Finding the Right Words

Chapter 91- A Bit Sick of Waiting

After the performance, while everyone was cheering, and I realized that I was a terrible person, because I had brought a very famous idol onto a stage that was supposed to be for fangirls, and now everyone would be disappointed for whoever came next. It wasn't the right thing for me to have done. If I wanted to perform with Eunhyuk, we should have had our own stage. For me it was okay, because I wasn't that well-known, but to bring Eunhyuk up there...

I felt bad about it the rest of the day. Eunhyuk kept trying to comfort me, saying that it was the feeling of the moment, but I was having none of it. I didn't deserve to be comforted. I did something wrong; I would pay for it.

After staying a little while to support everyone's performances to try to make up for what I'd done, I realized that Jonghyun, Amber, and Sunny had all disappeared. Jonghyun and Amber were probably participating in the foam sword fighting pits, and who knows where Sunny had gone off to. Since she'd put the blue wig on, people had left her alone. She looked less like herself. Much like me. So she'd probably gone to hang out somewhere.

"So where do you want to go?" Eunhyuk asked me.

"Oh my gosh! LARP!"

"Larp?" 

"L-A-R-P. Live Action Role Play. I wonder if anyone's up for Macross!" I grabbed his hand and yanked him towards the hallway, ready for role-playing. 

We spent a good several hours running around the convention center, pretending to hate random people, and avenge each other (I was playing Kagome, from InuYasha, despite my Sheryl costume, and Eunhyuk had to save me), and ending up with a dramatic sword fight, in which I was kidnapped by a guy dressed as Koga, and Eunhyuk had to come save me.

When it cracked midnight, the guys role-playing with us had to go home, and we went to the food tables for some Japanese-style dinner, and then decided that we actually had to go back to the company at some point. 

"I can't take you seriously in that outfit," Eunhyuk complained.

"Hey, are you insulting Sheryl Nome?"

"No, no, that's not it. It's just... you don't look like our Minsung. It bothers me."

"Are you saying that I'm prettier than Sheryl?"

"Yes."

I felt my face redden, but I poked him in the side to make him shy away, despite all of the people who were looking at us and whispering. "Well, Eunhyuk-oppa is much sexier than Alto-kun. Alto-kun can't dance."

"Neither can you."

I scowled at him, then started singing, "I love you but I don't know how to dance, don't know how to da-ance..."

He stuck his hand over my mouth to shut me up, so I licked his palm, causing him to jerk away, rubbing his hand on his shirt. "Aish, so gross!"

"You think that's gross, you didn't taste your hand! Aiyoo, so disgusting... I'll be brushing my teeth for days to make it go away..."

"That's your own fault for licking me!"

"I'm sorry, Oppa."

"Don't apologize so quickly! It's scary!"

We passed by the empty tables, where the various Jpop groups had been doing their fansignings.

"Why did you introduce me to that girl?" he suddenly asked me.

"Keiko-san? I don't know, I thought you'd like her. She's pretty, and sweet. Very feminine. Pretty close to your age, too. Why, don't you like her?"