I took my seat in the front row. I had a sign that said Ikon is great with a big thumbs up. I put Benjamin in the seat next to me. We cheered. Loudly so loud I don't think I would be able to sing happy birthday. So I planned on rapping it
The producer for mix and match came and got me. Quickly I shoved candles into the cake and placed all the presents in a pyramid. I turned off the lights and hid behind the door while the staff members his behind me. They walked in and followed the glow sticks I put down on the ground. I coughed the flashed a spotlight on me. Or a whole bunch of flashlights if you want to get technical. Ah ah i said into the mic.
Happy birth day to our oppa our chingu our hyung happy birthday to you Han bin oppa bi oppa leader PPP happy birth day to you I rapped.
They burst out laughing. I sank to my knees covering my face. Most embarrassing moment of my life. Aww your so cute he said squeezing my cheeks and I slapped his hand away. Blow out the candles i motioned to the burning cake. He made a wish quickly then blew them out. Woah I cheered.
I handed everyone there presents but bi had the most since it was his birthday. Junhoe got my second autographed Michael Jackson cd he looked like he was going to cry. I got bi shoes a note pad and a neck pillow. Bobby got a beanie and some shoes. Then the others got shoes.
I'm great aren't I I said complementing myself. I gave a hair flip. My phone buzzed. I forgot I had a concert tomorrow. I shrugged knowing it would be my last ballad concert before I switched to hip hop.
We all ended up in the yg practice room. They wanted I see how well I dance before I start training on Friday.
I watched the dance once memorizing it. That's what happens when you have a photographic memory.
Let's go I said standing up. Bi and I danced in sync the whole time. He seemed shocked that I could keep up with him. How was it I asked. His mouth gapped open. I'll take it as something good I said.
We had a dance party after the fact they got over that I could dance that good because most ballad singers can't really dance. I hit my sprinkler one time. Jinhwan hit his pelvic thrust. Bobby did the electric shocked fish out of water.
I was rolling on the floor holding my sides in pain from laughing to much. I wiped the tears from my eyes and tried to stand up but it wasn't working. Then jinhwan and donghyuk did this weird tutting thing it made it even worse.
I couldn't breathe I tried to stop but it wouldn't work. They just stared making me laugh harder by now I was full on crying. I was curled into a ball holding my sides. That.........was.........funny. I said trying to catch my breathe at the same time. I looked at my watch and jumped up. Bye I yelled rushing to get back before she throws another fit.
Wait up I heard someone yelled. I turned to see Bobby. I was bright flashing lights. Then I was pulled into someone's chest. I looked into the eyes of Bobby. I could here my heart pounding in my chest. Are you okay he asked worried. All i could do was nod.
His arms were so strong and his chest was so-what the hell am I thinking cut it out I said slapping myself. He looked at me weirdly.
I turned only to be pulle back into his chest as cars zoomed past. I blinked. I could melt into his embrace. The feeling of being safe in his arms made me want to stay here all the time. I really need to stop get a hold of yourself I said punching my self.
Ouch I complained. He realized me and grabbed my hand pulling me across the street. My heart raced as if it was going beat out of my chest.
I don't know what happened but I did something I may regret.
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Not so Innocent (ambw)
FanfictionEveryone sees her as a sweet innocent ballad singer who sings in 13 different languages. But Bobby sees her for who she is. He sees her just as she wants to be seen. Her bubbly adhd short tempered self. Quickly they fall for one another but will thi...