BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2016

Chapter 52- Wings Comeback

Author's Note at the End :)

Underlined = English

Underlined + Italycised = French

October 13th, 2016:

It was the fateful day. We were performing the songs for the first time today. So far, ARMY seemed to be loving the song. I chuckled at the tweets about it just being too much for some ARMYs and that they, and we, would need to repent for our sins. Jimin and Taehyung kept sharing dirty comments by ARMY which they seemed to be loving.

I had spent most of last night making Jimin a cake. Regardless of what was going on, I prided myself in ensuring the boys got their homemade birthday cakes. I had only missed it once because I hadn't been able to go home, and I wanted to keep it that way. Yoona had come out in the middle of the night not impressed I hadn't been sleeping, but I had won her over when I offered the extra uncooked batter left in the bowl.

Now the morning had come, I was extremely nervous. Like really nervous. My stomach felt like it was grinding itself to death. I had gone to throw up before we left her apartment, but since I hadn't eaten anything, I mostly just threw up water. Everyone was worried about me, but I was working hard on reassuring them and telling them I had to do this to ever get better.

--------------------------------

We were now walking through rows of fans to the dot on the street for photos before walking into the building to shoot Mnet M! Countdown. The initial walkway to the open area was quite thin, the barriers and walkway between fans and idols were only a few feet wide. I very consciously walked very close behind to Seokjin, and I could feel Jungkook very close behind me. I was sandwiched between the two of them and I felt safer. I had worn an outfit that covered nearly all my skin. I was wearing black skinny jeans, a gray Anti-Social Social Club hoodie, and black lace boots. I had a couple of rings on and stud earrings. I braided my hair down the side of the neck the hickeys were. While I had covered them with makeup, I didn't want to risk it. As a result of the bruises, we had also changed my dress for the performance at the last minute. The new one had a large, oversized bow covering most of the neck.

We organised ourselves in our usual line, with me between Yoongi and Seokjin and I nervously smiled and waved at fans and paparazzi. I couldn't help looking quickly around, trying to find any potential threats to watch out for. I also grabbed at my stomach, it hurt just as much as it did during my time of the month, if not more. Yoona had made me eat some yogurt on the way because even if I threw it up later, I had to have some sustenance in me for a bit. I felt Yoongi's hand rub my back and then squeeze my shoulder. I look over at him and he smiles reassuringly at me. 

A few hours later after rehearsal, we were in our lounge preparing for our comeback stage. They had organised a separate room for me as they usually did, but I didn't want to be left alone. My hair was taking a lot of time given they were putting it in a high ponytail with two strands framing my face. The head makeup stylist came to start my makeup as they did the finishing touches on my hair. I was silent through it all. The boys were talking and joking, but I was trying to focus and help ease my stomachache. The stylist makes to perfect the hiding of my neck bruises, but I quickly stopped her.

"I'll do it," I say, taking the sponge. I stand up and do it myself leaning in to get a better look in the mirror. I still felt uncomfortable with other people touching my neck and frankly, I was still a bit ashamed of them and didn't want others to have to deal with it.