Once L.Joe got outside, he searched for his phone in his book bag and quickly turned the screen on. Three messages awaited him.

 

9:30 pm Inbox.

From: Michelle

OH MY GOD TAHT WAS AMZSING

I DONT EVEEN KNOW HOW I'M

LIVNG RGHIT NOW. YOU GUYS

ARE BREATHTAKING.

 

9:31 pm Inbox.

From: Michelle

Ugh. Lee Byunghun- no, no.

L.JOE. L freaking JOE. You

were seriously the best. I could

not take my eyes off of you at ALL.

 

9:34 pm Inbox

From: Michelle

Okay so when you're ready,

there's a silver Honda parked

besides the venue. I'm gonna

put my hazards on so you know

that it's mine!

 

L.Joe smirked in response to Michelle's texts. He couldn't help but feel thrilled knowing that she enjoyed the concert to this extent. Pressing the power button on his phone, he returned to the lock screen and checked the time.

 

“10:15” He murmured under his breath. A subtle sigh escaped his lips, knowing that she had been waiting quite a while. He would have been out sooner, however their manager wanted them to take a group photo to post on twitter. They also filmed a short On Air thanking all the fans for coming out. Nonetheless, he was out now; so his only objective was to find his girlfriend.

 

Switching on his phone's camera, he changed the mode to the front camera and checked out his appearance before continuing on. He had on a white baseball cap, a baggy pink hooded sweater, dark sunglasses which hid his eyes completely, dark blue skinny jeans and a pair of worn-in vans. He brushed his bangs to the side and flipped on his hoodie as to conceal his appearance even further. “Okay.” He nodded his head in approval and shoved his phone in his back pocket after setting it to vibrate.

 

L.Joe was excited to see his girlfriend. However, he would be lying if he said this meeting would be their first time seeing each other in person.

 

4 hours ago

 

“Okay, I know you're all excited to meet Teen Top! Are you guys ready?” The concert organizer yelled into a mic from the front of the room, hyping up the excitement of the VIP purchasers in front of her. A loud, unified sound of elation filled the waiting room, where 150 fans awaited to get their albums signed by Teen Top. The room was about half the size of a middle school's cafeteria room; there were two large projectors on opposite sides of the room continuously playing all of Teen Top's music videos. A table with six chairs was set up next to the announcer on the small stage; atop of the table lay multiple silver-colored sharpies, six bottles of water and six mics. It was perfectly set up for the autograph session.

 

“Okay. Without further ado!” She brought her free hand up and aimed it towards the draped curtain blocking the walkway offstage. “Please welcome Teen Top!”

 

One by one the members emerged from behind the divider; smiles were on display and polite bows went in every direction. The crowd of fans went insane. Each member had a random uproar of even louder yells and chants.

 

“Hello, I am Chunji!”

 

“Hi! My name is Changjo.”

 

“I say Ni! You say El! Ni!” The crowd responded in his favor. “El!”

 

“Wow! I'm Niel!”

 

“What's up Miami!” L.Joe shouted, earning a solid scream from every corner of the room.

 

“Woo! Save your screams for later, okay? I'm L.Joe!”

 

“Hi, I'm Ricky!” The small one earned multiple “cute” and “adorable” comments from the crowd.

 

“Hello, I'm C.A.P.” Once the boys were finished with their introductions, they all took a seat simultaneously.

 

“Okay, so Teen Top is going to take over from here. Guys just remember that you're all getting your albums signed, so please prevent from any shoving or pushing. You are allowed to exchange a few words with the boys, however be considerate of the people waiting behind you in line!” The waiting fans replied with a chorus of incomprehensible agreements.

 

“Awesome! So if we're all understanding, let's begin the fansign!”

 

With the music steadily increasing, the fans made their way one after the other onto the stage. A steady flow started to form. The first fan was getting their autograph from C.A.P. Ricky followed after him.

 

After quite some time, the line started to slow down, with about thirty or so more fans remaining. The fans that were finished with the fansign were allowed to stay in the room and took numerous photos and fancams of the six boys.

 

Niel took advantage of the slowing line and bumped into L.Joe with his shoulder, causing the other to look over at him. “What is it?”

 

“Is she here? You said she bought VIP.” Niel's eyes scanned the room. L.Joe brought his gaze from the younger boy to the remaining fans. He wasn't able to make out many of their faces since fans of all different heights and sizes crowded together in the line.

 

L.Joe shook his head. “I don't see her yet.”

 

“Oh ho~ Did you get dumped already?” Niel questioned, bringing his head to face the front while tilting it suspiciously. L.Joe, whose expression was quite nonchalant at the moment, brought one of his hands under the table and quickly pinched the other boy's thigh, hard. “AH! AH!” Niel's face contorted as a pained expression instantly took over. L.Joe let go of his thigh and quickly went for a sip of his water, pretending as though nothing had happened.

 

“I was only kidding, hyung!” Niel huffed. “I'm sure a fan recorded that, you viral bully.”

 

“Yeah, yeah.” He replied sarcastically. Taking the bottle away from his lips, he reached for the cap on the table and brought it to the bottle's opening. Somehow, the small object slipped from his hand and fell on to the floor. “Ahh crap.” Placing his bottle on the table, he bent over in his seat to retrieve the cap which had rolled underneath it.

 

“Yeah, yeah.” Niel mimicked. “Look alive, there's a fan coming.”

 

“Got it.” L.Joe said to himself as he felt the cap under his touch. He grabbed it quickly and pulled up his body, his body bumping into the table in the process. This unfortunately caused his open bottle of water to spill on many of the contents atop of the table.

 

“Oh no!” L.Joe heard the fan in front of him exclaim. Once he was able to see on top of the table, he realized that his water spilled all over the album which has been laid out for him to sign. A group of fans who were able to witness the incident also let out their share of gasps. L.Joe started to panic immediately.

 

“Ahh! L.Joe hyung!” Ricky shouted at the older boy. A subtle smile grew on his face, as though he was glad that he was given this opportunity to yell at the older one. “What are you doing!”

 

Niel shook his head quietly and picked up the bottle carefully as to assure that no more water would flow out. “Really. This hyung is something else.”

 

“Ah! I'm seriously so sorry!” L.Joe was extremely embarrassed, as it was hard for him to look his fan in the eye. For now, he looked down at the completely soaked album which lay on the table in front of him.

 

“It's okay! Don't worry about it,” He heard the fan speak, reassuring him somewhat. “I can just buy another one.” The fan's voice felt extremely familiar to him, however he didn't think much about it and continued to stare at the drenched album.

 

The announcer made her way over with tons of napkins, drying the table as much as she could. She asked Niel for his microphone and he handed it over speedily.

 

“The autograph session is going to be paused for a few moments! To those of you waiting for your autograph still, please be patient! We're gonna get this fan a new album re-signed by the first few members.” She handed Niel back his mic and made her way off stage. A few fans expressed their discontentment with the situation with several sighs and grunts.

 

Ricky put his mic up to his mouth and shook his head in disappointment. “This hyung is bad!” He shouted in english. His comment caused many of the fan's moods to lift rather quickly.

 

L.Joe, who was currently hiding behind a flustered smile, received a hearty pat on the back from Niel. “It's okay, It's okay,” Niel chanted. As he expected, many of the fans followed after his lead, shouting back the two words repeatedly. With his fans assuring him that his expected clumsiness was alright, he gave his temples one last therapeutic rub and lifted his head up shamelessly.

 

“I'm really so-” L.Joe's words were cut short when he saw the person that had been a victim to his clumsiness.

 

“Hey! Finally you're looking at me.” Michelle exclaimed. L.Joe's expression was instantly struck with surprise, as he had finally laid eyes on his girlfriend's physical existence.

 

“Oh...” A smile naturally grew on his face as he matched his gaze with hers. “You're here.”

 

“Of course! Why wouldn't I be here.” The pair were slightly awkward with one another, being it their first time seeing each other in person. They couldn't really say much more, seeing as they were in the presence of others. Michelle's eyes shifted nervously. “I'm am your fan, after all.”

 

Upon hearing her words, L.Joe quickly gathered himself and remembered that they weren't alone. Other fans were behind her, and there were plenty of sharp ears around him that could interpret things for, well, for what they really were. “Ah, right.” He tossed his bang to the side impulsively.

 

“What are you doing right now?” Chunji said.

 

“I am doing fine, thank you.” Changjo replied.

 

Chunji and Changjo were currently having a really terrible conversation in english; they knew they were bad, however the fans loved it. The conversation didn't hold much depth, but it kept their Angels entertained for the time being.

 

Meanwhile, L.Joe felt someone burning a hole through the side of his head.

 

“Ehem,” Niel cleared his throat rather obnoxiously. L.Joe looked over at the younger boy, who currently had a devilish smirk displayed on his face. Once he got his attention, Niel quickly put on an act. “Ah, what to do? Sorry hyung. Seems like my throats a bit dry.”

 

L.Joe grabbed Niel's bottle of water and shoved it at the younger one. “Then drink your water, here! Drink! Don't cough on me—that's disgusting.”

 

“Okay, jeez!” Niel grabbed the bottle silently and took a sip. “Ah. How can water be so refreshing?” Niel leaned closer to L.Joe's ear and continued to whisper, “It's almost as refreshing as this awkward relationship I see blossoming before me.”

 

“Ahn Daniel, I swear—” The older boy threatened through gritted teeth. He watched as Niel looked away and took another mouthful of water, switching it playfully in his cheeks. Shaking his head, L.Joe brought his attention back to Michelle who hadn't shifted her gaze one bit. He felt his cheeks go warm instantly. His girlfriend was much prettier in person. All the skype sessions and exchanged selfies didn't do her looks justice; at least, that's what he thought. He took notice of her makeup, as she did warn him about its disappearance half way through the concert. It was natural and light, a style that he said multiple times before that he preferred. His thoughts started to get repetitive, and all he could think of was how lucky he was to have such a beautiful girlfriend. And also how badly he wish he could show her some sort of physical affection as he promised multiple times. The two looked at each other with mirroring expressions; although it had only been a few seconds, it felt like a year. He cleared his throat with a couple of coughs, breaking the silence between them. “So, what's on your mind?”

 

Michelle was taken aback from the sudden question, however she replied with little hesitation. “Probably the same thing that's on yours.” She wasn't usually this brave when it came to flirting, however she felt rather ballsy today. L.Joe couldn't help but feel a smile creep onto his face. He looked over at another direction and his lips through a wide grin. The intention of it was more impulsive than purposeful, or so he thought.

 

“I don't think so.” He teased.

 

“Really?” She tilted her head curiously. “So what are you thinking about?”

 

Before replying, he pulled his gaze away and looked at the crowd. In an instant he stood from his chair and took hold of his microphone.

 

“Angel! I LOVE YOU!” L.Joe's voice echoed throughout the room. He formed half a heart with his available hand above his head, grinning widely as he looked down in embarrassment. Nearly every angel in the room shouted back in excitement, as multiple camera shutters could be heard from every direction. From s, he earned many sounds of disgust. “What was that...” C.A.P scoffed playfully into his own microphone.

 

“Sorry!” He shouted before sitting back down, embarrassed as usual. He looked back at Michelle, who shared his embarrassment wholeheartedly. “What? This is what I'm thinking about. My love for Angel.” He looked away and crossed his arms, holding a rather presumptuous posture. His facade didn't last long, however, and his arms deflated rather quickly. He took notice of Michelle's current expression; she had on a smile that he couldn't quite read, though he found himself returning it immediately.

 

"Sorry for the wait!" The concert organizer rushed back onto the stage with the replacement album in hand. She borrowed Ricky's microphone and let the crowd know that the fansign would resume. C.A.P was given the album and the flow of remaining autographs continued. He signed the album and passed it to Ricky, who also signed the album. 

 

"Sorry," Ricky said as he slid the album in front of Michelle. She took the album and nodded back at the younger boy. 

 

"It's okay! It's not your fault." Her comment was somewhat spiteful, as she turned her attention to the black-haired boy next to him. 

 

L.Joe grimaced. "You don't have to rub it in." 

 

"I was only kidding." She assured him.

 

"Sure," he took the album in front of her and flipped open to a page with his pictures. "From L.Joe, to... Ah, I don't believe I got your name."

 

Michelle scoffed under her breath, highly entertained by his comment. "It's Michelle. M-I-C--" before she could finish spelling her name, L.Joe had already passed the album to Niel, who began signing his own name. 

 

"I was only kidding." L.Joe teased, copying the exact words she uttered to him. Michelle's jaw protruded in slight annoyance; though a clean chuckle escaped as she watched the other raise an eyebrow playfully. 

 

 

"You're lucky you're cute." She argued with her usual phrase, holding her hand up for a high five. L.Joe chuckled in response and quickly took hold of her hand. He leaned slightly towards her and whispered something that only she could hear.

 

"No. I'm lucky you're mine."