Under the lights tonight || Park Jimin

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Finally, we're at our seats, practically pressed right against the stage only a few feet and a security guard between us. The car ride was long, listening to Stella rant about her bias was always funny because she loves Yoongi so much more than anyone else. It was always fun to listen to her obsessed rambling. She always talked as if she was ever going to meet them. Then she dragged me around to the merchandise booth, spending practically all her money then getting mad when I didn't buy anything. I just didn't see the point in wearing something branded with a group for teenage girls, it's embarrassing, to be honest.

"I'm shaking, I'm so excited." Stella grips my arm and shakes my entire body.

"Okay, okay, I get it." I pull my arm away from her.

"You aren't even a little excited?" Stella frowns, crossing her arms.

"I told you the million times you asked before, I would rather be at home." I crossed my arms and flop down into my seat.

"Ana," Stella snaps, "Stop pretending like you don't want to be here. I know you're excited," She sits down beside me, "After all these years you get to finally see Kim Taehyung in person!" She giggles as she mentions my old bias.

"Fine," I huff, "Maybe it will be nice to finally see him in person."

"I knew you would get more excited thinking about Taehyung!" Stella shakes my arm again before standing up, "Oh my god it's almost time!"

"Alright, alright!" I laughed, standing up again. I guess if she's going to drag me here I guess I might as well pretend to enjoy it. Fake it until you make it.

*****

Dionysus, Not today, Wings, Trivia: Just Dance, Euphoria, and Best of me have played and I hated to admit it, I am having an insanely good time. I hated to admit how much fun I am having, maybe I should thank Stella for dragging me here but I probably wouldn't admit she was right. Stella had managed to get me up on my feet and dancing, I felt awkward still but I'm having too much fun to care.

"Wait," I pull Stella's arm so I can speak in her ear, "What song is next?" I asked not quite recognizing the music.

"Serendipity," Stella says back.

"Oh." You nod, you weren't sure how you didn't recognize it considering Stella had it on repeat for weeks.

The lights were changing slowly as Jimin rose from the stage in a plastic bubble. I had seen a lot of creative things tonight but this was performance was already beautiful. The stage was washed over with pinkish light and Jimin's soft voice started. He looked so pretty in the half white and half black shirt with his now brown hair pushed back from his face. He moved to pop the plastic bubble and stands up. He begins to dance slowly as he continues to sing. This song was so simple and pretty, I couldn't help but sway slowly, watching Jimin as he moved gracefully across the stage. I don't know when I started singing along but I did, it was an odd sensation at first because I didn't often speak Korean anymore, only with Mae on occasion. The song slowly came to a close and Jimin stopped right in front of where Stella and I stood. He crouched down to be almost eye level with us. Jimin's eyes kept scanning the crowd, a playful smile on his lips.

"Oh my god..." Stella mutters, just loud enough for me to hear. I look at her and giggle at the outburst.

I turn back to the stage just to see Jimin's eyes locked on me, "You've all been lovely." He looks amongst the crowd again before back to me, winking before turning back to leave the stage. I blush a bright red, embarrassed by the eye contact. I roll it off, it's not like Jimin meant any of that, he was playing the part of being on stage. It sent butterflies through my stomach even if it was fake.

*****

The concert was beautiful, honestly, I'm embarrassed to say that Stella was right. The last song, Mikrokosmos, was starting. I knew this song well because of Stella, this was a song she constantly played all the time. It was starting and I turned to peek over at Stella, who had a few tears streaming down her face. I had to hold back a laugh that she was crying again.

The song started to play and Stella wrapped an arm around my neck, swaying us back and forth. I wrapped an arm around her waist, "You got me." She sang along with a grin, her head turning to face me.

I turned to face her as we continued to sway, "I got you." We continued to dance and sway as the song played and the concert was pulling to an end. It made me giggle because I felt like I was the only person in the crowd not crying over the concert ending I was grateful this night was almost over. The song was ending and fireworks went off.

"Excuse me, ma'am?" A voice startled me as he tapped on my hands that are resting on the railing.

I look down from the fireworks to meet the eyes of the security guard standing in front of me, "Yes?" I shout, over the booming music.

"You two must have dropped these," He holds out two laminated cards, "Gotta be more careful."
I took the pieces of paper not realizing what they were, "Oh..." I looked down at the cards, "These aren't our-" I looked up and I realized he was gone. Backstage passes, just lost and returned to us? I turn to give them away to the girls beside me but Stella catches my hand.

"What are these?" She says in my ear, before looking down at the cards, "Holy crap, how did you get these?" She shouts.

I flinch away, "Someone dropped them and the security thought they were ours," I roll my eyes, "We have to return them to someone. I bet they're looking for them." I lean over the rail trying to get a security guard's attention.

"Wait," Stella pulls me back, "What if we just use them? I mean, of course, it sucks that someone lost them but ya know they could be ours now."

I scoff, "Stella absolutely not." Even if the concert was fun, I didn't want to spend a minute longer here than I had to, I wanted to go home and crawl into bed. I'm tired and want to go to bed, "Stella I have work in the morning."

"But Ana," Stella shakes me as the last fireworks go off, "We have to use these, its BTS! I'll never forgive you if we don't."

I sighed, "Fine but we're not staying long."

"Fine, fine." Stella jumps with excitement handing me a card. We slip the passes over our necks and wait for the lights to go dark. The fireworks finish and the lights come back on in the stadium. I look around and have to bite back a giggle at all the people crying over a concert ending. It was honestly hilarious how attached girls our age or even older are. "Are you ready to?" I turn to ask Stella, who was instead staring at the empty stage.

"One minute." She looks like she's holding back her tears.

"Are you really crying?" I giggled at Stella's childish behavior. I couldn't believe that she was actually crying over a concert ending.

"We actually just saw BTS," Stella gasps, "How are you not more upset?"

"Cause I," I cross my arms, "Grew up and I'm not obsessed with some boy group anymore."

"You aren't even a little upset?" Stella crosses her arms too, "I mean you are the one who introduced me to them when you came to New York. You were super obsessed and you seriously don't care at all now?" Stella looks a little upset.

"Sorry Stella," I shrug, "I guess I just outgrew them."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah I'm sure," I roll my eyes, "Now do you want to use these passes or not?" I motion to the plastic around my neck.

Stella smiles wide, "Alright, alright." She holds out an arm to link with mine, "Are you at least excited that you get to meet them?"

"Nope," I sighed, "I would rather be headed home now."

"Come on," Stella whines as we walk to the backstage entrance, "At least pretend to be excited when we meet them, it would be rude otherwise."

"Fine," I sigh with an eye roll, "I'll pretend to be excited."