It had been about 2 months of my modeling career as well as Yoongi and I reconciling. It would be a lie to say that everything has been smooth. His jealousy knows no bounds and neither does my stubbornness but we're making it work. Today we decided it was time to pay our old friend Bam a visit. He is the reason why everyone was able to have a safe outlet back in college.
The club music is loud as we all stride through the door. People in line groaning as we skip through and the bouncer lets us in.
"We've been standing here for an hour and those people get to just walk in?"
"Do you not know who they are?! That's BTS! I think Bora is with them too!"
"Are you serious?! Omg I will gladly stand here for hours if I can get in and catch a glimpse of them!"
You roll your eyes at the exchange as you make a bee line straight for the bar where no doubt you'll find Bam in the middle of the action.
"Hey bartender! Could we get some service here?!" Namjoon yells from across the bar. You see Bam scowl and make his way over to us before realizing who stands in front of him.
"Holy shit why didn't you fuckers tell me you were coming?!" Namjoon and Bam hug before he turns to me.
"Little Alex I've missed you babe!" Bam picks me up spinning me a bit before setting me down next to a slightly frustrated Yoongi.
"Yoongs, still as protective as ever. It's good to see you all. It's been what like almost 4 years?"
"It's good to see you too Bam." Yoongi smiles genuinely before him and Bam hug.
"Oh my god! Lisa!" You run and hug your old 'mentor' and you both squeal.
"Still with this nucklehead?" You gesture to a pouting Bam as Lisa nods her head enthusiastically.
"You guys HAVE to perform. I was about to go back up next but I could do with a break and I would love to see BTS live." She chuckles as she tries to convince the guys to relive the fun college years before they know the conversation is going nowhere.
Bam hops on stage and grabs the mic and signals for everyone to quiet down.
"We have a special guest for you guys! Back in the day when I owned just a small pub these guys performed on my raggedy makeshift stage for dollar tips. Now they're a big time idol group. Everyone give a welcome to my old friends, BTS!" Screams erupt from everywhere and I have to clutch my ears as I scan the crowd. Everyone's phone are out, screaming and women crying. Some fixing their makeup and pulling their clothes down to show more skin and holy shit I think that girl just fainted.
"Hi everyone! We are BTS!" They all bow and get into position. From the beginning beat and their positions on stage I know they're performing Run BTS. One of my favorites. I sing and dance along in the crowd as I watch my best friends and enigmatic boyfriend perform. They give their all despite it being a club instead of a legit concert and I feel an overwhelming sense of pride and love. They perform a couple songs before meeting me back at the bar.
"Your turn!" Bam picks me up and starts pulling me towards the stage.
"Oh hell no. Sorry I don't sing anymore. That was a long time ago."
"Oh come on Alex. You used to love being on stage. I was shocked you didn't try to become an idol instead of modeling. You're a natural up on stage." Lisa is trying to pull me towards the stage as I flash a 'help me' look at the guys.
"I would like to hear the beautiful voice. It's been a long time since I heard you sing."
"Not helping Yoongi! I probably suck now it's been years." I sigh.
"With the range on your voice and the way it carried that was too natural for it to just stop. Get your ass on that stage now before I pull you up there myself." Bam stomps his foot and points to the stage. Defeated I sigh and walk around the side up the steps. The moment I walk up to the mic in the spotlight cheers and screams erupt. Sometimes I forget people know who I am. Fear creeps up my spine as I look out at everyone's hopeful eyes. When did I develop stage fright? Taking a deep breath I pick the mic up off its stand and wave.
"Hi everyone! I'm Bora Moon." I wince as people cheer but I can't stop the smile that spreads on my face.
"I used to sing here back in the day some regulars might remember me before my career took off." Some yells were heard throughout signaling some of the long time customers who have seen you perform.
"Ill shut up talking now. I hope everyone has a good night." I take a few steps back from the mic stand breathing deep. I tell the band what song I want to play and they start right as I make my way to the spotlight. I watch the guys faces as the music starts and Jimin is the first to recognize it. The younger man starts jumping up and down eyes wide as he pats Namjoons arms smiling ear to ear.
Tell me
With your sweet smile
Tell me
Tell me like you're whispering in my ear
Don't be like a prey
Smooth like a like a snake
I want to get away
All of the guys cheer along with everyone. Yoongi whistle's loudly as he watches his girl on stage where, in his opinion, is where she belongs.
Caught in a lie
Find the me that was pure
I can't be free from this lie
Give me back my smile
Caught in a lie
Pull me from this hell
I can't be free from this pain
Save me, I am being punished
Jimins song was the first thing that popped in my head to test if I still had range. I would be lying if I said that being on stage didn't make me question my life choices. Maybe I should have worked harder for what I wanted.
Making my way back to the guys by the bar nobody said a word.
"What? Was it that bad? I told you guys I haven't done that in awhile!" I stomped my foot sulking as I took a seat at the bar.
My chair spun around and I was face to face with Yoongi. Both hands on either side of me as he leaned against the bar looking into my eyes.
"What?" I questioned, his stare was unreadable and it unnerved me a bit.
"Yoongi what? You're making me nervous you know I don't like when you-" his lips pressed to mine catching me off guard. Before I could even respond he pulled away.
"I forgot how good you look on stage. You're so beautiful. So talented." He whispered.
"Shut up Yoongs." Blushing I buried my face in his chest trying to shake the shyness.
"My girl is perfect." He whispered again.
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Purple || MYG
RomantikA person's worth is determined by their eye color. You've spent your whole life hiding and lying about yours. Your color and destiny not matching the rest of your family's. That is until the annoying Min Yoongi shows up and catches you in your lie...
