Chapter 03.

Our Protector

A/N - I changed to first person cause it's easier...LOL.

 

I saw a black figure walking towards the house. I thought it was a little suspicious that he's not carrying a weapon of any kind and not trying to shield himself at all.

He looked up and when he saw me his eyes widened.

“You again?” he said to me.

I sighed and hung my head.

“What are you doing out here this late?” I asked him. I recognized him as one of the EXO members. One of the chinese members. Kris, I think.

“What are you doing at my dorm?”

“I'm your managers niece. I'll be staying with you for the time being.”

“Okay...well I snuck out. And don't tell your uncle, okay?” he walked passed me.

I followed him into the house.

“Don't go out at night again,” I told him.

He turned to look at me with furrowed eyebrows. “Why?”

“It's the new rule.”

“Are you sure you're not some creepy sasaeng fan that wants us all to yourself?”

I wish I was something that easy.

“Yes I'm sure.”

He gave me a look before going upstairs.

Honestly, I could care less if they think I'm weird. I'm just here until our agency catches the culprit behind these male idol assassins and I won't have to see them again.

 

I woke up to the sounds of the boys getting ready for another day of practice. Everyone was running around trying to find socks, shoes, sweatshirts and other things.

“Okay! Today, 9am-1pm album recording! 2pm-4pm fitting! 5pm-10pm dance practice!” the manager, I later learned that his name was Younghoon(yeah made that up yall), yelled throughout the house.

I rubbed my eyes and walked to the bathroom. I opened the door and started to brush my teeth.

“Uh...” a deep voice said.

I looked over and saw Chanyeol putting on his shirt.

“Oh, I'm sorry,” I walked out and leaned on the wall beside the door to continue my brushing. I was so used to sharing locker rooms with boys at the training center that it didn't phase me anymore.

After a minute, Chanyeol ran out of the bathroom, avoiding eye contact with me. I just shrugged and walked back in to continue with my morning routine.

 

We went into a building with large doors and hallways. As I was admiring the paintings on the walls, someone beside me cleared his throat.

I looked over and Chanyeol was staring at the ground while scratching the back of his head.

“Err, about this morning...”

“I'm sorry, I should've knocked,” I apologized.

He looked surprised at my statement. “No no, I should've locked the door. I have to get used to living with a girl now. Well anyways, we're going to record our title song today. Prepare to fall deeply in love with my rapping skills.” He winked and walked ahead of me.

I shook my head at his boldness but smiled anyways.

 

We entered a large room with padded walls and there was a glass room with a microphone.

The producers were sitting in the spinny chairs, adjusting some effects on the very large recording equipment.

The boys bowed to their seniors and introduced themselves. They were all fairly polite. I was really impressed.

“You all listened to the track, right? Got to know it, love it and be best friends with it?” one of the producers asked.

“Ne!” the boys said in unison.

“Okay! Let's start! Lay, you're up first!”

 

I was placed myself on the ground outside the room. I leaned my back on the wall and rested my right arm on my right knee that was propped up.

I sighed and looked around at the empty hallway before taking my pocket knife out and flinging it around out of boredom.

Even though I was outside with the door closed, I could still hear the music and the person singing it. The song was very catchy and electronic. Out of all the voices I heard, one stood out to me. It was very smooth and a little higher than the others.

The door opened and I quickly put my pocket knife back into my pocket.

The member walked out with a bottle of water and he stared at me as if wondering why I was sitting on the ground in the hallway.

“Sorry to disturb you or anything. Just getting some fresh air. It's kinda stuffy in there,” he apologized.

“Lu Han, is it?” I asked. I did some name studying before falling asleep last night.

He nodded.

“Was that you singing earlier?” I asked.

He nodded. “Why? Was it bad? Today's not my day...” he sighed.

“No, it was great! I liked it.”

He smiled and suddenly looked 5 years younger.

“Thank you!”

I smiled and nodded.

 

He sat across from me and I was suddenly curious about the life of an idol. I've been in training practically all my life that I didn't know a single thing about music or movie stars.

“So what do you do in your spare time?” I asked.

“Hmmm, I don't really have spare time since I'm always flying back and forth between Korea and China, but whenever I do, I like to hang out with Sehun, or watch anime.”

“Anime? You like anime?!” my eyes lit up. It was the only thing I did when I wasn't training. Myungsoo always lent me his manga's and DVD's.

“Yeah! I really like One Piece.”

“Me too!”

He smiled and sat next to me.

We started talking animatedly about the anime until someone opened the door and interrupted us.

 

“Oh! There you are! Why are you-oh! Lu Han hyung...” Chanyeol narrowed his eyes.

He looked at us back and forth before wiggling in between us so he could sit next to me.

“Did you hear my rapping?!” he asked me.

I frowned. “I'm sorry...I'm afraid I didn't...”

Chanyeol pouted and turned to Lu Han, who had a confused expression.

“Hyung you distracted her!”

“What? No I didn't! We were just...”

 

As they bickered, I tuned out of the conversation as I saw a black figure hide behind the corner of the hallway. I stared intently and their head popped out again to only quickly go back into hiding.

I furrowed my eyebrows. They have the nerve to come to such a public place?

I sprang up and ran to the corner.

There were two guys standing up against the wall with guns in their hands. I didn't want to make a fuss in such a quiet building by getting my gun involved so I quickly did a toe touch in the air to kick both of their guns out of their hands. I picked them up before they could get to them. I took out the ammo and kicked it in a random direction. I ran deeper into the dark hallway to make sure Lu Han and Chanyeol couldn't witness this. I wanted to make it quick and easy. Luckily the hallway was unoccupied at all since it had no lights on.

 

One of them pulled out a knife and tried to stab me but I dodged it. We were at it for a couple of seconds before I got the perfect opportunity to kick his hand and the knife went flying. I swiftly caught it and stabbed his stomach. He fell to the ground with a thud.

The other guy who was trying to find the ammo saw his partner fall and he dropped the empty gun and charged for me. I pulled out my dagger and ducked under his arms when he was trying to grab me and slit his throat.

I panted heavily as I stared down at them. I blew my bangs up and texted Boss the address and my exact location so he can order someone to take their bodies.

I wiped my bloody dagger on the guy's shirt and put it back into my belt and walked out of the hallway like nothing was wrong.

 

“Seriously! If you hadn't talked to her, she would've heard my charismatic rapping!” Chanyeol said, waving his arms around.

“Yah! You can show her later anyways! It's not like you can only rap once! Why are you getting so worked up about her anyways?” Lu Han argued back.

“Because I-” Chanyeol saw me and smiled. “Where were you?”

“Uh...” I rubbed the back of my neck. “Bathroom break.”

 

Lu Han stood up and went into the recording room. “Seriously...why is he so angry?” he muttered as he shut the door.

Chanyeol patted the spot next to him and grinned. I sat down.

“I'm hungry! Do you want to get something to eat in the cafeteria?” he asked.

“I'm okay. I'm on a diet.”

“Diet?! But you're so skinny. And your body looks toned through that tight shirt. Not that I'm staring or anything...” he muttered.

I narrowed my eyes and covered myself more with the trench coat.

“Why are you wearing that anyways? It's really really hot outside. But it's kinda cold in here. But seriously. I'm hungry. Let's go eat. You don't even have to. Can you just accompany me? I don't like to eat alone,” Chanyeol rambled on and started to turn around to leave.

 

I suddenly saw my father's men haul the assassin's out of the other hallway and down ours. My eyes widened and I panicked so I grabbed Chanyeol's face so he could look at me.

“Look at me,” I ordered.

“O..kay..”

I stared at him as I waited for the men to finish their job but the hallway was pretty damn long. I was watching them through my peripheral vision.

“You're pretty,” Chanyeol said out of the blue.

I blinked in surprise and really looked at him. He was definitely the most handsome member. Definitely.

“Thank you,” I replied.

 

The men finally took the stairs, most likely to the basement. That's the only place they can make a silent, secret escape.

I sighed in relief and let go of Chanyeol's face but he continued to stare at me. I realized how close we were so I jumped back with a flushed face.

“My turn,” he said and grabbed my face so I could look at him.

He grinned and was about to say something until the door opened and someone gasped.

We looked over and Baekhyun was standing there with wide eyes. His hands went to his mouth and he quickly ran back inside the room while screaming, “Hyung! Hyung! Guess what I just saw?!”

Ah, crap...

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hahaha, i had so much fun writing Chanyeol's character guys. he's so adorable.

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ChanKai96
#1
Chapter 18: i really really really really really enjoy your story authornim!!! but no seq? :'(
AhRa92
#2
shainur #3
Chapter 18: wowwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
blessolove
#4
Chapter 7: awesome story
ReenRieX #5
I luv the forewoprd s much !! thank u authornim~ so much !!
coolestgirl #6
Chapter 8: I don't know if I'm just weird but I wish the girl was colder. Like super serious and not immune to pickup lines or aegyo. But don't mind me!
rerechanyeolexoL #7
Hello
your fanfic "our protector" really famous in the Middle East because it Ultimate And I want to translate from English into Arabic Of course with copyright Permission and your permission