We get closer and closer, and not even a minute later we are standing just 20 meters away from the stage. With so many people around here, no one actually focuses on two random people with caps over their head each. We need to-
"That's a lot of people." Squirrely states as he eyes the crowd he has to speak in front. "I don't think I can do it." He says and starts to rub his sweaty palms on his thighs once again.
"Have you thought about what you're going to say??" I place my hands on each side of his shoulders in order to calm him down. His eyes keep going around like a racing car annoying the shit out of me.
"Y- yes but I don't think I can do it, I mean look at this crowd they- they are all gonna stare at me and they will think I'm trying to fool them, not to mention t-" He takes way to much when he is nervous. In order to stop him from rumbling on, I place both of my hands on each side of his cheeks, with the tips of my fingers on the side of his neck slowly sliding in between his hair. I squeeze his cheeks slightly together, before pulling him forward placing my lips directly on his.
My eyes close, as my lips move on his, brushing over them over and over again, letting me feel his dried ones confusedly trying to move. Is every first kiss this awkward?? When you don't know what exactly you are doing but still try to pull it off. His tensed body slowly lessens up, as his hands grip on my forearm looking for better support, before he probably loses it and just crumbles down.
After a few seconds, I pull away from him and look straight into his eyes, without even trying to move away.
"This is how a kiss feels." I whisper to him with a small smile on my face. He doesn't say anything, just stares at me still surprised by what just happened. "Don't think about the crowd too much, just do what you have to do. I know you can do this. Fighting." With that being said, he nods to himself and turns toward the stage. As he is walking toward the stairs that lead to the stage, he turns back looking at me with his fingers placed on his lips. I guess he is still processing what just happened.
He keeps looking backwards at my direction as his feet hit the first stair making him trip and fall forward. Damn, now he sure did make a fool out of himself. He picks himself up and focuses on the path in front of himself. Once he steps on the stage the MC cuts himself off and everyone's attention turns to Squirrely. He walks forward with a few heavy steps all until he reaches the mic stand. The MC backs away confusion written all over his face, as he exchanges a look with the backstage staff. Once Squirrely is standing in front of the mic stand, he clears his throat letting everyone hear it and even jumps up a bit himself, as the sound echoes out of the speaker. I press my lips together as I keep watching him awkwardly lean in closer to the mic.
"He- hello everyone." He gults down the saliva that build up in this short time and shortly after continues. "My- my name is Han Jisung and recently I have.. I have." He stops and looks around the crowd, his mouth opens but nothing comes out. Is he starting to panic?? Is he gonna have a panic attack?? Maybe I should pull him out of there. I'm about to make a step forward when I catch him turn his head toward me. He stares at me for a few seconds and then he brushes the tips of his fingers over his lips again.
"I was framed. Since I was a child my father physically abused me and after 9 years, he decided to put me in a mental hospital. After that a lot of things followed, for example I never went to high school or had any friends. My record in the hospital is faked just as my mental test report, but nobody ever bothered to look at them, since my father has always had a big political influence. One month ago two people kidnaped me from the hospital I was locked in and with their help, I managed to stop my addiction and get back to my senses, so I'm standing here today... with my legs trembling, in hopes I can show you that your president is not who you actually think he is, he is a fraud and a liar, and you can't let a person like him lead you."
He finishes and finally tears his eyes off me, before looking around the crowd that started to whisper intensively the moment he stopped talking. His head turns to me really quickly again and we just look at each other not knowing what to do now, since originally we had the recording of the presidents and directors conversation that would be our final proof.
Suddenly an annoying sound echoes through the speakers, signaling everyone that someone is going to speak through the mic.
"How could you be so irresponsible to let some crazy bitch take that bastard out of the hospital. I paid you to keep him in here not letting him feel the wind ever again in his life. That bastard doesn't deserve to even smile. HOW DARE YOU MAKE SUCH A RECKLESS MISTAKE!! I took care of every detail, even faked his illness in front of the entire country and you let him disappear overnight. HOW DID SHE EVEN KNOW THE CODE FOR HIS ROOM!!"Â Wait a second... I know this. Who- Where?? I look around around but I can't find anyone familiar.
"I truly don't know sir, but I assure you the police is going to find him soon. They have a lead on someone who might have helped them with the entre th-"
"If the police finds him first, I swear I will make sure you live on the streets for the rest of your life. Now tell me, what is the chance for them actually succeeding in breaking his addiction??"
"There is a bigger chance of him dying in the process than them succeeding sir. Since he has been taking the drug for years and not to mention his mental state that is in the worst possible condition. I can almost assure you that he is not going to make it sir."
"You better pray to god he doesn't."
The recording finally ends and the whispers that are now circling around can't even compare to the previous ones. I quickly wave my hand at Squirrely with a big smile on my face, he gladly returned it before his face goes completely dark. His finger points somewhere behind me making me look at him confusedly, before I turn my body around to look behind me myself.
"You bitch!!" The moment my body turns around my eyes land on a middle aged man in a suit. He is looking down at me in digus, and his hand is already raised up ready to hit me direct on my cheek. Don't tell me this is his father. Squirrely must have earned his handsome geens from his mother if this old wreck is his father. Just when I finish my conclusion about who Squirrely definitely is not alike with, the old man's hand swings through the air and I already prepare myself for the pain I can't escape from. Seconds go by and I realize that nothing has touched my cheek yet.
"Who are you now!!" The same old voice from before speaks up again, making me open my eyes and see a strong body figure on my left. I look up. and see my handsome best friend holding the president's hand that was about to hit me. He has his signature deadly aura around him, and his eyes are sharper than glass as he is looking straight into the old man's eyes. I just stare up at him, realizing how much I actually missed this dimwit over the last two days.
"Lee Minho, or in other words one quarter of your ticket to jail." He says with a nasty smirk on his face, and right after the police arrives on the plaza. They get closer to us and seconds later arrest the president, who is violently trying to talk his way out of the trouble he is in. Without even paying any attention to his screams and useless excuses, I turn to my left and take Minho into a tight hug.
"Oh my god, I was so worried." I say as my hands wrap around his neck even tighter, and I feel his hands travel down my waist and hug me back. "Where did you sleep?? What did you even eat?? You didn't get hurt right??" I pull away and look him up and down all the way from his heels to the tips of his hair. He just smiles at me and lets out a small giggle before answering all of my questions.
"Well that is nice to hear, now I know that even if you spend 2 days with the love of your life you still won't forget me. And to answer all of your questions. I slept in our apartment, is a mess to be honest they did a really good job in finding nothing." He chuckles again. "I ate a lot since the money was with me, and while I was at it, I figured out you will be exactly here exactly now so I decided to come here today and find you guys. Oh and of course nobody hurt me, you know I'm as strong as a rock." He pats his clothed toned stomach with a small smile still playing on his lips. "Now where is my boy." He turns his body toward the stage only to see Squirrely already standing behind him with a big smile on his face.
"Good to see you again hyung." Squirrely greets him and right after gives him a small hug for a welcome back.
"Nice speech." Minho comments.
"Really?? Thank god I have been repeating those words inside my head for days now and my legs are shaking so badly right now too I have no idea what happened I just kept looking at Jieun and speake like I was a broken plate." Well I didn't know he has been preparing for this day so intensely. But yeh, I have to admit that it was quite amazing to see him keep his voice calm and clear despite his social anxiety. He would be a good raper tho, how did he not run out of breath just now??
"How did you get the recording, did you go back to the house??" I ask MInho out of curiosity
"Wait you forgot the original recording at home?!" He looks at me with a surprised expression suddenly making me embarrassed because now when I think about it, I took clothes for us but I didn't take the USB which is really stupid. I just awkwardly nod while he just bursts out laughing like a madman.
"Well I shouldn't be surprised, you are stupid after all." We all just laugh at his comment since I can't really deny it this time.
As we are cracking up someone from behind interrupts us making all of our attention turn to the young police woman.
"Excuse me miss Min, there is a call for you." She says and hands me a cell phone. I confusedly take the phone from her hand, and put it up to my ear with curiosity overwhelming me.
"Hello??"
"You better get me out of jail in the next 30 minutes, or else we are going to have a big problem." Wait a minute.... my eyes widen as I his his voice comes through the phones speaker. I look back at Squirrely and Minho who are waiting for me to explain.
"WE FORGOT SEUNGMIN!!
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