Oh Fuck

2

24 hours earlier

 Heat hit me as soon as we stepped off the plane. Wooyoung grinned and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. 

"Nervous? You'll see him again today." 

"Are you finally going to have the courage to get closer to him?" San asked, now linking his arm with mine on the other side. 

"Stop interrogating Yeosang, you're no better yourselves. Or do I need to remind you how you planned to seduce Hobi together before the MAMA Awards, only to end up standing in front of him giggling like idiots?" Seonghwa scolded them as he walked by. 

"Hyung... can you at least tell us who was in your room afterwards? You'll see him again today too," San asked Seonghwa, then let go of me and hurried after him. 

"We made a bet, the loser has to talk to Hobi for us," Wooyoung chuckled and told me. 

"I don't understand you guys... I thought you loved San? What do both of you want from Hobi?" I asked my best friend, confused. 

"Not so loud... he doesn't need to know right away. Of course, I love San, but I'm also totally infatuated with Hobi, and San is really into him too. Just imagine how cool it would be to have two hot boyfriends at once," my best friend gushed. 

"That would be too complicated for me. But please take care of yourself, so they don't take advantage of you and leave you alone. What did you guys bet anyway?" I asked after warning him. 

"I say he had Jin in his room, and San thinks it was Jimin. He only saved his number as Ji with a heart emoji on his phone. I think they've been secretly together since then, considering how often he sneaks off," Wooyoung explained. Finally, we arrived at the van that would take us to our hotel, where we would not only stay but also perform at the Las Vegas K-Con in its concert hall tonight. And after us, it would be BTS's turn. Wooyoung was right, I had major butterflies because of him... Jungkook

Seonghwa sat next to San, who was still talking his ear off, and Wooyoung joined them. Mingi, Yunho, and Hongjoong sat in the back row, leaving only the passenger seat for me. During the drive, I looked out the window, admiring the colorful casinos and hotels and lost myself in my thoughts. The last time our two bands met, I had a long conversation with Jungkook. I didn't hint at my feelings, but I was already satisfied that we got along well. Our meetings were rare, but as ATEEZ became more famous, our bands crossed paths more often, and our careers were slowly taking off. The thought of it happening again today made me smile with anticipation.

After settling into our suite with four rooms, each shared by two of us and located right next to BTS's suite, our manager herded us into the shower and then down to the backstage area to get ready for our performance. I kept looking out for the other guys, but they probably had their own dressing room, and we would have to wait until after the performance to see them. Since I hadn't eaten since the flight, I went to the lounge where the buffet for the artists was set up and helped myself before sitting down on the sofa with a loaded plate. Someone was already sitting in the corner of the sofa, their cap pulled down over their face, arms crossed over their chest, seemingly asleep. Trying to eat as quietly as possible, I suddenly felt a hand on my plate, its owner shamelessly stealing a piece of fried chicken. Outraged, I looked in the direction from which the hand had come, and the previously sleeping stranger turned out to be Min Yoongi, who smiled apologetically at me. 

"Sorry little one, but that just smelled too tempting," he said before savoring the meat between his lips, leaving me speechless as I stared at him.