“...Seriously? You even changed your profile pic?” Da-bin disapprovingly slid his green eyes at his smug friend.
“What? It’s a cute picture, pfft.”
“Ha… Fame got to your head. But, maybe, the kid was onto something with this egghead drawing.” Da-bin murmured the last bit as he rolled his eyes at Woo-jae’s amused grin.
Who would have thought that Song Yoo’s ‘reincarnation’ could be so childish? In his past life, the actor had been known for his caring personality and gentle charisma! …Well, then again, this world was quite different from what Woo-jae had lived in before. But hadn’t Song Yoo asked God for a peaceful life in his next one? So, why was he such a childish jerk picking a fight with his future “boyfriend?!”
This guy will drain out my holy spirit by the time this ordeal is over… Why have you assigned him to me, My Lord?!, Da-bin sobbed as he hung his head down low. Why was he a fudgin’ babysitter for these humans?! All he wanted was to return to his post as a dominion* angel!
Dejected, Da-bin got up from his seat. Oh, what was the point in complaining? He couldn’t return until either Heeyoon managed to get Song Yoo’s attention… Or Ye-ji hauled Heeyoon back to Heaven. However, from the look of things, Da-bin doubted that neither would occur soon.
Noticing Da-bin standing up, Woo-jae anxiously grabbed his best friend’s wrist while his eyes wavered in panic, “W-Where are you going?!”
“You said you wanted coffee. I’ll get you some along with a sandwich, so stay here.”
“I– You know I don’t like being by myself!!!” Woo-jae hissed, worriedly glancing around the area.
“What are you, five? Stop whining; no one’s going to recognize you. Relax, I’ll be right back.”
Scurrying away from his flustered friend, the mint-haired man disappeared into the crowded airport. At a loss, Woo-jae reluctantly redirected his attention to his Mestagram* while occasionally fidgeting with his baseball cap. Tapping on his most recent post, he smirked at the thousands of likes that had already accumulated within the last ten minutes. Dang, it sure was nice to have a massive following sometimes.
Setting his phone down on the table, the rising actor/ college student yawned as he lazily waited for his best friend to return with their drinks. Why did Da-bin always leave him alone? That dude knew he hated being in public by himself–
“Uh… Girl, isn’t that Ki-tae from ‘Time Limit’???”
“Where..? OMG! It is! What’s he doing here?!”
“Seol Woo-jae?! Wow… he’s so handsome off-screen too!”
“Omo*! It’s Woo-jae oppa*!”
As his fangirls squealed in delight, others in the airport gawked at the dazzling young man. Woah, was he a real-life celebrity?!
Panicked, Woo-jae tried to cover himself more with his baseball cap, but it was too late. A flock of curious fans already surrounded the frazzled actor. Awkwardly smiling, Woo-jae jumped from his seat, desperately trying to find an escape route from the mob. However, his squealing fangirls already blocked every angle within his surroundings. Goddammit! Why the hell did he believe Da-bin’s words?! Not recognize me, my butt! He should have at least let me change out of these flashy clothes first!
“OPPA! Can I take a picture with you–”
“AHHH! I LOVE YOU!”
“Can I get an autograph? NO! A hug? NO!!! A KISS?!”
Trapped by his clamoring fans and his heart rapidly thumping against his chest, Woo-jae tried to stay calm. Oh no, this was bad. The actor could feel his mouth going dry as his hands started to grow clammy from cold sweat. Clutching his throbbing chest, Woo-jae tried his best to take in deep breaths. Yet, the South Korean star couldn’t calm down.
He awkwardly offered “fan service” to his eager admirers, forcing another sunny smile. However, as much as Woo-jae tried to hide it, he knew he couldn’t hide it any longer. His bright smile slowly started to diminish into one of nervousness as the group grew larger and larger until Woo-jae felt like he would suffocate. His knees knocked against each other as the young actor tried to keep from dropping to the floor when a clear, loud voice rang across the excited terminal.
“HEY! GIVE THE MAN SOME SPACE, WILL YA?!”
Glancing up at the source, Woo-jae stared to find two teenagers glowering at the crazed mob. Huh…? Weren’t they those idiots from earlier?! What were they doing here? Before he even had a chance to react, Yoo-jin yanked Woo-jae toward him in irritation.
“Just because this dude happens to be a celeb doesn’t mean y’all can just hoard him to yourselves. Shoo!” Yoo-jin yelled at the flabbergasted fans.
Hidden behind Yoo-jin, Hyun continued aggressively munching on a mont blanc, uninterested in the situation before him. Meeting Woo-jae’s incredulous stare, the ruby-eyed teen paused before a slight blush crept across his cheeks. Quickly turning around, Hyun shoveled the remaining cake into his mouth. Awkward…!
Disgruntled grumbles rumbled through the crowds as security personnel finally arrived at the scene… along with Da-bin, who was completely out of breath. Rolling his eyes, Yoo-jin glanced at Woo-jae to find him gawking at Hyun taking a massive bite of a cream puff. Oh geez, that kid was stress-eating again.
Gliding his gaze back to the actor, Yoo-jin frowned. How was this dude a celebrity if he didn’t even have his own entourage? That was a thing, right…? Oh, whatever. That didn’t even matter right now!
“I believe you have something of ours?”
“Huh?”
“My friend’s drawing that you uploaded on Mestagram! Now it’s all over social media, and it’ll be your fault if Hyun can’t get into art school!”
“Art school?”
Woo-jae peered behind Yoo-jin and did a once-over on Hyun. That kid was planning on attending art school…? With those horrible skills?! Woo-jae glanced over at his best friend, who was also staring at Hyun in bewilderment. Well, good to know he wasn’t the only one who thought it was a ridiculous claim.
“Yeah! Why?! Got a problem with that?!” Yoo-jin angrily yelled, daring Woo-jae to say anything else.
“... Nevermind. Hey, kiddo, here’s your–”
“I’m not a kiddo. I’m 19, you jerkface! HMPH! We got what we came for, Jin. Let’s go.”
Snatching back his drawing, Hyun couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. What had he been thinking? It wasn’t like he was a good artist or anything. Heck, this was his first drawing since he reincarnated… so of course, he couldn’t draw! Why, oh why, did he jokingly tell Yoo-jin that he was going to attend art school?! Ugh...!
Trailing after Yoo-jin, Hyun clenched the drawing in his hand. Why was he always doing utterly pointless things? Upset that he had been mocked by millions worldwide for his poor drawing skills, Hyun crumpled up the paper and threw it into the recycling bin. Nothing was going his way…or had that been God’s plan all along…?
“God, you freaking a**hole, you win.”
~~~
“...Did he just throw that in the recycling bin?!”
“Yup… I told you not to post it on–”
“Go get it for me?”
“Are… Are you serious?!” Da-bin gaped at Woo-jae in disbelief while his friend pouted in response. Good grief…! This human was ticking him off day by day! Just when could he return to his former occupation?!
“I went through so much trouble to find him, and he just left! All my efforts were moot!”
“Right, you did so much by posting a picture on social media... So why were you trying to find him? Wait, which one were you looking for???”
“The cute one, duh.”
“???”
“Da-binnnn. Please? What if people recognize me and snap pictures of me picking out trash from the recycling bin? You know I–”
“OKAY, I’ll do it. Also, it’s recyclables, not trash. Don’t you know the difference?”
Not waiting to hear Woo-jae’s response, Da-bin stomped to the trash/recycling bins when he paused in his tracks. Wait, cute one??? Then was he talking about Yoo-jin?! Smacking his head, the green-haired angel groaned in frustration.
“He really is a dumb human. How could he fall for the wrong one?! God, please let me go back….!”
SIDE NOTE:
*Dominion angel(s): A rank of angels within the second sphere of the hierarchy of angels in Christianity. “Dominations”/“Dominions” regulate the duties of lower angels. Only in rare cases do they reveal themselves to humans.
*Mestagram = social media; similar to “Instagram” xD
*Omo: Korean for “Omg.”
*Oppa: Korean word for “older brother” (used by females; can also be used romantically/ platonically)
**NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.**
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