Sing for me
Title: Sing for me
Length: One Shot
Rating: PG
N/A: Yes another One shot... i'll be posting the long ones when i'll feel like it. I know not so cool!
She was looking at her reflexion in the mirror with disbelief; she never thought that would come true someday. Six minutes until she’ll hit the stage, her heart was beating so hard that she could hear it. She took a deep breath and stood up as the makeup artist finished her artistic touches. She started warming her voice trying to get the tension out of it. It was her first performance and the most important one. All the celebrities of the country were there. The American lady was determinating to do her best, she wanted to prove, all those who were against having international singers in SM entertainment, wrong. She was determinating to be the best, and to blow their minds. She needed to be the best, her hopes were high, she wanted to seduce him, and she wanted him to fall for her. At least he had to notice her after that performance.
“Sunar, One minute”
The voice got her out of her thoughts. She held her hands together trying to calm her trembling; she was worried but excited too. She loved singing, it was her passion and that’s what she wanted to do the most, and now the dream was coming true. She looked in the mirror, smiled, and encouraged herself…
“You can do it!”
« Ladies and gentleman, the next singer is one of the rare international singers that SM had accepted, because of her talent, devotion, and mind-blowing voice. It’s her first performance after her training period; please get your hands together for the one and only Sunar. »
The music went on. A beautiful, deep and tender voice filled the place. The girl showed up on stage all pretty and glamorous. The song was in Korean with some english words, that she was pronouncing perfectly.
“Is she american? » He whispered to his hyung
« I don’t know »
« You should, you were in US! »
« She doesn’t look like one to me, but her english is good »
« Yeah, but what is she? »
« How could I know, why do you even care? »
Changmin looked at her; she was singing and dancing perfectly. Her Korean was good and her english was perfect, but she was neither Korean nor American.
« Then what is she? » He repeated under his breath.
He wanted to find out, he couldn’t bare his curiosity. Why is she speaking Korean? Why is she starting her career in Korea? Why and Why? He was going crazy waiting for the show to finish so he could talk to her during the dinner that SM was throwing after the presentation of the company’s new singers.
He found her interesting, the thing that he rarely could see in people.
He smiled as he was looking at her blushing as the whole audience getting their hands together while standing up for the greatest performance ever.
*** *** ***
She was smiling as she went into the big room filled with all the celebrities and their managers and very big number of reporters and photographers. She wasn’t feeling 100% ready for all the big events, but since she was the star that night, she had to be. She was pausing for the photographers and talking to the reporters like a professional singer, she was being cute and sweet, and she just wanted to be herself because she was so thankful for what was happening to her.
She looked at the big buffet that was full of all kind of delicious food, but that wasn’t tempting for her, she was looking that way to make sure that he was there. Their eyes met, she felt the blood rushing to her cheeks, and she just looked down and made her way to her table.
Changmin looked at her going to her table and sitting beside some friends that she made in her training period. The guy beside her touched her cheeks tenderly with his fingers, obviously trying to cool her down, she smiled shyly and started talking to him very casually the thing that made him somehow jealous. He never thought he could feel such a feeling especially toward someone that he barely knew or that he didn’t know at all. He took his plate and sat as he was looking at them talking and laughing.
Is he her boyfriend? His heart started beating wildly making him feel hurt at the thought. He oddly didn’t want her to be taken by another man. He wanted her for him only. He put the fork and took a big sip from his glass, took two glasses of champagne and made his way to the young lady’s table as he saw the guy that was with her went obviously to get her a drink. It was his chance to make her notice him so he could make a place in her heart hopefully.
“Is this seat taken?” He said with a tender smile
She looked at him with surprise after smiling back
“huh… No” she said with hesitation thinking of Mike, the other international singer that was sitting next to her.
“Good! Here’s… To your great performance” He said with a wink
She just smiled and took a sip from the glass that he handed her, not knowing what was appropriate to say.
“Thank you” She finally managed to utter after a slight silence where she was trying to digest what was happening.
“So you are American?”
“Not really… But I lived in the states most of my life”
“I see” He said looking at the golden liquid in his glass, he felt that she wasn’t comfortable with him, and that made him hurt again. He wanted to ask her more questions but he felt that she will feel more uncomfortable, which will make him more hurt.
He stood up putting his hands in his pocket
“Well I just wanted to say, that I liked you performance very much, it was fabulous”
“Thank you very much” She said with a bright smile
He smiled at her, but got his smile disappear quickly as he saw Mike getting back with two glasses of champagne. He couldn’t help but look at him as an adversary, Mike was American and she was comfortable with him and they could spend lot of time together.
“Hope you’ll have a great evening” He said with a bow before getting his way back to his table
She kept looking at him as he was getting back to his table. She was feeling sad yet bad, because she wasn’t talkative with him. She knew he felt her uncomfortable that was why he ended the conversation so quickly. She was seeing flames of curiosity in his eyes but he just shut them down, at least for the moment, and took his way back to his eating.
She looked at Mike that was blabbling about some celebrities, and she started wondering if Changmin got the idea that Mike was her boyfriend.
No, no, that is a bad, bad thing; he can’t think that, she was thinking as she looked at him. He was standing up making his way to the balcony. She looked at Mike again, noticing that he didn’t understand a thing of what was happening which was good for her. She didn’t have friends in SM, just colleagues; she didn’t want to trust anyone. And no one knew what she was feeling for him, because she didn’t want to sound as a crazy fan the thing that would scare him off.
She took her glass and went to the balcony after getting rid of Mike who wanted to go with her at first.
He was leaning on the wall his hands crossed to his chest. He was looking at the city thoughtfully. She was walking quietly toward him; she didn’t want to bother him. He was looking handsome and very sexy. She stood beside him, took a deep breath and tended to fix what she did.
“My real name is Vilma and I’m Hispanic”
He looked at her with a surprised wondering when she entered the balcony, but really wondering what Hispanic means.
“I’m from Guatemala, a country in South America, but I lived in the states since I was a kid, so I’m more an American” She was talking not taking her eyes off the lights of the city.
He stood there looking at her before letting a smile running to his lips, making him feel good.
“But why Korea?” He said stepping closer to her
“I just like the country and the music, so I thought of learning the language, and then I started thinking of actually having a career here, and finally that is happening” She looked at him with a smile, trying to stop herself from telling him that he was a big motivation for her to make her dream comes true.
“And that Mike is… huh…”
“A good singer, right? I like his style; he is so like Big Bang”
He looked at her raising his eyebrow. He was wondering if that was a sign that she was giving meaning they weren’t together, but he had to be sure.
“Yeah, he is” He said looking down, trying to calm his doubts
She took a sip from her glass trying to cool herself down, because she wasn’t believing that she was talking to him.
He looked at her putting his hands in his pocket.
“So you’re not together?” He chose to ask directly, instead of letting it implicit.
She looked at him with awe
“Who?”
“Mike!”
“God no! I mean he’s cool and everything, but NO”
He smiled seeing her trying to defend herself like she was accused to be a murderer.
He stepped closer.
“And you are single?”
“Definitely” She said casually
“How come a beautiful lady like you could be single?”
He stepped closer.
“I guess, I’m waiting for the right guy to come”
He took her hand in his and caressed it gently.
“What if I step in to take this position?”
She smiled shyly and looked down, before feeling his fingers under her chin trying to pull her face up. She looked at him in the eyes and admitted…
“That would be my pleasure!”
He smirked and took his hands around her waist, making her automatically put hers around his neck for the classical pause that leads to that passionate kiss that started shyly yet tenderly when their lips met at the middle.
