FAME GAME || J.JK [On Hold]

4| Just an admirer

7 PM

"He's going to start performing in two hours. Can we be in the arcade now, please? Renjun grabs his skateboard which is old but strong enough to be with us for like over six years, i nod, allowing us to go to the arcade which is very close to the venue of concert.

"Is jimin going to be there too?" He smiles cutely, walking while hopping, right before he puts his skateboard down to skate over it. I smile at this, knowing the one he likes a lot in all the three.

"Yes, he's in the band so he'll be performing too." I open the door which leads to the newly opened video game and gaming shop, "do you have the previous tokens we had taken?" I take my bag and open it quickly, checking my purse for the coins which would still be here. "Yeah, i have four. How much you have?"

There's none i have with me. How is this possible? "I have none." Sighing, i zip my purse and glance at renjun who seems busy in focusing on a girl who's throwing the small basketballs into the hoop. "Uh? That's a problem..." He shifts his eyes back at me, pretending he wasn't in a daze.

"That's okay, i'll buy two." I don't think this is a real problem since i'm more into the thoughts of some time afterwards when i'll be in a concert, for the first time ever, seeing all the three angels in real life.

My skin still gets chills even when i think for a brief second about being able to witness jungkook, jimin and taehyung in front of my eyes, not just behind the screen or on photos.

"Renjun?" I call out the name of the one who disappeared, but once i turn around to check out for him, i shake my head, a furtive smile creeping up on my face as i look at him bowling. I go to the counter to get my tokens as well, my mind filled with the shivering thoughts and adrenaline which pulses in every corner of my veins and blood.

"Hello. Please give me two for one time."

Jungkook's POV

8 PM

"I would be fine with the second one." My heart racing like it is my first performance, i inch down to take the silver monogram chain in my hand which is from Louis Vuitton, my favourite brand for jewelries.

"Did you exchange t-shirts?" Hada goes to taehyung, looking down at him. "Yeah," i whisper, "i liked his and it fitted me better." I stay still, letting the staff put my pendant for me.

"Hmm..." he doesn't speak anything since he knows i'm comfortable this way only, and he leaves us alone, rushing towards the stage to make sure everything is prepared and done well since there's hardly ten minutes left before we get there to perform and deliver our best, sing till our soul. "Guys, how do we say 'you're my love' in Japanese?"

"あなたは私の愛です." I tell jimin the words as they are, helping his bad skills of being a bilingual. Taehyung chuckles at the way jimin pronounces the words i had said, memorising them in whatever seconds we have left before we go insane and turn into our second selves.

"I heard there's many of our fans from auditions coming too....?" I close my eyes to let her spray the hairspray onto my blonde coloured hair, "that's true. There'll be many who had auditioned for the songwriter jungkook needed." Jimin smiles at me, "try guessing the one who you chose." He glances at me and looks at taehyung, "let's see how smart of an ass are you."

"Jimin," our manager catches him swearing right before the camera, and he chuckles, the man recording us leaves silently, "we'll have to cut that out of the video."

I smirk at jimin, "do you really think i can guess between like thousands and hundreds of people? Are you dumb or are you high on calcifediol?" I frown at him at this point, he really is pissing me off with this giggle he is letting out. "Bro..."

He pats my back but tries to calm me down even though i'm not pushed up, but just seem to because of my eyes that are tensed and watery due to the grey lenses i've worn.

"Let's go, guys." Hada comes back with baram, both of them looking somewhat pressured, but only i can feel the pressure and extent of it i feel inside me, being the leader, all of us having to perform more than fifteen songs, most of them with some choreography and instruments.

"We can do this." I, jimin and taehyung glance through each other, taking one last moment to hold out hands and clear the doubts and stress. "Let's go." I put my microphone on, ready.

End of Jungkook's POV

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"Ugh shit, we're late." I stop, bend down to touch my knees which are on the verge of giving up, but i still glare at renjun, "don't curse. It's okay." I catch my breath, though it's hard and that we've ran over ten kilometres in just a few minutes, trying to break free of the crowd and traffic around this place, to be exact.

"I'm really sorry, rumiko." He takes the blame on himself when it's actually no one's fault, and it's only been twenty minutes since the concert has started. I smile, going towards the arena, "hey, it's okay. I already told you. It was the traffic's fault."

"But still," he doesn't stop taking all on himself so i grab his arm and ruffle his hair, poking his chubby little cheek which is hot and burning just like mine, being in the same condition because of the running. "Let's go get our seats."

I go and show my card and tickets to the security, the one among many who look kind of scary and heavy, making me wonder about how a bad person could escape them. 

Renjun also shows his tickets and we both get permitted to go inside, without having to beg or give excuses for being late when on the other hand, everyone comes here three hours before the concert even starts.

"That's where we're supposed to be." We hurry upstairs of the stadium and i take my phone out to call shane, ask about her since she's working at the café and I'm here, having left her alone. "Renjun, hey."

He smiles. "No, wait for m-" I look sideways for the boy who runs off towards the seat with his young and fast legs. "Oh, i'm sorry i-"

I accidentally bump into someone i didn't expect to see here, really not tonight.

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