“HYUNGG! WHERE IS MY UNDERWEAR?!”

“You’re wearing them, you over-hyped child!” Himchan snarled at Zelo, Zelo rolling his eyes a little bit. I sighed and shook my head amusedly.

“I mean, where are my extras? You did the laundry last night,” Zelo retorted wisely, Himchan glaring at him. He pointed at the stack of clothes on the couch, Zelo zooming to it right away.

So, you’re probably wondering why Zelo needs spare undergarments.

Well, it’s because we’re preparing for tomorrow’s trip.

Yep tomorrow, December 22, we’ll be going to Idol Camp.

Yes, you heard me. Idol Camp.

Idol Camp is basically where K-Pop idols go to relax and have fun whenever they have free time. SNSD and SHINee rested there for a week, and from what I’ve heard, they have luscious forests, dozens of cabins and play areas like basketball, rock climbing and even an obstacle relay.

I was fortunate enough to be invited by the manager of B.A.P himself. I would’ve been bored to death if I was stuck here for three whole days without anything to do.

And, I get to meet my Taemin.

How lucky am I?

“Done packing?” Jongup snapped me out of my thoughts, giving me a slight scare. I nodded cheerfully, pointing at my suitcase and duffel bag in front of the couch.

“I packed three days ago. I’m not one of those last minute packers,” I shot my comment at Youngjae who was literally turning the dorm upside down, looking for his iPad charger.

“Good for you,” Youngjae retorted sarcastically, dashing in the kitchen.

“We will be staying away for three days and you only have a duffel bag and a suitcase,” Jongup said in an obvious tone as I shrugged, smirking.

“I’m not like other girls who brings their wardrobe with them I guess,” I responded, shrugging.

“Maybe because you’re not a girl?” Himchan asked innocently. I widened my eyes threateningly, slicing my thumb across my throat. Himchan rolled his eyes and resumed packing.

“Hey Joo! Have you seen my headphones?” Daehyun asked alarmingly, standing in front of me.

“It’s with Youngjae hyung, Dae hyung. He stole it from your bedside last night cause he wanted to listen to Secret’s Magic in peace,” Jongup answered for me, smiling brightly. I bit my cheek from laughing too hard.

Daehyun nodded and dashed away to find his yeobo.

“FINALLY! MY CHARGER!” Youngjae shouted from behind the couch, standing up and holding his charger high in the air with triumph clearly written on his face.

“WHERE ARE MY EARPHONES, YOU THIEF!” Daehyun demanded, coming out from the kitchen and running towards Youngjae.

Youngjae was still admiring his charger when Daehyun tackled Youngjae down sideways.

“YAH! I don’t have-“

“I don’t care how much you like our Secret sunbaes! HAND ME BACK THE EARPHONES WOMAN BEFORE I MURDER YOU!” Daehyun yelled loudly, eliciting a high pitched scream from Youngjae.

“Noona?” Jongup asked anxiously, biting his lip after. I turned to him with a puzzled expression.

“Yes?”

“Zelo stole the earphones, not Youngjae.” Jongup’s agitated expression was replaced with a bright one. I laughed as Daehyun continued torturing Youngjae with tickling him.

~.~

0330am

“And now, we’re here in B.A.P’s dorm. We are going to wake up the members, and of course Daehyun’s girlfriend, now. Let’s go!” Taemin said cheerfully at the camera, twisting the doorknob, letting himself in.

He stopped in the living room, trying to find his target first.

~.~

“Wake up sleepyhead, wake up~” I heard someone coo. I opened my eyes and tried to focus on the figure in front of me. I, still being in a half-conscious state, glared at whoever was in front of me.

“Himchan, if that’s you, I swear you couldn’t walk straight later if you tried,” I snarled, rubbing my eyes, trying to get it to focus.

“If you won’t mind, I would like to walk straight without constantly holding on ‘down there’” A too familiar voice responded.

It was Taemin’s voice.

SHINee Lee Taemin.

HOLY SHI-

“Good morning sleepyhead! It’s time to wake up!” Taemin chirped, flashing his one of a kind smile at me. I was momentarily speechless as I stared up to this perfect human being.

Lee Taemin was actually greeting me good morning.

What the hell I do to deserve this?!

“T-Taemin-ssi? Is that you?” I asked, bewildered of the fact that he was standing here in front of me. He chuckled and nodded, still smiling.

“Excuse me for a moment,” I said in a business like tone as I got out of bed and stepped out of the room and closed the door.

“LEE TAEMIN IS IN THE DORM! I REPEAT, LEE TAEMIN IS TWO FEET AWAY FROM ME!” I shouted loudly, Europe probably complaining about the noise I’m making now.

I cleared my throat and stepped inside, smiling giddily at Taemin and the unconscious Daehyun.

“So, I guess you’re a Taemint and a Shawol?” Taemin asked amusedly as I nodded sheepishly.

Gosh Namjoo, he’s just Taemin! He’s just your first bias!

I slapped my face a little, wincing at the pain.

“Are you-“ Taemin started to ask worriedly as I held a finger out to silence him.

“Sadly, this is normal,” I told him, grinning goofily. Taemin laughed and shook his head, turning to the camera.

“And that was the adorable Kim Namjoo. Why don’t you wake your boyfriend up?” Taemin looked away, taking my breathe away.

What boyfriend?

Oh, right. Daehyun.

“Oh, sure.” I shrugged, walking over to Daehyun, stepping on top of the bed and jumped on it numerous times.

“WAKE UP! WAKE UP! JUNG DAEHYUN, WAKE UP!” I chanted over and over, the bed slightly shaking as I jumped on it. Daehyun finally woke up, glaring at me as I hopped off the bed, going over to Taemin.

“And what is this – man – doing here?” Daehyun hissed, shifting his deadly glare at Taemin who seemed oblivious to his loathing look.

“He’s here to wake us up and drop us off to Idol Camp. Isn’t he amazing?” I gushed, blushing furiously. Taemin smiled and ruffled my hair. He patted it once more before waving cheerily at us, exiting out of the room.

I sighed contently.

He’s really one of the sweetest and kindest people I have ever met.

“Hello, Jung Daehyun is here! STOP STARING AT THE DAMN DOOR!” Daehyun demanded hotly as I faced him with a jubilant expression on my face.

“Lee Namjoo, Lee Namjoo, Lee Namjoo,” I repeated over and over, smiling every time I did.

Daehyun collapsed on the bed, shaking his head.

“Two can play in that game,” I heard Daehyun mutter darkly, but I was still lost in my own world. 

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