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I didn't understand why my Ssantoki made sure to wish me a good luck before a performance with Jiyong-oppa and Seunghyun. It didn't make sense to me that she would even go as far as to say good luck twice and each with a different context. I should know... I always speak with a hidden message when I know I can't say it out loud.

"So, Bommie," Sandara fiddles with her fingers before smiling sheepishly.

"What is it?" I finally ask.

"Uh, nevermind," she speaks as she turns towards Seunghyun.

Ah, of course. He must have told her something and now she doesn't know how to reply. Would asking her about it be a good idea? It's not like she's come up to me to ask for advice... well, not directly, at least.

"San-da-ra!" I chime with the light heartedness she has been waiting for.


"What is it that's on your mind right now?" I poke her.

I could see from the corner of my eyes, Seunghyun's wondering ones, too curious to not look our way. I wasn't paying any attention to them earlier, so there was nothing to draw from. She was out of it, and so was he.

"It's really nothing," she denies again.

"It's not nice to deny such a thing. Let me tell you something," I pull her closer, "if you're afraid, chances are, he is too."

She looks at me curiously, but I shrug it off. I watch her walk over to him, finally brushing her insecurities away. She turns to me waiting for an approval of some sort, so I nod her way with a smile curling.

Admitting that you like someone is one thing, having to say it to that someone is another. Neither one is simple.

author's note.

Gotta be honest, coming back to this fic is sort of heartbreaking because my beloved 2NE1 is no more. Looking for Bommie's pic really got to me. TT_TT Anyone else feels like me?

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