The Fan-Signing 4

Jin-ho's POV

I had watched, amused, as Tae-hee had given this innocent fan his number. Tae-hee was certainly picky with the people he gave his number to and I hoped for the fan's sake that he had not done what he did to that influencer in giving her our manager's number.

However, as I watched my old friend's face, I recognised the look of adoration like the back of my hand. Tae wore this look very rarely and the last time he had, it had not ended well. I do not expect this girl to break his heart, but then again, I never do expect them to.

As the girl looks into my eyes I smirk playfully, testing her. Surprisingly, she rolls her eyes at me sarcastically. This knocks my confidence somewhat and I feel as though I am the played not the player. The girl states that her name is y/n and compliments me on my dedication and passion sincerely, which makes me blush. This girl is forward!

To combat my awkward feelings, I gently lift her hand, placing it against mine to compare finger-length. Her hands are about half an inch smaller than mine! I smile victoriously and ask her how tall she is. When she reveals her height, my heart swells and I exclaim "You're so small!" to which she laughs cutely. I reach out and cup her face in my hands. My heart thuds in my chest as I whisper "I think being small is cute."

As I stare into her eyes, I realise what I have just said and look away embarrassed, taking my hand swiftly away. I can't believe I did something like that to her, what am I doing?

I see something approaching me out of the corner of my eye and look up to see y/n's hand outstretched as she takes a strand of hair away from my face before stroking my hair softly. I feel my face heat up as she whispers, almost inaudibly, "Thanks that means a lot." With that, she smiles and turns to Ju-yung and leaves me a hot mess. She isn't allowed to be more flirty than me!

Y/n's POV

As I turn to Ju-yung, my ultimate bias, someone's ringtone blares loudly, the sound of church bells filling the room. What an odd ringtone, it must be an automatic one that they don't know how to turn off.

After scanning the room to see where the sound came from; I return my attention to Ju-yung. He has grown his hair out recently again and the dark chocolate coloured waves frame his perfectly structured face. Seeing him up close has my heart beating a mile a minute.

I expect a "hello" or some form of greeting but am met with a look of shock instead. I softly poke his arm to get his attention and a wide smile fills his face as he turns to me.

"Uh, h-hello," I say showing my hand in greeting. My heart has completely forgotten its natural rhythm and is instead pounding against my ribcage as though it plans to escape. He asks me my name, age and interests and I answer quickly and truthfully.

I notice him write things down but I figure he is just signing my posters. I cock my head questioningly at him nonetheless but he just smiles innocently.

After that, we didn't have much time to talk so I simply say that I admire how he started in this business so young and how he is still modest and hard-working even though he is super wealthy now. Ju-yung grins like the goof he is and plays with my hand absentmindedly. I laugh and say he's weird but I let him do it anyway. I mean it is Ju-yung.

When the end of our meeting comes less than a minute later, he doesn't let go of my hand. I look up at him, not sure whether I am able to make eye contact with him for any longer and he shoves a piece of paper into my hand silently. He squeezes my hand subtly, even though my palm is considerably sweaty at this point and then turns his gaze away from me. What is this?

Ju-yung's POV

I scratch my face and lean on my chin, taking a small break as I wait for the next fan to finish talking to Jin-ho. As I turn to greet the fan, bells sound throughout the room. My jaw drops as I turn to the stunning girl before me and I am unable to think straight. She turns to face me and I drown in her eyes as though they were pools of water that I would love to swim in. I look into the distance realising my fate before I feel a gentle hand on my arm.

I look at the girl again and she greets me somewhat nervously. She shows her hand to me and waves before smiling adorably. I want to know more about this girl. I find out that her name is y/n, she is 23 and she has a passion for languages and music. I write down something on a piece of paper, hoping she will understand. She looks curiously back at me but I shake my head slightly and she lets it go.

With little time to talk, she mentions how she thinks highly of my humbleness and determination which I find quite flattering and endearing. My old, shy teen self seems to shine through with her, my head quite confused. While she is talking, I find the courage to grab her hand and play with her fingers. She laughs sweetly, claiming I'm weird, but I just smile at her and she lets me carry on.

Maybe it's true that I don't want to let go of her hand yet, even though I can sense her avoiding eye contact and her cheeks are a dark colour against the paleness of her skin. I inwardly sigh, but it is a happy sigh for there is something only I know that has just made my life 10 times better than it already was.

Y/n's POV

I shove the note Ju-yung gave me into my pocket before leaving and walking out into the beauty of Korean summer. The building disappears over my shoulder and as it fades from view, I sigh with happiness.

Slowly, I dawdle back to my hotel thinking about all the wondrous things that occurred today. I look down at the note in my hand, not being able to contain my curiosity any longer and read "Meet me at", what must be an address, "at 5:30". So Ju-yung was asking to meet up with me tonight?

I suppress my excitement the best I can, almost skipping past other people joyfully in the bustling centre of the city, the sun reflecting my feelings, until I reach my hotel room where I lean against the door and giggle, elated. Happily, I dance around the room suddenly impatient. My thoughts are swirling around my brain. Everything I've ever dreamed of is coming true! I am breathless and giddy. How will the night unfold?

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Author's Note

OOoooo. If you couldn't tell Ju-yung (you know who) is my bias lol. Thank you to my lovely readers!