Love hits hard.

10 its okay.

"Wow, the crowd is hyped, I can't wait for later," you say to your manager, who's waiting for you back stage. "How did it sound?" you ask. "Yeah, the tech team back here are all thumbs up, but i need to tell you something," his voice is serious, and he walks you further behind the stage area. Once out of the recording area, he says, "There was an incident, someone got hurt." your reaction is to find out how bad and if you can help, he tell you that it wasn't a fault on our part, a fan sustained a head injury and is getting treatment in the medic tent. "Show me," you say. "Are you sure?" he asks, one look and a nod, and he knows not to ask again. Walking you to the med tent, there is a doctor and a first responder. "Tell me what happened, are they ok?" you ask. The doctor, wanting to follow patient confidentiality rules, is hesitant. "look, its my concert, im the lead here, so spill" your voice commanding, "well, a guest at the barrier, was injured at the back of their head, they passed out and were brought here, as my colleague here, was doing an assessment, they passed out again. It was decided they should be moved away from the noise to better assess them. I can see they are awake, I better go do a follow-up" as the dr walks toward the person on the bed. You see her. A think black curtain of hair that has been crudely pinned away from the bandage on her head. The home made a designed t-shirt, and cut off jeans. Getting closer, you see she has anime socks on and looks very confused. "Hi, im suga, nice to meet you," you say. Looking at you with massive brown eyes and lashes that frame them, she smiles and says hi, she's fussing over her clothes, trying to make a good first impression. Damn, she's kind of cute, 'that's low, going for an assault victim' your horrified at your inner voice, but when  you look at her she has a mischievous grin on her face, however she goes from blushing to white in seconds and you stop walking, just in time, she vomited and fainted. 

Helping the doctor, you hold back her hair. it's thick and soft, very shiny too. "focus, Yoongi," you think. The doctor calls for an ambulance and assures you that he will take her and stay with her until her next of kin shows up.  You tell your manager that you want all the info on what happened and her details so you can reach her and check that she's ok. 

You have no choice. There is an arena filled with shareholders, as Jin affectionately calls the fans, waiting for you to entertain them. Maybe your manager could have done this without telling you, but he knows you would rip him a new one if you found out later. 

The performance goes well, and a great time is had by everyone in attendance, the crowd has spotted Jimin, and he happily waves to everyone. You knew he was going to be here, spending time with hi before the stage, helped to calm you, it kind of felt like it wasn't a solo concert having another member in the green room with you. The cameras pan to him, and the crowd shows him some love. After the show, he meets you backstage. "Hyung, that was epic, like, i want to come back tomorrow and watch again. Any chance you can get me a ticket, I hear it sold out in under a few minutes, world wide". You ignore him for now while you get into the changing room. "Give me a few minutes, then we can go, ok?" You call out to him. You need some quiet time afterwards. Just to let the night sink in. The faces, the cheers, the signs. The way the crowds were singing along. You really love your life. 

Ordering from room service, you turn on the live while you wait for it to arrive.

Eating a lot of food after a show is normal for you. You have burnt a lot of calories and energy in the last few hours, and your body is still on the come down. What you want is to chat with the viewers, eat, hang out with Jimin for a bit, and then sleep.  Diner arrives, and your manager signs something to you. Leaving the dining room with him and Jimin waiting, he tells you that the girl was discharged from the hospital and that she is with a family member. He hands you a post it and says "that's the details we were able to get on her, don't do anything stupid, boss." he smiles and winks at you. Taken aback, you scramble to fix your face. Don't let on to Jimin about this, you tell yourself. Pocketing the paper, you go back to eat with your brother.

"Hyung, everything ok?" he asks. "Yeah, yeah, he was just asking if there was anything else i might need. He's gonna go for a swim and then go to bed, that's all, " you reply, maybe a little too quickly. "Let's eat, you can tell me about your schedules"