We returned backstage and were all crammed into an elevator with our cameraman. "Jimin tell us about your experience," Namjoon prompted and immediately Jimin started crying. "This is an unbelievable moment, it's like my birthday party, this is truly unbelievable thank you to all our fans," At this moment I felt so bad for Jimin, I had seen him cry before but at this moment I felt so bad, seeing him cry happy tears in a time were it felt like everything was crumbling witnessing a bit of happiness was what I needed. I hugged him from behind wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my face in the side of his arm. He patted my hands and opened his arms so that he could give me an actual hug, "Thank you for writing this song (Y/N)," I could feel myself tearing up, but I didn't want to cry I felt like lately I had been such a cry baby lately and I wasn't going to cry again. We eventually got to the hallway outside our dressing room, but we couldn't go in yet because we had to film individual thank-you messages for the fans. The cameraman came up to me first and handed me the trophy while pointing the camera at me. "Hello Army, I just wanted to say thank you all so much for supporting us. This award means the world to me and I hope that as we move on in our careers you can continue to support us," I finished my mini-speech by bowing down 90 degrees and ending it with a final Thank-you. The cameraman moved on to the other members to film their speeches giving me time to go back into the dressing room so I could get changed out of my clothes from the stage and back into the clothes I was wearing before. As soon as I entered the dressing room Nari ran up to me with her phone in hand, "I need to know what you're thinking for the music video, I know you said blues and iridescent colors but I was planning on making multiple outfits so," I cut her off feeling slightly overwhelmed, "Think mermaids and sirens, seaweed oceans pearls anything like that," she nodded her head and walked away leaving me to change back into my normal clothes.
"Bang PD said we have another award show tomorrow before we leave for Japan to film "For you," Namjoon said earning sighs from us. I was starting to feel slightly overwhelmed with everything, the back-to-back award shows, the music video filming in Japan, and the planning of a funeral for my mom. I felt a hand caress my back gently, "If you need a break tell us, your health is what matters the most to us," Namjoon said while rubbing my back, "I'm fine, just a bit tired with everything, but nothing I can't handle," he nodded and got up from the couch leaving me alone with Taehyung. "I can help you, you know, with the funeral," I turned to look at him with a small smile on my face, "You don't have to Tae," he cut me off not even letting me finish my sentence. "I want to. Listen (Y/N), I've grown to know you like the back of my hand and I know when you're stressed so if I can help I'm going to," I stared at him feeling so grateful to have such a pure person in my life, "I'd love the help Tae," he perked up and scooted closer to me, "Great, I'll handle everything with the other members and our manager. All I'll need you to do is the hardest part, pick out a casket," he lowered his tone speaking quietly at the mention of a casket. "I'll give you updates every time something happens and as soon as we can get a day approved for the funeral," I nodded in agreement feeling slightly better already and less overwhelmed. "Thank you, Tae," he shook his head as if not wanting to take credit, "Don't thank me; the people who are going to be handling this are Bang PD and our manager," I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around him bringing him into a tight hug, "Still, thank you," he hugged me back tightly wrapping his arms around me. "I miss her; I know she was never there and didn't support me, but she was still my mom," I whispered to him. I wasn't sure why I was even telling him, but I needed to get these feelings off my chest. "I remember hating her when I was younger; I hated how she always drank and left me alone, I hated how, once I felt, she didn't even bother to come see me or even check up on me," I could feel tears now streaming down my face and I could feel Taehyungs grip on my tighten. "Now I wish that I had sent that text when I was going to, maybe then I would've been able to say goodbye to her," Taehyung moved his arms from my waist up to my face so he was now cupping my face in his hands. "You'll get to say goodbye to her at the funeral, I know it's not the same, but maybe that's what you need to start slowly feeling better," He brought his thumb up to my face, wiping my tears, "Now go to bed, we have a super long next couple of days ahead of us," he said while planting a kiss on my forehead and getting up to go to bed.
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Together: BTS X Reader 8th Member
FanfictionA story in which Kim (Y/N) was sitting in a coffee shop one day and was scouted by a K-pop entertainment company employee. " Hello there my name is Kim Ara I work for a company called Big-Hit Entertainment, and we're looking for new talent to create...
