Meanwhile, his team is in another waiting room, very distant to where he is right now.

            “Chanyeol, isn’t still here yet?” Their manager asks the boys when he enters the room. He is looking for the rapper himself since the time they learnt that he gone missing.

          The frown on each face answers his question. “Great! Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Where did that boy go?”

            Their Manager has tried searching here and there, even already asking everyone inside the station to help him. The scheduled meeting is 40 minutes to go before it starts so he uses the free time to find Chanyeol. Exhausted, he sits on one of the chairs while panting.

            The boys observe how tired their manager is and feel pity for him. All of them exchange look as they think the same thing. They shall look for their missing member this time.

            Suho wants to find Chanyeol, but he is too worried about something if he does that. Once he searches for Chanyeol, his face may look funny like the usual thing that happens whenever he exerts effort. It is like the members have telepathy to know that's what in his mind right now.

            Everyone looks at Baekhyun. Baekhyun? He is not on his seat right now.

            “He goes out to pee.” Kris says.

            Now, that person who just talked is everyone’s target.

            Kris wants to find Chanyeol but he is too worried about something if he does that. Once he searches for Chanyeol, there may be fangirls that will know this and they will be fed by fanfiction fantasy again. He really hates being paired to Chanyeol or any boy in the group. Because, he thinks he is too manly to fall with the same gender. The members, again, have telepathy-like skill thinking he is too cool to do that.

            “I’ll go look for Chanyeol.” Luhan volunteers, raising his right hand courageously.

            Some members awe at him except Kris and Suho.

            “You can’t go out and find him.” One of their leaders opposes. “What if you never come back because fans are just outside and they will kidnap you?”

            “What? Chanyeol might have been kidnapped?” Kyungsoo hysterically asked, all of them look at him. His large eyes get bigger in shock.

            “I’ll go.” Chen, who looks so nervous, volunteers himself. “I’m going to return where we stop. He must be there waiting for us.”

            “But, I’ve gone there initially.” Their manager says with a tone which sounds sick of this search. Too late, Chen has gone out.

            Back to Chanyeol’s side, he is still there waiting for Baekhyun’s reply on his seat.

           “Haven’t I said where I am now?” He mutters, not knowing the other celebrity is standing beside him. It takes seconds before he learns it and then startles.

            The guy chuckles at his reaction. “Have you told them that you’re here with me?”

            His upper body arches forward and eyes looking at Chanyeol’s phone while his face is closer to the boy. The rapper panicks and hurriedly hides his device into his pocket.

            “Yes, I did.”

            Chanyeol taking a peek at Woobin’s face, the taller moves away from him and stands straight still smiling brightly.

            Woobin then looks at his watch with a furrowed brows. “It’s been a while now since you stay here and Manager Moon hasn’t return yet.”

            The MC is right. He’s been there like forever. He cannot get angry with his friends but he feels like they abandon him.

            “Come with me, it seems that it will take long before they find you here.” Woobin offers.

            The room is starting to get boring to Chanyeol so he agrees with him. He rises from his chair and does some little stretching.

            “Where are we going?” Chanyeol curiously asks.

            Woobin stares at him and then smirks.

            “Somewhere that will make you surprise.”

            Chanyeol tries to smile and thinks  that he may have made a wrong choice.

            The room becomes empty as they leave.

~End~

A/N

Are you Team Kris?

Or, are you Team Woobin?

Maybe, ...

Trollolol... imposible.