I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, silently hating myself. Why did I have to hurt the people I loved? I willed myself not to cry, it would only give the doctor more cause to hate B.A.P and be rude to them.

The door opened again, and the doctor walked in.

"Ms. Lee, your brother and friend are here, would you like me to let them in?" He asked.

"Yes, please." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't pretend that my conversation with Daehyun and Youngjae hadn't rattled me. The way Daehyun had said 'whatever' was haunting me. It was resigned. Did that mean that he gave up on me, even though I gave up on him first? Or, did it mean that he just didn't want to argue? It was all just too confusing for me to handle.

The doctor left the room, and seconds later, Namsoo and Nana entered.

"Joy, are you alright?" Nana asked and rushed to my side. Namsoo looked a little awkward at the door. He wasn't coming in, but he wasn't leaving either. I heard the clicking of the cameras and I looked at the window, and was surprised to see the curtains shut. Had Yongguk just shut them again, or had he never opened them?

"Oppa, what's wrong?" I asked, and pushed Nana's hands off of my forehead. She was fussing over me, trying to fix things that weren't broken.

"Joy, I'm so sorry. I didn't know . . . No, I wasn't expecting . . . I'm so sorry, Joy." Namsoo said, and ran a hand through his already tussled black hair.

"What for?" I asked in confusion. "You didn't do anything to be sorry for."

"But, this is all my fault." He said and gestured to me on the bed.

"And just how is any of this your fault?" I asked and raised one of my eyebrows.

"If I hadn't bought you the concert ticket, if I hadn't forced you to go up there, none of this would be happening right now." Namsoo said bashfully.

"Oppa, don't be stupid! You didn't force that girl to throw that shoe at me, and you didn't mean for any of this to happen, you were just trying to give me a treat. So, being an awkward duck, and get in here." I told him and waved my hand at him, gesturing for him to come in. Namsoo listened to me, for once, and pulled up a chair beside Nana.

"By the way, what happened after I, you know, passed out?" I asked after a while.

"Well, the place pretty much would've erupted into chaos if it weren't for the MC . . ."

Daehyun's POV:

The Games ~

My body froze when I discovered that Joyce, my Joyce was here. Did she see me singing? She must have come to the fan signing. It was the only way she could be here. Everyone who was at the fan signing came to this fan service. It was an all inclusive ticket. I wonder which was her? It must've been one of the people who were too shy to look at me.

Five girls got out of their seats and walked up onto the stage. My heart fell when I noticed that none of them were Joyce. Had I got it wrong? Or perhaps she just didn't want to see me? I wouldn't blame her. I couldn't pretend that I wasn't hurt when she had left, because it had hurt, a lot.

The MC called out Joyce's name and I was scanning the crowd, looking for a familar face. I felt Himchan nudged my arm and he pointed to where a man was standing up. The two girls who were beside him were doing their best to hide themselves. They were probably embarassed and didn't want anyone to know that they were with him.

The MC joked with him, telling him that they wanted a girl. The audience started to laugh at the MC's lame joke and I almost didn't catch what the man said next. Apparently he was Joyce's brother and he pulled her out of her chair, and she was forced to mount the steps to the stage. I caught her eye, but she only looked away quickly. I didn't have to be as smart as Youngjae to guess the reason - she was embarrassed at having to face us.

I didn't listen much to the girls introduction. It would all be forgotten by tomorrow anyway, so it was futile to bother learning their backgrounds. And besides, I already knew my partner's background. When it come to her intorduction though, I still listened. Her voice was still the same as ever. Maybe it wavered a little from all the spotlights on her, but she held herself pretty strong. I was a tad shocked when she said her age. I never knew that she had her birthday, I probably should have known though. After all, I was her boyfriend.

Zelo was affronted when Joyce pretended that she never knew us. I could tell that he was hurt by her words. He was easily hurt by that kind of thing. He was about to correct her, but luckily Youngjae stopped him just in the nick of time. If he were to correct her now, she would be flustered and the MC and the crowd would be lost for words.

I acted along with Joyce. Pretending I didn't know her was hard, but it was worth it. I couldn't say that I understood her reasons for leaving, but now - on stage and in the public eye - was not the time to think about it or act childish and hurt over it. When the talent portion came around, I was bricking it about what I chould do for her. Sure, it was alright for Jongup, Zelo and Yongguk, they had other talents besides singing or rapping. I had nothing but singing. If I sang a love ballad, which were my forté, Joyce would only become uncomfortable.

"Daehyun-sshi. Why don't you do something for you partner?" The MC said, startling me. "She looks very scared beside you. Joyce-sshi, what would you like Daehyun to do?"

I stole a quick glance at Joyce. The MC was right. She looked absolutely terrified, even more so now that she was required to talk. Was it my presence that did that or the crowds watchful eye?

My heart went out to her. Even if she had broken it, it still crumbled a little at the sight of her. More than anything, I wanted to grab her hand and give her a hug, and tell her that everything would be okay, that the crowd weren't as scary as they seemed. But, I couldn't. Not now that we were strangers - or at least pretending. I could help her in small ways though, and before I had known what I was doing, I offered to sing in English with Youngjae and Himchan.

It was fun singing in English with the guys. I had fun dancing around the stage like a fool, I thought that maybe it might bring a smile to Joyce's face and help her to relax. I could tell that some of my pronunication was off, I always mixed up 'l' and 'r'. 'Baby' was the only Englsih song I knew, and I didn't really know what it was about. I know it was about a boy who was deeply in love with a girl, and he expressed it through the song.

I couldn't help but smiling after it was over, I gave Joyce my signature smile, trying to tell her without words to relax, but she only looked away. Seriously, did I have something on my face?

The crowd were chanting 'daebak' after we were done, and I was glad that Joyce agreed with them, and didn't comment on my mixed up letters as she always used to.

Then, came the games. I had seen a small bit of what they wanted us to do with our partners backstage. I knew that we would all try to see who could hold our partner up the longest, we would play the laughing game and we were also supposed to do aegyo for them to make them smile - that's why Himchan hyung was Yongguk hyung lessons before we went out on stage, it was the funniest thing I ever saw in my life. But, I certainly wasn't expecting to play the peporro game. Of all things, the peporro game. Seriously? Yongguk didn't seem to know either because he had a face like thunder on him and Zelo looked scared, but they quickly covered it up. I was glad that Joyce was my partner until I remembered that we weren't going out anymore, and it would be more awkward for us than any other couple.

Age order meant that I had time to calm myself down before it was our turn. I decided to follow Himchan and Yongguk's example; only eat until you are close together, and then let them decide whether or not to take the bite that would put their lips together. It was up to them whether or not they kissed. It could be construed as wrong if we took the bite, since we were guys and idols.

I put the stick between my mouth when the MC announced Himchan's measly score, and I face Joyce. She looked absolutely frightened. Did she never relax? We started to chow down on the stick, our lips getting ever closer . . .

When we were close together, I opened my eyes and Joyce opened hers moments later. I knew she would never take the bite, so I took the plunge. I could hear her heart beating despite the crowding cheering, and at that moment, I blocked them all out. It was only Joyce and I. I moved my head closer to hers, our lips were millimeters apart when I heard a shriek and a shoe flew out of no where and hit Joyce. 

Maybe if I wasn't so absorbed in the game, I would've seen it and have been able to move her out of the way in time, however, I didn't and she was hit. The blood started to colour her hair immediately, and I couldn't move. I heard someone fighting against people. Joyce tentatively touched her head, where she was hit and her face drained of all colour.

Somehow, I knew what would happen before it did. I caught Joyce's arms just as she fell and tried to support her. I had an awkward grip on her though, so Jongup came and helped me pick her back up. I swung her up, so that I was carrying her bridal style, and I didn't know where to go, so I just stood there in shock.

The place nearly went crazy. A girl was hopping around on one shoe, and trying to fend off the security guards. I didn't like what she was shouting. She claimed that I was her's, and that 'the little ' couldn't touch me. She asked me to put Joyce down, except she didn't call her that, she called her 'the ', and to help her instead. I didn't like that. I would have shouted at her, but I couldn't while I was holding Joyce.

A paradmedic came up the side of the stage and offered to take Joyce, but I refused and I exited with him, I didn't want to let her go while she was hurt. I followed him around to the ambulance and laid her down on the stretcher. I could hear the ruckus that was going on in the hall, and I heard the MC's voice over it all, and the noise eventually died down. Youngjae had walked out after me, and we stood there at the side of the ambulance, while the paramedics loaded her up. 

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Yongguk was sat on one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs, twiddling his fingers. Youngjae was trying to convince Jongup and Zelo that Joyce was alright, and Himchan and I were pacing up and down the waiting room. I didn't know where Nana and Joyce's brother were. The paparazzi were outside in the hall, trying to take a picture of us. I had a feeling that Leechoi manager hyung had called them here on purpose. I wished it was Seungpyo hyung here instead. He was much nicer than this hyung.

"Guys, relax." Yongguk told us from the chair and I stood still. "She'll be fine."

I said nothing, but returned to my pacing. We were told we were allowed to see her, so why aren't they letting us see her? Was she hurt worse than they thought she was?

The door opened, and I looked up giddily, but it was only Leechoi hyung with cups of hot drinks; coffee for himself and Himchan, and tea for the rest of us, except for Zelo who had opted for the hot chocolate. I took a sip of my tea, and nearly burnt my tongue.

"Aish!" I cried out, when I pulled the cup quickly away from my mouth and some of the hot liquid slopped over my hand.

"For God's sake Daehyun, relax! She's not going to die and you're upsetting Junhongie." Himchan scolded me.

"Sorry, hyung." I muttered and sat down on a chair beside Yongguk and blew on the surface of the drink.

The door opened for a second time, and a doctor walked in. I jumped again, and he told us that we could see her. I almost ran out of the door, but I restrained myself. It would only be suspiscous. The press took photo's of us as we walked down the hall, and I tried to cover my face, but Leechoi only gave out to me and pulled my hand away from my face.

"I want Seungpyo hyung." Jongup muttered beside me.

"Me too." I confided back.

When we walked into the room, something seemed off. There was too much tension in the air, and it wasn't natural. Yongguk closed the curtains, but Leechoi hyung only gave out to him. Yongguk refused to open them though, and I was glad that we had sucha strong willed leader at that moment. Leechoi gave up on trying and I knew that we'd be punished for it by more work.

I didn't want to think about that now though. I sat down on an empty plastic chair beside Joyce and I took her hand and squeezed it gently. It was a little too limp, a little too forced. I exchanged a quizzical look with Youngjae and I knew that we were on the same wavelength. 

All too soon, the doctor came back in, and told us that we had to leave as we weren't relatives. It was completely unfair. We were probably the closest people to Joyce, and we had to leave when she needed someone there for her? She may have had her brother and Nana, but we were us. She had told us everything.

Yongguk tried to protest the doctor's decision, but he remained firm. Then Zelo attempted to change the doctor's mind, and he almost confessed that Joyce and I went out, right in front of Leechoi. Himchan clamped a hand over him though, and out of the orner of my eye, and I saw Joyce flinch. Again, I exchanged a look with Youngjae. I told him to drop the matter though, when he pressed the issue that Joyce was awake to the doctor, and I saw her visibly relax.

The others went out of the room, with Youngjae and I trailing at the rear. As soon as Jongup was out of the door, Youngjae shut it. Just as expected, Joyce opened her eyes. She looked straight at us and then she hid her face under a cushion.

"Asleep, huh?" Youngjae asked sarcastically.

"Why won't you look at us?" I asked, my voice coming out angrier than I expected, so I tried again in a softer tone. "Why did you leave so suddenly?"

Joyce took the cushion off of her face with deliberate slowness, and I was antcipating a big explanation, one where she apologised and gave me a proper reason for leaving, and one where she said she didn't mean it, and that she loved me really.

Instead, all I got was a simple 'Because'.

"Because?" I prompted, still hopeful of the explanation that I desired.

"Because it was your career on the line. Because I would have felt horrible if I had ruined it for you. Because I couldn't ruin it for you. Because this is the type of thing that would happen more often if I stayed." She said quickly. I was stunned. That wasn't what I was expecting. No, that wasn't what I wanted. Where was the part where she said sorry? Where was the part where she said she loved me? It was all wrong. I felt guilty because she said that that she left me for me, which made no sense at all.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, unable to help the anger I was feeling.

"Can't you just accept that it would be better for al involved to just have it this way?" She asked pleadingly.

"No, I can't Joyce." I told her icily. How could I accept that excuse? It was all wrong. "Whatever." I mumbled and ran a hand through my brown locks. I didn't want to get madder, so I walked out of the room, and Youngjae trailed afew seconds after me.

We got straight into the waiting van outside the hospital, the paparazzi still taking photo's.

"So?" Himchan asked and turned around from the front seat. I didn't open my mouth, but let Youngjae do the explaining instead.

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