Hey guys. I'm back. I do hope you enjoy this chapter. It is kind of slipshot but it's mainly because I really don't have the time to go really in depth like how I write for compositions in school. So much homework, so many books, too little Apink, too little time. *Tears hair out*. Well, see you in the next chapter at a different time then. I won't leave this fic hanging as promised. :)

ps: Pardon my grammer and spelling mistakes, I can tolerate it but It'll have to do for now. I'll maybe edit it when the time comes.  Now on to the chapter.

Chorong gazed at Bomi  watching her write on the paper with barely concealed worry and concern. While she was excited at Bomi's casting for Real Men, part of her wanted to jump up and hug the younger girl, enveloping her in her warmth and tell her that everything is gong to be fine. Stay strong and that she'll will miss her terribly. But of course, Chorong couldn't allow personal feelings to interfere with Bomi's career of variety. 

It's what she's adept at, making people happy. That is exactly why Chorong found herself to be so attracted to Bomi in the first place. Chorong had her doubts when Acube announced that Bomi is going to be filming for Real Men for 5 days. What convinced her otherwise was Bomi's inability to be unlikeable. This is going to be a beneficial chance for Bomi to create awareness for herself and Apink despite their already large fanbase. Chorong was sure that Bomi was going to pull it off. She wasn't going to cry, she wasn't going to be defeated by brutal trainings in the military.

At their dorm, when Bomi was taking her weight, Chorong merely smiled, supressing all her emotions of fear deep inside her. It was as if Chorong was the one going to the military not Bomi. Chorong looked at Eunji, scanning her expression. The singer had a huge smile on her face seeming to be pretty cheery as always, was she not at all worried about Bomi? Maybe that's what different about them, Chorong and Eunji. Eunji trusts Bomi, without thinking, Eunji knows for sure that Bomi would do fine while Chorong worried incessantly. 

Eunji is a steady, head strong woman while Chorong is an unstable wave of emotions. For some reason, Chorong felt bad for her relationship with Bomi. Eunji will be a much better match for Bomi. She thought about charges for a moment, like charges repel, unlike charges attract but somehow, this doesn't always apply. 

Chorong stared blankly at Bomi's baggage containing necessities to bring to the military. Bomi was preparing to leave their room for 5 days. An unbearable pain seared in Chorong's heart. They had to go to China to perform, without Bomi, the stage will most probably feel empty. It was only then that Chorong reflected on how important Bomi is to her and to Apink.

Bomi turned back to Eunji, eyes glimmering, who was sitting beside Chorong, smiling, and Chorong who was frowning involuntarily. "See you in five days. Have fun in China without me! You'll have to make the maknaes laugh for me, Eunji," Bomi laughed. 

"I will. Take care Bbom-ah, tell me all about it when you get back," Eunji waved enthusiastically. Chorong suddenly felt sick to her stomach, figuring that silence was the best remedy for it.

When Chorong didn't anything for an unsually longer period of time than expected, Bomi sighed in defeat, wrapping her arms around the leader, whispering, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Nothing can affect me as much as you do," Chorong shivered in unexpected happiness. Bomi was so close that Chorong could feel her hot breath radiating on her neck. Eunji, eyes widening didn't catch Bomi's muffled words but still beaming, hugged them too and it became an unnie-line hug, one full of confidence and trust. 

After saying goodbye to the maknaes Bomi left the dorm. From in her room, Chorong's vision began to deteriorate with tears.

Chorong was assigned the seat beside Naeun in the airplane to China. The plane was chilly, piercing into Chorong's sweater with ease. People rushed about, stuffing their huge bags into the compartments overahead. Air stewardessess with smiles plastered across their faces full of makeup bowed and articulated greetings to passengers clearly.

Like always, Chorong had to initiate conversations with the younger girl which Chorong doesn't like doing very much. If necessassary, Chorong could spend the whole journey not speaking to Naeun but she decided that she had to consider Naeun's feelings too. Chorong shouldn't bore her. Naeun was quieter than Chorong but on that day she was usually so causing Chorong to worry. Almost immediately when Naeun sat down at the aisle seat, Chorong asked, "Naeunie what's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Naeun turned to her with a look of quizzical surprise, the styrofoam coffee cup in her hand nearly slipping from her grasp. "Huh? Oh...I'm fine," she drawled out, slumping into her seat awkwardly. 

Chorong's eyes narrowed to Naeun's feet than back to her eyes, "It's your ankle right? Why didn't you rest?" 

Naeun, surprised at how observant Chorong is, spoke with an incresingly high tone of voice, "How did you know? I didn't want anyone to know about it except the staff. I want to perform normally with Apink. Take it as nothing happened, please?"

There was an underlying tone of voice in Naeun's words that Chorong couldn't quite pinpoint. She knew that something else was bothering the younger girl but she had to understand her ankle first. "You can't expect me to not care about your injuries Naeun. How did it happen?"

"When I was buying snacks, I tripped on a ledge. There's nothing to worry about. Really unnie," Naeun spoke in short pauses and decided that the conversation was over for that hour. Chorong getting absolutely nothing out of Naeun, looked out the window. Somewhere below them, Bomi is suffering, Bomi is training, Bomi is her source of happiness.

The plane gradually took off into the orange, cloudless sky like a shark in the water. 

Roughly about 2 hours into their filght, the thought that Naeun had another problem, gripped Chorong abruptly from the back of her mind. She paused the movie she was watching without any comprehension, pullled off her headphones and shook Naeun, intending to talk to her seriously this time. "Naeun, Naeun ah." 

Naeun regarded Chorong with a curious expression before fully giving Chorong her attention. "What is it unnie?" 

"Tell me, how to you feel about Eunji?" Chorong swallowed. 

At that, Naeun stammered like never before, "What...what do you mean?" 

"You like her right?" I can see it in your eyes, Naeun," Chorong hated the words tumbling out of but she had to sooner or later.

"I do like her but not in that way, not like how you make it out to be" Naeun glanced down at her cold, slim fingers. "She's a really good listener and she never stops smiling, not like me." 

A wave of familiarity flooded Chorong's heart. It sounds an awful like her and Bomi. Bomi makes her happy, Eunji makes Naeun happy. "I know what you mean," Chrong dazedly said, mind still thinking about Bomi in the military.

"Bomi?" Naeun smiled knowingly. 

"Yes, yes, Bomi " Chorong closed her eyes, reclining her head back on the soft cushioned chair and admitted. There was no point in hiding anything from Nauen who experiences the same thing is there?

"I knew it!" Naeun shouted a little too loudly eliciting a few stares at their direction. 

"Are you 100% sure that you don't like Eunji in that way?" Chorong asked again, refusing to let the matter rest. The uneasiness in her chest won't stop growing.

"Maybe 50% sure?" Naeun frowned, fighting her own internal battle. 

"Look, you like Eunji. I like Bomi," Chorong really was being selfish. 

"I...I...okay. I'll accept it. Eunji always treated me well. But she is always looking at Bomi not me."
"There is out first problem. I'll let you in on a little secret. I think Eunji likes Bomi, to put it vaguely, I'm not sure of it myself."

Naeun doesn't appear to be too startled by the news, was it that obvious? Chorong continued more at herself than at Naeun, "but I don't really want to break them apart either. I'm an idiot if I do that. Good night Naeun, see you in China." Pinching the bridge of her nose, Chorong leaned back again wanting to sleep, letting dreamland take her away. She didn't want to think about Bomi, or Eunji or Naeun or Apink or reality. All she wanted is her imagination. If Bomi appeared in her dream as well, she is really going to decide that she is crazy.

"We'll just have to let nature take its course. Unnie..."