[ONE-SHOT] It's Okay, Hyung!
The many signboards and silver cameras flashed in front of me as the crowd fidgeted with anticipation. The air was cold….stiff but I felt utterly rejuvenated as I caught sight of my own name in Chinese flash in the crowd in the shadows.
I see my name! I see my name!
Even though I knew my expression didn't change, I was jumping up and down inside, clapping gleefully at the bright blue outline of my name against the black signboard. Once again, I felt like shouting it out to the world.
I see my nameeeeeeeeeee!
I felt at ease standing there on the small stage amongst people so close that I have considered them to be my brothers. The sweet melody teased at my ears as Siwon hyung's voice faded off, only for mochi boy Henry's smooth chocolate tone to pick up.
Less than a second now…
I raised my mic and let the notes flow right out of me like liquid crystal. My hands, previously cold and clammy, now felt right at home holding the cold stem of the mic and resting at my side.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zhoumi hyung sway a little on his…if I must say, spider-like legs too skinny for his height.
Don't get me wrong! I love Zhoumi hyung like he's my own brother…and if people like Ryeowookie hyung (traitor!) actually talked about the size of my butt on a radio broadcast, there's no rule saying that I can't not talk about hyung's spider-like legs!^^
It's just magnae power. And I love it.
Hmm…but why is he so tall!!
I almost let out a huff as I lowered my mic, barely listening to Donghae hyung's voice. His voice somehow remind me of the waves washing up the sandy coast of a beach.
Mmm…I should go to the beach with fishy Donghae hyung one day!
I hummed a long a little to Zhoumi hyung's lines, absentmindedly staring at my own name on that signboard the fans held.
Zhoumi hyung's honey-coated voice rose as he shifted the mic to his left hand to allow his right to gesture dramatically as he usually did.
Then it happened.
He didn't go far before his voice cracked.
Vanished. Disappeared. Gone! Cracked.
I almost laugh out loud and hastened to look down at the wooden floorboards, trying to trace the patterns with my eyes, trying to control myself.
But I just… couldn't.
I felt very much like the other time when Sungmin hyung decided to see if I am ticklish. It felt as if invisible fingers were attacking at my stomach, my waist and my back again, causing my whole frame to shake and quake with chuckles.
Hyunggggg! WHY!
I pressed my lips together. Hard. Hoping that I won't break.
A gasp slip through my lips before I pursed them again. Tightly, this time, to make sure that nothing, absolutely nothing can be heard.
Control, Kyuhyun, it's all about control. Stay sane.
From the corner of my eye, Ryeowook hyung and Donghae hyung were still as composed as ever though I thought I saw their eyes twinkle, as if also laughing inside.
I gripped the mic with my hands, head bowed so nobody could see the huge grin I couldn't keep off my face.
Then, I heard Ryeowook's voice taking over…and felt someone hit my left arm lightly.
Don't touch me hyung!!! YOU'RE MAKING IT WORSE!
I felt like bursting again.
Kaboom!
Immediately, I regretted that thought. I wanted to turn away, to stop showing my charming smile and shiny white teeth (yes I know you love them ^^)…
But I didn't know where to turn.
So I moved left.
AH!! Kyuhyun ah! Wrong wrong! Not turn to hyung! Ryeowookie Ryeowookie! Turn the other side!
I turned hurriedly, neck twisting around as once again, I strove hard not to laugh.
Why oh why must my life be so difficult! D:
Why why whyyyy! Why hyung? Why!
As if things couldn't get any worse, Ryeowook's voice trailed off, signaling the start of my own part.
No no no!!!! Hyung!!! No!
I touched Ryeowook hyung's arm a little and once I knew that he got the message, I covered my face with my hand, trying desperately to wipe away the smile.
I could hear Ryeowook hyung smile just by listening to his voice.
Thanks hyung! ♥
I made a mental note to thank him later. I should probably get something for him too.
I successfully kept my face straight for one second before Zhoumi hyung started to say something. I knew enough Chinese to understand that he was apologizing. Apologizing.
Urgh! HYUNG! Don't talk! Don't talk!
I can stand it no longer.
Ahahahahahahaha!!! No no! Kyuhyunnie stop laughing!!! Stay sane! Stay sane!!!
I was so busy laughing and clutching at my stomach that I barely noticed when I fell to my knees and kneeled with my arms supporting myself, trying to empty every single chuckle, every single giggle (I, Cho Kyuhyun, do not giggle. Ever.) snicker and every single chortle I had held back from my system.
I could see Zhoumi hyung's legs fidgeting in front of me.
Hyung! Don't move!!
I could feel Ryeowook hyung's eyes boring holes into my back.
Thankyouhyung,thankyouhyung,thankyouhyung!
That was when I realized that I was still on the floor.
Oops.
In one swift movement, I stood up, still feeling very light-headed and hugged Zhoumi hyung. His face was tinged with pink as he bit his lower lip sheepishly.
"Ah hyung, it's okay~"
I chuckled once more.
I wasn't even sure if he heard it but I knew that I didn't need to say anything because I felt a tangle of arms as everybody strode over, eyes twinkling and lips tilting up to a smile, and enveloped us into a warm and friendly group hug.
I knew, without a doubt, that Zhoumi hyung got the message.
The tangle of arms just confirmed it.
It's okay, hyung!
(A/N: I almost died from Qmi-lytic shock from too much laughter ♥)