“The performance is tonight you ready?” Somi asked me

“No.” I panicked “What if I fall or do the dance wrong!?”

“__________-ah it’s okay, every things gonna be alright.” Kikwang rubbed my shoulder

“Thanks Kikwang oppa.” I faked a smile, I looked back down and sighed, I felt a tug on my hand and the next thing I know I was being tugged to another room. I stared at Kikwang with wide eyes

“Kikwang why’d you bring me here?”

“Because, I’m scared.”

“Scared?” I asked

“Yup”
“And you’re telling me this….why?”

“I want a kiss.” He pointed to his cheek, blinking innocently

“Wae?” I asked

“Unless you want to do it here.” He moved his finger to his lips, my eyes widened even more

“If you don’t I might mess up on stage and you don’t want that do you?” I shook my head and rolled my eyes, Kikwang turned his face so I could kiss his cheek I leaned in to kiss him but right as soon as my lips were gonna touch his cheek he quickly turned his face and our lips touched my eyes widened I wanted to pull away but I couldn’t bring myself to, I felt myself kissing him back. Why am I kissing him back? I don’t have feelings for him. Do I? I shook the thought out of my head I than realized I was still kissing Kikwang, I pushed him away from me

“Y-YAH! I was gonna kiss your cheek!” I yelled

“Mhmmm. Then why were you kissing me for so long?” Kikwang raised an eyebrow

“I-I didn’t kiss you! You kissed me!” I slapped his arm hard, he grabbed his arm

“Damn girl, you got some arm.” We laughed and entered back into the waiting room, I saw Yoseob on the couch looking down I sat on the couch with him

“Yoseob oppa, what’s wrong?”

Yoseob’s POV:

I saw Kikwang drag ________ out the waiting room, I slowly snuck out and followed them I looked around the corner and saw Kikwang and ___________ really close, I clenched my fist hoping he wouldn’t do anything to her and the next thing I knew she was leaning in to kiss his cheek. I wanted to shout “___________ DON’T DO THAT!” but as I expect she leaned in even more I closed my eyes not to watch, a couple seconds later I looked back to find them kissing my heart sank. I clenched my heart and sank down the wall. ‘___________ and Kikwang are… kissing..’  Why am I being like this? Do I… Like _________? I slowly walked back to the waiting room, I sat on the couch in the corner to think. ‘I don’t like _________, I don’t like __________, I don’t like ___________.’ I repeated to myself but for some reason it wouldn’t sink in.. ___________ and Kikwang came in laughing, I sighed and looked down.

“Yoseob oppa, what’s wrong?”

“N-nothing..” I stuttered ‘I think I might be in love with you’ I really wanted to tell her..

__________’s POV:

“FIVE MINUTES.” Some lady yelled and everyone nodded in agreement all of BEAST stood up to get ready to go on stage

“WAIT!” I yelled, they all looked back at me with questioned faces. I raised my fist “fighting!” they all raised their fists too

“fighting!” they chanted back and disappeared, The backup dancers and I waited in the crowd watching the show till we could dance Fiction.

”Beautiful my girl!” Yoseob sang into the mic, I spazzed like a fangirl this was my favorite BEAST song

“Nothing better than you!”Yoseob pointed to me, I blinked and pointed to myself, and did a cheesy dance like they do when a football player makes a touchdown. The next song was Soom/Breath
“Lemme talk Obama.” I yelled, everyone looked at me all weird “What?” I threw my hands up

“Time to get ready!” the instructor announced, we all walked behind stage and waited for Soom to end, it ended and the lights dimmed. We all walked onto stage and waited for the lights to come back on, I felt a breath down my neck
“Don’t think too much and you’ll do fine.” Kikwang whispered, which started me the lights came on i looked back to find Kikwang gone. We started the dance, I did okay. After it was all over I dragged myself into Somi’s car
“I’M SO TIRED!” I groaned

“You barely did anything, imagine what BEAST actually goes through singing and dancing non-stop for days maybe even weeks.” I nodded in agreement

“Yeah, the tough life of an idol.” We got home I plopped myself onto my bed and knocked out in exhaustion