Just Trust Me The blaring sound of my alarm clock rang through my ears. Wait, it's too early. That can't be my alarm. No, it was my phone. Who could be messaging me in the middle of the night? A groan escapes my lips as I finally reach for my phone, for the sounding alarms didn't cease. I braced myself for the bright light of my phone, and I opened my eyes. It was from the EXO members. Curiosity built up inside. The latest text message was from Baekhyun.  The message opened, and my eyes widened at it's contents.  "Hey... Have you heard? I need you to answer me now. Kris has disappeared, and there are rumors spreading like wildfire about Kris right now! Is he with you? God, answer me please. The rumors are saying that he wants to terminate his contract with SM! Answer me as soon as you get this."  I was speechless. The other member's message were relatively the same. Panic rose inside of me, and I tossed my phone aside as I read all the posts about Kris. I couldn't believe it. How could these people call them his fans? How could they? My train of thought was derailed when EXO's "My Lady" rang from my phone, indicating a call. It was from Kris. Eagerly, I scrambled across the room to retrieve my phone. Swiping the answer button, I hesitantly rose the phone up to my ear.  "He-hello?"  "Hey. It's Kris. Did you hear?"  There was a short pause.  "Yeah. I heard. What happened? Are they true? Where are you? Please Kris, I need to talk to you right now. I'm confused and scared. Where are you?"  There was a sigh on the other end before he said,"I'm here. At your place. Can you open the door?"  "Uhh.. Yeah. I'll be right there."  My legs quickly led me to my front door. Peeking through the peek-hole, I saw his tall figure trying to warm himself up by rubbing his hands together. Turning the door knob, I opened the door. He greeted me with a rather cheery smile. Before I could say a word, his long arms managed to embrace me in a rather tight hug. He dug his face into the crook of my neck, and my arms returned the favor by wrapping them around his torso.  "I missed you. I missed you so much.", he finally breathed out. A frown found it's place on my lips, and pulling away, I led him inside.  Closing the door behind me, I asked him,"Can you please tell me what in the world is happening?"  He sighed, and his arms had a tight hold of my shoulders. He looked me in the eye.  "I want to terminate my contract."  I was trying my best to understand. Taking a breath. "Why?"  "Because.. I have three reasons. The first, being in that company.. It's slowly starting to kill me. The members are in critical conditions, and no one steps up to do anything. It angers me. The kids are too scared to do anything because they're afraid of the wrath of the CEO. They're afraid of losing their spot in EXO. We are humans. It only takes so much until our bodies shut down. I know we're idols, and we have to train hard. However, this isn't the case. If one of us were bleeding, they'd still just continue with the schedule. It's all about the money, and it sickens me. The second reason? Well, it's just suffocating. This idol thing. It's everything I wanted, yet it's everything I don't. Don't get me wrong. I love being an idol. I love music. Rapping is going good, and being able to promote in both China and Korea is an amazing opportunity that I will never get again, but it's just tiring now. I don't get to do what I want. There are fans wherever I go, even if I do love them, I like my space. Im living an extraordinary life, luxurious maybe, but at the same time, I'm not living at all. I have to fake a smile when I'm feeling like on the inside, and the built up pain inside me has gone over the limit. The other members are extremely passionate for music, and I am too. It's just.. I have other things that I have wanted to do. I'm only alive for so long. Can you understand me? Why I would do this?"  My body froze. My mind went blank, totally unaware that he felt this way. He was my boyfriend. How could I not know? Why would he not tell me? Why would he hide this from me? I swallowed down my questions, and desperately, I crashed my face into his chest, enveloping him in yet another hug.  "Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you. How did I not know? I'm sorry. My god, Kris. I am so sorry. How much pain have you been holding in?", my voice managed to spill out. It started to falter and almost crack with my last question.  He pulled away from me, and he cupped my face. I whined from the lost contact. All I wanted at the moment, was to hold him, and protect him. He seemed so vulnerable.  "I didn't tell you because this would be your reaction, and you would beat yourself over it. However, the same result came through anyway. Don't you want to know my third reason?"  Tears were burning my eyes, and I shut my eyes, preventing the threatening tears to fall. A nod indicated my answer to his question.  "The third reason is probably the strongest reason of all. It's the reason that matters to me the most. The third reason is.. you."  My eyes snapped open, and my jaw dropped.  "What?"  Yet another sigh emitted from his lips.  "You are probably the only reason I am continuing to live in this horrible cycle of life. Without you, I would turn into a crazy man. I'm most likely obsessed over you. You mean so much to me that it's almost unbelievable. Can you believe it? I love you so much. It's unbearable to only get to see you at most, two times a month. Do you know how excruciatingly painful that it? I have grown to care for a person so much that I feel the need to be protective and timid. You are an irreplaceable person in my life, and the restriction I have with you in my life, is getting tiring. I have always dreamed to see your face every morning, yet this job, this dream I have achieved is keeping me from embracing you everyday. I can't announce our relationship to the press or the public because it would put you in danger. Danger is the last thing I want you to be in danger. If I keep our relationship hidden, it restricts me from you, and what's the use of a relationship if I can't show you that I'll always be there for you when you need me? You mean everything to me. It's not even a joke. I have told you my three reasons. I'm sorry, but I can't deal with this anymore."  I couldn't help it anymore. This idiot. He was such an idiot. Tears spilled down, furiously. The silent tears, resulted in my sobs. I could tell he panicked, and he quickly hugged me. As my tears stained his thin tshirt, I smelled the faint smell of cologne. I was intoxicated with his scent. He rubbed my back, soothingly, while telling me that he was sorry. He was such an idiot.  "You're an idiot. How can you be so stupid? Why didn't you tell any of the EXO members? Don't you understand? Your concert is in a week, and they have to change everything with you gone. You are such an idiot! Did you think about them at all?"  I didn't realize I was pounding his chest with my closed fists. He let me hit him. It seemed he was prepared for all of this.  "Of course I thought about them. I deliberately thought about this topic so much that it's almost weird. I thought about them the whole time because I knew that they would be affected the most. I know it's selfish to do this right right before the concert, but I know that they'll pull through. I know they can do it. They're re best dancers ever. I have complete faith that they'll be able to do it. If I'm wrong, which I really doubt, I'll break up with you."  My jaw dropped and I smacked him.  "Are you crazy? You're that willing to break up with me? I can't believe you Wu Yi Fan."  He grabbed my wrists, ceasing the repetitive hits on him, and he pulled me close to him. With our arms out, our hands intertwined, he swung me back and forth.  "It's not that I'm willing. It's that you mean so much to me, that I feel so strongly about this that they'll pull through, and it would be impossible for them to not pull through because it's impossible for me to ever even think about breaking up with you."   A smile painted itself onto my face, and finally, he bent down to my level and gave me a chaste kiss on my lips. He was now too, finally smiling.  "So what's going to happen now?"  He sighed. "I don't know. I'm not sure if I really want to leave just yet. I just want to prove something to the public. SM doesn't give any thought to us at all, and it's all about getting their money. We argue, but they threaten us. We are the moneymakers for SM. Therefore, they need to treat us like humans, with respect."  Nodding, I agreed with him.  "What about the members? Are you going to call them?"  He shook his head.  "I can't. I know by now, they'll have probably already confiscated everyone's phones. From here on out, nothing on the Internet or anywhere else will be true. I need you to listen to me, and trust no one and nothing. Just trust me. I'm right here. Trust only me."  I nodded, a sense of fear spread throughout my body. Soon, tears burned my eyes. They were threatening to fall. Kris soon realized this.  "Don't cry, beautiful. I'm sorry, shh. Don't cry. This will all blow over soon. I just want to make a statement and to get that statement heard."  Realizing that he must be tired, I led him to the couch. He laid down, and I followed. With my head resting on his chest, his arms entangled around my waist, I hummed in his chest.  "I don't know what kind of mess you have gotten yourself into, but just know, that I'll be ere with you all the way. No matter what."  He chuckled. "Of course you will. As long as you trust me, we'll get through this together."  "You do know there will be hate rumors, and paparazzi, and your crazy fans making up stuff right?"  I felt him nod. "Why do you think I'm telling you to just trust me? I trust at least some of my fans will understand."  I laughed, then reached up to give him yet another kiss. It lasted longer, and the kiss was deeper. Lots of feelings were spilled into the kiss ; fear, anxiety, weariness, hope, but most of all, trust.  We'll go through this, together. . . . So this is just my little fiction story of what the situation was. It was clearly made up. If it sounds like I copied, I'm sorry, but this was 100% from my brain so calm the eff down. But yeah, I'm just saying, we have to think about how Kris is feeling. If it makes you happier, he probably feels like , however, it's his life. He can do whatever he wants. We have freedom now, isn't he able to do this? Well, hope ya liked the story. Sorry for any typos. I'm too lazy to fix em trolol.