woozi - concert

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"YOU KNOW I TALK TOO MUCH."

everyone was singing and jumping to the song that was playing during the encore of the concert you and your boyfriend were at. however, he seemed like he was dreading the whole concert since you had dragged him out last minute, inhibiting him from completing any work.

and since he wasn't having as much fun as you were, you had made jihoon record your favorite songs that had played during the concert (aka the whole concert).

the last encore song shortly ended, and the band left, signaling for the crowd to leave as well.

"that was so much fun!" you said, smiling ear-to-ear as you and woozi stayed behind to wait for the crowd to die down a bit, knowing that the parking lot was going to be chaotic. you had managed to grab the setlist that was on the stage from an employee of the venue while you two waited.

"what was that one song? oh, this one," woozi spoke while looking at the prices of paper surrounded by tape. the white printer paper was a little dirty from the band being on stage and stepping on their setlist, "yea, that song was good," he mentioned, pointing to one of their most well known songs.

"so you do like them," you giggle with a smile.

he rolled his eyes, "yea, sure. just for you, i like them," he said as the shirt you had bought earlier fell off his shoulder. he easily caught it before it fell to the floor and threw it over his shoulder again. "...you can make me a playlist later of this setlist, if you want," he suggested and took out his phone to check if anyone had contacted him.

you continued smiling and threw your arms around him. you kissed his cheek, "thank you for coming with me," you said to him, noticing woozi smile.

"you're welcome," he said to you. "wanna go anywhere before we go home?" he asked, putting his phone away.

"get some fast food?" you suggested, "i'm pretty hungry."

he reached in to kiss your forehead, "you got it. now, let's get out of here," he said before holding your hand. you two started walking out together to head to the parking lot across the street in order to leave while woozi hummed to the familiar chorus of one of the songs that he knew was your favorite.

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