BTS - The Eighth Member

Award

A/N: I'm literally writing how the Grammy's should've gone down because I'll never not be salty about that. Also anything in italics is English.

I couldn't stop my leg from bouncing as we neared the category we were nominated for. Dynamite had been nominated for a Grammy, and if we won it would be the cherry on the top of our career.

"Nervous, Kid?" Jimin laughed, placing a calming hand on my knee.

"Yeah." I grinned, "I just can't believe we've made it this far."

"I can." He answered, "We've got this in the bag."

"Shh! Shh!" Namjoon interrupted, pointing at the TV, in which the Best Pop Duo/Group title was floating around the screen.

This was it. 8 years into my career, and I was finally having the moment I'd dreamed of since I was a kid. Years of hard work and dedication lead to this moment. I was breathing heavily, my lip trembling.

"And the Grammy goes to..." The announcer fumbled with the envelope, we all sat forward in our seats, trembling, "B.T.S!"

I fell into Jimin's shoulder, crying uncontrollably. But they were happy tears, we'd done it. He wrapped an arm around me, his own eyes watering, a single tear rolling down his cheek.

We'd been shunned for years, criticised, told we'd never make it. And here we were, Grammy award winning artists.

"Now let's welcome our winners, all the way in Seoul, South Korea, BTS!" The announcer pointed at the screen. Joon picked up the call. Our red and teary faces filling the screen that was being watched worldwide.

Jin sat forward, "ARMYYYYYY!" I laughed at his ritual, his voice echoing down the line, "Thank you! We Purple you."

We only had a short 30 second window to speak, and decided we'd use our slot to thank Army and Army only. There was no way we could've made it this far without them. This Grammy was as much theirs as it was ours.

"Army!" Namjoon beamed ear to ear, "Thank you, thank you, thank you. From the very bottom of hearts, we love you. We'd have never survived this 8 year journey without your constant support. I don't think there is enough words in the dictionary for me to describe how much we appreciate you and what you've done for us. This isn't just BTS' win, this is Army's win! We're in this together"

As planned we all started blowing kisses and on the count of three yelled, "We love you!"

"Congratulations BTS!" The screen returned to the host, "How excited they must be, and what a heart warming acceptance speech. Make sure to catch BTS' performance of their Grammy award winning song, Dynamite, later tonight in the show."

Unable to contain my joy, I jumped out of my seat, tears still streaming my face. I danced around the room, pulling each of my members to their feet. Everyone was on an emotional overdrive, hugging and smiling ear to ear, yet tears were soaking their faces.

"We did it!" My voice broke, "We really did it!" I covered my face with my hands, unable to believe this was my life. When I looked up again, Yoongi had hooked an arm around my neck, and pulled me into a group hug.

I held onto them as tight as I could. I never wanted to let go of this moment. I never wanted to let go of them, my best friends and support system for all these years.

"I was going to suggest sleep," Jin eventually spoke, "But I think we need to get on V-Live right now to celebrate with our friends."

Quickly we all sat down again, J-hope running for the cake we had prepared earlier tonight. Jungkook and Taehyung, who were sitting closest to the camera grabbed two bottles of champagne. As soon as we started the Live, they popped them, and we all cheered loudly. Definitely waking up everyone in the building.

But I didn't care, this was a night to celebrate. Before we had a chance to even speak, comments started flooding in,

"WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU!"

"LET'S GO BTS- WORLD DOMINATION NEXT!"

"I'M CRYING, I'M SO HAPPY FOR THEM!"

"WATCH THEM WIN EVERY CATEGORY NEXT YEAR!!!!"

"THAT'S WHAT WE CALL PERFECTION LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"

We each took it in turn to give our thanks, the 30 second slot of the show, not being sufficient. As the youngest I went last,

"Army, we couldn't have asked for a more supportive, loving fanbase. I thought being the only girl was going to be tough, but you made me all feel so welcome. I honestly can't believe this is my life. The guys mean the world to me and I could never repay them for everything they've done for me and I never could have even dreamed about coming this far without them, and obviously without you guys. Thank you so much! You guys mean everything to us! Hopefully we can be with you all again soon so I can hug you all so tightly and never let go. I love you!"

A/N: I'm ending this here because it's making me sad and angry again about what could've and should've been. Sorry it's a bit shorter than normal! See you next time :)