❝ 𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘... 𓏴 ♢
ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 . . . 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 those who fall for you ❜ ⸝⸝
⊹ . ◌ ༚ ˳ 🕳️⠀﹒⠀ ꙳ .
⌗ ; 𝗦𝗢 𝗦𝗢 𝗙𝗨𝗡 ▬ ★ ??
( enhypen's ideal travel? )
'I WANT TO TRAVEL TO SPACE,' Midori answered, her answer differing a bit from the rest of her members'.
'I don't know, I'd just like to go home, honestly,' Naito answered from his seat beside her, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.
'We're not even there yet?' Midori asked, lips forming a small frown.
'Exactly, why be there, when you just can't be there? You see, Midori, if I was you, I would ju━'
Midori stopped listening to Naito's voice as she looked into the camera, shaking her head disapprovingly.
'━and that is why bugs are scary.' Naito finished with a proud smile.
'Impressive,' Midori deadpanned, silently begging the staff to cut the cameras.
'I know I am,' Naito replied and glanced at her with a small grin.
'Oh yeah?'
'Yeah.'
'You're not.'
'You're the one who's not impressive.'
'Oh yeah?'
'No.'
'Huh?'
'Yeah.'
'What?'
'I don't know.'
'Naito━'
'Yes?'
'What━?'
'Okay, that's enough we don't have all day,' Ni-ki groaned impatiently from his place behind the cameras.
﹙★﹚
'Have you guys gone on a trip together?' The staff member asked.
Midori, having her attention elsewhere, glanced down at Naito's hands, seeing them holding Sunoo's underneath the table, away from the camera's sight. She looked up, eyes meeting Sunghoon's, the two sharing a knowing look. She could not help her lips curling into a small smirk, Sunghoon's expression mirroring her own, they knew.
'So this time, we're going to do. . . travel content!'
'We're finally doing "In the soop",' Jake commented.
'Where are we going, though? Paris? London?' Jay asked. 'Milan?'
'Let's go to London,' Naito nodded. 'I can be your guide.'
'We'll be travelling to Danyang,' the staff told them, answering Jay's question.
'Where's Danyang?' Naito asked.
Midori's shoulders lifted into a small shrug. 'Somewhere in Korea.'
'Yeah no fuc━'
'Shut it,' Midori hissed quickly to stop him from swearing.
A sheepish smile spread on Naito's lips. 'Whoops.'
﹙★﹚
'I honestly don't know what I'm going to pack,' Midori admitted, glancing down at the floor at her stuff. 'Clothes? Skincare. . . makeup. . .'
Placing the camera on her nightstand, Midori began packing her bag, only bringing the essentials with her.
In the midst of her packing, the door suddenly swung open, revealing Sunoo on the other side.
'Oh?' Midori questioned, glancing over her shoulder at the boy. 'What's up?'
'I don't know,' Sunoo shrugged. 'I'm bored.'
'Oh yeah?' Midori snickered before casting the camera a quick look, she would need to think carefully of her words. 'Have you packed?'
'Yeah, brought my pyjamas and some health supplements,' Sunoo responded while he took a seat on her bed.
'Where's Naito?' Midori asked, finding it weird that they would be without each other. The two boys were practically glued to the hip after they confessed their love to each other.
'The bathroom. . .' Sunoo slowly responded.
'Still? He's been there for thirty minutes.'
'I━' Sunoo uttered. 'Yeah. . . I guess the ice cream didn't do him justice.'
A heartwarming laugh left Midori's lips. 'I suppose not.'
'Should I bring a book?' Sunoo asked. 'Being on the train might get boring. . .'
'I don't know,' Midori answered. 'You might want to bring headphones, though, things will get loud.'
'Oh yeah,' Sunoo laughed while a smile spread on his lips.
Silence engulfed the two. Midori put the essential stuff in her bag, quietly humming the tune to her favourite song. Sunoo, not really knowing what to say, only watched her in silence. He realised the two had never gotten the chance to grow closer. Midori had always been busy with Hyunjin, and now that she was finally free, Sunoo had been too caught up with Naito.
The twins each had their similarities, but their hearts were different and Sunoo appreciated that a lot more than he expected. A small smile painted his lips as he watched her pack her bag. Yes, he did understand why Ni-ki talked about her so much. If it was not for Naito, then perhaps he would have had a crush on Midori. Sunoo was not entirely sure, but he did like to speculate.
After all, Sunoo had no further preference between men and women. As far as he knew, Midori was just like him. No further preference.
Naito on the other hand gave him a different vibe. He was a very caring boyfriend but Sunoo had never seen him show interest in any of the girls they had encountered ━ or boys, for that matter.
'Mirae?'
An awkward chuckle left Midori's lips. 'You've never called me Mirae before.'
His shoulders lifted into a small shrug. 'Wanted to try something new. Everyone calls you Midori or Mira so. . .'
'You can call me Mirae if you want to,' Midori muttered, her attention on the shirt she was folding.
'Thanks!' Sunoo chuckled. 'Also, Sunghoon-hyu━'
As if on cue, Sunghoon poked his head inside, eyes meeting Midori's.
'I heard my name.'
'Hello. . .' Midori greeted him, lips curling into a friendly smile.
'Can I have a moment with you, Mira?' Sunghoon asked, glancing between Sunoo and Midori, lips pressed together in a thin line.
'Sure,' Midori replied, closing her bag and turning her attention to him.
'I'll go look for Naito,' Sunoo told them, dusting himself off before making his way towards the door.
'Don't bother, he's still in the bathroom,' Sunghoon informed him while a small chuckle left his lips.
'Still?!'
'Tiktok is addicting,' he shrugged.
'Right. . .' Midori slowly replied, watching as Sunoo left the room, closing the door behind him.
She turned her attention to Sunghoon, a questioning look on her face.
'So?'
His lips pulled back into a small grin. 'I brought you something,' he said, the sound of a chain rattling as he showed her a necklace.
A thin silver chain with a crescent moon.
'It's pretty,' Midori commented with a breathless laugh, eyes trained on the silver chain in his hands. Her fingers made contact with the cold metal, heart warming at the sight of it.
Sunghoon pulled back, holding the necklace in a tight grip, eyes trained on her. Hesitantly, Midori retreated her hands, attention back at him.
'Turn around,' he ordered, eyes staring into hers.
Midori silently complied, moving her hair out of the way.
His fingers felt cold against her neck, heart beating hard against her chest, cold metal touching her skin, causing a wave of goosebumps to erupt. She could feel his clothed chest against her back, the air disappearing from her lungs and in less than a second, it was all gone again.
Once the necklace was on, the crescent moon resting against her skin, Midori turned around to face him, seeing the proud look in his eyes.
'Beautiful,' he commented, lips slightly parted at the sight of her.
She knew he was not talking about the necklace.
﹙★﹚
'Let's go, Midori!' Naito half-giggled, putting his hand out for hers to take.
He glanced at Sunoo, their eyes meeting for a split second. For the sake of keeping their relationship a secret, they had decided to not interact as much on camera. Of course, it hurt not to be able to express themselves as they wished to, but they knew it was for the best.
'Where are we going?' Midori asked, taking hold of his hand.
'I don't know━' Naito replied, swinging their hands like a little child. 'I want to get something for the train ride.'
'Sure,' Midori replied and dragged him towards the closest store.
'We have a shared credit card, right?' Naito asked, glancing down at Midori, eyes seeing the necklace. 'Oh?'
'What's that?' he asked, stopping dead in his tracks to get a better look at it.
Naito let go of her hand and took hold of the necklace, a small chuckle leaving his lips, almost as if he couldn't believe his own eyes. 'So he gave it to you. . .'
'Hm?' Midori responded in a questioning tone.
Naito only shook his head. 'Nothing, let's go!'
He took hold of her hand as the two began making their way towards the store.
'I trust that the others are going to buy lots of snacks,' Naito told her.
'Yeah, we don't have to buy a lot. . .' Midori said. 'We only have a set amount of money.'
'Not if we buy from your credit card,' Naito said.
'Why mine?'
'Because I bought last time,' Naito shrugged.
'Fair enough.'
﹙★﹚
'Guys, I've brought a speaker,' Jake said.
Naito inhaled a sharp breath. 'Here we go,' he muttered, plugging his earphones in and slumping down in his chair.
﹙★﹚
'So. . .' Midori trailed off, looking at the driver. 'How much would I need to pay you to get to drive the car?'
'Midori, stop, please,' Naito pleaded from the backseat.
'What?!' Midori asked. 'Let a woman drive if she wants to.'
'You'll get us all killed,' he hissed.
'What do you mean?! I got my license for a reason?!'
Naito turned his attention to the driver. 'Please don't let her drive.'
﹙★﹚
Much to Midori's dismay, she did not get to drive the car.
Walking down the street of the market, she found herself alone. Naito had sneaked off with Sunoo, trying to get some time with his lover. The rest of the boys somewhere else, buying groceries. Midori had asked for some alone time and the staff had been nice enough to give it to her, removing her microphone and the cameras.
Sometimes, she wished to just be human.
Her hands were clasped behind her back as she slowly walked through the market, eyes trained on the many products people were selling. The sun beat down onto the roof, a comfortable warmth.
'You know,' a voice spoke. 'It's not good for girls like you to wander alone.'
Head snapping towards the sound, Midori came face to face with another gir, equally as beautiful as herself ━ if not more. Like jewels on a sculpture, the girl's brown eyes of benevolence fit perfectly onto her Junoesque face, raven locks curled just below her jaw, high cheekbones with plump lips.
'Girls like me?' Midori asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
The girl smirked. 'Yes, pretty girls like you.'
'You should be careful as well then,' Midori replied, testing the waters.
'I know you,' she said. 'You're Midori from Enhypen, aren't you?'
Midori slowly nodded. 'I am, why?'
'Just wondering,' the girl replied, taking a step closer to Midori. 'I'm Nora.'
'Pleasure to meet you, Nora,' Midori nodded.
'The pleasure is all mine, Midori.'
'Say, Nora, is there a reason you're here and not with the boys? I'd assume most fangirls would want to be with them,' Midori mused.
Nora chuckled dryly. 'I prefer women. . . and I'm not really a fangirl.'
Midori raised her eyebrows in surprise. 'Is that so?' she drawled, knowing full well what Nora was implying.
'I heard you do as well,' Nora said.
'From who?'
A shrug lifted Nora's shoulders upwards. 'Words travel fast.'
'And you believe everything that goes into your little head?' Midori inquired, feigning interest.
'I believe what I want to believe,' Nora replied, never once wiping the smirk off her face.
This time, it was Midori's turn to chuckle.
'You're not filming with the rest of your group,' Nora observed.
'I wished for some time alone,' Midori responded.
'Do you want me to leave then?'
Midori took a moment to think about her answer. 'No, stay.'
'I wasn't planning on doing anything other than that,' Nora said.
'Are you a sasaeng, Nora?' Midori asked her.
'You're not this bold on camera,' she admitted, her smirk slowly turning into a grin.
'You never truly know a person,' Midori said, heaving in a heavy sigh, mind wandering to Hyunjin for a split second.
'I suppose not. . .' Nora trailed off. 'I'm not a sasaeng. I was here to buy vegetables for my grandmother. . . but it seems like something better caught my eye.'
'Oh yeah?'
'Yeah. Besides, it looks like you could use some company.'
'Company?'
'With another woman, that is. I'd assume you're tired of men after what happened with Hyunjin.'
'What kind of company are you implying, Nora?'
'What kind of company are you thinking about?'
Midori only hummed in reply before turning her attention back to the market.
She could feel Nora's eyes on her.
'Is your grandmother not waiting for you?' Midori asked her, eyes still trained elsewhere.
'I'm sure she can wait.'
'How long?'
'As long as you wish,' Nora replied.
A breathless chuckle left Midori's lips. She was treading dangerous waters with both Jungwon and Sunghoon in the picture. Ni-ki as well, but Midori was sure nothing would happen unless he matured himself. However, she had read the contract. Everything would be fine as long as Nora would sign an NDA.
'You're risking a lot just by talking to me,' Midori told her, turning her head to look at her.
'I know,' Nora nodded, staring back at her. 'I know the consequences.'
'And you decided that it was worth it?' Midori pressed.
'Why would it not be?'
Midori had no answer to that question.
'Because you could lose it all,' she managed to say.
'I'm okay with that.'
'For a simple girl like me?'
'For a girl like you.'
Midori shifted uncomfortable on her feet, she was not sure how to handle the whole situation.
'I can't, Nora,' Midori admitted when an idea hit her.
Taking hold of her purse, Midori took hold of her pen ━ that had been so conveniently placed there ━ and a piece of tissue paper. She pressed the tissue against her hand to create a flat surface before letting the ink stain the paper in numbers.
Nora was watching her every move, lips curling into a smile.
Once Midori finished, the put the pen back into her purse and handed the tissue to Nora.
'From a friend to a friend,' Midori said with a small smile.
Nora took hold of the tissue, glancing down at it and the numbers, Midori's phone number. 'No person with common sense would trust a stranger.'
'Then perhaps I am a fool,' Midori muttered.
Silence engulfed them, the only sound was their hearts beating. Midori studied her face, finding nothing but beauty. It had been a long time since she was with a woman, besides she could use some distraction.
'Nora!' A cranky voice called out.
Midori watched as Nora turned around, facing an elderly woman with a bright smile.
'Grandmother!' Nora beamed at her.
'You've been gone for hours!'
'My apologies,' Nora said. 'I was busy.'
'Busy?' Her grandmother scoffed before glancing at Midori. Slowly, her face lit up in realisation and a knowing smile spread on her lips. 'Busy, huh?'
'Busy. . .' Nora repeated slowly.
'Well? The soup won't make itself,' her grandmother said, hand curling itself around Nora's elbow.
'Uh━' Nora uttered, glancing back at Midori. 'I'm sorry.'
A small giggle left Midori's lips while she witnessed the scene unfold. 'Don't be.'
'Bye━' Nora managed to say before getting dragged away by her grandmother. She cast Midori an apologetic look before her vision got covered by other people.
'Who was that?' Jungwon's voice said from behind her.
Shocked, Midori whipped around to face him, eyes wide, she did not know he had been there. 'What?'
'The girl,' Jungwon said in a low mutter. 'The girl you've been talking to for the past twenty minutes.'
Midori swallowed the heavy lump in her throat, glancing over her shoulder at Nora's disappearing frame. 'I don't know.'