged the chair out, just enough space so you can squeeze by. You restlessly touched the stand that held the Guzheng up. You glided your fingers above the thin strings and they were tuned finely. Most of the strings were colored a light color, but not too appealing. You slowly rested your hands above the board and played after that. You didn't focus on anyone, but the music, flowing through until the end. You played non-stop and only concentrated on the instrument that was in front of you. Once your hands stopped, you gazed at the audience. Blurred figures across the darkened room. You pushed the chair out and stood up. You approached the front stage again and bowed before leaving the stage. (sorry if the description is bad/cringey ;d And just gonna add this cover for fun. P.s. I think there's a bug/glitch were you can hear the vid and read at the same time idk how tho-)
You stepped down the stairs and you were welcomed by the cool air. You shifted your eyes to your master, but he did nothing and stared at you coldly. Minho only signaled you to follow him which disappointed you.
'Did you like the performance?' You said in a strong tone.
Minho only took a glimpse at you while you were peeling the tape off. 'I should asking that. Did you like it?' He asked without looking at you.
'Well it was perfect expect the veil. It keeps drooping down.' You said as you tuck the picks in the pocket and fanned yourself with your hand.
'Stop using that lame excuse to be free from the veil. It's getting tiring.' Your master said as he proceed to open the massive door.
You sneakily smiled and hummed softly. Minho held his hands out and stared at you without saying anything. You slapped his hand and only took his arm. You both went upstairs to a balcony that has one of the best view in the theater. You sat down on a chair while Minho's arm was still hooked onto yours. Nevertheless, you watched each performance with care. You summarized the shows and planned on reusing their ideas in a different way.
'Stop thinking and enjoy this.' Minho said coldly, slightly tugging your arm.
It make you snapped back to your senses. You softly clicked your tongue and glances at the group of audience. But in the end you got bored of them and analyzed the performers until the end. When the whole event was done, there's usually a special event for the performers, audience, and the masters/head of household. Minho allowed you to attend for a bit since he's going to be there for personal matters. After he let you go, you swiftly went to your dressing room and you changed into something comfortable, but still proper. The "dress" was similar to what you wore on the stage, but a tad different. You quickly went back to the hallway and someone announced your name.
'Y/N! I miss you!' Jeongin said as he tightly hugged you.
'I miss you too, Innie. But how are you guys?' You chuckled as you returned his hug.
'I've been all over the place. I just want some sleep and cake. It's soooooooo borrrringgggggggggg' Han complained as he picked up a plate of cake.
'Hahahahah why? I thought you're slacking off. It's like the busiest month in the entire year and you're here complaining?' Jeongin mocked as he punched Han's arm.
'Hey! I'm not slacking! It's just too much practice.' Han muttered.
'You sure it's not an excuse? Just practice, it's worth it.' Changbin laughed.
You laughed with Changbin, but suddenly you felt someone's hand intertwined with yours. Their hands, latched tightly like if they're locked with you. You shifted your head to the 'mysterious' person. And Minho's light smile welcomed you warmly.
'You almost scared me— But you're done already? And here I was thinking you would've took your time.' You said with pouty lips.
'Yes, but it seems like I'm interrupting you. I'll leave, come to me when you're done.' He said as you felt his grip loosen.
Minho kissed your hand while you felt their stares burn through you. After that, he quietly left and vanished among the crowd.
'Wow- Minho acts really sweet to you. Unlike when he's with Chan.' Jeongin said, almost choking at the last phrase.
'Ughhhh I WISH I had someone that cares about me. Y/n is sooo lucky to have someone that cares about you.' Han whimpered.
'I guess it's nice? But it's not amazing tho- Although it's not romantically fun...' You weakly laugh and you just ate the sweet desserts.
Your friends shrugged it off and explored the place before actually departing. You found many interesting things, but soon the "stalling time" ended when y'all went to the entrance. You spotted Minho near the front door, he was patiently waiting for you to finish your personal matters. He greeted you with kiss on your forehead and swiftly made you part ways with your friend which it seemed like they didn't mind.
'Are you ready to leave?' Your master said in a caring tone.
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The Performer +18
Fanfiction[ Skz | Smut] Minho, your master and the head of the household, has a special relationship with you and realized how alone you were. He sent a "footman" to help aid you, but you discovered something interesting. His beauty is striking and the "footm...