Baekhyun always dreamed of being in a band. He never achieved his goal, but at least he got to travel with his favorite. He loved helping them set up the stage with a few other roadies. Sehun always complained about it being too hot. Yeah, currently they were in Phoenix for their world tour. Phoenix was hot, reaching 50 degrees sometimes in the Summer. They were all burning up but they stuck with it to make sure that the concert would be perfect. Puleun Dal was important to each and every one of the people on this trip. First world tour was a big deal for them.

“It’s so ing hot,” Sehun cried as he picked up another microphone stand. He said that every few minutes and Baekhyun could tell that Kyungsoo was reaching his limit. They knew it was hot and they didn’t need Sehun to remind them of that every second of the day.

“We know it’s hot. We will be in california soon where it’s a bit cooler. Can you stop annoying us until we get there?” Kyungsoo had stopped what he was doing to speak to Sehun in a soft but intimidating voice. Kyungsoo had that effect on people. He would tell them to do something and they would do it, because they know that Kyungsoo can be ruthless. If Jongdae was the king of pranks, Kyungsoo was the god.

He had duct taped Zitao to the wall of their bus while he was sleeping. Baekhyun still doesn’t know why or how he did it without waking Zitao up. Baekhyun woke up to the sound of screaming, which he did once he woke up and realized where he was. He must have done something really bad, because Kyungsoo never did that to someone unless they pissed him off. It took over two hours to get all of that duct tape off of him while he was crying and yelling as Kyungsoo.

Baekhyun scoffed and shook his head at the memory. That was a good day. London was one of Baekhyun and Kyungsoo’s favorite place they had been. Tokyo was fun as well. Baekhyun had to help Zitao talk to people, because he only spoke Chinese and some Korean. On the other hand there was Baekhyun, who spoke fluent Japanese and Korean. He didn’t mind helping out one of his best friends. He had fun translating. London was a problem, because none of them spoke English. Kyungsoo could only say greetings and order food.

“We should have studied some English before we came here.” Baekhyun said with a pout. He had spent his time playing video games with Minseok. You couldn’t blame him, Mario Kart was addicting. He wanted to beat Minseok on rainbow road at least once. Minseok was good at almost every video game. He would beat anybody, an