Cheat List || Taekook

Chapter 12

Small breaths of air left Taehyung's mouth as he nervously walked back and forth. The boy was waiting for the signal from someone from the technical staff to go onto the podium and do his battle. Nervousness was roaming the boy's whole body and his hands were slightly shaking.

"You look amazing!" Rose suddenly spoke as she walked over to where Taehyung was standing. The blonde girl would have to battle after Taehyung and there wasn't even a tiny bit of nervousness visible on the small girl's face.

"Thanks." The grey haired boy answered while a hint of uncertainty was lacing his voice. The boy had spend at least half an hour at the make up booth and he was wearing clothes that a professional stylist had chosen out for him. Sure he did like the way he looked but it also made him a bit uncomfortable too. The clothes he was wearing were way more outgoing than anything he would have picked out himself and his make up was a bit too much for his own liking too. Ohh how Taehyung wished they would have let Jimin style him. At least his best friend would know exactly what type of clothes would look great on him while they also gave Taehyung the save feeling he so desperately longed for.

"Are you excited to go onto the stage yet?" Rose then asked as she put both her hands on the taller boy's shoulders while sending a bright smile his way. Taehyung smiled back slightly while heavy puffs of air kept leaving his mouth once in a while. "Truth be told, I am nervous as hell." The grey haired boy admitted while he looked at his newest friend with fear visible in his eyes.

Sure Jungkook had told him that he was in fact his favourite but that didn't matter. If Taehyung fucked up the song now the brunette couldn't possibly choose him to win the battle which would result in the whole competition ending for Taehyung. That was something he absolutely didn't want.

The fact that both Jimin and Bogum were actually here to support him through his battle was something which calmed down the grey haired boy a bit. The two most important people in his life were going to watch him battle Jinyoung from the family room and all Taehyung wanted was to make the two of them proud.

"No don't be! You'll win, I'm sure of it." Rose then spoke as she tried to encourage the nervous boy a bit. In the short amount of time that she had gotten to know Taehyung she had immediately taken a liking in him. The boy was everything she looked for in a friend and thus she would support him fully. Opponents or not, the blonde girl didn't care.

Soon one of the members of the technical staff told Taehyung to get ready as Hoseok, the host of the voice, was going to announce him every moment now. The moment the grey haired boy would hear Hoseok say his name he was supposed to walk up the stairs and take his place on the podium, right next to Jinyoung who was going to be announced first.

"And Jinyoung will be batteling against none other that Kim Taehyung. The boy who is famous for his deep voice and pretty face. He will make sure to show everyone exactly why all four coaches turned their chairs for him." Hoseok announced and quickly Taehyung began to walk up the stairs before he went up the stage. Immediately once Taehyung's face got into sight the crowd started to cheer loudly and a small smile began to form onto the grey haired boy's face.

Sure he knew damn well that none of these people had any clue who the hell he was. After all, the blind audition in which he had competed hadn't even aired on television yet. However the fact that he got a glimpse of how it actually was to feel famous was something that was amazing to the small boy. If he screwed it up now then at least he would take the experience he had gotten here with him home.

The moment Taehyung took place right next to Jinyoung the older boy smiled at him with a hint of nervousness on his face and immediately Taehyung smiled back. Jinyoung was in the same boat as him and somehow that gave the grey haired boy a good feeling. At least he wasn't the only one who was practically bursting with nervousness.