This shot is based on JB’s one less lonely girl. Yeah that song basically inspired me to write this ChanBaek shot. Probably you don’t want this but I really don’t care because I wrote this to let all my feelings and dreams about being just the fanboy. I imagined Baekhyun being one of us. So yeah, here it goes.

 

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What does it feels like if one person let you be the first out of all? What does it feels like to be his one and only, out of all those people who want him the way you want him too? I just want be the first one to describe everything I imagine how it would feel.

 

“Hey, Baek. You’re spacing out again. Still thinking about what I have told you last night?” Kyungsoo said while doing his thing. Yeah cooking.

 

“I just envy you so much. Look at you! At the very young age you have your own restaurant and you have basically the man of your dreams! Like what the ? Ugh… I’m just so frustrated why my life is like this. If I were you I won’t ever let anyone take him away from me.” I rested my head at my palm looking grumpily at my best friend.

 

“You know what, it doesn’t mean I’m this successful, my life would be completely happy you know. If I would state the bare reality sometimes I’m so freaking tired and I can’t do anything about it and that is because I am not that normal anymore. I have a name and reputation to take care of too and I just can’t be myself always because I also need to take care about Jongin’s name. “ he state in a matter of fact tone

 

I didn’t tried to argue with him anymore because I know he’ll just shut my mouth and thoughts down. Typically Do Kyungsoo.  I opened the television by the counter and started surfing along the channel and something caught my attention

 

“The Superstar Singer-Actor Park Chanyeol and Fashion Model Idol Im Nana are rumored to be dating.”

 

“The said two TV icons are caught in a private restaurant. As seen in the photo, the two are quite acting sweet and careless regarding the paparazzi around them. What could be the real score between the two?”

 

“The issue are getting bigger and bigger as the fans from both sides starting to ship them because last night the actor recently updated his Instagram with the photo of them together with the caption of: happiest man alive @imjinah. With this, the speculations lead to one. They maybe are dating.”

 

There is only one thing to describe how I feel. Damn it hurts. I know I am only his fan nothing more and nothing less but couldn’t he stay out of relationship until us, his fans can managed the heartbreak? Gosh it hurts. Really hurts.

 

“What the damn ?! Kyung, what are you going to do if you were in my place?” I asked Kyungsoo, who is now sitting in contrast of mine.

 

“Well, I’ve been there you know. We have the same situation before only you are a fan nothing more and nothing less and I am he’s lover. Did you get my point? He was courting me already the time the media releases an issue about him and dating such idols. I have his word and he have mine so I have nothing to worry about not like yours, you have nothing at all.” I sighed and inhale deeply “But if I were you, I am not going to believe what I heard or see, because only he and his words are my strength, get it? Don’t believe in anything as long as it doesn’t came from him.” Kyungsoo patted my head. Of course I’m going to take his advice because he has an idol as his lover besides he’s my best friend.

 

“What about the picture? Look at it, his smiles seems so genuine like he won the lottery. Aigoo this thing makes my head hurts.” I complained

 

“Perks of being a fan.” Kyungsoo laughed and I can’t seem to find anything laughable at the moment.

 

“Cheer up Bacon… your putting yourself into the depths of stress. Like duh? Maybe that is just for publicity. For the benefit of them both, that’s how the showbiz industry work.” He told me.

 

Even though he told me that that’s how the industry works, I don’t think I can believe it, of course maybe yes that’s the real truth but what If they fall for it. I don’t think I can’t handle that news. I don’t think I can live with him having his girl, I’d rather die than see him with some woman.

 

“Whatever Kyung, I’m leaving. See ‘ya!”

 

 

 

Another day, another chance. I’m currently working at the SM Entertainment as one of the music coordinator. Yeah, what a chance I got right? Well, even though I work here it seems that he’s so freaking near but so effin far away. Sometimes I just found myself starring at him while he’s doing his recordings. I even assists him too many times. But it is just so hard to talk to him like my other co-workers here. They are so comfortable around him while me? Oh my God I freezes every time he take a quick glance at me. I don’t know, I can’t seem to find a reason to be comfortable around him.

 

“Uhh excuse me?” I tried to find who’s that

 

“In here please.”

 

I shifted my position and there. There he was, smiling at me like I was the--- oh shush! You’re such a ing dreamer Baek, maybe he needs a help duh!

 

“A-ah y-yes?” Damn! Why do I have to stutter?

 

“I have a little problem in my lapel at the same time I don’t think this is my song?” He gave me a shy smile and I melted. .

 

“o-oh I-is that so? W-wait I’ll just c-call a helper.” I panicked. Ok. That is real, I look like I was having an attack and I look like a dummy .

 

“No, no, no. I think you can handle this. Mr. Kim (the one Baek supposed to call) said he has an emergency so I think we need to figure this out on our own.” There is it again, he’s smiling. Gosh why do you have to be so adorable?

 

“Why do you have to be this cute?” I whispered

 

“I don’t know, maybe ask my mom. She knows the answer.” He suddenly stated

 

“Excuse me?” I was caught off guard

 

“You asked me right? Why do I have to be this cute?” I nearly fainted after he said that, oh my God I can feel my face started to heat up . . .

 

“A-ah n-no, s-sir  u-uhh Mr. Park I-I w-was just m-mumbling s-some-s-something.” Oh good Lord please let the earth eat me now. As in now.

 

“You’re too formal, everybody here calls me Chanyeol or Chan, it can be Yeol, which ever you prefer but not sir nor Mr. Park please. I feel like I’m old when I am only 24.” He chuckled at his own statement.

 

“O-okay.” I immediately went to the laptop to check if the song that is currently playing is for him. I was busy fixing things when he spoke. Again. Oh my God, he sure is talkative.

 

“Are you new here?” he asked

 

I answered him a quiet no

 

“Hmm… if that is so, why didn’t you know that I don’t like being called sir or Mr. Park?” this time I took a glance at him and I was quite taken aback because the giant was watching me move.

 

“i-I just don’t w-want to b-be f-fired."