Four Knights (CNBLUE) (Hiatus)

3. What Happens Backstage

{A/N: Dedicated to @SpringMate aka baowow aka b-bear. You're the best!}

               ~Tay

"So...you're a girl group stan? Surprising..." I laughed sarcastically and elbowed him as I unlocked and opened the door for us both. He pushed back, but more gently.

"Nono I swear it's not for that reason. I like sweet, cute concepts. But then there's songs like Something and You Think where a girl will belt out one of those runs that sends shivers through your body. Know what I mean?"

I did. It was the feeling that you can rarely ever get listening to a boy group. Not even fetus SHINee with their bowl cuts and minimal makeup. We still love our Taeminnie.

"Yeah actually." We approached our place and he walked me to the door, but didn't leave quite yet.

"Noona~" he cried, and abruptly grasped my hands.

"Huh? What?" I jumped in surprise for more than one reason; I realized he'd just called me Noona for the first time and the fact that his hands were softer than mine.

"Meet with us tomorrow! Please? I have an idea." His eyes were wide and mouth shown a large pearly white grin. I raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean? What for?"

"It's a surprise~" he sang and ended with a wink. Looking closer at his behavior and face, he reminded me more of a toddler than an 18 year old.

I opened my mouth, but was cut off when his door flung open.

"Minhyuk ah~, mwohaneungoya?"

Minhyuk, who was facing me, turned and we both faced the leader of his band.

"Hyung, I-!" He clapped excitedly, but as if he remembered something, he quickly covered his mouth. Confusion crossed Yonghwas face as well as mine. "I was just...seeing ahjumma home."

And the short lived Noona period is short lived. *ding* (A/N: Cinema Sins anyone?)

"Right..." his eyes flickered to me once, then they went back to his dongsaeng.

He said some words in Korean and I just sat there lost. Minhyuk nodded and hummed in approval, then when Yonghwa turned back into their apartment, he leaned closer and whispered "I'll text you."

Then he was gone.

What? He didn't even have my phone number. Ugh whatever.

*~*~*~*~*

I was rinsing the large bubbles collected on my arms off. Well, to be short, it was my shower, which I enjoyed thoroughly while I blasted and sang along (mostly on key, might I add) to yet another song by f(x). This was, of course, until the song was interrupted by a rather rude phone call.

"I got a pa-pa-pa-pa-paper heart! I got a pa-pa-pa-pa--the f?"

Suddenly what was Amber's voice turned into the T-Mobile jingle, while, although to be stuck in my head for the next 5 minutes, was really killing my vibe.

Quickly, I rinsed, toweled up and parted unwillingly with the shower and onto the small shower rug thing.

I threw on my glasses and after the fog faded, I was able to read the screen.

When I could finally read what was on it, I accepted the call.

"Hello? Madison?'

The same voice from the bridal shop answered saying "Hey Fiona. It's me. Sorry, is now a bad time?"