After days of restlessness and planning and finally hours of waiting, the time has come.
I get to see them, I get to meet HIM.
"Try and relax." My friend squeezed my arm.
Ok. Perhaps I was hyperventilating a little too. Just a tiny bit. It was not as bad as it looked.
"You sure about the time?" I checked my watch.
She looked at the other fans who were squeezed in the space behind us.
"I guess they are late." She shrugged and I frowned.
You see, my friend worked backstage as a makeup artist. Thanks to her, I always got the tickets. This time, she got me tickets to the NCT tour in our city.
She had managed to join me right one timw which is why I didn't have time ti grill her on what they were like behind the stage. Bit now that they were late...
"So, how is he? Is he nervous? How does he look? I am sure he looked gorgeous and angelic as ever but how does he look irl?"
She just rolled her eyes as she eyed a call from the backstage manager.
"You know what I mean.." I let the words fade as the crowd cheered.
"I have to go." She flashed her employee id, grabbed my hand and dragged me alongside her to the backstage as a few people behind us exclaimed but the security took care of them.
"Why did you bring me along?" I wasn't suprised, I was close to being overwhelmed, now that I think about it.
The sheer possibility of meeting any of them had me close to tears but to meet him, I didn't know what I'd do.
"A last minute fix up." I caught the words in the middle of her rant. She was worried that she might have messed up some makeup and would have to redo and it was her fault everything was delayed. I focused on her words to calm myself.
"Don't worry. I don't think a makeup hiccup could be delaying them. You are best they have got. Also, that still doesn't explain why you brought me along."
"Oh! I brought you along because there is no way I could find my way back once the concert started." She waved her hand, vanishing around a corner ahead of me.
Thankfully I was no more than a step.away because the corridor was packed. I mean, a long table full of food, some members practising right alongside. I could only see Haechan and Renjun in a blur of clolorful hair as the other were facing away before I lost my friend.
I rushed to stay close to her as it was easy to get lost in the coming and going to people. Somewhere a sexurity personal was explaining a women,
"Mam. That waiting room is quite engaged, we can shift yours to a more suitable..."
Another guy I passed by looked pretty nervous in his white clothes much like the costume of NCT. I couldn't see who it was, only the vigrous shaking of his limbs and a sharp sound to warm up his voice. As I was goung through the images of all the vocals in my head tk match, we turned into a room.
It wasn't simply large, it was huge. The wals were lined with makeup tables and their lights that I felt exposed in the brightness.
Of Course LeLi was used to it and walked right up to a middle aged guy. The guy looked worried. He gave me a quick glance before hurrying away.
"Come quick." He ushured her to a corner, where there was a small crowd. I could see Taeyong and Yuta, another manager, another makeup artist I only knew by face as she was a work friend of LeLi and a couple other people I didn't recognize.
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NCT 127 Stories : One-Shot
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