If you are not familiar with the series, I suggest you start with Jimin's ff STAY WITH ME
To my lovely B+7 followers,
Hoseok is now joining the other members in his quest to find the woman to spend his life with.
Obviously, it goes without saying that all of the events are fictional, and I do not own any of the characters involved or images posted.
I hope you will enjoy the story as much as I do writing it.
-----------------------
"Hey Hyung, what are you doing?" Jungkook plopped down on the couch next to Hoseok.
"Just looking through Instagram," the rapper replied as his eyes scanned over the post with the #btsconcert. "I hope Jin-hyung and Jimin hurry up to say bye to their wives and get their asses to the stadium so we can start with the soundcheck." "Are you grumpy? Maybe you should also look for a girl to take care of your needs?" The youngest advised his friend before leaving him to grab a bite from the table covered in all sorts of food. Hoseok parodied his dongsaeng, rolling his eyes at the youngest comment. Suddenly his eyes took in a post with a beautiful dress. He stared at the caption with a smile.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Why not help out a desperate Army?" he mumbled when he wrote a quick reply. "Hey, guys!" Jimin entered the room with a bright smile. "Finally. Is Jin-hyung with you?" Hoseok was about to get up, but Jimin pushed him back down. "Sorry, Hobi. From the moans coming from his room, I think he needs a little bit more time to get here." Jimin illustrated as he took a seat next to the dancer.
This was not her first time in Paris as her job requested her to report on the best hotels in the world. However, it was her first-ever concert to attend. Xenia was nervous as she did not know what to wear for such an event. She took every piece of clothing from her suitcase and held it before her while looking in the mirror. Yet she still could not decide on one outfit. After an hour, she had managed to get her choice down to two. But which one was the best to wear, she was unsure? As a last resort, she decided to make a post on Instagram. Even if she had only a few followers, Army would surely help her out with her dilemma.
As she was doing her make-up so as not to run tardily later when she needed to go to the venue, her phone buzzed, announcing a new message. Xenia walked over to the bed and picked up the device. She smiled when she saw a DM on her Instagram post. Her post had already been up for two hours with no reply, so she had already given up on getting any feedback.
