She quickly shut off the televisions at the scene, before sighing into the pillow.

“Hey! I thought you wanted to watch that?” Michael asked over confused before she tilted her head to look at him.

“I’m actually really tired.” She spoke innocently forcing a yawn before he followed suit.

“Alright, bed then.” He offered as she stood, stretching before nodding. Hoku retired to her bed while Michael retired to his own. She shut her eyes tightly, resting her head into her pillow, sighing. 20 minutes later, their room was filled with the only sound they could hear, Michael snorting. Hoku groaned in annoyance rolling onto her back before staring at the ceiling. This man snored too loud for it to be humane. She sat up, putting a hand through her hair annoyed before staring over at Michael.

“How can anyone sleep through that?” Hoku muttered climbing out of bed before stretching.

“What time is it?” She whispered looking over to see that it was still too early for them to even be asleep, and which meant the awards was still going on. Sighing one last time, she looked at the television before giving in. She turned it back on, taking a seat on the couch before pulling the pillow up to her chest.

“Jiyong-ssi on in 10!” Someone shouted into Jiyong’s dressing room causing him to nod from his spot.

“Alright, let’s get those contacts in.” His stylist mentioned as he got comfortable in his seat. One by one they put the contacts into place, and he blinked, feeling the uncomfortable sensation.

“There we go.” She said fixing Jiyong’s hair slightly as he stared at himself in the mirror.

“Jiyong-ah.” A voice called out as he looked over his shoulder in the mirror to see Tablo walking in.

“Oh hyung.’ Jiyong announced with a forced smile, letting him take a seat next to him.

“Excited?” Tablo asked as Jiyong chuckled before nodding, putting in the earrings set out for him. Tablo just laughed.

“You’ll do great, as always.” Tablo teased causing Jiyong to smile before looking back to the mirror.

“How are you?” Tablo asked as Jiyong looked over confused.

“Huh?” he asked as Tablo smiled turning to the mirror before fixing his bangs, slightly.

“Hoku-ah, we saw her at the wedding.” Tablo pointed out as Jiyong sighed looking back down to his lap.

“I’m fine.” Jiyong lied before Tablo looked over patting the young idols shoulder.

“Ji, I know what’s going on, you don’t need to lie to me. Just talk, I’ll listen.” Tablo explained as Jiyong looked over slightly relieved.

“I don’t know what to do.” Jiyong admitted once the stylist had left the room, giving them a minute alone. Tablo had his seat turned to Jiyong so he could give him his full attention.

“What do you want to do?” Tablo asked as Jiyong looked up to himself in the mirror.

“I want her back hyung.” Jiyong admitted staring at his reflection before Tablo nodded.

“Does she know that?” Table asked as Jiyong shrugged.

“I’m sure even if she did, she wouldn’t want me back.” Jiyong whispered before Tablo sighed.

“I saw the way she watched you at the wedding.” Tablo mentioned looking to his own reflection causing Jiyong’s eyes to shoot open.

“She still loves you Ji, she’s fighting with herself, she’s trying to get rid of the feeling because she’s afraid of being hurt again.” Tablo explained causing Jiyong’s jaw to gap in surprise.

“How did you?” Jiyong asked as Tablo chuckled before looking over.

“The guys all told me.” He mentioned as Jiyong sighed, hanging his head off the back of the chair.

“I’ll do anything to get her back hyung.” Jiyong mentioned staring up at the ceiling while Tablo nodded.

“I know you would.” Tablo added before the stage manager came back in to let him know it was his turn on stage.

Hoku clutched the pillow at her chest tighter, watching at the hosts introduced the next performer.

“Jiyong.” She whispered into the pillow listening at the music started along with Jiyong being raised onto stage on a motorbike.

“Show off.” She whispered smiling in the pillow as she nodded her head to the music. Surprising enough, when his vocal’s started she felt a sudden flutter in her stomach. She gasped quickly pulling the pillow away from her before her eyes darted down to her bump in shock.

“D-did you just…….move.” She whispered feeling her tears well up in her eyes.  She looked up to the television again, turning the volume a bit louder as Jiyong san again. Almost immediately she felt the sudden movement inside her. She gasped, holding a hand over as she stared down at it.

“Oh my god.’ She whispered to herself, letting the tears fall. This had made her both happy and hurt, the child inside her knew her father’s voice, which would make it harder on Hoku when time came to leave back home. Maybe coming here wasn’t such a good idea.