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Wanna-One Lee Daehwi - Backstage Pt. 1

✿ featuring: lee daehwi, ong seongwoo

✿ genre: fluff, drama

✿ word count: <2000

✿ summary: another performing arts showcase may have just turned into a love story to be remembered.

• you were the backstage helper of the school hall

• usually you would help out during performances

• moving props, pulling the curtains, and mainly controlling the sound system on the soundboard

• so it was no surprise that you came face-to-face with many of the performing arts teams in your school

• you had made friends with people from the string ensemble, choir, symphonic band and the drama club

• so everytime they were backstage, you would have plenty of time to make some small-talk with them, and give them pep talks as they were about to go on stage

• one week, you had to help out in another performing arts showcase in your school

• on the date of the first rehearsal, as you were setting up the sound system, you spotted the drama club entering from the side door

• “hey Y/N! there you are!”

• you spun around to see ong running towards you at unnatural speeds

 • with quick reflexes, you snatched your headphones off from your ears, placing it on the side-table, before giving him a tight hug

• he lets go, putting his arm around your shoulder 

• “how have you been? haven’t seen you since the last showcase”

• “oh i’ve been well,”

• as you directed your eyes from him, you spotted through the drama club a boy with shiny silver hair, as if he were a mermaid of some sorts

• he was smiling and laughing, slapping his friend on the back

• you couldn’t help but stare in awe at his beauty

• ong noticed and called him over

• “hey daehwi! i want to you to meet someone,”

• hearing that gave you the sudden jitters

• you became self-aware of your own outlook

• a regular maroon hoodie, matched with some blue jeans that you probably haven’t washed in 2 days and a pair of black and white sports shoes

• {oh gosh i’m a mess..}

• he came bouncing over

• “yes hyung?”

• “this is Y/N, she works backstage. we would have to work with her a lot, so be nice okay? Y/N, this is daehwi, our new member of the club.”

• daehwi nodded, and his eyes diverted to you

• “hello, im daehwi, nice to meet you!”

• you couldn’t snap yourself out of your daze staring at his amazing silver hair, and you blurted out:

• “your hair looks so cool..”

• ong heard, and immediately started giggling in a corner

• daehwi was caught off guard, and immediately looked away in shock

• it took you a few seconds to realise what you just said

• “oh mY GOD i mean- sorry ahafnrj nice to meet you too, please ignore my question”

• you said as you tugged the ends of your sleeves as hard as possible behind your back, trying to cover up your embarrassment with a slight smile

• “oh! haha its alright! i dyed it recently..”

• he trailed off as he continued to fiddle with his silver fringe

• fortunately, your little conversation was interrupted by the start of rehearsal

• “great,” you thought, “i got out of that awkward situation..”

• as rehearsal started, you quickly got to your sound and lights station and switched on the stage light, to reveal ong striding along the stage with the sassiest look you’ve ever seen

• you can’t help but laugh at the scene, switching on some dramatic music in the background

• as you look around, you see daehwi sitting behind the curtains, reading the script as he tapped his pencil on his temple with a pouty look on his face

• he must be deep in thought.. why isn’t he acting with the others?

• but you ignored that fact, and continued to queue the lights and sounds as when needed

• soon enough, you see daehwi getting up from his spot, getting ready to run onto stage

• as he ran on stage, he did an internal monologue for about 10 seconds, then ran off stage again

• and for the rest of the time, he sat in another corner, reading the script and watching all his friends act, with an occasional giggle out of his lips

• soon enough, he got up and left backstage

• you was puzzled about where he was going in the middle of rehearsal, especially when they weren’t even done with the play

• but you tried to ignore the fact again, switching on another soundtrack for the actors

• but you just could not get the fact that he was out of your sight

• you were generally quite concerned with him

• it was halfway through the rehearsal, and their stage director called for a break

• everyone stretched and pulled backstage, then ran out for a drink break

• you continued sitting at the soundboard station, whipping out your phone to check instagram

• it was filled with all your friends going to the shopping centre after school, going on dates with their significant others

• your heart sank as you felt left out and began to drift off into your dreamland

• {maybe i shouldn’t have joined the backstage crew-}

• but your thought was quickly cut off by the tap on your shoulder

• you woke up from your daydream, only to see daehwi offering you a cup of ice mocha frappe, with another in his other hand

• “hey y/n, i got you something to wake you up, must be quite lonely sitting up here by yourself,”

• still in shock from whats happening, you took the frappe from his hands

• “thank you, its nice of you to think about me,”

• you realised what you said and could have been taken in the wrong way

• you looked at him to spot his reaction, and it was him looking away while sipping on his frappe looking a bit flustered

• his cheeks turned bright red as the silence dragged on

• “y-yeah.. it’s okay, you don’t need to pay me back, my treat”

• he pulled up the other stool and sat down next to you

• you sipped on the frappe {its actually quite nice}

• “you sure?” you prompted

• “yes yes, don’t insist, my answer is always yes”

• you smiled and thanked him again

• he starts to look around on the soundboard with all the switches

• he looked like a curious puppy and he peered around each switch

• it was actually quite adorable

• “whats this?”

• he pointed at a joystick attached to the far right of the system board

• “oh its the spotlight, want to try? ong is right there”

• you pointed to ong, who stood behind the curtain with his camera mode on, checking himself out

• daehwi nodded and giggled, switching on the spotlight only to shine on ong

• ong quickly noticed

• “hey! Y/N, are you doing that??”

• ong looked surprised that the act of stroking his own ego has been spotted by others

• you two ducked under the system, only laughing at him below, frantically trying to find you

• “haha, i might have gotten you in trouble, Y/N,”

• “it’s fine, that guy probably deserved it,”

• you got back up on your stool, looking back down at ong who is still looking around 

• you cracked a smile

• however, this was noticed by daehwi

• “Y/N?”

• “yeah?”

• “um, funny question. do you.. happen to li-”

• “drama club! rehearsal is starting now!”

• daehwi seemed shocked by the announcement

• “continue,” you said

• “umm, i think ill go first haha, it’s not important anyway. see you later!”

• daehwi grabbed his frappe and quickly speed-walked out of the room, closing the door behind him

• you were curious of what he wanted to ask, but never got the chance to talk to him for the rest of the rehearsal 

• the next time you saw him was the following rehearsal

• while you were setting up, you saw familiar faces flow into the room, one by one

• unknowingly, you tried to look for the head of silver hair through the crowd of 20

• but you didn’t seem to spot him

• you spotted ong talking to a group of thespians

• you patted him on the shoulder

• he spun around and greeted you with the same joyful face he always had

• “how are you, kid?”

• you rolled your eyes

• “you are 4 months older than me, and my well-being is the least of my concerns at the moment. do you happen to know where daehwi is?”

• he looked away and did not seem too happy about your statement

• he replied with a mere “i’m not sure,”

• before he continued talking to his group 

• that was rude

• you just walked over to your station and sat down

• you felt a bit sad that he wasn’t there to talk to you

• {was it him or the frappe that actually lingers through my mind?}

• soon enough, rehearsal started

• and a few moments later, daehwi burst through the doors

• he was panting very heavily, with a concerned look on his face

• ong rolled his eyes at his entrance

• “i’m- sorry about- being late-!”

• the director just reminded him not to be late again, and asked him to place his things down backstage

• ong looked a bit smug, and muttered something under his breath

• you were a bit relieved he was here 

• {wait what? why am i caring about him so much?}

• as you switched to the next soundtrack, you heard a few knocks at the door, and daehwi enters

• “hey~ haha”

• shocked by his presence you asked him why he was here and not rehearsing

• he placed an oddly bright pink bag behind one of the tables

• “oh, i don’t have any parts in this segment, and i have nowhere else to go, sorry if im bothering you”

• “it’s okay! you are welcomed here anytime”

• you smiled, which made him rub the back of his neck, feeling a bit embarrassed

• you patted the stool next to you, ushering him to sit down as well

• the next few hours were accompanied by daehwi and his occasional banter, talking about life and asking about yours

• there were laughs and gossiping, which made you lose your focus on the script and actually missed a queue and got reprimanded by the director

• he apologised profusely but you just laughed it off saying it happens a lot with you

• the rehearsal gone past in a flash and soon enough, you were switching off the system and packing up the area

• as you was cleaning up, daehwi stood there, looking a bit bothered by something

• once you were done, you pulled your haversack over your back, ready to leave

• however, he stopped you in my tracks

• “um, Y/N, this is for you”

• he handed you the pink bag that was hidden behind the table

• “i-i hope you like it”

• shocked, your face turns red

• “why did you buy this for me?” you asked, looking pleasantly surprised

• he fiddled with his fingers and bit his lower lip

• “well i actually went to the mall to get this for you but i lost track of time and may have been the reason why i was late..” he mumbled

• you hugged him from the front, which made him a bit shocked but he embraced it by hugging back

• “thank you for going through the trouble for me”

• he flushed red as you said that, and left soon after you said your farewells

• while walking out of the backstage room, you spotted ong not too far away in front walking away

• {but the other drama club members left 20 minutes ago, why would he be here?}

• you were aware of his bad mood today so you decided not to approach him when you normally would

• once you got home, you opened up the present

• it revealed a small fluffy puppy toy, with a note accompanying it

• it read “if you are ever feeling down you can come looking for me, or maybe this puppy :)”

• you hugged the puppy dearingly and fell back onto your bed

• the performance showcase is only a few days away.. 

✿ i hope you enjoyed this one, i’ll be writing pt. 2 soon~

✿ you may also notice some pronoun errors, i’ll keep correcting them! don’t worry hah

-crmbs

[againjack]

The Lighthouse

  At the Club there were a few points of interest. There was a plantation house that had been brought from another island 100+ miles away that had been lifted directly from its foundation onto a barge and floated up to this island and lifted onto the new foundation. Not taken apart, just picked up like a child’s toy. The next was a bunch of tabby ruins that was neat. And the lighthouse.

Keep in mind that Colby had a tote bag with a box in it that he said we were doing his mom a favor and bringing it to a friend of hers getting on the ferry soon. I carried that bag around after we parked the golf cart and walking around the sites. I asked a few times, but Colby said we were meeting them at the lighthouse. 

As we walked up to the lighthouse, I mentioned to Colby that I get the historical importance and that some people have a thing about lighthouses, but I just don’t get it. 

The lighthouse is currently a bed and breakfast and has a porch with chairs facing the sound. That day was windy as heck. I wouldn’t be surprised if the winds were 30-50 mph. Fighting the wind, but standing on the porch, I just relaxed. I thanked Colby for bringing me, as I loved how relaxing it was. I mentioned how watching and listening to the waves just did something for me deep in my soul. 

It was then that he took out his phone (I thought ti check in on the friend or the time) and a song started playing. Bruno Mars ‘Marry you.’ I kept facing the sound and gave him the side eye, saying, “You know I know this song, right?” He responded that he knew I knew this song. “You know I know the words, right?” “Yeah, we can ignore the second half of the song...”

So, back up a bit, I had noticed on the ride up that there was a conspicuous box shape in his pants pocket. I had talked myself back and forth again over it because I did not want to be disappointed again. 

At this point, I had turned away from the sound and towards him. He pulled the box out of his pocket and said, “So about that ring I told you about...” I interrupted him, saying that I had on eye makeup and I was tearing up, he better not mess it up. :P As if I hadn’t spoken, he continued to reiterate the story of the ring - how it was his grandmother’s favorite, she waited a long time for it, etc. He then said something about good things are worth waiting for, and we had waited a long time for each other. He announced he was going to (continue to) be cheesy and got down on one knee and asked THE question.

I stood there, angry and not sure what the heck to do. Just the night prior I had reiterated to him that in imagining his proposal I could only imagine myself blurting out, “But we haven’t had sex yet!” He prompted me, saying I was going to give him a heart attack. To which I said, “FUCK YOU.” 

He blinked and mentioned how that wasn’t what he expected to hear. I told him to get up. He dazedly asked, “You want me to stand up?” “Yes, yes!” He started to get up, then said, “Wait, which question was that yes to? I’m not getting up until you answer the first question.” He prompted me again, which was met with a “Grrr....” and stamped foot. “That isn’t an answer.”

I then got over the shock enough to tell him how he knew I wanted to marry him, but... (his face was near purple at this point. I think he stopped breathing.) ... we had some serious things to work on. That he hadn’t proved to me yet that he could/would meet my needs on a regular basis. He agreed he knew he had to work on that. I told him that this ring gave me power over him. (In  Judaism the woman has the final say over sex - when, how often, etc.) He sheepishly hung his head and said he knew that. So I said, “Fine. Yes.” 

Only I said it at my normal volume, and with the wind, he didn’t hear me. Nor did he the second time. On the third time he clearly was relieved, stood up and we hugged and kissed. While he was holding me, he asked for my hand. I was confused since he already asked and I said yes. Turns out he was asking to put the ring on my hand, which I gave a sheepish “Oh.” Apparently, I was dazed again. 

The tote bag with a box? It was a toasting set he bought for us and champagne. We toasted l’chaim, to love, and to a long, happy life together. He said something about how we are both getting what we deserve (he meant happiness in general as well as a “better” or “nicer” family than my own) then realized what he was getting and how/if he deserved that. lol After that, he took a picture of my hand to send to his mom. She was involved in the whole plan, but no one else was. That was her queue to come around the corner. They had left about 5 minutes after us and were waiting for the signal - which was part of why Colby was freaking out in my delayed response. He poured for his mom, dad, #1 & SIL. There were hugs all around. Then we headed off to the clubhouse for dinner.

One of the funny moments was walking into the elevator as the owner walked out, while we were carrying our own champagne flutes and bottle. He congratulated us when he heard why. 

Dinner was a blur of texting and making phone calls and retelling the story to his family (within reason, since I knew he was sensitive about sharing intimate details like our lack of a sex life.) 

When we got back to the house, SIL took pictures of us together in the traditional show off the ring (I only gagged a little bit.:P) and more phone calls and texting happened. Colby kept reminding/pushing me to call my mom. Finally, I gave in, since it was near her bedtime. (Mind you I had texted earlier, her response back was, “Congratulations. It’s lovely. Get it insured ASAP.”) When I called she asked how I was, I said good. Then vice versa. And then she launched into a 30 minute diatribe about herself - her diet, exercise, house, the kid she watches, etc. Nothing but complaining too. Finally, I found a spot to interject and signaled an end to the conversation. Not once did she say anything about the ring, the engagement, or anything. Colby and his family were appalled and embarrassed for me. I just said I expected nothing less from her and I’m so used to it that it doesn’t mean anything to me.

We all eventually wound down as it got too late for calls and the texts slowed down. it was very celebratory and happy with the exception of my mom.