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eyes on you ; singapore // world tour series

[A/N: Second last chapter for the World Tour Series which will be ending in Hong Kong!]

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youngjae as boyfriend 

'I'm sorry,' you pouted over the phone, as you clutched it to your ear, trying to juggle your groceries, your car keys, your apartment keys and your phone all while trying to unlock the door, with one of your shoulders weighed down by your laptop.

You heard the faint whine of disappointment over the phone line as you turned it on loudspeaker mode, sorting out the rest of the groceries, tossing your peanut butter in the cabinet, your frozen stuff in the freezer, stocking up on bread and rice and that sort of thing

'You really can't make it?" Youngjae asked you, his voice crackling over the phone, interrupted by the static that came from talking to your boyfriend who was living a few countries away.

'You know I would if I could,' you soothed as you dumped your laptop bag on the bed, unzipping it to reveal your worn out laptop which whirred to life when you smashed the 'ON' button, you tapped your foot impatiently as the blue screen slowly materialized.

'I'm really sorry Youngjae, I miss you too, you know I do, but I really can't make it this round,' you sighed, throwing yourself in your chair, as it wheeled around freely, while you pinched the bridge of your nose with your index finger trying to lessen the throbbing of your head and the back of your head.

'Why not?" he asked, not insistent but just more curious and again... disappointed.

'I have this huge project coming up for my company and I want to take leave but my boss... woops I mean my dad is breathing down my neck for it and he's always going on about how it needs to be done today! Right now! Or the business will collapse! Anarchy! Chaos!' you said loftily, still grumbling.

'Can't you let someone else do it?" he asked, trying desperately to find a way to get you out of the mess.

'I wish I could but it's my "initiation" into the company apparently,' your voice was thick with sarcasm as you keyed in your password for your laptop.

'Fine...' Youngjae gave up, his voice somehow turning even sadder. 'I was just... hoping I could... God, I just wanted to see you again,' he sighed, and you could imagine him sitting on the couch in his room, with Coco running around yelping frantically as could be heard from the high-pitched barks in the background.

There was a time when you would have been over at his place, him playing, fingers flying over the keyboard and you dog-sitting, waiting for him to finish so he could come and spend some time with you. You rubbed your eyes tiredly as you thought of the memory. When was the last time you had just sat down and talked with Youngjae? Like face to face not over the blurry screen of a Skype call? Hell, it had been eons.

Ever since your dad transferred you from the headquarters of his company in Seoul, kicking you out to the branch in Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia, it had been nearly impossible for you to go back and visit Youngjae. It seems like being the daughter of the CEO didn't give you much perks.... not that you would abuse them in the first place. Okay, maybe a little.

And now with their world tour finally coming to Singapore you had been looking forward for weeks and weeks to the date, having already gotten your ticket, and by some great blessing of the concert gods, managed to be one of the few lucky ones who also got sound check passes and Hi-Touch. But then, your hopes all came crashing down. While you were busy trying to apply for leave and booking your hotel your boss had come up to you with a stack of work, in his arms.