As part of a yearly tradition with yabamena, we write each other drabbles for the 12(+1) days of Christmas. Day 9: Yay, more kpop inspired band-slash!
Sometimes it was a little too easy to get caught up in the stage lights, the persona and the performance. Sometimes it was a little hard to figure out where the performer ended and the maybe not so ordinary young man began. Sometimes, it was hard to turn off the daring, inappropriate fanservice that sent girls in the crowd into screaming fits.
Some nights Jiwon forgot that the eyes weren't on them anymore and maybe he didn't have to sidle up to Youngju -- Juicy as the fans so accurately nicknamed him -- so close because the Lunas weren't around to see them. Maybe it was because the person he was on stage was everything he wanted to be in real life, but had to keep tamped down for propriety's sake.
Or maybe it was because he liked when Juicy did those shirtless body rolls, his various layers of shirts lost in to audience. Maybe he liked Juicy's boldness, how he got right back in Jiwon's face when they did their mock rap battles up on stage. He knew he liked it when Juicy's hands we in his hair and his mouth at his ear. So he told himself they did it for the fans, even though he didn't really believe it.
And then one night, when there were no fans around at all and Juicy's hands were still in his hair, his breath still hot against his ear, Jiwon knew he wasn't the only one not really pretending to put on the show.