The Bodyguard (A Monsta X Fanfiction)

Chapter Forty Five: Newark

I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was the day after the Chicago show, and the thought of those fans from yesterday wouldn't stop running through my head.

'It's not okay to follow people around...' I sighed, 'What the fuck is wrong with people?'

I mean, of course the guys are amazing; they're talented and super attractive.

But at the end of the day, they're just people.

And famous or not, it's super creepy to follow people around.

'I'm swinging on the next bitch that stalks up.' I thought, riling myself up. The thought of American sasaengs being able to catch these hands made me happy.

I started to fall asleep, hoping to dream of playing knight in shining armor for Monsta X, when I heard a timid knock at my door.

"What could that be?" I muttered to myself, getting to my feet and walking over to the door.

I opened the door and standing outside was Changkyun.

I looked him up and down, he was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt along with a hat sat low on his head.

"What?" I asked, brow raised.

"Come with me." He said, grabbing onto my wrist.

But I pulled away, worried about where he was taking me so suddenly. If we weren't careful, fans might figure out what hotel we were staying at.

I was worried about a repeat of the other day.

"Where are we going?" I asked, "Also, I don't have any shoes on."

"It's a surprise." He pouted.

I examined Changkyun's face, considering turning him down.

Fans were on the look-out for the guys right now, everyone knew the boys were in Newark. We had to be careful of every move we made.

I sighed, "Fine, let me get my shoes."

I looked up at the concert venue after Changkyun and I had taken a taxi out.

"What are we doing here?" I asked him, turning my head to glance at him. Changkyun had the biggest smile on his face.

"It's a surprise." He beamed, grabbing onto my wrist and leading me around the building.

I watched as Changkyun pulled out a key and unlocked one of the back doors. 

"Where did you get those?" I asked him.

He didn't respond, ushering me into the vast, empty halls of the backstage performing arts center. It was eerily quiet, the sounds of our footsteps echoing off the halls.

Changkyun led me all the way to the stage, my hand still intertwined with his.

As I stood on the stage, looking out at the seats, I was amazed by just how small I felt. The boys stood here all the time, performing for hoards of fans. I couldn't imagine singing in front of just a couple people, I couldn't fathom singing in front of enough people to fill this hall.

I was mesmerized for a moment, imagining hoards of cheering fans. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Changkyun squeezing my hand gently.

"Go sit in the front." He said softly to me, pointing at one of the front row seats.

'What is he up to?' I wondered, climbing down from the stage, taking a seat. 

I had been backstage during all of the shows, I never had a chance to sit in the crowd and watch one of their concerts.

I looked up at Changkyun on stage as he pulled out his phone and a mini speaker, playing music loud enough for me to hear.

He held onto an imaginary microphone, putting on a show.

I swayed along to the music as he rapped to a Drake song, impressed by his charisma.

'I wonder if I could rap...'

When the Drake song stopped, another began. I recognized it to be the dance duet routine that Changkyun and Hyungwon did together for every show.

I muttered along to the lyrics. "How long has this been going on..."

Changkyun paused, reaching his hand out to pull me up on stage.

"Come on." He smirked at me, pulling me up.

My heart raced as I looked up into his face.

'What is he up to?'

I guess if he was trying to look cool, it was totally working.

During the part of the choreography where Hyungwon would run his hand over Changkyun's chest, he stood behind me and did the same thing, hand hovering over my chest. I stood there stiffly, not sure what to do as he danced along to the music.

I got an up-close-and-personal look at his talents.

When it was over, Changkyun turned and smiled at me, out of breath.

"What do you think?" He asked.

I blushed, avoiding his piercing gaze.

"I already knew you were good at dancing." I muttered.

"Let me teach you." He said.

I turned my head quickly, surprised. "How? I'm not good at this stuff..." I laughed, scratching the side of my neck out of nervousness.

"It's easy, just stand like this." Changkyun said, motioning for me to watch him. He stood with his legs shoulder length apart, looking cool while doing it.

I copied him, paying close attention to my feet, but I probably didn't look as cool.

"And then you kind of just stick out your chest and roll your body." He demonstrated.

"Okay..." I said, copying his movements.

'I guess this isn't too hard.'

He taught me a couple seconds of the choreography, which only seemed to get more difficult.

"I don't know about this..." I muttered. "I got the first half-second, but now I'm not too sure..."

"You're doing great!" Changkyun assured me, "Here, I'll watch you."

I sighed, doing the bits of the dance I could remember. 

"Perfect!" Changkyun cheered once I was done.

I turned around, surprised I was being praised.

"Really?" I smiled at him.

Our eyes locked as we stared at each other across the way. I seemed to be frozen by his gaze, and the feeling was mutual. I tried to think of something to say to break the silence, but no words came.

Changkyun seemed to stride the length of the distance between us quickly, placing a hand on my cheek.

"C-changkyun..." I stuttered, unsure of what he was going to do.

"Shh." He murmured, putting a finger to his lips.

I watched his lips closely as he leaned in slowly to me, our lips meeting. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me tightly against him. I slung my arms around his neck, melting into the kiss.

This tour seemed to be going well.

Almost too well...