Blood Sweat & Tears: A BTS Story ✅

Chapter 23: The Revelation

"Namjoon, I need you to pull your arms in front of you and flex them as hard as you can, I don't want your shirt to rip this time from your shoulders," Gina tells him. Namjoon does as she asks and I can hear Jimin snickering from behind him.

We arrived in LA a couple of days early for the concert because the boys have a performance at the VMA's tomorrow and we needed to get another fitting done beforehand.

"Joonie, maybe you just shouldn't work out so much and then your shoulders wouldn't rip all your shirts," Jimin says and I walk over to him so we can giggle about his boyfriend together.

Namjoon's arms are crossed in front of him and he's flexing hard while Gina takes measurements. "Jimin I didn't hear you ever complaining about my strength beforehand. I would think you'd like me to rip all my shirts."

That makes the smaller boys nearly fall out of his chair in laughter.

"No more ripped shirts!" Gina grumbles angrily. "It is too difficult to keep fitting you boys the more you work out, I can't keep up!"

"Aw, c'mon Gina!" Taehyung calls from the couch in the fitting room, "We're getting swoll for the ladies."

Gina's face just pinches further than before, "I don't even want to guess what the means."

I cross over to Gina and flick Tae on the forehead on the way, "It means they are getting bulkier for female attention."

Taehyung lunges for me but Hoseok holds him back while replying, "Not me! I'm working out my arms and abs for male attention."

I blow him a kiss "Aw, Hobi, if only you swung both ways." Ever since the night he stayed with me when I was crying we've grown closer. He makes me feel safe and since he doesn't like women I'm never worried that I could do something stupid and ruin our friendship forever with my succubus feelings. He even helped me call a car for Elena later that night when I was too tired to do it myself.

I try to take a seat on one of the other couches but Yoongi is asleep stretched out on it. Jungkook is getting fitted with another seamstress and Jin isn't anywhere to be found. Normally I'd be worried one of the guys was missing but Richard flew in for their performance so my responsibility for the boys takes a back seat to just my overall assistant duties.

Quietly and gently I lift up Yoongi's legs and sit on the edge of the couch and then put them over my lap. I thought I was being discreet but when I look at his face I see he's popped an eye open to look at me. If I was one of the boys he might have scolded me, but Yoongi's been ignoring me since he found out that Hobi spent the night in my room. I don't know why that bothers him that much since there isn't any worry for a romantic connection, but he's been ignoring me anyway.

I look around the room, Namjoon and Jungkook are switching spots with Tae and Jimin for fittings and then Hobi is practicing dance moves for the performance. I take a chance, I can't stand having both Jin and Yoongi ignore me anymore. Not with the impending meeting with my mom hovering so close in the distance.

I poke him in the side, "Why are you mad at me?"

Yoongi opens both eyes just barely and it looks like a glare. "You should know why." Is all he says and then closes them again.

Air puffs out of my nose angrily. "Well, how am I supposed to know if you don't tell me? I know what I said back in the limo was hard for the both of us." Well, for all three of us actually, but I'm not about to bring up Jin right now. "But that was so long ago I thought we could be friends again by now."

This seems to anger him and he sits up on his elbows in a flash. "You think this is about the limo?" His voice has risen a few octaves and I glance around to make sure we haven't caught the attention of the other members of the crew.