Of course I had agreed to be a special guest at his show in Hong Kong. I shouldn’t have, but I did. I couldn’t help the sudden urge to run anyone that thought they could have the pleasure of groping him on stage. Nope. That was my job. YG had mentioned that Breathe wasn’t on the list for his original performances, which got me around to thinking, that he had used that for bait. Sneaky bastard knew I would hate that.

HOKU AIRPORT OUTFIT

“Are you sure you’ll be alright with her Omma?” I asked worried to Jiyong mother who had drove down earlier this morning to watch Elle for the weekend. We had returned from my family reunion in Hawaii a few weeks ago and already Jiyong had to pick up and leave to continue his tour.

“Hoku-ah, I’ll be fine. Appa and Dami are driving down and will be here in a bit.” Omma whined over the back of the couch as she watched me roll my suitcase from down the hall. I was dressed like a polar bear, seriously. I hated the winter weather more than anything here. Once I had gotten my bags full of everything I needed, had Elle’s bags packed till they overflowed, the front door rang.
“Omo, Hoku-ah! I think that’s for you!” Omma shouted as I ran out of our bedroom, fully dressed with the exception of my shoes and glasses, towards the front door. I quickly pulled it open, seeing the light snow still falling outside.

“Morning Hoku-ssi.” Mr. Kim smiled as I smiled at him, seeing the 4 large men standing outside the gate near the van.
“Entourage?”  I teased causing him to laugh over his shoulder.

“President Yang and Jiyong-ssi requirements.” He explained as I sighed and nodded. The one time I would be flying alone, Jiyong had to hire the mafia to protect me from his crazed fans. I handed my suitcase and duffle bag to Mr. Kim as he trotted out into the snow to wait for me.

It was harder than I thought to say goodbye to my baby girl. Three whole days away from her was too much but it was something I wanted to do with Jiyong. Once I was situated in the awaiting van, sitting alone in the back while a man I didn’t know along with Mr. Kim and the 4 bodyguards all sat in front of me.

My phone suddenly started going off in my purse, I quickly pulled it off as Mr. Kim looked back to me in interest. I smiled when I saw the name flashing across the screen. Unlocking it, I put it to my ear, turning to the window next to me.

“Morning.” I answered with a smile as he chuckled.

“Ah, my baby is up and about so early.” He chirped as I rolled my eyes.

“And who do I have to blame for that?” I asked cockily causing him to chuckle.

“Aw baby, you’re not still upset that I used it as an excuse?” He asked, obviously proud about it.

“Your evil you know that? Now I have to leave my baby girl for 3 days just to come up and see you.” I whined causing him to laugh.

“Aw, does my baby girl not want to come visit me?” He asked outraged as I snorted, rolling my eyes yet again.

“I hate you.” I muttered under my breath as he chuckled.
“I love you too baby.” He proudly added as I sighed.
“So is there a point behind this surprise phone call or did you call just to rub salt into my wounds?” I asked sarcastically seeing Seoul leave in the distance as we approached Incheon Airport.

“Only that you’ll be transported straight to the dome when you get here. The guards are ordered to never leave your side for nothing.” He now explained seriously as I sighed.

“Are they also hired to follow me into the bathroom? I mean, I can barely fit in those things alone, I couldn’t imagine having 4 others about 5 times the size of me fit in there.” I sarcastically spoke as he sighed.

“Baby, you know why I’m doing this. I don’t need a repeat. Please at least deal with it for my sanity.” He begged as she sighed, looking down to the clear scar still painted across the inside of my wrist.

“I know.” I answered, I knew all too well.

Flashback:

“I’m just going for a run.” I whined slipping my feet into my running shoes. I had picked up on running the moment we got back from Hawaii. It wasn’t like I was self-conscious about my body, because I was far from that. I just wanted to get more in shape, my body back down to what it was when I was in high school. But of course, Jiyong had disagree every chance I gave him, explaining that I could easily run in the safety of the YG building with Hwangssabu, but I was getting tired of running indoors. If I wanted to continue this and make it entertaining, I needed a swift change of scenery before I drove myself insane.

“Baby.” He whined coming around the corner, a towel wrapped around his shoulder, obviously out from the shower. I stood, adjusting the heavy jacket I had put on to fight the winter weather. It was far from my ideal weather to run in, but I had to get used to it sooner or later.
“I’ll be back in an hour, don’t worry.” I whispered walking over to put the towel around his shoulder over his head.
“Dry your hair properly or you’ll catch a cold.” I scolded lightly before kissing him softly on the lips.
“Call me if anything.” He called as I reached the door, zipping my jacket up.

“I will.” I answered smiling over my shoulder at him before I stepped out into the light snow.

I hadn’t been running for more than 20 minutes when I knew something wasn’t quite right. I stopped momentarily, my hands planted on my hips as I looked around the area I had been running in. I knew where I was, but it was too quiet today. I sighed, watching my breath blow out in clouds in front of me before hearing the snow behind me crunch. My hand involuntarily reached into my coat pocket to grab my phone when I froze.

“Unnie?” A voice whispered as I hesitantly turned to see 4 girls, younger than me now standing behind me. I was a bit hesitant but nonetheless, they looked to be harmless as I turned, letting go of my phone in the meantime.
“Morning.” I smiled slightly at them, bowing my head out of breath as I pulled my one earphone out of my ear.

“You are Hoku-unnie, are you not?” One asked as I hesitantly nodded.

“Yeah, I am. Can I help you?” I asked still out of breath as one pulled out a gift bag before handing it to me.

“This is for you.” One smiled at me as I looked at the bag hesitantly. Why was that smile so sickening? I smiled brightly, reaching over to grab it as I felt a sudden sting to the inside of my wrist. I immediately retracted my hand along with the bag to see the snow beneath me now being tinged in something red. I was bleeding? I hesitantly pulled the sleeve of my jacket up a bit to see that I had a gash across the inside of my wrist, blood was flowing like the Nile river, and it looked to not have any plans in halting any time soon. I could feel the dizziness approaching me quickly as the girls in front of me chuckled, I couldn’t help but collapse to my knees as I held my bleeding arm in my hand, the gift bag now sitting open in front of me. There was a broken mannequin head, a picture of my face pasted to it with dozens of needles sticking out of my face. My eyes widened in horror as I looked up, panting louder to the girls who were just chuckling.

“Just because you have a child with Oppa, does not mean we like you.”

“It is far from that.”

“We will never accept you into Oppa’s life, never.”
“You will be smart to take your leave from Oppa’s life, because we will never stop hurting you.”

“Even if it means we have to kill you.”
“Anything to get you out of our Oppa’s life, we will do whatever necessary.”

I winced, the tears stinging the back of my eyes as I looked down to my bloody gash to see it festering cause of the cold.

“Hoku-ah?” A voice asked suddenly as I looked up panicked to see not only TOP-oppa but Bae, Daesung, Seungri and Mr. Kim. Their eyes widened in horror along with the girls that were no longer standing in front of me. The moment they had noticed who it was, they took off running, laughing like a bunch of maniacs as I hissed.

“Hoku-ah!” I heard someone yell suddenly before I realized I had collapsed into the snow in front of me.

I don’t remember much of what happened after that, except waking up in the hospital, my arm sewed up and bandaged. Yelling. That’s what I heard most of all when I had first woke up. The large room I was put it, was larger than the room I shared with Jiyong, expensive looking.

“I don’t care! They need to be punished for what they did!” A voice yelled as I turned my head from the pillow to look at what seemed to be the door.

“Jiyong-ah. You are letting anger take over your perspective of such.” A deeper more serious voice added, YG.

“No! I am not! Of course I have every right to be angry! They tried to kill her!” Jiyong’s voice shouted angry as I groaned, I had a splitting head ache. My eyes shutting momentarily before turning to the IV stand that also housed a large bag of what seemed to be blood, I must have lost a lot of blood to need a blood transfusion.

“Hyung, don’t worry. The police are already working on it.” A soft voice added, Seungri.

“They’ll catch them Jiyong-ah, no doubt about it.” Youngbae’s obvious calm voice added.

“Those girls didn’t know about the pharmacies CCTV, so it’ll be alright.” An even deeper voice reassured, TOP.

“For now Hyung, it’s best to just stay calm and wait for Hoku-ah to wake up.” Daesung’s angelic voice rang as I sighed. I didn’t even flinch when the door slid open suddenly showing the entire group now walking in.

“Baby?” Jiyong looked at me in relief as I smiled gently over to him.

“Oh thank god.” He muttered running over to me before pulling me into a hug.

“You’ll be the death of me woman.” He sighed into my shoulder, kissing the side of my neck in relief. I laid there, hugging him with my good arm before smiling at the relieved faces around the room.

End Flashback:

“I know, and I understand.” I was like a dog with my tail between my legs.

“Baby, I’m just looking out for you. There are fans that still have yet to appreciate what I have been blessed with and until then just allow them to do what they are being paid to do.” He reassured as I sighed.

“I will.” I answered my head now hung in front of me.

“Well I will see you in a few hours baby. Have a safe flight.” He rang in a bright voice causing me to sigh.
“I will.” We said our goodbyes as we pulled up at the airport. The 4 guards climbed out first, creating a barrier around the door, Mr. Kim at the head. I climbed out, slipping my sunglasses on as the screaming across the road rang louder. Of course my departure to Hong Kong wouldn’t be a secret. I’m sure a lot of fans had expected me to go and support Jiyong at some time, but what was further in store was more of a surprise. Mr. Kim had my bags quickly grabbed from the back of the van before I was escorted tightly across the road into the airport and to my gate.

The three hours I sat that plane next to Mr. Kim were tiring. I didn’t get a wink of sleep as the nights events rang through my head. Of course I had to agree to being not only a physical feature in Breath but also singing along with 2 of his new songs. I could sing, well at least that’s what people said when they heard me sing. I never had plans to pick up the life of singer, I wanted to keep it a hobby but Jiyong had expected more of me.

Finally we had arrived in Hong Kong, both of the songs I would be featuring in for tonight concert still blaring through my IPod as I was closely escorted out of the airplane and into Hong Kong. I was slightly surprised to see that tons of Chinese fans had showed up at the airport. We were quickly escorted into a waiting van before briskly driving away from the onslaught of fans that were now chasing the van.

We got to the dome and I was yet again thrown for a loop, for one, the largeness behind this place was insane. Then the fans that were already awaiting the nights events were even more insane. It had to be below freezing outside and already hundreds of fans were outside waiting for them to open the door.

“That was me one day.” I whispered to myself as I watched them while we drove past the security checkpoint to go behind the building.

Once we were escorted inside I smiled at the enclosure that welcomed a warm temperature from the outside world.

“Noona!” A voice yelled as I looked up from my shoes to see Seungri running down the hallway at me. I chuckled at the sight of him before stepping through the onslaught of bodyguards to get to him.

“Hi ri.” I whispered into his shoulder as he hugged me tightly.

“Oh noona, I missed you so much.” He whispered as I chuckled, hugging him tighter. He was my brother away from home. I pulled away, seeing the slight difference in his hair cut before chuckling.
“What are you doing here?” I asked as he offered his arm to me, the usual motion. I weaved arm through his, resting my hand on his elbow.

“He’s rehearsing still so he told me to come get you.” Seungri explained as I nodded, sighing.

“How are you feeling noona?” He then asked as I sighed again.

“I’m not sure if I’ll be able to go through with this. I feel like throwing up every moment I think about it.” I explained sheepishly as he chuckled, reaching to my hand on his elbow with his free hand to hold it.

“Noona, you will be amazing. If fans don’t like you now, they will fall head over heels for you then.” He teased causing me to laugh and shake my head.

“Stop trying to butter me up.” I chuckled causing him to smile and shrug my comment away.
“Is anyone else here?” I asked interested as he laughed and nodded.

“TOP hyung and Daesungie is here.” He explained as I nodded, slightly in relief that more than just me was here.

“Where’s my princess?” Seungri suddenly pouted as I chuckled.

“I wanted to bring her, but Oppa thought she would get in the way.” I teased as he snorted.

“Pfft, I could have watched her.” He muttered as we walked past a pair of doors and down a short hallway to another pair of open doors.

“Hoku-ah!” A voice shouted as I looked into what seemed to be the idols waiting area to see TOP, Daesung and a few YG folks all sitting on couches.

“I’m here!” I teased as he stood up and ran over to hug me.

“Seems like everyone misses me.” I teased in the bear hug where Daesung just sighed.

“We’ve all been too busy, of course we miss you.” He whined pulling away from me as I looked up to his hair.

“Ya! You dyed your hair!” I shouted in surprise by the dark locks that were now there. He chuckled before nodding.

“Had to.” He answered as he pushed gently out of the way only for me to be pulled into another hug.

“Oppa.” I whined as he chuckled, squeezing me tighter.

“Alright…..can’t……breath.” I whispered as he laughed pulling away from me.

“It’s good to see you Hoku-ah.” He patted the top of my head like a little child only so I could whack it away annoyed.

“Ya! I told you don’t do that.” I hissed as he laughed before hearing a younger voice.

“Oh Oppa.” I smiled, bowing my head over to Tablo who was walking over to me with his own bundle of joy.

“Hoku-ah, she’s been asking for you.” He offered as he turned so I could see the hiding face of the child in his hands.

“Haru-ah.” I whispered poking her hand as she slowly lifted her head only to bury it again when TOP positioned his chin on my shoulder to smile at her.

“Ya! You’re scaring her.” I hissed pushing his face away so I could try again.

“Haru-ah. It’s alright, I beat him up.” I teased as Tablo chuckled. She hesitantly looked up before looking at me.

“I missed you Haru-ah. Did you come to visit me and Jiyongie-oppa?” I asked as she nodded quietly, I just smiled before holding my arms out.
“I think Appa could use a few minutes to himself, wanna go with me to find some snacks?” I asked as she sat up to look at her dad’s face unsure.

“It’s alright.” Tablo promised as she nodded holding her arms out for me. I chuckled pulling her to me before balancing her on my hip.

“Have you grown from the last time I saw you Haru-ah?” I asked teasingly as she nodded, her finger balancing on her lip as she looked around the room unsure.

“I’ll never get over the fact that she likes you but hates you.” I teased looking to the 3 boys in the room who were trying to get her attention.

“Come on, let’s go find some snacks.” I teased carrying her out of the room, when we were at a good distance, I put her on the ground to walk as she held my hand.

“How are you Haru-ah? I haven’t seen you in a long time.” I asked as we walked down one of the various hallways. I swear I had seen a snack machine on the way here.

“I missed you Hoku-ie.” She mentioned as I smiled down at her.

“Elle-ah misses you too. You should have Appa or Omma drop you off to play with her one day.” I explained as she smiled widely before nodding.

“Where is Elle-ie?” She asked as I sighed.

“I had to come for work so Elle-ie had to stay with Jiyongie Oppa’s Omma and Appa.” I explained as she slightly pouted. Without much effort, I saw the snack machines.

“Ah, look we found it.” I pointed out as we both ran over to the machines laughing. I pulled out a few coins from my wallet before turning to her.

“What would you like Haru-ah?” I asked as he began to point to random things.

Once we got our snacks, she had willingly accepted to go with me to find Jiyongie, which is what we did. When the music began getting louder and louder as we approached, she grew closer and closer to my leg before she had one arm wrapped around it. When we reached the pair of doors that clearly read backstage, we walked through them as security recognized me. I was then holding Haru’s hand as she looked around hesitantly.

“It’s alright Haru-ah.” I promised as she continued to drink her banana milk. This place a crazy big, I was surprised we didn’t get lost when we approached a more clear area of the backstage.

“Maybe he’s still out front.” I muttered still not seeing Jiyong or anyone else I knew for that fact.

“Come on Haru-ah.” I pulled her along as we walked up the side of the stage to the main stage where Jiyong was now standing, speaking to a group of people which turned out to be his awesome backup dancers.

“Oh, there he is.” I mentioned down to Haru as she nodded from behind her banana milk. I just chuckled before walking further onto the stage to have a peek. It wasn’t as good as I had expected but it was perfect for a one man show.

“Excuse me, you can’t be out here.” A voice scolded as I turned to see a woman I had never seen before.

“Ah, I’m sorry.” I apologized bowing my head as I pulled Haru along.

“Who are you? You don’t have a crew badge.” She added more serious as I clenched my free hand.
“I’m here with G-Dragon.” I clarified as she scoffed at my attitude. If this chick wasn’t careful, I was about to rip her legs off and throw them across the empty arena.

“G-Dragon or not, you don’t belong here. I will have security you out.” She mentioned grabbing her walkie talkie as I scoffed. What a . I just rolled my eyes and continued walking back to the side of the stage to get as far away from that lady as I could before I did something in front of Haru.

“Excuse me!” The woman shouted this time as I sighed, turning to look at her annoyed, Haru now placed safely behind me out of sight.

“Security, this is her.” She spoke to the two men who nodded and made their advance at me. This lady was so fired.

“Excuse me.” I snapped when one of the men reached for my arm to yank away from a now crying Haru. He ignored my protest and continued to pull my arm while the other one reached down to grab Haru off the ground. She began screaming, thrashing in his arms as I hissed, kicking the guy that was holding me in the crotch hard before running over to tackle the guy that was trying to drag Haru away.

“Bastard.” I snapped, holding my arm around his neck from behind while my other hand tightened the hold I had on him. Immediately he dropped Haru back to the ground before trying to wrestle me off. I felt a yank to the back of my head as I was forcefully pulled off the security and to the ground.

“Son of a b…” I started as they turned me around to try and handcuff me.

“HEY!” A voice shouted as I looked up to see not only a pissed off Jiyong running towards us but the other Big Bang members and Tablo as well.
“What the hell is going on? Get off of her!” Jiyong shouted pushing the security guard off me to help me up.

“Baby, are you alright?” Jiyong asked holding his hands to my cheeks as I nodded before he pulled me into his chest.

“What is going on?” He asked in anger as he glared at the 3.

“I was escorting her off the premises Jiyong-ssi.” The woman easily admitted as I growled in his chest.

“For what reason?” He spat as she was slightly taken back.

“She does not belong here, she has no security or crew pass.” She explained as I rolled my eyes, trying to push away from Jiyong so I could input a few interesting words here and there.

“Do you not know who she is?” TOP then asked angered as the woman shook her head.

“Figures.” I muttered as Jiyong wrapped his arm around my shoulder to turn me to face the woman.
“She’s my fiancée.” Jiyong explained as the woman and men’s eyes shot open in horror.

“And the girl you were harassing is Tablo’s daughter.” I snapped reaching over to kick and punch the guy who was now quivering.

“Hyung.” Jiyong called over to his manager that had suddenly appeared on site.

“I would like to have these 3 individuals fired and escorted off the premises.” Jiyong mentioned in monotone as his manager nodded.

Once the group was escorted away, I broke from Jiyong to run over to where Tablo was holding a cry Haru to his shoulder.

“Omo, Haru-ah, are you alright?” I asked worried as she looked up from her dad’s shoulder, her eyes bright red and full of tears.

“Aish, those…..” Hoku stopped herself from cursing in front of Haru before turning to see Jiyong giving the head of security an ear full.

“Maybe you should go grab Jiyong-ah. He looks like he’s moments away from ripping that guys teeth out.” Tablo mentioned as I sighed, nodding in concern before running over to calm Jiyong down.
“Oppa, it’s alright. It’s alright.” I begged pulling him away from the security head who looked at me worried. I just smiled wearily and bowed my head in apology before turning to Jiyong.

“It’s alright baby.” I reassured as he looked at me, clear annoyance in his eyes.

“Baby, they tried to hurt you!” He snapped as I sighed and nodded, reaching over and hugging hi tightly to my chest.

“It’s alright, I didn’t get hurt and neither did Haru-ah.” I promised looking to the Big Bang members who were hesitantly standing to the side. He sighed loudly into my shoulder before hugging me back finally.

“I shouldn’t let them get away with it.” He whined as I smiled, patting his back.

“It’s alright baby, you have other things to worry about at the moment.” I mentioned as he pulled away, looking at me hesitantly.

“And I need to go and try on my outfits before your stylist noona eats my head off.” I teased looking over to the entryway where she was waiting for me, her arms crossed over her shoulder while she tapped her foot. He turned to look and chuckled before nodding.

“Alright. Then I’ll see you later.” He answered as I smiled and nodded, accepting the warm kiss before I walked off with TOP oppa following closely behind.

“I half expected you to rip that guy’s head off.” TOP teased causing me to chuckle and look over amused.

“Believe me, I was moments away before the other one pulled me off.” I threatened causing him to smile as we entered the dressing room yet again.

I tried on the outfits for the night while the stylist unnie did adjustments to fit me perfectly before I was escorted back to the stage area to do the run through with Jiyong. When I walked on stage, Jiyong was talking to a few people so it gave me a chance to final look around at the area.

“Baby.” He finally called as I looked over to see him gesturing me over.

“We’re going to start with Without You.” He explained putting his arm around my waist as I nodded, smiling at Stacy and Travis who just smiled back.

“It’s nice to see you again Hoku.”  Stacy smiled as I returned the greeting.
“It’s great to see you again.” Travis added shaking my hand as I nodded.

“G-Dragon said he had a special guest joining him for these shows but we didn’t expect you.” Stacy chuckled as I copied before nodding.

“Yeah, it was a last minute decision on my part. Our daughter is still too young to travel so I had to be sure that she would be taken care of before I made any plans to join him here.” I explained as Travis nodded.

“Well now that we know who our leading lady will be, it’ll be a bit easier for us to explain things to you.” Travis spoke in relief causing me to laugh.

“Yeah, I don’t need a translator.” I teased causing them both to laugh.

“Anyways, for Without You, G-Dragon will come out of here and stop at center stage just before the catwalk.” Stacy explained gesturing to the particular areas causing me to nod in understanding, Jiyong keeping a close distance between the both of us.

“Once his intro begins, we’ll have portable lights join him on stage to give it a light show effect.” Travis added as I nodded in understanding, I had seen the show a few times so I knew where everything was going to happen.

“As for you my dear, we’ll climb these steps first.” Stacy started as we began to climb the hidden staircase just behind the large structure set up on stage till about 20-30 feet off the ground where a landing went across to the other side. We carefully maneuvered through the bars before a large empty area sat with retractable window like walls.

“These will be open.” Travis explained as he walked over and slid them open to show that we were pretty high off the ground.

“You’ll be positioned here.” Stacy placed me, pulling me away from Jiyong momentarily to stand in my spot that was marked by an ‘x’.

“You’ll do the first verse you rehearsed here.” Travis explained as I nodded.

“G-Dragon on the other hand will be below watching you, sort of like a Romeo and Juliet scene.” Stacy chuckled as I laughed and nodded. We went through a few more things for that song before I watched them pull out a throne looking contraption.

“For Missing you, we want to go with a different approach for you.” Stacy started as I nodded interested; looking to see that Jiyong had gotten momentarily distracted by what Seungri was talking to him with now. Jiyong looked to be moments away from busting out laughing.

“This is the chair that G-Dragon uses for one of his numbers, but we thought it would be perfect for you.” Travis explained. They sat me down and explained that I would be pushed out on this while my part came up. It was definitely different, I then would walk around on stage with Jiyong following me like a lost puppy, which was sort of exciting, I had to be honest. But the part that still made me nervous was the fact that I had to sing, literally and in front of all his fans nonetheless. I stood to the side, watching as the stage was cleared of what was on it then a bed was pushed onto stage, I just snorted. I knew exactly what number that was for. I turned; looking to Jiyong who was shocking enough was already staring at me with that disgusting smirk. Pfft. He thought I was going to enjoy this then he had another thing coming, I was going to torture him during this number. I walked over as Stacy and Travis walked over laughing at my face no less.

“I see you know this number?” Travis asked as I sighed and nodded.

“Unfortunately this is the one number that he tricked me into accepting.” I gestured my head over to Jiyong who was smiling proudly.

“Ah, I see.” Stacy laughed as I nodded.

“Then again, I think I rather myself being the one he’s groping then someone else.” I admitted as the pair laughed and nodded.

“Fair enough.” Travis answered as I smiled.

“First off……” They began to explain the step by step positions I would be doing in this song, I was definitely going to have fun teasing Jiyong to the ends of the world with this song.

“We also got permission I hear, we’re allowed to make this number a bit extreme for the audience.” Travis smirked as I quickly turned to glare at Jiyong.

“I’m not having with you on stage.” I spat as he snorted.

“Baby, I wouldn’t give anyone else the pleasure of seeing you writhe under me.” He teased huskily sending my heart fluttering. Damn him.

“How extreme are we talking?” I turned to the pair interested as they looked to each other.

“Well seeing that you are a couple, we could do things like kissing if you want or more intimate touches.” Stacy suggested as I turned to glare at Jiyong once more.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you? I bet it was you that asked YG for this, you ungrateful bastard.” I hissed causing him to laugh.

“I’ll kiss him but if it’s to intimate a touch, I may get defensive.” I explained in monotone causing the pair to laugh and nod. We did a few dry runs before it grew late, in two hours fan would be arriving for the night’s concert. Both I and Jiyong were taken back stage to get ready for the night.  I sat quietly on my phone on the couch while the dancers and Jiyong were getting their makeup done.

“You excited?” A voice asked as I looked up from my game of angry birds to see TOP taking a seat next to me. I turned the game off and sighed, turning to look at him.

“I’m excited but nervous.” I admitted for the hundredth time today. He just chuckled and nodded.

“But nonetheless, you are talented Hoku-ah, you need to flaunt that talent.” He praised as I chuckled before glaring at him.

“You’ve been spending too much time with Jiyongie.” I teased causing him to smile.

Everyone was dressed and the curtain was set to raise, I was dressed in my first outfit which was set for Missing You, but decided to cover it up with a robe that one of the stylist had brought over.

HOKU [MISSING YOU] OUTFIT

“Why are you wearing a robe?” Jiyong suddenly asked as I looked up from my lap to see him looking at me confused in the mirror. I sighed, trying not to move my face too much when the makeup unnie turned to finish my face.

“No reason.” I muttered never moving my face as he adjusted his flashy outfit and fixing his golden hair now styled to perfection. Once she was done, I stood up and turned to see him walking back towards me from his position near the couches.

“So you’re going to be alright right?” he asked placing his hands on my waist as I sighed, looking to Seungri who was giving me a two thumbs up then turning to look at Jiyong.

“I think I may be, if I faint, you better catch me or else.” I teased, pushing his chest with my finger causing him to laugh.

“My baby won’t faint on stage. Just as I am, she was made to run the stage.” He praised as I snorted, letting him lean his forehead on my own.

“What are you doing?” I asked never moving as he shut his eyes and leaned against me for a while, his arms now loosely around my waist.

“I’m stealing your addicting energy for a bit.” He teased with a smirk as I sighed, this guy was going to be the end of me. When I didn’t retort to his comment, his eyes flashed open and then up to mine.

“You’ll do fine baby, I know you will.” He whispered causing my heart to leap and smile.

“I just don’t want to ruin this and it shows bad on you.” I pouted causing him to sigh and pull away.

“Baby.” He whined, now resting his hands on my cheeks.

“Even if you trip and fall, you’ll be beautiful doing it and besides, it doesn’t matter what anyone says about you, I know, I know you’ll do amazingly.” He praised causing me to take a deep breath before nodding.

“And there’s my baby.” He teased pulling my face in to kiss me deeply before pulling away.

“Plus, you can just visualize what is waiting back at our hotel room for the evening.” He whispered sending my cheeks blushing at his comment.

“YA!” I snapped slapping his arm as he broke out laughing, rubbing his arm in pain.

“What? You were thinking it too.” He defended as I readied another attack causing him to laugh.
“Love you baby!” He shouted waving over his shoulder as he made to exit the room.

“Shut up!” I yelled back smiling as everyone broke out laughing.

A few songs in, I was finally escorted to my spot backstage, gracefully sitting on Jiyong’s throne with a pink jewel encrusted mic now in my hand. I had these ear pieces put into my ear that hurt like hell, since they were basically forced in but it was cool. I could hear Jiyong fainting singing through them since the soundman hadn’t turned them all the way on yet.

“You’ll be able to hear the instrumental and Jiyong-ssi’s voice through the ear pieces.” He explained as I nodded, looking to the pink one for my left ear that was lying over my shoulder.

“If you have a have a hard hearing your voice, make this gesture to me at stage right.” He showed me a simple gesture to point at my ear piece.

“If you need the volume on your mic louder, do this.” He offered tapping simply on my mic as I nodded. He helped me slip the earpiece back in as I sighed, my breathing getting heavier and heavier as the moments rolled on, my nerves suddenly getting the best of me. The lights onstage turned off as a short intro played before the instrumental for Missing You began to play. I patted my chest, saying one last prayer as Jiyong’s voice entered my ears. I couldn’t even hear the screaming fans anymore which did help a bit. His beautiful voice filled my ears as I began to smile, the throne I was sitting on now slowly moving towards the slowly opening doors. That’s when the spotlight finally shot out towards me, sending the crowd into a frenzy as Jiyong turned to me with a proud smile. I chuckled lifting the mic to my lips before singing.

Nae mameun iri uljeokhande malhal sarami eopda

Nado gakkeum hwaljjak utgo sipeunde gyeoten amudo eopda

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you

He smiled brightly at me as I finally pulled myself off the throne, taking his offered hand as he escorted me to front and center of the stage to sing his part. He continued to hold my hand as I smiled, looking away embarrassed just as we rehearsed. He let go of my hand suddenly as I looked over to see him winking at me sending the crowd swooning. On the last few lines of his part, I began to smile widely and pick a random side of the stage to walk to, while he followed me like the sick puppy he was. I turned to walk backwards, giving him a come hither finger as he ran to stand directly in front of me so I could sing my part to him.

Geuttaen geuraetji urisain tumyeonghago kkaekkeutaetji

Cheoeumeneun aeteutaetji dadeul geurae almyeonseo wae geuraetji

(But) galsurok yuri kkaejideut sone kkin banjiga bit baraejideut

Nalkaroun kare beideut sokbagiran saseure mogi joeideut

Neul joheul jul man aratdeon neowaui gieokdo

Pulliji anteon ohae mit sangcheoman nama sirheodo

Heeojyeoran mareun kkeutkkaji chamasseoyaman haenneunde

(Geuraedo) ssaugo datudeon geuttaega jigeumbodan naeultende

As I sang my part, Jiyong looked at me with such love that I was having a hard time keeping my voice straight. Then when the bastard knew the effect he was having on me, he decide to take it to the next level and wrap his arms around my shoulder. If his constant winking and cute aegyo didn’t send his fans running crazy, the fact that his hands were now around my waist and his face buried in my neck did. When it part came up, I basically had to force his arms off of me so I could continue our little act and walk to the opposite side.

Nae mameun iri uljeokhande malhal sarami eopda

Nado gakkeum hwaljjak utgo sipeunde gyeoten amudo eopda

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you

When his final part came up, he sang with such emotion that I couldn’t help but stare at him in awe.

Naneun ajikdo maeil nuneul tteumyeon nega yeope inneun geotman gata

Uri hamkkehaetdeon manheun sigandeul doedollil sun eomna a-a-a-

Nae mameun iri uljeokhande malhal sarami eopda

Nado gakkeum hwaljjak utgo sipeunde gyeoten amudo eopda a-a-a-a-

On my last part, I made my way down the catwalk while he added his usual echoes here and there. Finally when it got down to the last two lines, he grabbed my hand, letting me get some distance before he twirled me back into his chest, his arm now holding me to his chest. I smiled at him, continuing to sing before I sang the last part, the camera zooming in to get the perfectly light kiss he laid on my lips. I chuckled into the mic when he pulled away as the lights flashed off.

Nae mameun iri uljeokhande malhal sarami eopda

Nado gakkeum hwaljjak utgo sipeunde gyeoten amudo eopda

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you oh oh

Maybe i’m missing you

The crowd went totally bananas as I pulled one of the earpieces out to hear the loud roar of the arena, it was a crazy feeling. Jiyong kissed my cheek once more.

“You did amazing baby.” He whispered as I laughed and turned to the crowd just as the lights turned back on. I was slightly confused since I had been rehearsing the bit that I would climb off the stage before the next song came up, but here I was, still here. Jiyong kept his arm around my waist as I stood there, smiling unsure to the fans still screaming.

“Shhhhh.” Jiyong whispered into the mic as the arena began to slightly quiet down.

“You guys know who this is?” He asked the crowd smiling as they broke out screaming again, I looked down to the row in front of the stage to see a few of them waving, so I waved back sending them smiling.

“This is Hoku, my beautiful fiancé.” He praised, kissing the side of my head, as I snorted, slightly elbowing his ribs.

“She made the trip here on my behalf to perform for you all, was she good?” He asked holding his mic out as the crowd screamed. They were either cheering or screaming for me to get off the stage, I decided to go with the first, bowing my head in thanks. Once I was safely off-stage, I rushed back to the dressing room to change into my little outfit for Without You which ended beautiful, one of my favorite performances of the night

HOKU [WITHOUT YOU] OUTFIT

Once I was done with Without You, I ran to get dressed for my last number, Breathe. It was a bit tasteful but nonetheless, the perfect outfit to tease Jiyong beyond anything he’ll be able to handle. I chuckled as I looked at myself in the mirror, he was going to die when he finally saw me. I adjusted the lace bra through my see-through cropped top before the stylist unnie slipped on a pair of bright yellow heels to complete the ensemble.

HOKU [BREATHE] OUTFIT

“Jiyong-ah is going to die when he sees you.” She chuckled as I smiled proudly to her.

“That is the plan.” I laughed before walking out of the room, TOP oppa and Seungri staring at me speechless as I passed them in the hallway.
“Hoku-ah! Where are you going dressed like that?!” TOP shouted once he got his words to cooperate. I just stopped and smirked over my shoulder at them.

“To kill Jiyongie.” I teased as their eyes shot open in surprise. Tonight was going to be so fun. Once I got backstage and saw the bed, I was escorted over to it. I watched as they slipped the bed onstage while I waited at the wing for my cue. The arena’s lights dimmed as it was now filled with the sound of someone breathing followed by a slight female moan, everyone went crazy. I chuckled as I watched Jiyong walk up the catwalk proudly towards the bed that was now directly under the spotlight. When he got close enough, I finally stepped out into sight, the light shining on me as he stopped momentarily to look at me both in horror and lust. I smirked, sending an extra swing to my hips as the fans screamed. I stopped near the bed, popping my hip out before slipping a finger into my mouth; I was going to milk this for all it was worth. I turned to look at Jiyong, his jaw almost to the floor, then to his crotch. Those leather pants were going to suffocate him by the time I was through with him. I turned to the bed and smiled, bending at the waist, to act like I was straightening invisible wrinkles before looking up to wink at him. He bit his lip, turning to the crowd in horror then back to me. Finally I turned and sat down, crossing my right leg over my left before turning to look over my shoulder. He hesitantly approached, good. He acted like he was stretching before he the music began. I bobbed my head slightly to the beat, turning and leaning on my side to watch him sing next to the bed. He was so dead the moment he got on. He took a seat the moment the lyrics started as I quickly turned and crawled over to knelt behind him. Very slowly and intimately, I leaned over and ran my fingernails down the front of his shirt, making sure that I purposely ran them over his already harden s. I smirked into his bare neck when I heard him take a shaky breath leaving his current lyrics just as shaky. Suddenly he stood up, his free hand holding mine tightly as I turned to him with a smirk. He looked pissed. He walked around the end of the bed, watching me with eyes that looked moments away from bursting into flames. He roughly pushed me back as I landed on my back into the sheets, his body now towering over me as the arena took on a higher octave of screams from fans. I’m sure fans ovaries were exploding at this moment since a portable camera had now joined the cause onstage to get a closer look for fans. The moment his hard crotch my now resting on my stomach, I reached my hands out and gripped the bottom of his shirt at his hips before slightly ing my hips into his. I felt him falter above me before he leaned down, his free hand resting next to my head as he sang. I smirked, unfazed by the threat in his eyes, my hands dropping further down before darting back up his shirt, now against his bare abs. He hissed into the mic sending my core beating painfully beneath him. Maybe I was enjoying this way too much. He got up quickly, sitting at the edge as the ropes appeared above me. Quickly I took them as he stood to do the chorus, the bed now slowly rising for me to be in view. Once I was fully erect, I twisted my head back and forth like a woman drowning in her hormones, which I was, slightly.  He turned suddenly causing me to smirk as I threw one leg out to wrap around his waist before pulling him towards me. He grabbed my bare thigh, massaging it painfully slow as I threw my head back in ecstasy. Was it the fact that we were doing this in front of so many people that made it twice as exhilarating? Probably. I wasn’t going to deny it, but I was moments away from practically losing myself to this. He stepped up onto the headboard, leaving him a few inches taller than me, his crotch now proudly pinned against me as I watched him sing to me. Tightly holding the ropes, I lifted my body up with little to no effort before wrapping my other leg around his waist. The crowd went insane. He pulled the mic away from his mouth as the lyrics continued before diving his tongue into my throat. Fans went insane when the cameraman zoomed in to get closer to the action. It was more intimate than I had expected, especially in the middle of a performance, but even I was finding it hard to pull away. His free hand buried in my hair that now was falling out of its messy bun. Once he pulled away from the kiss, leaving my lips swollen and wanting more, he continued the song out of breath, stepping down from his place in front of me. Once I knew the song was coming to a close, I stepped down carefully and walked to stand behind him, my arms weaving to hold him around his waist, my nails trailing up his chest and down low, just above and around his crotch. I felt him shiver and kissed his shoulder, smirking to the camera that had caught it. He turned to me, glaring at me before pulling me to stand on the head board again. I turned, facing my stomach to the mattress while he stood with his back to the mattress. He laid his arm under my head as I rested upon it, my hand resting on his shoulder as the song began to come to end. But not till he stuck his tongue down my throat just as the lights and music dimmed. I moaned into his mouth before he pulled away panting, looking at me through the dark.

“You are so through when we get back to the hotel.” He whispered threateningly. Not sure if I was more terrified then , but at this point, I would probably take him in the dressing room changing stalls if he asked.