Bucket Hat

Backstage

Kayla and I get to the farthest point on the right side of the stage we can figure. No one is there to meet us. I immediately start to sweat, thinking we are going to get caught by fans or security or something. "Do we just stand here and wait?" Kayla says as she's looking around. My sister is normally pretty calm but I see her even being fidgety. "I don't know. I'll text him." I pull my phone out.

We are what we think is the farthest corner on the right side of the stage like you said, but no one is here. I'm really nervous.

We continue standing there, waiting. "El, this is making me really nervous. What if security sees us and kicks us out? Maybe we should just go back and try to get our spots back." She's looking all round and pacing a bit. I'm about to agree when my phone vibrates.

My manager that you know will be to you in a moment. Please do not leave.

I sigh, feeling slightly relieved but still incredibly anxious. "He said his manager from last night is on his way here and to wait." Kayla is still visibly nervous. She keeps flinging her head all around. "For how long?" As soon as Kayla utters the words we see the same kind man from last night appear from behind a curtain. He walks quickly to us and pulls a barrier back for us to slip through. "Comes with me ladies. The group is in styling getting prepared. I'm requested to take you there to them." I smile and thank him and Kayla puts her arm through mine, sighing in relief, as we follow him and try to calm our nerves. We walk for a few minutes through what looks like a tunnel until we start seeing people moving around and I can hear the members talking and singing. "The members are in here, please come in." He smiles at us as he opens a door for us and gestures for us to enter. I look at Kayla and she shoves me in front of her and we slowly walk in, Kayla holding onto my shirt.

Inside looks like a zoo. People are moving quickly in every direction. There are vanities set up with more make-up than I've ever seen before on each one. There's also blow dryers and straighteners set on the tables with what I assume to be at least a dozen different hair products strewn on them. There's a couple couches and a coffee table off to the right side and I see Yoongi sitting on one looking at his phone. His medium brown hair appears to already be styled. I see Jimin sitting in a chair at one of the vanities getting make-up applied and Jin is doing the same at one beside Jimin. Hoseok is walking around chatting with staff and appears to be ready to go. I don't see Namjoon, Taehyung, or Jungkook anywhere. "Jungkook is still in wardrobe. He will be out momentarily. You can have a seat at the couch if you'd like." The manager gestures toward the couches Yoongi is sitting at and I smile and thank him. He quickly walks away and we both just stand still, afraid to move. Kayla whisper yells, "do we go sit next to the ass that I love most or do we stay right here?" I have no idea what to do. I feel so out of place and uncomfortable. I shrug slightly while I keep looking around at all the people. "I don't know." We then see Namjoon walk in through a curtain on the far right side of the room and then I hear the sweetest sound ever behind him. Jungkook is singing. My heart starts beating rapidly when I see him appear. He is dressed in white pants that are baggy, he's got a ripped white netted shirt on, showing off his impressive chest, with a red bomber jacket over it, and white combat boots. His hair looks perfect. His make-up is done. He looks unreal. Just like all the photos I have saved on my phone and that adorn my house. And he's singing, warming his vocal cords I'd guess, which makes my breath hitch a bit. He's so perfect.

Namjoon sees us first. "Ella! Kayla! It's good to see you again. I'm glad you made it back here. Our maknae was getting worried." He turns and grabs Jungkook by the neck with his arm and pulls him around to face us. When he sees me his face lights up. "Ella, you're here." He wiggles out of Namjoons grip easily and comes toward me. He grabs my hands and pulls me to him into a hug. I didn't know what to do. He's doing this in front of everyone. The staff, all the members. I got so nervous. He puts his face up to my ear and whispers, "I missed you a lot Ella. Thank you for coming back to me." The semi broken English makes my heart melt. I slowly raise my arms and wrap them around his waist and hug him back. Once I do I feel him lift me some. I laugh when he sits me down and breaks away enough to look at me. We get locked with our eyes again. I could stare into them all day. "Kayla, you can come over here to the couch if you want. Keep me and grandpa company. The love birds need a moment I think." Kayla smiles and nods to Namjoon and follows him to the couch. "Call me grandpa again in front of a beautiful woman and see what happens." Kayla whips her head in the direction of the comment. Yoongi is still looking at his phone but looks up briefly to glare at Namjoon and glance quickly at Kayla. Her eyes grow wide. Namjoon chuckles, "Sorry man. Just trying to get you to maybe talk to this lovely lady while she's here and all. You appear to be her bias, am I right Kayla? I believe that's a Suga picket in your hands." She blushes and stammers incoherently while trying to hide the picket behind her. Yoongi puts his phone in his lap and look up, directly at Kayla. "She is a beautiful woman so it's obvious she'd bias the most handsome member." He slightly curves his mouth up to a small smile. He then leans back, picks his phone back up and goes back to his screen. She was left speechless with her mouth agape. Namjoon chuckles at the scene. "Damn Yoongs, only you can render a woman speechless with one sentence." Yoongi just shrugs, not looking up from his phone.