(This was extracted from an unpublished oneshot I wrote, so the starting may not click.)

*Italics means they are talking in Chinese.

*Bold means they are talking in Korean.

 

I was screaming my lungs out, cheering for Exo when I felt a vibration in my pocket. Whipping my phone out, I saw that I received a notification informing me that someone sent me a private photo on Instagram.

The caption wrote: Meet me backstage. Tell them “luluxoxo” and they’ll let you in.

And who sent it?

None other than the famous Luhan.

After the whole concert, I pulled my friend backstage with me. Trust me, I had a hard time persuading the security guard to let him in too.

Fortunately, he did, and it didn’t take long to spot Luhan. Or should I say, it didn't take long for him to locate me.

"Um hi, my name is Luhan." He uttered in an awkward tone as he approached us.

“You’re not very familiar with English, but you should know how to speak Chinese, right?” I decided to speak in Chinese as it was the only language we were both good in.

“Ah! I didn’t know you spoke Chinese.”

“Haha, well now you know.”

“That person is…”

“Friend!”

“Boyfriend?”

“No!”

“Oh… Thanks for coming! I-”

“Wow, I can’t really understand that.”

“Ah, I’m sorry.”

“Haha, there’s no need, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Haha, that’s true! The reason your friend is here?”

“Oh, he would like to meet D.O-oppa, can you help him on that?”

“Of course! Um, D.O-yah, come here!” Said guy perked up his head when he heard his name being called.

“Yes, hyung?”

“He wants to talk to you.” Luhan pointed at my friend as he spoke.

“Oh okay.”

“Done!” Luhan turned back to me after D.O pulled my friend to another corner.

“Thank you Lu-ge!”

“Lu-ge?”

“You don’t like me calling you that?”

“It’s not that! I like it very much! Ah, that’s not correct! Aish, anyway you can just continue calling me that.”

“Haha, you’re funny.”

“Really? Haha…”

“I think I have to go now, thanks for giving me this opportunity to talk to you!”

“Ah you’re welcome. Wait, before you go, can I have your phone number?”

“Of course! Here you go!” I tore a page out of my notebook and wrote down my number before passing it to him.

“Thanks!”

“I’m going now okay?”

“Okay, see you again soon!”

“Haha, bye!” I waved goodbye and left with my friend.

“Lu-ge, Lu-ge~” Tao repeatedly mimicked the way I called Luhan when I was just about to exit the room.

“Shut up!” Luhan snapped.

“Do you even see us as your friends? You don't even want to tell us about your new-found interest.” Lay commented.

“You’re still talking? Do you want me to hit you?”

 

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This is the original version. I have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote this. Someone slap me.

 

I was screaming my lungs out, cheering for Exo when I felt a vibration in my pocket. Whipping my phone out, I saw that I received a notification informing me that someone sent me a private photo on Instagram.

The caption wrote: Meet me backstage. Tell them “luluxoxo” and they’ll let you in.

And who sent it?

None other than the famous Luhan.

After the whole concert, I pulled my friend backstage with me. Trust me, I had a hard time persuading the security guard to let him in too.

Fortunately, he did, and it didn’t take long to spot Luhan. Or should I say, it didn't take long for him to locate me.

"Um hi, my name is Luhan." He uttered in an awkward tone as he approached us.

“你不懂得讲英语，但你总懂得说华语吧？” I decided to speak in Chinese as it was the only language we were both good in.

“啊！ 我不知道你会讲华语。”

“哈哈，那现在你不就知道了吗？”

“那位是...”

"친구!"

"자기?"

"아니!"

"어... 방문해 주셔서 감사합니다! 나-"

"哇，这我就不明白咯。“

”啊，对不起。“

”哈哈，不用抱歉，你又没做什么。“

”哈哈，也对！你的朋友在这里的原因是？“

”哦，他想和D.O오빠见个面，你能帮他完成这个心愿吗？“

”那当然！ 嗯，D.O야 이리 와!" Said guy perked up his head when he heard his name being called.

"네 형?"

"그는 당신에게 얘기하고 싶어." Luhan pointed at my friend as he spoke.

"어 네."

"完成了！” Luhan turned back to me after D.O pulled my friend to another corner.

“谢谢鹿哥！”

“鹿哥？”

"你不喜欢我这样叫你吗？”

“不是的！我很喜欢！啊，不对！哎呀，总之你可以继续那样叫我就是了。”

“哈哈，你好好笑哦。”

“真的吗？哈哈...“

“我看我要走了，谢谢你给我这个机会与你交谈！”

“啊不客气。等等，在你走之前，你可以给我你的电话号码吗？”

“当然可以啦！拿去吧！” I tore a page out of my notebook and wrote down my number before passing it to him.

“谢谢！”

“那我现在就走了哦？”

“好的，再会！”

“哈哈，再会再会！” I waved goodbye and left with my friend.

“鹿哥，鹿哥~” Tao repeatedly mimicked the way I called Luhan when I was just about to exit the room.

“闭啦！” Luhan snapped.

“你也真是不讲义气，找到了新欢都不肯让我们知道。” Lay commented.

“你还说？信不信我打你！”

 

*Korean words are not accurate.