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Good gracious, finally the concert was over. All that was left to do was to make your way backstage. It was a good thing that the security guards already recognized you, from previous concerts you had attended. After all, your lover was a member of the main attraction of the concert. He was a busy man and sometimes, you questioned how he even had the patience to deal with you, besides his idol activities.

You made your way to his waiting room. “Tengen Drip-sama,” the red star on the door read. Slightly leaning towards the door, you listened whether there were any voices. You didn’t want to bother him, in case he was busy talking to anybody. “Drip… drip… drip…” another voice could be heard. It was a very familiar voice: the sound of Tengen oppa’s pet, Junpain Drip. You straightened your back and your clothes before you knocked on the heavy door. “Yes?” his deep voice echoed from inside.

“Tengen oppa, it’s me!!” you claimed, excited to see your lover. “Y/N, my love. Come inside,” he greeted you as he opened the door to let you in. What a gentleman he was. Immediately, his arms swung around you to hug you. “Drip… drip… drip!!!” Junpain Drip seemed to be excited. You wiggled out of Tengen oppa’s embrace to crouch down and gently pat his sticky head. “What’s up, Junpie?” you asked. You got up again, giving all your attention to the man, no, the icon, the legend, who was in front of you. A kiss was pressed onto your temple and you giggled adorably, “Oppa, I like your new drip! Heehee.” “What do you like about it, dear? Tell me in detail, baby girl.” “Hmm, I think the gold chains are pretty nice on you, they bring out your nonexistent neck. Also, two pairs of sunglasses? That’s so sexy! Not saying you’re not sexy in your usual attire, oppa, but… you know your aura whenever you are on stage… your supreme rapping skills… you know that gets me going,” you whisper against his chest while your finger traced light patterns, slowly going down to his abs and… “I’m not the main rapper for nothing, sweetheart,” he coos at you, bringing back your attention to his eyes. It was true, his talent stretched beyond the horizon. You sighed, glad you could enjoy this moment.

His embrace feels warm and all you could think about is how much you missed him. “Oppa, I missed you,” you confessed, nuzzling your nose into his shirt. He wasn’t having it though, not after you haven’t met for so long. It wasn’t anybody’s fault, just his busy job. As an idol, he hardly had time but Tengen always tried his best for you. His big hand grabbed your chin and guided your lips to his own. The kiss felt bittersweet, for the both of you knew your reunion wouldn’t last that long.

“Will you come home tonight?” you asked, hope sparkling in your eyes as you caressed his cheek. He didn’t say anything, just a smile on his gentle face, and you understood.

That night you received a call. “Open the door, sweetheart.” Half past five. That was the only time he and Junpain Drip could be with you.