9:00 p.m Jungkook's POV
"Who are you calling a BRAT you overgrown man child?!!"
Jungkook picked Alexis up throwing her over his shoulder simultaneously tossing Tae keys to one of the SUV's. Grabbing her backpack from the ground against the wall he silently gloated at her struggle. With one hand over her hips and the other occupied with her heavy bag, he wondered what was in it as she almost wriggled free.
"You're strong baby, but not that strong." He readjusted his hold on her body between his bicep and forearm squeezing down to keeping her steady.
Heading to the red carpet car line where their SUV's waited for them, Jungkook took a rear exit he'd seen venue staff use. When the band arrived earlier they exited out of two of the five SUV's that accompanied them. The other three were filled with band security, management, and vital staff.
While staff set up in the Forum provided dressing room, he'd taken the initiative to roam the oval shaped arena. The circular building resembled a modern day coliseum with its massive white columns forming an exterior arcade of curved edges. The colonnade gave way to a suspended roof system that created an open interior space completely free of columns. Something Jungkook liked as it made the concert space feel more intimate.
On top of that there was a massive hospitality space with archival concert photos on the walls of legendary musicians who'd performed at the Forum. Filling the space were featured local restaurants like Pink Hot Dogs, Coolhaus ice cream sandwiches, and Cole's French dip sandwiches. Further backstage wandering revealed game rooms, fitness rooms, and lounge areas for artists. All areas he was now carrying an unwilling Alexis past.
Through her wiggling he was able to text his personal security detail he was on the way. Even with Alexis's screams echoing against the concrete walls, Jungkook relished at how light hearted he felt. "I swear to fucking God, Jeon-fucking-Jungkook, if you don't put me down!!! I'm gonna beat you like a god damn drum and the last thing you'll see before I send you to your maker is my fist! Let me go! Let me fuckin' go!" The sounds of an angel only he could hear.
Moments later Alexis heard a car door unlock and her body went from Jungkook's shoulder to leather seats inside an SUV. Before she could protest he was already halfway in. Mental note. Be more situationally aware of my surroundings instead of panicking in case I get kidnapped.
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