KpopandAngel

    The next thing you can recall is your front door quietly opening and closing as someone stepped through your front room. You could hear shoes sliding around the floor before slippers padded into the room by your feet. You tiredly open an eye to see what the commotion was, not too concerned since only three people have your house key; you, Hongjoong and Seonghwa. Hongjoong obviously because he unofficially lives with you as your boyfriend, and Seonghwa in case he needs to grab your boyfriend quickly since the poor baby refuses to leave your home.     “Honey I’m home!” Hongjoong said with a tired smile, looking at you through half awake eyes and a content smile on his face.     Just seeing you on the couch relaxing like always made him feel exactly how he did when he first met you; home. The feeling got more noticeable as time went on with you until all he knew was he just craved to stay with you constantly. The last tour he just came home from took its toll when he knew he couldn’t bring you with him. To the point San had to call you from multiple platforms all hours of the day to keep his leader’s spirits up enough to last their tour. “Noona! You have to talk to him again, he’s all pouty and sad!” San had told you over the phone while your precious boyfriend whined on the other end to hand the phone over. Needless to say, it was tough for the leader to deal with everything, unable to crawl into your arms at the end of the day.     Your smile brightened the more awake you became until you were able to look at him with your eyes fully open. “Hongjoongie~ You’re home!” You squealed happily, jumping off the couch to wrap your arms around his neck in a much needed and missed embrace.     His arms snaked around your waist, resting on your lower back while his nose buried itself in the crook of your neck, hiding in your hair. “God I missed you so much.” He whispered, fighting the urge to kiss your neck so he could just hold you the way he was for as long as possible.     You rested your lips gently on his neck, trailing the softest of kisses along his skin until you both leaned away from each other enough for your noses to be touching. “I missed you too.” You whispered before he captured your mouth in a kiss.     The gentlest and purest of kisses. One that only showed adoration and love. Gentle and guiding, as if he was trying to remember how to handle you. His hands were gently moving up and down your back in a soothing motion while yours threaded into his hair; amazingly soft hair which had the smallest of mullets from his recent video Pirate King. You were both happily pressed against each other when he trailed his hands down your bottom to cup your cheeks for a moment then continued lower to your thighs where he managed to grasp them and, with your help, lift you up enough so you could wrap your legs around his waist.      You pulled away from him for just a moment, a small smile on your face. “I love you. So much.” You told him softly, knowing he’d understand just how deep your love for him actually went.     He gave you a loving smile and kissed you again, even more gently than before, and you rested your right hand on his cheek, stroking your thumb along his face a moment until you squealed in surprise. “Hongjoong!” You yelped with a happy laugh as he’d lightly tossed you down on the couch.     He grinned down at you with mischief written all over his face, and all he did was laugh with you for a moment as you tried catching your breath. Once he knew you were okay-but of course you were fine, he didn’t even toss you that hard-he stretched his arms above his head for a moment and then climbed on top of you.     Crawling in between your legs, he stopped at your chest and managed to wiggle himself around until he was laying on top of your comfortably, legs between yours so your own were lightly wrapped around his waist. He wrapped his arms around your sides and buried his face in your chest. You chuckled softly once he managed to get comfortable and turned your neck to see where you put the remote. Luckily it didn’t move from the spot on the armrest and you were able to grab it quickly before Hongjoong whined at you from between your breasts. You didn’t even have to ask him what it was he wanted as you threaded a hand through his hair and started playing with it. He hummed softly while you decided on someone else to watch seeing as your movie somehow ended without your knowing.     Once you decided on what to watch, you pressed play and set the remote on the table before returning your free hand to your clingy boyfriend. While you’re left hand was playing with his hair, your right started stroking along his back, massaging his shoulder blades and gently running your nails up and down the middle of his back. He sighed quietly when you continued your ministrations and even started humming to him. Because as much as he loved making music, nothing sounded like the music the love of his life would make when cuddling with him.

He stood up quickly and quietly and maneuvered around the room to get you some clothes to change into when you woke up, setting them on the dresser beside you, then climbed into the bed next to you with the remote to the tv. He turned on the television and played his favorite show as he then patiently waited for you to wake up. Until then, he pulled you into his side and kept an arm placed around you while humming softly to himself, keeping himself semi distracted and you in a peaceful sleep. God how you loved this man holding you so tightly.

 Bedhead galore, Angel rubbed at her eyes as she was gently pulled out of her bedroom by the laughter of 9 boys. She gave a yawn and rubbed at the other eye while stepping through the doorway to see what all the commotion was about. The sound immediately stopped as 9 heads turned to face her, wide eyed and worried. “Did we wake you Noona?” Jisung asked gently, tilting his head at her.     She nodded her head and started rubbing at both eyes, ignoring the funny looks she was getting from a couple of the others. She was afraid to talk in case her voice cracked or did something weird around them to make them think she could be sick after the hard work she’d put in the last week with training and promotions. Minnho immediately ran to her and wrapped his arm around her, cooing at the adorable look she was giving them.      The two sat down on the couch next to Woojin who started unraveling bits of her hair to help possibly tame it for her. “Thanks.” She whispered, barely able to get any sound passed her lips from using her voice after a night of sleep.     When she finally was able to look up at her boys without drowsiness in her gaze, she stared at them in confusion. “Oi!” She yelped out suddenly, earning surprised yelps from a couple of the others.     They stared at her in curiosity as she frowned. “Why wasn’t I told about salon day?!” She whined at Chan, thinking it was his doing.     He shrugged his shoulders awkwardly and coughed into his hand, hoping to ignore the woman’s stare as each boy looked around at each other, wondering if their new hairstyles were that crazy to her. “Noona? Is it that bad?” Jeongin asked with a pout.     She blinked in confusion a moment before she realize what she’d said and shook her head vigorously. “Oh no! No, sorry that’s not what I meant Jeonginnie! You all look amazing. It just would’ve been nice to know we were getting our hair done.....” She said, mumbling the last part with a glare in the leader’s direction.     He shrugged his shoulders.     Woojin ran a hand through her freshly detangled hair and chuckled a little when she gave him a huff of annoyance. “Angel-Noona, you’re hair should never chance color. It’s pretty the way it is.” He told her, almost immediately getting a glare from the redhead.     She swatted at his hand and gave a small sigh before standing up to head into her room. “I’m going back into the room. Be sure to tell me if you go anywhere this time?” She asked them, giving pointed stares to Woojin and Chan who pouted at her sudden sour mood.     When the door shut, all eyes turned to Chan who raised his shoulders in defense. “Hey, I didn’t know she’d want to join us! I thought she liked her hair just the way it was!” He defended, holding his hands up so they couldn’t come after him.     Minho pointed at her door and gave him a frown. “She probably wanted to spend time with us. Or maybe there was something she wanted to do that might not have included dying her hair like what we did with ours.” He suggested, watching the frown appear on his leader’s face.     Just when the awkward silence was about to become unbearable, a blood curdling scream sounded in Angel’s room. Chan, followed by Changbin and Minho rushed into the room with makeshift weapons of a remote, book and hairbrush. They looked around wildly until a blur of red latched onto the leader’s frame. “KILL IT! KILL IT NOW!” She screamed in terror, pointing to the corner of the room.     Chan dropped the remote he was carrying to catch the wild 23 year old and stared at where she was pointing. “What is it?” He wondered, holding the woman tighter when she hid her face in his neck.     She whimpered quietly and started to try and pushed herself through the group and out of the room. “Get the spiderrrr!” She whined, looking up at the other two with tears in her eyes.     Changbin immediately stepped into the room to find the source of her panic, seeing the quarter sized arachnid stuck to the corner of her ceiling across from her bed. “I’ll get it, hang on Noona!” He called over to her, winding his arm back to throw the book toward the thing.     She flinched when she heard the thud of the book hitting the wall and peeked out from Chan’s neck to see what had happened. “You’re cleaning that up right?” She asked seriously when she saw the gross splatter of the dead spider on the book.     Changbin rolled his eyes and snorted softly before getting the hug he wanted from the woman. “I mean sure, if this is what I get for saving you from the spider and cleaning the book.”  He sighed out, earning a smile from his favorite member.     She then stepped toward Minho and gave him a large hug too. “And thank you for helping save me from the spider.” She told him, gaining a grin as he hugged her tight and started backing them both up and away from the leader who was about to pummel him for stealing the redhead.     “HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO STOP STEALING HER FROM ME!” He finally roared, earning laughs from the rest of the members while Chan chased Minho around the dorm house,     Woojin stepped toward Angel and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “So about the salon thing?” He asked quietly.     She shook her head. “You all look amazing. And it’s really fine. I understand. Just shocked is all. You guys look so sexy now.” She replied just as quietly, winking up at him when his cheeks started reddening from her compliment.

 “Dúlamán na farraige, be'fhearr a bhí, be'fhearr a bhí! Be'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn!”      After finishing up the last of the song, Skylar smiled a little to herself and looked up at the man on the other side of the glass. She gave him a thumbs up and smiled. “Thank you for allowing me time to practice this! It’s my favorite song.” She told them happily with a small hop where she stood.     JYP chuckled and smiled a little at her happy face while crossing his arms over his chest. “See? I told you you had it in you.” He replied with an easy grin spreading across his features.     She nodded her head quickly and moved the headphones off her ears to place down on the seat behind her, then made for the door. “Sorry I doubted you, Coach!” She called out as she stepped into the sound check room, grinning at her boss who was smiling at her.     He held his hand out for a high five and she immediately took advantage of the high five, jumping up and slamming her hand down on his. He winced a little as he shook out his hand, hoping to relieve the stinging feeling now making its way up his arm. “So what was the song? That’s not Korean, or English.” He said, wondering what the tune was since she’d handed them her own music along with this question of singing something in the booth for herself.     She smiled a little and glanced down at her hands, fiddling with her fingers as a memory came to her mind. “Irish Gaelic. My mimi taught me the song, before she passed. My da is still a little shaken up about my learning our history.” She replied softly, looking up at him finally as she felt the confidence rise up in her being again.     She grinned then. “This song was the first my mimi taught me! She was so happy when she found out I wanted to learn her customs. Said she was proud one of her babies was interested in the homeland. To the point we both went to visit Ireland for a few weeks and I came back with an accent myself! My ma wanted nothing to do with it though and within a few months the accent was gone. I still keep a bit of the dialect close at heart.” She explained.     Her boss gave her a small smile and rested a hand on her head in affection. “Sounds like you love her a lot. She must be proud to have you as a granddaughter.” He told her sincerely, watching the light in her eyes sparkle.     She grinned and nodded her head, forcing his hand to drop before she looked to the clock. “Oh! It’s time for practice! Thanks again for the time to do this!” She yelped suddenly, jumping for the door before bolting out of it like lightning.     Someone walked into the room just as she sped around the corner and looked to the boss in confusion. “Who was that?” The teen asked in confusion.     JYP laughed and sighed a little with a shake of the head. “You’ll meet her soon enough Chan. She’s probably gonna be around for a very long time.” The man replied, clapping a hand on his shoulder to make the teen stumble a little.     Chan frowned a little before looking back at his boss. “I don’t understand.....” He mumbled.     JYP simply pushed the kid out the door and waved at him as he looked back in confusion. “Like I said, you’ll see soon enough! Get to practice boy, you’re gonna be late!” The boss hollered, earning a panicked expression as the teen ran off the same way Skylar had gone.     The big man pondered to himself while he stood in place, stroking his chin in thought. “I wonder how those two would get along....” He thought out loud, gaining a strange look from the sound check man beside him.

    Chan watched in complete despair as the eldest of the group sat in her bedroom crying her eyes out as if the most important person in her life broke her heart. He leaned against her door frame and frowned, arms crossed over his chest while his right leg rested over her left. The sobbing from the redhead was so painful he could feel tears sting at his eyes for a moment before he pushed them to the side. Wiping his eyes he slowly and quietly made his way into her room to sit beside her.     As soon as she felt the bed dip, Angel dropped her head down onto his shoulder and nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck, sobs wracking her body. “I c-can’t do this anymore! It’s ju-just t-too hard! I mi-iss them so much.” She whimpered against his neck.     He sighed gently and wrapped his arms around her shaking body, pulling her close to him. Lucky for them the rest of the group left for the day to have a relax and recharge day, so it was just the two of them in the dorm room. It still hurt that she was feeling this way though, and he couldn’t help but berate himself for not seeing it sooner. “I know Babe.....I know.” He whispered soothingly, one hand moving to her head to gently stroke down her hair.     She sobbed for a few more minutes until the tears just dried up, and all she could do was hiccup against his neck. “I want to see them again...” She told him quietly, through a hoarse sounding voice still cracking from her wails and sobs.     He stroked her hair some more so she was able to calm down some more and then slowly pulled away from her, looking into her tear-filled eyes. “If that’s what you want, I think we can do something for you. Maybe we can convince them to give you a few days off to see them? Maybe bring one of us with you.” He suggested, seeing the smallest of sparks enter her eyes again.     She wiped at her eyes a little to get the tears and gave him a tiny smile in appreciation before going back to her sad look and resting her head back on his shoulder. “There’s only one person you can’t take me to....I miss her the most.” She whispered, barely loud enough for her best friend to hear.     He held onto her as tight as he could and kissed the top of her head, hoping to sooth her. “I know, and I’m sorry. She loved you so much though. You have to remember that.” He whispered back against her hair.     She sniffled and nodded her head, arms loosely wrapping around his middle as she buried her face into his shoulder. “Will you go with me? Please?” She asked finally, not bothering to look at him since she was so scared of his reaction.     His eyes widened a little after her question and he stared at the wall across from them for a moment as he let the question sink in. Her and him, together, on a plane alone, to visit her family? He bit his lip in thought and gnawed on it a while before sighing. He could feel her tensing as he was about to answer her. Finally he smiled and hugged her tight again. “Yeah I’ll go with you. How could I say no to you?” He replied, feeling her instantly relax into his hold.     He could feel her smiling into his shoulder and gave a small smile himself. “There’s my smile.” He whispered, feeling her starting to squirm in his grasp.     She sighed softly and closed her eyes, shaking her head against his shoulder. “Can we go ask JYP now? I really wanna go see them...” She muttered softly, fighting the urge to yawn suddenly.     Chan smiled and fell back on the bed, moving the both of them up to the pillows on her bed. He pushed her to lay her head on her pillow instead of him and rolled himself onto his side, looking into her face as she closed her eyes like she was going to fall asleep. He brushed hair out of her face and frowned just a little bit when he saw her furrow her brows. “Angel?” He asked quietly, getting a small whine from the redhead.     She curled up into a ball and moved her hands up to her face before trying to roll onto her other side, as if to hide from him. Luckily he’d seen something similar to this happen before and managed to act quickly. Putting her on her back, he sat up and watched her for a moment as she thrashed suddenly, wondering how she could have already been so deep asleep unless she was half asleep while talking to him. He thought about it, and somehow it kind of made sense to him, except for the fact her eyes were completely open as she spoke full sentences to him.     He rubbed her stomach a moment and laid himself on top of her, hoping that would be enough to get her to stop. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on the top of her chest, staring into her face as she slowly stopped moving around. When she finally had rested her hands on his arms did he drop his head down to rest his temple on her chest. “I’m sorry you’re still going through these nightmares, but I promise we’ll see your family soon. Maybe seeing them will help you feel better here” He muttered more to himself than to her.     He felt her jump at the sound of the door suddenly slamming shut and looked towards the doorway as the boys’ loud voices rang through the air. She gasped awake and tried getting up off her bed, only to realize that Chan was on top of her. “Oi, when did you get in my room?” She asked him, tilting her head in confusion.     He stared at her in surprise and frowned a little. “Don’t you remember? I came in because you were crying. Something about missing your family and mom?” He replied, seeing her face suddenly take on a darker look as she processed his words.     She closed her eyes and turned her head to her window. “Oh....right. It’s that time already.” She muttered, opening her eyes to look at the window.     He sighed and sat up, bringing her with him so he could hug her again. “When was it?” He asked her quietly.     Resting her head on his shoulder she wrapped her arms around him. “Today. 6 years ago today.” She whispered, feeling the tears fighting to escape from her eyes.     Chan sighed again and slowly got up off the bed with her, dragging her out into the livingroom where the boys were still goofing off. “Oi! One volunteer to go on a trip with Angel and I. Who’s down for it?” He asked, immediately seeing his aussie comrade’s hand shoot up before anyone else’s.      Felix ran at the two and wrapped his arms around the two. “Me me me me me me! Take me!” He repeated almost for a minute straight.     Angel couldn’t help but giggle and nod her head, bringing the teen into a hug with her and Chan. “Fine you win. You can come too.” She sighed out, kissing the top of his head as he jumped for joy and pumped a fist into the air.     The rest of the boys all pouted at her. “We wanna go too!” Minho shouted from the couch with a pout, crossing his arms like a child.     Chan tightened his hold on the redhead and glared halfheartedly at the younger boy. “Nuh-uh! She’s mine. Back off!” He yelled, hiding her from Minho’s sight with his own body.     Angel arched an eyebrow at him and smirked a little. “So jealous.” She said simply, rolling her eyes when he whined at her.     He then released her and went over to the fridge to write himself a note, making sure to make it big enough to read so anyone could remind him. “TALK TO JYP ABOUT VISITING THE STATES.” He wrote out.     She walked up behind him and rested her chin on his shoulder, reading the symbols on the fridge with a frown. “I still have no idea what that says.” She told him seriously.     He turned to face her and poked her nose. “Good. Then it can be a surprise where we’re going.”  He told her with a wink, laughing a little when she whined and crossed her arms childishly.     She turned around to Woojin and pouted at him, earning his full attention. “What is it? What’s wrong?” He asked quickly, rushing over to her and Chan.     She pointed to the fridge. “What’s it say? I still can’t read Hangul!” She whined to him, getting him to look to the leader in confusion.     Chan shook his head and mouthed for it to be a surprise, getting Woojin to agree to the plan as he pretended to sigh exasperatedly and shake his head. “Well I can’t help you with that. Whatever happened to the studying you and Felix were doing together?” He asked, pointedly looking at her and the teen.     Felix pretended to ignore the conversation and focus hard on the screen in front of him that he said up with Changbin. “Oi stop killing me Mate!” He cried out in his Australian accent, earning a laugh from the redhead as she also pretended to ignore Woojin’s question.      She flopped onto the couch on top of Mino and watched the two on the floor play the game intently. “Who’s winning?” She asked, hoping to ignore Woojin’s glare for as long as possible.     Chan patted Woojin’s shoulder and shook his head. “It’s not worth it. They’re lost to the world of gaming.” He told him, walking over to the group.     Minho had managed to wrap an arm around the eldest and looked up at his leader with a smug smile as if to say she was his at the moment, before getting hit in the stomach with an elbow. “Stop giving him that look Lee Minho. Don’t think I don’t see it.” She said in a deadly serious voice.     Minho rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Yes Ma’am.” He replied quickly.

    After she finally managed to get off the phone with him, she came face to brush with makeup brushes. She blinked and stared at the two. “I thought you finished my makeup?” She asked them.     They nodded and laughed a little. “It’s just for touchups. You’re almost done, just need to get in the clothes after this.” One told her as the other blended the last bits of makeup into her skin.     She sighed and took the brush to the face for the last time of the day, hopefully. “You’re just lucky I’m used to this abuse.” She muttered, knowing they could still hear her perfectly.     Though they didn’t say anything about her comment, they did smile at her again. So she was again put into silence while they grabbed her outfit to put her in. She pouted and sighed. “How long am I gonna be in this first outfit? Wait no....how long are we going to be shooting for?” She asked, looking at the two through smoky eyes.     The younger of the two gave her a sympathetic grimace. “As long as it takes for you all to get the shot.” She replied quietly, making the young woman sigh and nod her head.     She stood up out of the chair and turned for the privacy screen in the back corner of her changing room, stepping behind it at the perfect moment. “Angel! You ready yet?” Someone barged into the room.     She stared wide eyed at the screen she hid behind before finding movement in her body to peak her head out. “H-Hyunjin! You can’t just barge into my changing room! I’m not a guy!” She yelped.     He blinked at her and tilted his head. “So?” He responded.     She rolled her eyes and walked out from behind the screen, hands on her hips. “So if I was in the middle of changing out of my pants or shirt, and you caught me without either on, you wouldn’t feel embarrassed? Or see an issue with looking at me HALF NAKED?” She asked pointedly, making him think about the action.     He thought about it a moment before the things she said sunk into his brain. His eyes widened and he stared at her before opening his mouth to say something. “WHO SAW YOU HALF NAKED?! ONLY I’M ALLOWED TO!” Someone else screamed, running into her changing room.     Chan stared at her wide eyed, looking her over before realizing she wasn’t in the middle of changing.     She glared at him and pointed at the teen in front of her. “I thought you were gonna keep them OUT.” She hissed, watching him look to Hyunjin who’s head was down toward the ground.     He gulped and gently grabbed the boy’s shoulders, guiding him out of the room before he stepped back in quickly and giving her a charming smile. “Aren’t you looking lovely today.” He tried charming her in his Australian accent.     Her eyes narrowed and she pointed to the door. “OUT! Crazy boys.” She hissed, speaking to herself in her father’s tongue so no one else could understand her.     Chan stuck his head back in. “I don’t know what you said but that is HOT.” He told her with a grin, immediately getting the door slammed in his face.     She rolled her eyes and grumbled with a shake of her head. “They’re going to drive me nuts!” She whined to the women in the room, who laughed at her pain.