[M] First Touch (1/1)

Chapter 2:POV: OnewSeptember 17 Thursday, 2009 Afternoon: I was so tired and hungry! All I wanted was to go back to the dorm, eat, then sleep. But ever since she came, we've been having to spend more and more time in the recording studio or the dance studio. We practiced years before this! I don't see why we had to be deprived of our free time if she wasn't up to date. I didn't want to seem mean or anything, but this is SHINee. It's supposed to be an all guy group. She throws everything off. And now, here I am, in the company's van, on my way to a live performance with her. It's not like I don't like her, I just feel this isn't her place. I don't understand why SM didn't just throw her in SNSD. She would have made a great addition there.“Oppa!” She reached over to me and handed me a... -sniff- chicken sandwich?“Where did you get this?” I asked looking down at the neatly wrapped sandwich.“I made breakfast for us. Manager-Oppa told me we would be out for a while. I figured you'd get hungry.” She figured right. But as much as I wanted to take the sandwich I didn't. I didn't want my throat to get dry before the performance. She should be more considerate with these things. I flagged her hand away. “Ani.”“Oppa! You're going to starve. Eat something...” Again she put the sandwich up in front of my face. The sweet smell of chicken was almost impossible to ignore. Was she trying to tease me. I grabbed the sandwich from her and put it in her bag sitting on the floor in between us. I also took the sandwich she pack for herself and stuffed it in there as well. She couldn't be serious... who ate a peanut butter sandwich before going to do a live performance? Part of me wondered if she even took this career seriously. She was constantly doing things like this. Before our dance rehearsal last week, she took Taeminnie and Minho ice skating. Ice skating! What if they had broken something?!As we arrived at our destination I pushed all negative thoughts about Rabi out of my head. It'd be impossible to sing a love duet with her if I was constantly thinking of reasons why she annoyed me. I helped her out of the van, and escorted her in to the building. The crowd was insane. It seems as though they become larger each time we make an appearance. Both fans and- “RABI DOES NOT BELONG WITH SHINEE!!” Yup you guessed it. Anti-fans. Their population seamed to grow more and more as well. When ever we got around them Rabi would always hold on her stomach and bend over a little. I had to hold my arm around her to keep her straight and from having a stomach attack out here in this chaos. Though I know the stomach thing wasn't her fault, I couldn't help but become annoyed at this about her as well. Either way, we made it into the building alright. When we got to our dressing room I turned her to me. “How do you feel?” She was still holding on to her stomach. She looked sick in the face. I grabbed a bottle of water for her and sat her down on the couch, sitting with her. Yea, she annoyed me, and she seemed not to take SHINee seriously, but still, I had this strange feeling that I needed to keep her safe during times like this.“I be you hate me, huh?” She didn't look at me. She kept her head down as she took the water bottle from me.“I don't hate you.” Hating someone and being annoyed by them are two different things. But I didn't tell her that.“I wonder if you guys would have any anti-fans if I hadn't come”“Everyone and anyone who's famous has anti-fans.” Though I can't say that I hadn't questioned that myself. Still, whether I like it or not, Rabi was an official member of SHINee. And I would treat her as such. Suddenly she turned to me, pulling both legs on to the couch moving her body closer to mine. I leaned back a little. "Weh! You're really close...""Oppa... I just want to be accepted." Out of no where she threw herself on to me, pushing me backwards on to the couch. She was now sitting on top of my, leaning in so close to my face I didn't know what to do... or say. "It was you eyes...""Anieo?" She was officially going crazy."There was something about you that caught my attention when we first met, I wasn't sure what. But now I know, your eyes..." She got even closer, eventually pressing her lips against mine. I froze. Her lips were... soft. Suddenly, I felt my arms go around her waste, pulling her closer to me. This felt... right. I couldn't help but become slightly excited by the feeling, this new tingling sensation I got. Eventually, and unfortunately, she pulled away. "...Sorry." I had nothing to say. I just stared at her. There was something different about her, something... sexier. I wanted to protect her, and I mean really, protect her. From stomach-aches, anti-fans... from everything. That kiss... I wanted her to be mine, and mine alone. I pulled her closer and kissed her one more time. That same tingling sensation ran through me again. As I pulled away something told me that would happen every time we would touch. If that was the case, I didn't want to stop touching her. But we had a show to do.As we were waiting backstage to be announced Rabi rested her head on my chest. I put my arm around her and rested my chin on the top of her head. She was short, shorter than Jonghyun."Oppa... what was that?" I knew what she was referring to, but I didn't know how to answer. I just held her tighter, letting her know that whatever it was, I didn't want it to end. When she responded with a small tap of her lips against mine, I knew she didn't want it to end either.