The phrase that came into my mind when Youngjae announced that Daehyun will be singing with me: YOO YOUNGJAE, YOU ARE DEAD.

The BABYs went wild, cheering nonstop as Daehyun went up on stage, smiling cheerfully for the crowd. I couldn’t say anything. I didn’t want to sing with this dude. He was the one who got mad at me, so he should apologize.

My eyes widened as I realized that Daehyun was probably apologizing by singing with me.

Nah.

Youngjae clapped Daehyun on the shoulder, smiling warmly at his hyung.

“He apologizes for his tardiness. He will sing with Namjoo instead of me, since I know you guys missed our Daehyunnie. Piano player guy! Start!” Youngjae told the dude who was playing the piano.

He started playing the intro of ‘Going Crazy’. I gritted my teeth and tried to smile.

I’ll just have to bear with it. Daehyun raised the mic to his lips as he sand the first verse.

It’s not love
This isn’t love
It’s just your obsession
Wherever
Whatever I do
It’s frightening
The you who watches me

Daehyun turned to me, putting a hand over his heart. I could feel the emotion he was trying to portray. However, I felt that my role was different to what I was feeling now. I’m not a crazy stalker for Daehyun. I should be the girl that was frightened by Daehyun, who is the crazy stalker.

I looked at Daehyun and tried to get in the mood. Surprisingly, it didn’t take too much effort.

I follow in your shadow
I make a phone call
I become thrilled at the sound of your shaking breath
My heart runs after your increasingly quick steps
I think I’ll go crazy
The long night gets darker
Under the dead streetlamp in front of your house
I’m watching you through the crack in your window
Until the night ends
Come on and find me
You keep playing a suffocating game of hide-and-seek with me
You, you, you
You’re inseparable from me

I started moving around the stage, going around Daehyun. I felt myself growing angry at Daehyun not noticing me. I truly felt like a stalker.

I moved around the stage, getting into character.

This ain’t right
This isn’t love
It’s just hurts me, don’t be like this
I loved you
But I don’t now
Erase me from your memory

I don’t wanna cry no more, more

We both delivered the last line, facing each other. We were far apart, one in the right side of the stage as the other one was in the left side.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. I didn’t want Daehyun to think I’m a real stalker. The lingering feeling of him saying that this isn’t love made a big impact on my heart.

If it’s not love, then what is this feeling?

The feeling of loneliness, hopelessness, yet also happiness.

The fans cheers elevated when B.A.P came out from the backstage to congratulate us, mainly me because this was the first time I performed in front of the BABYs.

I didn’t acknowledge them. I didn’t acknowledge the crowd. I only acknowledged the boy who made me feel as if anything’s possible. The boy who gave me butterflies. The boy who made my heart thump faster than it should.

“Daehyun!” I suddenly shouted, blushing as I realized my shout sounded desperate. I just wanted to make sure that he feels the same way as me.

“Namjoo!” Daehyun shouted back, chuckling a bit. I grinned and realized that my anger dissolved. I was no longer mad at this awkward turtle. How can I be?

I ran into his outstretched arms, hugging him tight. I felt the steady beat of his heart, calming me down a bit.

“Yah! Where’s my hug noona?!” Zelo demanded. I ignored him and smiled secretly to myself.

“Me first, Zelo! I wiped her tears back at the dorm!” Jongup protested loudly, making the BABYs laugh.

“Kids, it should be hyung first. Why? BECAUSE HYUNG IS JEALOUS!” Himchan shouted, receiving a whack behind the head by Youngjae and Yongguk. The BABYs laughed some more.

“You really cried at the dorm?” I heard Daehyun ask softly, his voice teasing.

“Shut up, you turtle.”

“I see my puppy is still the same,” Daehyun replied, making me laugh a bit. Daehyun patted my head once more and let go of me. I smiled to him and back to the BABYs. I blew a kiss to one fan who was a boy. He nearly fainted when he saw me blow the kiss.

“YAH! Kim Namjoo! Where’s my kiss?!” Daehyun demanded. I chuckled uncomfortably and punched his shoulder. There it was again. Those damn butterflies, flying freely inside my stomach.

“KISS! KISS! KISS!” The fans chanted loudly, making me blush. Youngjae started poking my sides, making me laugh a bit. Daehyun held one hand for silence. The crowd gladly gave him the stage.

“I want to say something first. Namjoo, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I got mad at you for such an immature reason. I’m sorry for being childish. I guess I was jealous that Youngjae gets to sing with you, and I don’t.” Daehyun pouted cutely, making me and the other BABYs squeal.

Well, the BABYs squealed. I mentally screamed inside my head.

“So, to make up for that mistake, I have say this phrase. If I don’t, I might go crazy.” Daehyun chuckled before putting two hands on my shoulders. I stared at him with caution. What the heck is he going to do?!

“Kim Namjoo, I love you.”

Crap.

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