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Third Person POV
The next time Taehyung goes to the arena, he's wearing a red jacket, ripped faded blue jeans and his glasses which he forgot to take off in the excitement of Yoongi's invitation as he told him the guys are performing tonight.
Which ultimately means Jeongguk's fighting tonight hut he's not going for him but rather someone else and also of course because he likes seeing the band play.
Yoongi tells him to wait at the same place in the crowd where they were the first time he came here and Taehyung looks around the crowd to see such difference in the people he's used to see.
The outside world seems so artificial compared to this one---its raw, real and so brazen that Taehyung can't look at one person for long before he gets the fright that the person might hurt him.
Taehyung doesn't know why almost all of them look like they will do anything for their benefit, even if it means crossing the limits of law and morals.
Taehyung shivers at the thought.
And the stupid little idiot that he becomes sometimes, he calls the person who's taking bets tonight.
"Who's fighting against Jeongguk tonight?" Taehyung asks.
"A foreigner." That's all he gets.
"He any good?" Taehyung tries to sound cool? Or whatever that is and fails because he cringes the way he just talked.
"Too good."
"He can fight good huh? To what extent?" Taehyung asks. The bet taker smirks dirty at him.
"To whatever extent the rules allow." He replies.
"And what are these extents?"
"You seem new to all this, pretty? Just tell me you betting or not?" He says. Taehyung rolls his eyes at the nickname.
"How much should I---?"
"Taehyung, what are you doing?" Yoongi is right next to the guy.
"Uh, nothing. Just asking how the betting works." Taehyung says.
"He wants to bet for the foreigner. But if he's your friend, shouldn't he be betting for the golden boy?" The bet taker says and Taehyung avoids Yoongi's piercing eyes.
"He will be doing no such thing." Yoongi says.
"But what if I do? I wanna bet the foreigner would win. Beat Jeongguk's ass real good---".
"And you're on! I'll be taking---". The bet maker says.
"Get the fuck out of here." Yoongi says to him and the guy grumbles something before leaving.
"What?" Taehyung utters when Yoongi keeps looking at him.
"I didn't reckon you to be this stupid." Yoongi says Taehyung pouts.
"What's wrong with betting?" Taehyung asks.
"For you, everything." Yoongi says. Taehyung gasps, a little too dramatically in offense.
"He would've suck your wallet dry because you know nothing about the amount and here you're asking me what's wrong with it. They know who's new and who isn't." Yoongi says.
"And didn't you say you're here for the performance? What happens in the ring after that shouldn't be your concern, no dealings, nothing." Yoongi utters and Taehyung sighs.
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