They were different (F)
Genere: Fluff
WC: 2334
Muse: Chunji of Teen Top
TW: Agender-phobia
A/N: Bold is English and not bold is Korean (?) Thanks, guys!!
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They were different
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My heart raced. I was going to finally meet my idols. As I drew closer, the more my heart pounded in my chest, and the more my nerves grew,
‘What if they don’t like me?’ I thought to myself. ‘What if they think I’m weird or they won’t accept me for who I am?’
“Next!” I heard one of the workers shout. I kneeled down and came face to face with CAP, the leader.
“Hi! I’m CAP, nice to meet you. Please support Teen Top and treat us well.” He kindly smiles. The translator behind him repeating after him in my language.
“Hi! Please accept this gift, and I hope you and the members keep on being happy and healthy! Please continue to lead Teen Top as you normally would.” CAP smiled at what the translator was telling him.
“Who do you like the most of all of us?” He asked. I scratched the back of my head.
“What a weird question.” I saw him laugh.
“I’m just curious on which one of us is lucky enough to be loved by such a beautiful girl.” I blushed at the words.
“A-actually I’m not a girl, nor a boy.”
“Are you agender? Sorry, I’m talking out of order, but I explain to him so that he understands.” The translator asked me. I nodded my head. She explained my situation to him.
“Ah, I’m so sorry. It’s my mistake. What member is lucky enough to have a beautiful and kind person stan them?”
“If I tell you, you will be sad.”
“I promise that I won’t be sad since I know your love will be in good hands, some more than others.” He joked.
“Then, it’s Chunji.” He looked down to the end of the line of his members, to only glance at the man at the very end laughing with a fan.
“Ah, of course. No one can resist his charms. HE is a very good person to entrust your heart with.”
“Thank you, CAP.” He nodded and I moved onto the next person. “Hi, Niel!”
“Hello!” He gave me the biggest and kindest greeting.
“Ah~, how are you so cute and manly at the same time?” He blushed when his translator finished.
“I’m not cute. I’m manly, and will protect the heart I stole from you!” He winked. I laughed.
“Anyways, please accept this gift!” I handed him the stuff that I had brought for him.
“Ah~ this is so cute and thoughtful! Thank you!” He smiled. “I must be your favorite, huh?” He teased. I looked at the translator. Even she felt embarrassed.
“Actually, no, you’re not my favorite member. I’m sorry Niel.”
“What? How?”
“My heart lies with another member.”
“May I ask who?”
“Chunji.”
“Ah, yes. He is quite the charmer, I’m jealous. So what’s your name? I heard from earlier that you’re not a boy or a girl.”
“Ah, my name is Jae.”
“I think that fits you quite well. Did you choose it?” I nodded. “You did a very good job on choosing your name.”
“Thank you.”
“Unfortunately, our time has been cut short, but let me write you this.” He took out a sticky note, and wrote something, with the help of the translator He gave the note to me and said goodbye. I looked at the note he gave me whilst waiting for Changjo to finish up.
‘Don’t ever worry. Also, I came up with a shape name for you and Chunji, Chae.I hope you like it! Chae fighting!
-Niel’
I internally died at it. Niel was so sweet that I might actually get a sugar high. Changjo then motioned for me to come over to him.
“Hello!” He smiled.
“Hi, Changjo!”
“How are you? Did you have to wait long?”
“No, I’m fine. That wasn’t the longest I’ve ever waited.”
“Really? I guess that’s okay, but I hope you are well.”
“I am, I promise Please accept this gift. I worked really hard to make it.” I handed him the CD. It was a compilation of all of his favorite songs, and some that he’d enjoy.
“Whoah, this is so cool! I must be your favorite for you to put this much time and effort into a gift!”
“You’re not my favorite member, but you are my favorite son.”
“If I’m you’re favorite son, then who’s the father?”
“Mmm, I’ll give you a hint. He’s in this group, he’s my ultimate bias, and arguably had it the worst in ‘Supa Luv’.”
“Chunji?” I nodded. “Wow, I’m really good. Is there anyone else who’s your son in this band?”
“Ricky.”
“Ah, of course, the fake maknae. But why did Chanhee have to be our dad?” I shrugged. “Well, our time has ended. I’ll listen to this well.” He lightly shook the disk in his hand. “Thank you for the disk, and take care, Mom.” I blushed and hid my face in my hands. I heard him laugh, as someone softly touched my hands, slowly opening them.
“Don’t be shy, it’s just me.” Ricky smiled.
“Yo, fake maknae, stop flirting with our mom!” Changjo butted in.
“Mom?” Changjo explained the whole thing to him. “Ah, so Chunji is our dad!”
“What?” Chunji looked over at us. I immediately turned red and hid my face in my hands.
“Nothing.” He smiled. Chunji turned away. “Wow, Mom, you get really flustered easily. Like, every time I turn to see you, you’re hiding in your hands! You’re really red this time! Is it because of Chunji? Wow, you must really like him! I hope I’ll get a girlfriend who likes me as much as you like Chunji, or who’s as cute as you. I have a really cute mom!”
“S-stop, I-I’m not cute.”
“Mom, you’re totally cute!”
“N-no, anyway, I brought you something. Please accept it and use it well.” I have him a stuffed boo dog and a bunch of face masks.
“Wow~! Thank you, mom! How did you know that I needed face masks?”
“In your live stream a few days ago you said that you would get some soon, but I hope these will do.”
“No, these are perfect. Thanks! These will last me a long time! Thank you, I will use them well!”
“I hope you like them.”
“I love them!” Ricky exclaimed. I smiled. Ricky saw Chunji wave goodbye to a fan and looked at the crowd. “Go to him, Mom.”
“Goodbye, my son.”
“Bye Mom.” We laughed as I tried to scoot over to face the man that has been encouraging me to keep going for who knows how long.
“Hi!” He greeted me.
“H-hello.” I shyly say. My whole face was going red.
“No need to be shy!” He laughed. I smiled not making eye contact. He took both of my hands into his I actually thought that I was about to pass out. Until the translator cleared her throat. I quickly retracted my hands.
“Uh, p-please accept this gift.” I stuttered.
“Wow~! Thank you so much! Why is it heavy though?” He asked, and opened the bag I gave him. His eyes widen at all the stuff inside. “Snacks? Facemask? Everything I need in one bag!”
“Chunji, with that many face masks, you won’t need to buy any for a whole year or so!” Ricky commented. “You must be really lucky to have them as a fan.”
“I am, this is way too much, I can’t take all of this.”
“No, take it. My family is in the beauty business so I can get a lot of this for the manufactured price.” I reassured him. He looked at me.
“What can I do to repay you?”
“Well, can you possibly write something encouraging? I’ve been going through a rough time lately.”
“Of course! What’s your name?”
“Jae.”
“Ah, that’s a nice name, did your parents pick it out?”
“No, I did.”
“Wow, that’s cool. Why did you change your name, if you don’t mind me asking.”
“Not at all,” I took a deep breath. “I’m agender, meaning that I don’t identify as a girl or a boy. I changed my name because I wasn’t comfortable with my old name. I named myself after Jae from Day6 because I Iook up to him a lot as a musician.” The translator looked at me with a horrified expression on her face.
“Your kind isn’t welcomed here you freak. Get out.” The translator said with so much venom dripping from each letter, that a snake would be jealous.
Though, it was enough to put me in tears as I got up and ran out of the building. On my way out, I heard chairs scraping, yelling, and harsh footsteps. I didn’t care though. My only thought was to get as far as my lungs and legs would allow; which wasn’t far. I collapsed on the grass of a park, gasping for air, convenient, huh?
The park was only about a mile from the convention center. I crawled and propped myself against a tree. I was trying to calm myself from a probable asthma attack. I saw a group of people approach me. I thought they were going to pass me, but they stood there, until one of them crouched down next to me, consoling me.
“It’s okay, your fellow angels are here for you.” One of them said. I looked up. Three other angels were there, not including the one next to me. They all smiled at me.
“We wanted to make sure you were okay, so we followed you out.”
“T-thanks guys. It probably looked weird when I ran out all of a sudden.” I sniffled but tried to lighten the mood.
“No, it’s fine. You’re a pretty good at run though, do you track or something?” One of the other girls asked.
“No, I actually have asthma.” I shook my head. They all looked at me.
“You then, have a talent.” I smiled. I was glad to have such a great fanbase to be a part of.
“So what happened?” I explained what happened. They all looked at me.
“Dude! That was totally rude and uncalled for!” The smallest one spoke up. I laughed.
“Yeah, but what can you do?” It’s not my fault people are like that.”
“Don’t worry though! Us angels are here for you!” They all exclaimed. I laughed.
“Thanks, guys.”
“Uhm, excuse me. I-is Jae here?” We all turned to see no other than Teen Top’s shining visual, and powerhouse vocal, followed by the rest of his members. The girls parted the way, and there he was with nothing but the concern in his eyes. “Uh, y-you ok-okay?” He asked. I nodded.
“I’m fine, just didn’t need those bad vibes,” I say. Chunji looked and muttered to his members. I couldn’t understand them. I looked over at the other angles. They had no clue on what they were talking about either. All I could pick up was ‘call’ and ‘Byunghyun’. Chunji then fished out his phone. His eyes darted around before pressing his cell to his ear. Again, I couldn’t exactly pick up anything since we were hearing one side of a conversation that was more likely than not, entirely in Korean. However, judging by the look on their faces, it seems that things were going well. Then, he took the phone away from his ear and hit the speaker button. He said something, then an all too familiar voice came up.
“Hello?” I heard the voice come up. Chunji crouched down, held the phone close to me and motioned for me to talk. “Uhm, hi. It’s me, Byunghyun. I’m sure you remember me?”
“Y-Yes, of course. You were the only one who could even make me reconsider changing biases.”
“Ah, really? Well, I guess that won’t be happening anymore.” He nervously laughed. “Well, I’m going to be a substitute translator, so I’m sorry in advance if my English isn’t that great.”
“No, you’re doing great.” He said something in Korean to Chunji before he replied and I was back with him.
“Chunji says he’s really sorry for what happened earlier. They took care of the girl and are thinking of what to do with her.”
“It’s fine, I did what I needed to do and I got a good, well, almost good, reaction.” Chunji leaned into the phone, and soon it was my turn again.
“He asked if there’s anything you need or if you want to press charges.”
“Nope, I’m completely fine.”
“Well, in that case, I’ll take my leave. Bye!” But before he could leave, Chunji kept him on the line a little longer. Then he returned later, and he handed me a note, along with his Instagram search open. I read the note:
‘Don’t worry Jae,
it’s going to be okae ^u^
-Chunji’
I smiled and looked up at him.
“C-could you,” he pointed at me, “type your name?” He pointed to his phone. I nodded and smiled before typing it in. I handed his phone back to him before he gestured all of the other angels to type it in. Soon, all current and ex-members of Teen Top followed me. I accepted their requests and smiled. “We go now. M-manager, looking for us.” I smiled and gestured for them to go.
“By the way, I speak Japanese too,” I said before going back to the group of girls to get their contacts.
And that’s how this crazy story started.