You and Kyuma were chatting at a bar— just after his concert.

He was pretty popular — hell. He had over a million fangirls, for his band— but especially for him.

you hated that. You thought they were overreacting.. just because you didn't really have a type. You saw kyuma as a friend, a bestfriend and a brother even. But never as a boyfriend.

kyuma was drinking his beer, chatting with you and his band — while you were drunk as hell. Not even in the state to process what 2+2 equals to.

"So, how about we release a new song this week? I bet girls will go crazy." Kyuma suggested.

"are you out of your mind? Our editor is on vacation and we literally agreed on having a week for ourselves." one of the members in his band replied, The others agreeing.

"Yeah, Kyuma. You're doing too much."

"I want this week for myself!"

"im already tired from that damned concert.."