Who Knows: Chapter 8

– DongHo’s POV –

After I hung up on the phone conversation with Amy earlier, I immidiately changed my clothes into something decent, something normal. I took fifteen minutes just to find the right clothes. Hopefully no one will reconize me and I can safely go to Amy’s house and comeback here without anyone knowing but just the two of us. Wow that sounds special. I carefully turn unlocked my room’s door. Stuck my head out to see if anyone was there. KiBum hyung was still in his room and its clear. No one was around. I turned on the TV but lower the volume so it sounds like I’m home and so that I wont woke KiBum hyung up. Then, I slowly walked to the front door, turned the door knob and again stuck my head out to search the hallway. No one is there. I can make my way out now. I walked myself to the lif and to the ground floor and now I safely made my escape out of the building. Cap down, mask on, hands crossed. Check! I’m all set. I made my way to Amy’s house with her address written on my hand. I hope I wont get lost. Its afternoon and its cold today. I tried to hide my face from teenage girls into thinking they could be my fans. I walked fastly to reach Amy’s house faster.

While I was walking, I feel like someone was following me from the back. Holding my hat, I carefully took a peek on the people behind me. Girls. Oh shit, did they found out who I am? I walked even faster and thought they’d go away. But no, they were walking almost the same speed as I am. What should I do. I didnt think much and when I knew I was close, I ran. With me running, I think I made it obvious for the girls to actually figure out who I was. Thankfully, I was finally 10 steps away from her house. I double checked her address and I was right. With the girls still following me – I know because I can hear phone’s camera’s flashes behind me – I walked immidiately into her lane and knock on her door for like a thousand of times. I was sweating because of running earlier. I didnt dare to look back just incase they’d found out who I was. The door was finally opened and there she is, Amy. With her angelic smile. I’m at the right house!
“Oh. Annyeonghaseyo,” Amy greeted me. I looked down immidiately not knowing what to do. I dont want her to reconize me. “Wait a minute okay. I’ll go get your jacket. Sorry I left it in the kitchen.” I just nod in response. Then she went back inside the house. At that time, my head suddenly feels heavy. I couldnt control it, it was too heavy even for me to handle. I guess that’s the running’s effect for a sick person like me. The painkiller worned off. I felt like I was about to fall and I grabbed the door frame for support. I hit my head with my free hand, my purpose was to make the headache go away but that didnt work at all. I couldnt help it, I cant lift myself up anymore and eventually everything turned black. But before that I heard a scream. From Amy’s mouth, “DongHo ya!”

The next thing I knew was, I was on a lying comfortably on a bed. Damn, was I dreaming this time? But when I fully opened my eyes, I was in an unfirmiliar room. I sat down so suddenly and felt my head was kicking me back to the pillow. Where am I? I just decided to lie down and close my eyes. Maybe this is a dream. Just then, I heard footsteps. I didnt care. Then, I felt a hand on my forehead. A real life warm human hand. That shocked me that I opened my eyes and turned my head to see who it was. Amy. There, I realise my cap and my mask wasnt on anymore. My identity is revealed.

– Amy’s POV –

I waited for DongHo in the living room. Then, went to the kitchen to make some coffee for me. A good day for a little warm coffee. His jacket still hanging on my left arm. I set it down on the oven and made my coffee. Right on time when my coffee was made, there was a knock on my door. DongHo, he’s here. I knew it was him because people who knows my house would probably use the bell. I put my coffee down and made my way to the front door. I opened all three locks and turned the door knob.

There is a person with a possibly ripped style black cap, wearing a black jacket and blue jeans. At one second, I thought he was someone else. Couldnt possibly be DongHo. I was wrong then. DongHo would possibly come with his manager or the U-KISS members in a van which can make U-KISS fans burn my house down. Oh well, glad its not him.
“Oh. Annyeonghaseyo.” I greet him. He wouldnt get his head up. I think he’s cold considering the jacket he’s wearing is not thick enough for a walk in this weather. Oh yes, his jacket! Where is it? I stupidly searched around me into thinking it was there. Oh God, I left it in the kitchen. This is so embarassing.
“Wait a minute okay. I’ll go get your jacket. Sorry I left it in the kitchen.” I waited for his response and he noded. I hurry to the kitchen and took his jacket. I brought my coffee too, I was thinking to offer it to him since he’s cold. Well, at least thats how he looks like. I hope he’s a coffee fan. When I got back to the front door, he was leaning on the frame on my door and looks like he was about to fall which he eventually did. “DongHo ya!” his name came out from my mouth and I dont know why. I hope he didnt hear me said that, that’d be embarassing. I ran to him hoping to catch him but he already fell. I spilled my coffee a little on the floor. Then, I put both DongHo’s jacket and the coffee to the nearest table and helped the guy get up.

I ran to him and shook his body. He didnt respond. Then, I opened his cap. Oh my God. It’s DongHo. I rubbed my eyes checking that I wasnt daydreaming. This is serious matter. I looked back at his face and it was him, its Shin DongHo. Why on earth is he alone? More importantly, what am I supposed to do now? I cant just possibly leave him there. The neighbours might think I killed a boy. I looked outside and no one was there.

I quickly pulled his body in by his arms. What should I do now? I tapped his face several times but he’s still not waking up. Gosh, he’s sweating. Was he chased on his way here? I’m dead if people found out about this. I gave all my will to lift him up by his sweaty armpit and dragged him to the extra bedroom next to the kitchen. I dont have that much muscle to bring him all the way up to my room. I dragged him letting his butt and legs sweeping the floor. Mianhae DongHo. I finally reached the bedroom and gave all the energy I have in my body to lift him up on the bed. He’s still not waking up. He wasnt that heavy, I was just weak and lost alot of energy because I was in a panic mode. Then I switched on both the fan and the air-conditioner. Then I looked at him. He was sweating. His hair is soaking wet. I got out of the room, took small towels and a pour a warm water inside a bucket. I went back in the room and he was still not responding. I opened his face mask and then wiped his face with the wet warm towel. Finished, what should I do now? I’m not good with nursing people. Espicially a boy, its awkward. Should I open up his jacket too? He seems to be sweating everywhere. I thought it was pretty cold today. I put the wet towel away and took one step to my left. I bend my body down and open the zipper of his jacket hoping he wouldnt wake up. It’d be a wrong timing. I managed to unzip his jacket all the way down and thank God he was wearing something inside. With him not responding, I left him in the room and decided to put on my cooking skills and cook him a decent chicken soup. I hope I’m good enough.

I left the room and went to the kitchen. Got my apron on, took some ingredients, lit the stove and I’m ready to cook. Then, my phone rang. Caller ID: Heenim oppa. I answered his call while cooking.
“Ne Heenim oppa?”
“Are you home already?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Mom just called. She said she’ll be at Daegu for the day with dad. They’re coming home tomorrow afternoon. And I’m staying at my friends, fixing some parts of a car. You can stay at you friend’s if you want. You’ll be home alone.” That statement made me widen my eyes. I was a little relieved that no one is gonna be home and see a random boy – I mean an idol – in the house lying on the bed. But thats the problem. I’m home alone with an idol who I dont even know much about. Crazy.
“Alright. I’ll think about it. Thanks.” We both said goodbye and hung up. What a situation. I left the soup on the stove and let it heat for a while and went to check on DongHo.

I went back to the room and nervously put the palm of my hand on his forehead to feel his temperature. Suprisingly, with just a little touch. His eyes opened. He looked at me like I’m not human. I just smiled to tell him that I am human.
“DongHo ya, you’re up. Thank God. I was getting worried.” When I spoke, the ‘look’ he had on me earlier fade away and looked a little relaxed. Maybe knowing that I talk the same language and believed that I’m a human just like him.
“Oh. Thank you.” He said and looked around from side to side, still lying down. “But. Where am I?”
“You’re in my house. I dont know what happened but when I was taking your jacket and went back to the front door, you were lying down. I think you fainted.” The last sentance was obviously stupid. I was nervous. I didnt know what to say.
He let out a little “Oh” and covered his face.
“Are you.. okay? I made you soup if you want.” I smiled. He immidiately looked at me and stare like he’s hungry for some food. With wide-eyes I thought, ‘Alright, I’ll go get the food. Dont eat me already’

Who Knows: Chapter 7

ahh. finally posting this. ;D in order to make up my mistake(?) for being MIA and the short story on
chapter 6. i made a long one (i think?) for chapter 7. ;p HEHEHE. enjoy~

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– DongHo’s POV –

“Hello?” He answered his phone call, “JongGun speaking”
“JongGun hyung! It’s DongHo,” I tried to sound heavenly.
“DongHo-yah! My pabo friend. Just kidding, dude, whats up?” His usual calm voice responded.
“Just wondering”, I paused. And then gulped, “Do you have Amy’s phone number?” I nervously asked. JongGun is my friend. One of my closest friend I have in school. He’s a jock and I think he’s got every girl in that school’s phone number. And since Amy is like the president of the girls student, there’s no doubt he doesnt have her number. Let’s just say he randomly comes to my mind when I think about the girls from my school. We became friends the 4th times I came to school last year. We were assigened for a school project and since I have a busy schedule of being an idol, I couldnt do much. So he offers to do everything and he doesnt even mind. Not even a bit. A great buddy huh?
“Amy,” he paused. Possibly thinking. “Oh her. Eun Mi. Yep, I do.”
“Yep her.” I said confidently although I have no idea her Korean name is Eun Mi. “Can I have it?” And again, nervous.
“Sure. I’ll text you up bro,” he’s so calm. And thank God, no questions.
“Alright! Thanks hyung! You’re the man!”
“Wait,” he suddenly said. I spoke too soon, there are questions. “Why? Not to be busybody though. I dont mind giving her your number. But seriously man, I’m outdated.”
I gave out a little laugh. “Nothing.” Nervously speaking, even the phone is shaking. “I left something with her”
“Alright. Gotta go now. Will text you her number” He hung up. Must be busy.

In less then 10 seconds there’s a text message on my phone of Amy’s phone number and a little text saying ‘Here you go~ DongHo-ah, tell me what happened, you know. Hehehe’
I searched for a pen and paper to copy her phone number. Copied to a piece of paper, then back to my phone. I still dont know how to do copy-pasting.

Inhale and exhale. Alright DongHo, you’re ready to do this. Call her.
I double checked the number I copied earlier and click….. dail.
Dailing……………..
“Hello? (Yeobsaeyo?)” A cute jumpy voice answered. I dont know how to answer. I’ve already melted by her voice.
“I….. I……”

– Amy’s POV –

“Ah, I dont care about your boyband business,” I go back and sat at the edge of my bed as if I dont know anything.
I stare into thin air and thought back. That girl, the atmosphere, the weather and the description looks really…… like the other day.
And suddenly the song of f(x)’s Chu~ startled me. My ringtone. Both HaNeul and I are startled. I searched for my phone around my bed and it is nowhere to be found. HaNeul then handed out my phone which she got somewhere around the computer and gave it to me. “No name. Unknown Number?,” she informed me.
“Thanks.” I took my phone out of her hands and looked at the caller ID. “Wonder who it is.”

I clear my throat and answered the call, “Hello?~” OMO, my voice changed.
No one answered and when I was to ask another question. There is a voice of a guy
“I….. I…… (Cheoneun…… Cheoneun……)”
“Oh. Annyeonghaseyo. Uh. Who is this?”
“I….. I…..”
Is he nervous or someone is pranking me. “Is this a prank call? I dont like something like this. I’m hanging up”
“Wait wait wait!” He finally spoke, “Mianhae.”
“Oh. Its alright.” I dont know what else to say.
“Is this Amy?”
“Yep. Amy speaking”
“I’m just wondering. Is my….” there was a pause, “Is my jacket….. still with you?”
“Jacket?” Then it crossed my mind. It was that guy under the rain. That ‘possibly’ U-KISS member. “Oh yes. Its your’s?”
“Yes” Thats when it strucked me. The only U-KISS member that goes to the same school as I do. U-KISS’ maknae, Shin DongHo.
“Uh. Hello?” He confusedly asked because I suddenly went silent.
“Ah yes. I’m still here,” I tried to sound unsuspicious.
“Can I possibly have it back? I left something in there. You can keep the jacket if you want,” he let out a little nervous laugh.

– Normal POV –

HaNeul was still looking at the photos of the girl on the internet.
“Oh sure. I’ll give you my address. But when are you getting it?” Amy said on the other hand. HaNeul took a look at her wondering ‘Is someone coming over?’ Then back to the computer’s screen.
DongHo on the other side of the phone answered, “Today? Something important came up and I need it right away. It wont take long. About 3 minutes is enough I guess”
“Sure” Amy thought he really needed it and couldnt deny it as DongHo already helped her the other day. They both then hung up and Amy texted DongHo her home address. She eventually forgot one important thing. The person she invited is U-KISS’ DongHo and a hardcore U-KISS fan was sitting infront of her and doesnt even know that the person in the photos they saw earlier was actually her own best friend in the same room and a member of her favourite korean boyband.

“So who called?” HaNeul turned around to Amy and asked with a strong stare. Amy gulped and felt rather nervous to answer. HaNeul was staring at her, waiting for an answer. There, Amy finally realised of who she was inviting and who was in the room.
‘OH SHOOT’ she thought. “Uh. My friend.” Amy obviously lied, “Sorry HaNeul. I’m gonna go out with hi– one of my friends today. I forgot that h– she was coming. Do you mind? I hope its alright.” That was the excuse. Amy was too nervous and had to think of an excuse in a short time.
“Ah,” HaNeul was buying it, believing Amy’s words, “No no. Its alright. I can come again soon right?” She asked again, about to pack her stuffs.
“Y-yeah. Sure. Just give me a call,” Amy gave out a nervous laugh. “Sorry again HaNeul. I should’ve remembered”
“Its okay Amy. Things happen and you certainly are a forgetful person,” HaNeul gave out a laugh, “Alright. I’ll call my driver first. He’ll be here in a sec”
“I’ll walk you to the door” Amy jumped out of bed and walked HaNeul to the front door. They sat at the outside bench waiting for HaNeul’s driver. A few minutes later, the driver finally came and HaNeul went home. Amy gave out a sigh in relief. She felt bad for lying to her own bestfriend but she had to do it. She’s gonna get killed if HaNeul knows. Amy was not ready to tell the truth.

Amy walked back up to her room and cleaned up the mess in her room and took the jacket.
DongHo, on the other hand, changed his clother for something casual and un-celebrity like. A cap, a mask on, a jacket, a pair of jeans and he’s all set.

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forgive me for any mistakes. wrote it in a hurry, well, sort off. ;p

Who Knows: Chapter 6

sorry you waited for so long. or you didnt? LOL. ;p ignore me.

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– Amy’s POV –

Walking home again today. My brother called just now and told me he couldn’t pick me up and is really upset about it. Today’s weather is good so I let him off-the-hook today. I walked home using the route I used yesterday. I didn’t get a chance to clearly see the place I hid yesterday since it was dark. I’ve been walking through here for thousands of times and I still don’t know the places. The place I hid yesterday with him, it was waaaaay at the back. Why would he take me so far at the back when there’s like alot of roofs here. I was running to get away from the rain and go back home quickly. I wonder why.

Then, I went straight back home and my phone rang again; HaNeul.
“Hello,” my innocent voice answered.
“Hi Amy!” again with the hight pitch, “You home? I’m bored. Let’s hangout at your place”
“Yep. I just got home. Come on here then.”
She agrees and hung up. I went to my room and changed my attire.

Ding Dong! HaNeul is here!
“Hey! Come on in,” I welcomed her as if she never came into my house.
“Thanks,” she gave me a slight smile with her eyes, “No one’s home?”
Oh yeah, I just realized that. No one was home. I just responded like I knew what was going on.
“Let’s go upstairs,” she insisted instead of me telling her to do so. She made her way to the second floor with me following behind her.

We entered my room and she immediately lie on my bed. I sat nicely at the edge of my bed.
“So, what makes you here?”
“I’m bored. Got nothing to do. Is it a crime for me to hang out with a bestfriend of mine?”
I forced a laugh. Then, I went down to get drinks for us and when I got back up, as guessed, there she is; infront of my laptop. Dangling to search for the Forum on her precious Korean Boy Bands. Its not that I don’t like them, I do. But not so much. As for boybands, I adore SHINee. HaNeul likes U-KISS and SS501; her favorite members? The siblings from both groups. Kim KiBum and Kim HyungJun.

I set the drinks on the empty table beside my bed and sat on the edge of my bed, silent. Daydreaming probably which made HaNeul eventually turned around and looked at me.
“Why are you not talking?” she asked. Scared. HaNeul is easily scared of things like that. She doesn’t like silence, at all. She’s experiencing this sort of trauma that I’ll hardly understand.
“Oh sorry. I got spaced out. What are you surfing?” Why is that even a question?
“Oh you know. Something you’re not interested in,” that statement made me sigh so hard that I push myself backwards and lie for a short moment. My feet tangling on the floor and half of my body lying down on my bed.

Few minutes after that, when I was finally relaxed,
“OH! MY GOD!” HaNeul said, well, yelled.
“What? What? What?!” I cant help but panic as well. I got off bed and stood up and see what’s up. Without me asking, she pointed at the screen and there was a headline ‘Unknown so-called-U-KISS member rumored to be seen with a girl running under the rain’
I read the article with the points “white van”, “school girl” and “backpack” with additional photos as proof got me thinking. Now, its my turn to go “Oh my God”

– DongHo’s POV –

“DongHo-ah, hurry up,” manager hyung yelled.
“Ah,” What should I do?! “Hyung, I can’t find it. You go and I’ll text you later if I found it”
“Arasso. I’ll go. Take care of yourself.”
“Ne. Bye hyung” And right when he closes the door, I start panicking. If its in my jacket, then it must be with Amy. I’m not even ready to meet her. What should I do?

Can’t manager hyung just call the school and take it? Is it that hard? Just then he called,
“DongHo!”
“Chill hyung. My phone is next to my ear. I’m not on speaker. Speak normally.”
“Ah, sorry. Found your timetable?”
“Ah,” I paused, “I… kinda lost it.”
“You what? How? Where?”
“I don’t know. I don’t remember.”
“Ah, you must be tired. Go rest and find it later. It must be there somewhere.”
“But hyung, cant you just contact the school? I’m not sure if I have it.”
“I cant. The other member are still having schedules, I have to be there. I cant make time, its hard. Your schedule is all packed up. Go have a rest first.”
“Arasso hyung.”

We both hung up. What should I do now? I have no other choice. I have to get it from Amy. But how?

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okay. its short. sorry. ;p working on it! HEHEHE.

Who Knows: Chapter 5

i’ve been writing my fics on my blog before. now, i think i’m gonna continue to write them here. 😀 hehehe. so yes, this is chapter 5. if you’re looking for the other chapter, its on my blog or you can click these links: Foreword | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 |Chapter 4. 😀

as said before. im a beginner, so dont expect very high standard of stories from me… yet. LOL. ;p i hope you enjoy reading them anyway. 😀

oh yes, also note that most of the stuffs that is happening in this fic and the places/location are not real and are made. im not Korean nor do i live in Seoul, so i dont know the places. and i dont keep up with U-KISS’ schedule that much and i have to make something up in order to fit in with the story. 😀

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– Normal POV –

The members panicked after DongHo suddenly closes his eyes and is not opening them again. They tried to wake him up by shaking his body, tapping his cheeks and alot more. But no response from the maknae. Their manager then quickly called the production team of “Rising Idol” and told them that DongHo couldn’t make it because of health emergency. The production team excused DongHo and asked him to come back for filming the next day instead. The other U-KISS members continued their schedule and DongHo was sent home to his house.

The next day, DongHo finally woke up when his mother was in the kitchen bringing food for him.

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– DongHo’s POV –

Was it all a dream? I didn’t actually met her? Those questions, is burning my brain.

“Oh, DongHo yah. You finally woke up. Here, eat some soup. I made this for you. Its still hot. Careful,” umma said as she handed me a spoon-full of soup. I carefully blew it so it gets a little cold. I opened up my mouth and took a sip. Then there was a voice from below, “We’re here!” Let me guess, Xander hyung. The U-KISS members are here.
“DongHo’s room!” mom yelled back. I could hear footsteps and laughter from downstairs. Typical U-KISS members.
“DongHo yah~ How’s our maknae doing?” Soohyun hyung said.
“Thanks for coming guys. I’m doing alright,” I lied. My head was still spinning.
“What happened last night?” I asked.
“You should be telling us,” KiSeop hyung seriously answered. Xander continued, “Yeah, what happened. When you enter the car, you just fainted. We were panicking you know?”
I was suprised myself as the other members were. So, it wasn’t a dream. It was real, I met her. I met Amy!

“I had no idea what happened either,” I paused, “So, I wasn’t dreaming?”
“Of course not,” Kevin hyung said, rubbing my hair. I gave him a sharp glare and he turned around immediately.
“Arasso. What do we have today?”
Manager hyung then came in out of nowhere, “You’re supposed to film for ‘Rising Idol’ today as you missed yesterday’s because you didn’t wake up and your body’s temperature rose,” that statement made me put my hand on my forehead and he was right, its burning hot. I’m sick.
“And you are supposed to be schooling today too. But you’re still sick so there’s an excuse. We’ll take you to the hospital first before you can continue your schedule. We’ll be recording new songs for your comeback soon too”
What a whole load of words that made my spinning head spins even harder. School, yes school! Amy! God, I can’t, I’m still dizzy.

“Ah~” I felt as if I was releasing a silent anger, “Let’s go.” I stretched a little before going downstairs. I hugged my umma and went inside the car. Our first stop would be to the hospital. I had a quick check up and ate some painkillers and then went for schedule. I was filming ‘Raising Idol’ first with my English teacher, Remi. After that, we went to our next location, photoshoot for our variety show ‘U-KISS Vampire’

Thats all the schedule for me today. I went back to the dorm with manager hyung and KiBum hyung while the other members have their individual schedule to complete. As soon as I get my butt comfortably on the couch,
“What’s your first class tomorrow DongHo,” manager hyung immediately asked.
“Argh,” I whined, “I don’t know”
“Where’s your class timetable? Check it there”
“But hyung, I just get to sit”
“DongHo, I need to go and I need to get your schedule arranged. You were the one who wanted the paper yesterday and never gave back”
“Aish,” Too lazy to think or say anything else, I stood up and went to my room and opened my backpack and searched for the timetable. Its not there, where is it?! And then, it struct me. Its…. in the jacket!

– Amy’s POV –

Its morning and I woke up myself. My mom was pretty much surprised that I woke up by myself that morning and asked if I was even feeling well. Haha, funny. Well, I’ve gotta learn somehow to get up by myself. I showered and did my morning duties. Then, I went downstairs to eat my breakfast. Heenim oppa was there too, eating his breakfast. We didn’t talk at all because of the incident last night. Then, he sent me to school. Still silent at the car. He stopped infront of the school’s waiting place. When I was about to open the door he finally said,
“Yah~ Kim EunMi,” there was a short pause, “Mianhae, about yesterday. I did remember to pick you up. But I,” he paused again and sighed, “I fell asleep. Mianhae”
I was being ignorant and said, “Oh, yeah sure. Don’t forget to pick me up later.” Was I too rude?
“Okay! Promise!” He and his eyesmile replied to me.

When I got out of the car and walked down the hallway, thats when I remembered about the jacket. I left it at home. I wonder who the owner is. I am already at school and I can’t possibly go back home just to take the jacket. Now, I hope the person won’t be schooling today because I’d feel really guilty about it. He helped me alot and I forgot to bring his jacket and return it back to him. Throughout hours of lessons, no one came to me to claim their jacket which was a relief. But I’m still curious to know who it was.

When it was time to go back home. I waited for my oppa at the school gate. Then, my phone vibrated on my front pocket. Unknown caller ID. I wonder who it is?

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ahh. there you go. chapter 5. 😀 I dont know if i used the “Point of Views (POV)” correctly. please tell me if its not. ;S im not sure about how to use them. UGH. alriight. happy reading! ^^