𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄(𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒)

𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘯

We were on stage, greeted by plenty of unfamiliar faces sitting in the crowd cheering us on, hundreds of cameras pointed at us and the sound of people clapping and screaming drowning out any other possible source of sound.

As we walked to the long sofa we were gonna sit on and get interviewed from, Taehyung took a step forward and blew the crowd a kiss, causing the crowd to scream even louder.

"Fucking sheeple." Taehyung spoke quietly with a smile, waving at the audience with enthusiasm.

Jungkook, wanting to receive his own round of applause, took two steps forward and lifted up his shirt, showing off his abs and the bottom half of his pecs.

The audience must have liked that because they were now standing and howling like wolves.

"Hi!" Jungkook greeted them, the audience ooing and awwing.

I smiled behind my hand, watching them enjoy their moment of fame.

I looked at the people and lightly waved at them, the audience screaming my name and waving back.

Yoongi, who was backstage, watched our each and every movement. He was biting his nails, hoping we wouldn't screw up our very first interview.

And I was determined to keep him happy.

So when we would sit down I made sure Taehyung was the furthest from the host.

We took our first look at the host and he was an old man with specs and a receding hairline that couldn't even be seen from the front view anymore.

I smiled, bowing at him.

"Hello, my name is Park Jimin, I'm honored to be here."

Taehyung bowed as well, introducing himself.

Jungkook just sat there in silence with a pondering look on his face.

The host laughed, pointing at Jungkook.

"He must be buffering right now!" Laughing afterwards with the audience. I could sense Taehyung holding back a violent eye roll, not wanting anyone to notice how stupid he thinks the host already is.

"You're not Jimmy Falcon..." Jungkook said, his head tilted in confusion.

Mouthing hanging open, Yoongi stood backstage, the clipboard in his hands snapping in half.

"Woah woah Mr. Yoongi calm down-" an employee on set rushed to him before he could run on stage and tackle down Jungkook.

"That fucktard will ruin us all!" Yoongi yelled, 3 men latching onto his waist to drag him back.

"We need backup!" One crew member yelled.

"The guy is 4'11, tame him." Another crew member rolled his eyes.

"4'11 inches deep inside your mother." Yoongi flipped him off with one hand, causing him to spin around with an offended look on his face.

"What did you just say?"

"You heard me. And we're only halfway to the finish line." Yoongi flipped him off with both hands this time, causing the two to break out in an arguement.