BTS Imagines

Rap Monster

You and the members of your group walk down the stairs into an underground club. Tonight was the night of the rap battle. It had been advertised for weeks that anyone could enter. It has been rumoured that Namjoon, AKA Rap Moster from Bangtan Boys had entered. You highly doubted seeing as how big a band they are, the total opposite to your band. You hadn't debuted, hadn't had any advertisement. Basically no one knew who you were.

Your group had all been made to wear short dresses and heels. You tried to complain because you weren't that type of girl. You practically lived in anything comfy. These heels? Are most definitely not.

You and your friends try walking down the stairs in your heels. You don't think you'd ever moved so slow in your life.

"Why did we have to wear these?" One of your group members complain. You were the leader so it was directed at you even though you didn't have a say in the subject either.

"I don't know, just deal with it."

You finally made your way to the club and went straight to the bar. You weren't going to drink anything alcoholic because you were sure that your other members would. You had to look out for them, being the Mother of the group. Your friends ordered shots, while you just drank your soft drink.

You look around the club. It was pretty dark and in the middle is a crowd. They're all dancing like maniacs. The floor is wet due to the alcohol being spilt, and many are slipping. The smell of alcohol was overwhelming and in the corners of the room, you swear people were taking drugs.

The company wanted you, being the main rapper of the group, to enter the rap competition. But looking around you failed to see any competitions.

"Hey, Y/N! Why don't you take a shot with us?" Your friend walks over and slings her arm over your shoulder. She is already a little tipsy.

"How many have you already had?" You ask concerned and sat her down on a bar stool. She lazily lifts her hand up. It went from 2-5 in a matter of seconds. You'd only just got here. You think she was drinking out of stress of the group.

You turn to the bartender. "I can I have a glass of water, please." He nods and hands you the water. You shove it into your friends hands and told her to drink up.

"Your not having anymore alcohol tonight." You felt bad but you really care about they're safety. You glance at the other half of the group. They seemed to be fine. They hadn't drunk as much as her yet.

While being caught in thought, there was a load roar from the crowd. You turn around to see a middle aged man holding a mega phone.

"May I have you attention? I presume most of you are here for the rap contest! You will not be disappointed, because tonight we have someone very special. It's Rap Monster from the big group BTS!" From one of the many doors in the club, Rap Monster walks out into the centre of the floor, where the crowd has made a space for the competition. He walks in with pride and everyone cheers.

"First off! Who would like to face Rap Monster?" Only a few people put there hands up, knowing how good he was. The man points to someone in the crowd and gave him a microphone. He was told he could start.

He was quite a good rapper, he was quick and used good words. However, when Rap Monster came in you could tell he was more experienced. The first round went to Rap Monster. So did the next and the one after that and so on.

"Is there anyone else out there that wants to face the mighty Rap Monster?!" The host shouts into the audience and no one replies. It was oddly quite. That was until your partially drunk friend shouts-

"Y/N will! She's amazing! She's the leader of our group and main rapper! She could beat your ass!" You turn to her and slap a hand over her mouth, but it was to late. Everyone was looking at you. Even Namjoon.