Daniels prov.

My mom always told me I had good talent in the courses of singing and dancing but I never knew how to do both like a pro. I've seen Idols on TV, but that was really all I've seen and heard of them. Soon, when I was 16 my mom let me move to Seoul and I was gonna become a trainee at PTJ! Of course I'm going to drop-out of school to do it, but you know what who cares my grades are terrible anyway. But I'm not telling my mom. We need money anyways.

I was walking to the PTJ building when I bumped into some slightly taller guy but I managed to drop his sunglasses and very loose hat. "Oh sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going." The guy turned around. "No, no! Please don't apologize! Its my fault I just stopped in the middle of the sidewalk." Daniel stared at him in aw.
Daniel thought to himself, 'OMG ITS DG!' 

Daniel was going to yell but he knew he shouldn't. In the distance they both heard yells that followed, "It's DG!, What where!, AHHHH!, Take me to your house!" 

People started to run like crazy people. We were both frozen in place not knowing what to do. Then suddenly something snapped inside of me and I grabbed his hand and started to run at full speed. 

"Come on! Hurry!" I yelled at him.

Still holding his hand and running Daniel cursed in his mind, 'Damn what was he doing without his bodyguards!' 

We went into a random building and we hid ourselves in the corner asking the worker to close the shop for a bit, but we had to pay him. What a picky guy. Sheesh! 

 Still catching our breaths we started to laugh for no reason. Then I asked, "W-where were your bodyguards?"

 "Well you know not everyone wants to be isolated by these two big men by your side, so I lost them on purpose." He said with a smirk. 

"Haha your right-SHIT!" I yelled while looking at my phone it read 4:47 pm.

 "Damn tryouts are in 13 minutes" he looked at me with a questioning look. 

"What?" He asked. 

"How far are we from PTJ!?" I couldn't keep calm. 

"Mmm...judging on how fast and far we ran maybe, around twenty to twenty-five minutes. But its ok! You're out of energy because of me, let me return the favor!"

 He happily went on his phone and called someone and he explained the whole situation to someone, maybe the manager. 

"Okay you're covered for you tardiness but now how to get you there in a quick way. Oh! I know who to call for that!" 

He took out his phone again and called someone but he just said directions. He told them to come as quick as possible and that it was urgent. 

"Okay I called someone so just wait a minute or two they live close by so don't worry. Oh yeah, by the way, whats your name?" 

 "Its Daniel, Daniel Park. Nice to meet you!" 

"Yeah same with me-oh-hes here but quickly here's my number," he led me outside to a guy with a motorcycle, "Lets talk more, lets be friends." He said with a smile. 

"Yeah, sure!" I said happily.

-EXTRA-

(getting on the motorcycle)

"Hey, take him to PTJ please!" DG said

The guy tilted his head a little as if questioning 'why'.

"Come on please you're my best friend do it for me." I was actually funny looking at him beg.

I couldn't see the guys face because he had a helmet on but i could tell, he was about my height, he had a fit body, and he was rich.

"Oh and before I forget! Here for both of you."

He handed us both an invitation for his 18 birthday party.

"Its next week, both of you try not to miss it or I'll be bored as hell. Even with the other there. And if you miss it I'll hunt you down. Okay now bye, and sorry to make both of to make space for me in you schedule!" he yelled as his driver pulled up.

The guy grabbed my hands and put them around his waist. I blushed a little. Like how do you expect a gay guy like me to not blush when he feels this guys abs through his shirt. 

Anyway, we started to drive off to the PTJ building. Putting my forehead on his shoulder, so the wind wouldn't hit my face, I thought, 

'He smells good...'