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“Han Sooyoung.”
The said woman shifted her attention towards the deep, manly voice that called out to her. Manager Han turned around to the tall man behind her with a smirk and pat his broad shoulders.
“It’s too late to back down anyway. Don’t worry, you’ll like him. Let’s hurry up before the last performance starts! It’s the only song he wrote and I ain’t missing it.”
Before the man could say anything, Han Sooyoung grabbed his hands with a devilish expression and yanked him towards the loud concert hall. The manager hummed in satisfaction when her friend gave in as she pulled the doors for VIP members and threw him in the seat, plopping by his right side in the darkness of the hall. When the man frowned and made himself comfortable in his reserved space, the lights suddenly lit up, painting the empty stage with different shades of red, which made the audience scream.
“AHH!”
“LOOK OVER HERE!”
“SALVATION-NIM!!”
“I LOVE YOU!”
“YOU’RE THE BEST!!”
Han Sooyoung proudly grinned and turned to look at her friend, who had his thick eyebrows stupidly creased as both of his veiny hands were cupping his ears.
“That’s my bestest squid, you bastard!” She declared happily and laughed out loud. She then rotated her body to aggressively wave at the stage. The man sent glares to his friend when he was forced to face back to the podium. He froze up upon seeing the most beautiful male idol ever.
The standing idol, nicknamed to be Salvation, was gifted with skin as pale and clear as snow, plump lips lively beaming. His thin eyebrows were resting just as his thick hair, the same color as his pupils, was gently floating, revealing his obsidian eyes that were blinking gracefully while his long lashes fluttered in the air. He twirled around the stage to smile playfully, yet lovingly at his fans, including his two special guests for tonight. He turned his gaze to his manager’s and guest’s place and waved back to the thrilled Han Sooyoung, grinning so widely to the point his straight, white teeth were revealed to everyone around them.
The sitting man’s heartbeat sped up, blush creeping behind his neck as his mouth turned downwards to hide his true emotions. Han Sooyoung beside him cringed, lowered her hand and started rating stylist - Yoo Sangah’s - work.
Salvation had a tight-fitting white turtleneck shirt beneath a simple hibiscus cardigan that covered his slim, slightly muscular body, along with black flare pants as the loose silver necklace, resting on his chest, had a small black onyx jewel, perfectly matching his sparkling eyes. He was also wearing a headband with small chili red demon horns, highlighting his entertained smirk. Out of nowhere, he raised his arm, wrist full of tiny, adorable accessories, and parted his lips.
“Incarnations! We meet today again! I’m your dearest Salvation and I’m glad to be the one closing this evening’s show!”
The crowd immediately started to yell and squeak in excitement, making the man’s scowl worse and glare at the audience. When he turned his gaze back to the stage, he caught Salvation staring at him. They locked their eyes before Salvation backed down with slightly pink ears and observed his fans.
“KYAA!!!”
“CAN I BE YOUR SPOUSE?!”
“SALVATION-NIM! YOU LOOK SO GORGEOUS!”
“I HAVE THAT CARDIGAN TOO!!”
The idol adorably giggled, his hand covering his mouth with flushed cheeks and closed eyes, earning another wave of high pitched noises from both fangirls and fanboys.
“Thank you so much, my loveliest Incarnations! Today’s last song will be the one I debuted with, the one I wrote years ago…Although I’m not proud of it myself, it was requested by my questionable manager…”
The fans laughed out loud along with Salvation as Han Sooyoung flipped her idol shamelessly and mouthed ‘fuck you’. The man closed his eyes and heeded to Salvation’s melodic chuckles, feeling more and more amazed as he kept on listening longer. Before he could stop himself, he heard his husky voice wording out his thoughts.
“Han Sooyoung, I want to accept this job offer.”