Me, Myself, and Jikook (Jikook Oneshots)

His Number One Fan Pt. 2

Jimin looked into the crowd to spot Taehyung.  He'd given him and his hot friend front row seats so that he could find them easier.  Plus, he had kind of wanted to impress him with the full force of his performance.  He'd spent years hearing about this Jungkook guy from Taehyung and had always thought he sounded funny and smart and kind.  He'd also heard that he was apparently good at absolutely everything, which a part of Jimin envied.  Jimin had to work so hard for everything.

Having a face to picture when Taehyung talked about him had only made everything worse.  He'd always imagined Jungkook as this kind of made up dream man, but seeing him on top of everything only confirmed that Jimin had developed a little crush on this man he didn't even know. 

As he peeked through the curtains into the front row, he spotted the two of them laughing and pointing to something across the stadium.  He nearly felt slapped by seeing Jungkook in person.  His pictures hadn't done him justice.  When the opening music started to play, Jimin took a deep breath and vowed to make this his best performance ever. 

After the show, Jimin stepped backstage to a flurry of hands and excited voices. 

"Your best show ever!"

"How did you even do that one move?!"

"You changed the note in that song!"

"You did so well!"

"Who knew you had it in you to body roll like that!"

Jimin only smiled and bowed and thanked the staff.  He let them undress him from the stage clothes and dab off his makeup before he went to his dressing room to change into his sexy after show outfit.  Normally he'd wear sweatpants and a hoodie, but since Jungkook had backstage passes to meet him, he wanted to look good for once.  He slid on his favorite jeans that hugged his butt just right and wiggled into the barely there white sheer top he'd had the costume girls find for him.  It had a cut out that showed off his tattoos and was just white enough that it could still be called a shirt, but was completely see through.  He'd worn it when he'd performed at the Grammy's and knew it had made him look good. 

He felt confident and sexy.  He just hoped it translated when he was finally face to face with his imaginary crush turned real.  Taehyung had soon dragged a red-faced Jungkook to the backstage meet and greet area where a dozen other fans waited in the queue.  When he spotted Jimin, he gave him a surprised once over before smirking and making Jimin blush all the way to his collar bone.  Taehyung had been backstage enough times that he knew Jimin would never have greeted fans wearing something like this before.

"Hello everyone!  It's so nice to meet you all!"  He bowed and caught Taehyung's eye who seemed to understand him instinctively as he moved to the back of the line to be the very last pair to meet him.

By the time Taehyung and Jungkook had reached him, Jimin was surprised to discover he wasn't as emotionally exhausted as he normally found himself by the end of the night.  In fact, he had a weird buzzing energy of excitement as they finally stepped up to the velvety black rope when the last fan had been ushered out and back into the main arena. 

"Hi," Jimin said, awkwardly waving a hand and internally screaming at himself for being so nervous.

"Huhahuh," Jungkook choked out, eyes widening and face turning scarlet.  "Uh, sorry.  Um, hi.  I'm Jungkook."

"I'm Jimin," Jimin replied back stupidly, following Jungkook's lead and blushing like mad.  He reached out a hand to shake and the moment Jungkook's hand wrapped around his, Jimin felt the zing of...something.  He blushed impossibly harder as he just stood there long past the acceptable time a handshake would last, essentially just holding this near stranger's hand.