「 Joanna ♡ Changmin 」

[Listen to: Hi Ya Ya and Somebody To Love (1st Live Tour 2006) by 동방신기/DongBangShinKi/東方神起/Tohoshinki]

Author's Note: One-shot for changminlover88! Have I kept you waiting?! ;D
Kind of long. It was HARD to make Changminnie a stalker. X: He's my bias, too! D':
I lied. [x (Currently updating as of January 23.) Sorry, if it's different from what you imagined!
Sort of, but not really, based this off something that happened to me a few weeks ago. 'cept this has a happier ending.
Die-hard Cassie alert. < Insert audible sniffling here >
The setting for this one-shot's placed a few years back, if you get what I mean. |':

A  l  w  a  y  s   A  n  d   F  o  r  e  v  e  r   K  e  e  p  i  n  g   T  h  e   F  a  i  t  h   ♥

Credits to Aheeyah and JpopAsia for lyrics and translation.

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♪ Dancing in a summer paradise / 사랑해 hi ya ya ya~ ♪ 

( Dancing in a summer paradise / I love you, hi ya ya ya~ )

Five men. Five gorgeous men danced on the stage, the setting sun on the sea horizon behind them. The screaming was deafening, yet the performers were still audible. It was a wonder how the pier could hold so many people, all of them jumping like the avid fan-girls they were. All, except one.

♪ 여름날 우리 추억을 평생 간직해 / 표현이 서툴고 어색할지 몰라도 / "널 사랑해" forever come with me ♪

( Always remember our memories in the summer / We'll have to act quickly, so it may be awkward / "I love you," forever come with me )

That one was Choi Joanna. She stood there, leaning on the metal fence in front of the stage, looking a little less than bored. Next to her, her friends, Mercy and Jennifer, danced to the beat, screaming out the lyrics of the last chorus along with Dong Bang Shin Ki.

"How's everybody doin' tonight?!" Their handsome leader stood up front, grinning, adjusting his ear-piece. U-Know Yunho.

Incomprehensible cheering.

"You guys havin' fun?!" The guy with half-mooned eyes that made girls swoon shouted into his microphone. Micky Yoochun.

More incomprehensible cheering.

"What's that?" The dude with a high-pitched voice resembling a dolphin squeaked cutely. Xiah Junsu.

The crowd roared.

"I can't hear you!" The feminine-y-looking one stepped up, gorgeous as ever, hand to his ear. Hero Jaejoong.  

The roaring continued, followed by girl-crazed sighs.

"I think they're enjoying the show!" The tallest member put his arms up, a 100-watt smile plastered on his face. Max Changmin.  And his eyes fell on a tall girl wearing a white summer dress in the front row. She was leaning on the fence divider, preoccupied with her nails. "Here's our next song, titled 'Somebody To Love'! It's in Japanese, but we hope you enjoy it!"

♪ It's time for love, somebody to love / 僕はここにいるよ / 刻み始める新しい時を ♪

( It's time for love, somebody to love / I'm right here / A new life has begun )

For some profound reason, Changmin wanted that girl in the front, wearing his favorite color, to look up at him. He sang his verse, gesturing in her general direction.

♪ あたたかい夜風が 僕の頬を撫でてく誰 / かと過ごしたあの夏みたいに / 傷ついた夢は一人じゃ癒せないね今度 / の恋こそ愛にしたいよ♪

( The warm night breezes lightly brushes my cheek / Just like the night I spent with someone )

To Changmin's dismay, the girl wasn't looking up. The first girl that's ever ignored him. He unconciously memorized her face, pouting inside, and continued with the song. Changmin looked over to the side of the stage where Jung Jessica winked, giving him two encouraging thumbs up. He smiled a little bit, momentarily forgetting the girl in white.

"UWAHHH! DID YOU SEE CHANGMIN-OPPA?! HE WAS TOTALLY LOOKING IN OUR DIRECTION!" Jennifer squealed on the way home.

"OMIGAWSH! I KNOW!" Mercy hugged herself, lost in her own fantasies.

Jo yawned. "I'm hungry. Let's go to that Japanese-esque restaurant."

"Omo! Me, too." Jennifer's tummy growled, and she made a u-turn.

 "Yakisoba for me!" Jo, last to order, hopped in her seat a little, excited.

The waiter left to fill their orders and a group of four men slid into the booth next to them.

"Guys, I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Joanna stood up and went to the lobby where the restroom was.

There was only one bathroom, for both genders. She was about to knock when the door opened and a tall man stepped out. He had shades on and his hood was up, but Jo could see the surprise clearly written on his partially exposed face.

She looked up at him, which was rare, Joanna's pretty tall. "Uh. Excuse me." She moved past him and into the washroom, unconciously shivering from the stares he gave her.

"Jalmukesumnida! (I will eat well!)" The girls said in unison, getting ready to dig in.

Joanna was about to take an enormous bite out of her soba, when she felt a pair of holes being bored into her back. She half-turned to see who sat in the booth behind her, and she saw the guy that she ran into entering the restroom. He was eating and chatting happily with his also hooded and shaded friends, but his glances at Jo lasted a little too long to be considered as subtle.

She paid no attention to it. Just like how she paid no attention to the silver Toyota Corolla 2011 that followed Jennifer's car on the way back to her house.

Jo stepped out of the car, fumbling with her house keys as she bade goodbye to her friends. The Corolla sped past, rear windows down. Shouting could be heard.

"Yah! Don't trust Changmin-ah with directions! The hotel's two streets over!"

She chuckled lightly, thinking no more of it as she opened her front door.

The next morning, Joanna was leaving for work when she stepped on something on her doorstep.

A bouquet of white roses.

She looked around, wondering if it really was for her. For someone special, she read the little card, smelling the flowers. She was about to head inside to put them in water when something shined in the morning sun where the bouquet was lying on the floor. A phone? She picked it up and flipped it open.

Joanna was greeted by picture of five gorgeous men, much like the men she saw performing the night before. A wallpaper of Dong Bang Shin Ki?

Bzzzt. Bzzzt. Bzzzt.

The device vibrated in her palm while she set the vase of flowers in the living room.

Bzzzt. Bzzzt. Bzzzt.

She opened the phone, looking at the received text.

From: Dolphin-hyung

Lost phone. Please text back if found.

Jo looked around, as if someone was watching her. She knitted her brow.

To: Dolphin-hyung

-Texts back- o:

She giggled, waiting for a response.

From: Dolphin-hyung

OH! THNKS. My silly dongsaeng lost
it & now hes goin crazy. Plz bring it by
the beige building on Main Street
anytime after 4PM

Jo sighed. More work.

To: Dolphin-hyung

Noprob. But who exactly
am I looking for?

That Dolphin-hyung guy took a long time to reply.

From: Dolphin-hyung

Just come in thru the back.
If anyone stops you, just
tell them "white"

Seemed reasonable enough. But why white?

"Yah! You move to the left, not the right!" Someone's voice echoed down to where Joanna stood by the staircase.

"Excuse me, this is a private rehearsal." A security guard walked up to her, walky-talky in hand.

"Uh.. I'm looking for someone." Jo said slowly, unsure of what's going on.

"Miss, I'm sorry," the guard said, appearing not the least bit apologetic. He wasted no time at roughly grabbing onto her arm, even though he was a head shorter than she was.

"Getchurhandsoffme!" She said gruffly, brushing him off. Then she remembered her instructions, "WHITE!" She shouted into the man's face before he lunged like a lion hunting a gazelle.

"Oh, my apologies. Straight down the hall." He said sincerely as he straightened his uniform and walked away.

She grimaced, worried if the owner of this phone was just as creepy as the guard. Sounds of music and rhythmic clapping floated towards Jo as she walked closer to the red curtain down the hall.

"Yah! Pay attention and stop worrying! They said they'll be here, it's only 4:13!" Someone shouted over the music. "It's your fault you lost your phone anyway. You shouldn't have snuck out in the dead of night!"

Jo froze. Eh? Someone touched her arm.

"WUTTHEFUUUUUUFUUUUFUUUU—" Joanna screamed at the blonde that stared up dumbfoundedly at her.

"Uh. Hi. I'm Jung Jessica. Are yo—"

"White." Jo blurted out, pulling her arm back.

"Oh, you're here." Jessica's face soured, and she flipped her hair back. She smiled coldly as if she knew something Jo didn't. "Don't misunderstand, Changmin didn't intend on leaving his phone." And she strutted away.

Changmin? The Changmin that can't be trusted with directions? Mercy and Jen's Changmin? Jo opened the curtain just as another song started up.

♪ It's time for love, somebody to love / 僕はここにいるよ / 刻み始める新しい時を ♪

( It's time for love, somebody to love / I'm right here / A new life has begun )

Oh, my God.

♪ あたたかい夜風が 僕の頬を撫でてく誰 / かと過ごしたあの夏みたいに / 傷ついた夢は一人じゃ癒せないね今度 / の恋こそ愛にしたいよ♪

( The warm night breezes lightly brushes my cheek / Just like the night I spent with someone )

Joanna took a step forward, watching the tallest of Dong Bang Shin Ki sing and dance up front—face painted with worry.

"Omo! Are you the person that found Changmin's phone?"

The music paused and everyone turned to Jo, his phone in her outstretched hand.

"Thank you!" Changmin's face brightened immediately as he skipped over to her. The girl in white? She, of all people, found it? I hope she got the flowers. Then he stupidly asked a question that he would later regret. "Where'd you find it?"

"Err.. under.. a bouquet of white flowers someone left at my front door." She explained.

"That's funny, white's Changmin's favorite color!" the dude with the dolphin-like voice—D-d-dolphin?!—cut in.

A bomb of realization went off in the room. And everyone was silently watching Changmin, who was turning a bright red.

"Changmin.. what exactly did you do when you snuck out last night?" the feminine-y dude stepped forward, wagging his eyebrows.

"Uhm. Uhm. Uhm." Changmin looked around for an answer. He looked at Joanna standing in front of him, her curious eyes mirrored his own. And he found the courage to say, "Delivering flowers to someone special." He took hold of her hand, hoping she'd catch on.

And she did.