Together: BTS X Reader 8th Member

Chapter 90

"She's working for SM?" I mumbled under my breath as I looked at the dress in awe. 

Hanuel nodded slowly, pursing his lips together. "She was only going to fill in for another stylist who had to leave, but she was so good at her job they decided to keep her." 

Part of me wanted to be happy for her, and I was, but the other part of me was a little upset. She was the only other girl around who was so nice to me, and being around boys for so long was starting to feel overwhelming. 

"Come on, stop moping around and get dressed so I can get you read." 

After a few hours, all eight of us were fully dressed and ready to go on stage; all we were waiting for were our cues. 

I was fiddling with the black blindfold in my hands, feeling more nervous than I ever had before. Dancing with a blindfold was definitely the hardest thing I've ever done, and doing it on such an important night only made the pit in my stomach even worse. 

"Jimin, (Y/N), you're going on in 5. Get on your marks." 

"Don't be nervous. You've practiced this day after day," Jimin whispered as he tied the blindfold over his eyes. 

I nodded slowly, biting the inside of my cheek, following in his suit as I placed the blindfold over my eyes. I heard the opening beats and counts in my earpiece as the intro started.

Jungkook mimicking the music video, floating over the stage as Namjoon's voice came over, reciting a monologue from the book our album was based on. 

The lights suddenly dimmed again for a few seconds before coming back on the main stage. The lights were bright and a dark blue. Boy Meets Evil started playing, and Hoseok started singing and dancing along. The passion and adrenaline coursing through his body were obvious, yet he made it look hypnotizing.

Right before the song's chorus, it transitioned to "Lie." The blue stage lights to my left went back, a red light to my right, and a purple light behind me came on. I suddenly had to get over the looming fear of the blindfold as I harmonized with Jimin. 

We did the dance portion as best we could without being able to see, and, safe to say, I thought we did well. The music soon faded, with a single spotlight on Jimin and me as Blood Sweat And Tears started playing.

It felt surreal performing on a big stage, seeing all the lightsticks for us, and the fans with their utmost support out there. All the pressure and stress I had been feeling suddenly left my body. All my problems suddenly felt so small and like complaints rather than problems. 

It was starting to feel like a turning point for me. I was finally willing to accept all these changes and challenges that came with this life. I wasn't going to take anything for granted anymore.

I felt sweaty and unable to sit still, but only a few more minutes until the last awards of the night got announced. The most nerve-wracking part was that there were all the awards we were nominated for. 

"The winners of best male preformance are... BTS!" 

I felt a smile spread across my face as our group name got announced and we started walking up towards the stage. Even awards like these felt like the biggest awards ever. Once we accepted our award and watched other groups accept their awards, it was finally time for the last award. Artist of the year. The last Daesang of the night. 

Seeing all of the other artists we were going against only made the pit in my stomach worse. Exo, Twice, Gfriend, and Taeyeon, all groups or artists from better companies with more money and bigger fandoms. 

"I'm pleased to say tonight all of the candidates are immaculate. I really wish we could give all these artists the award, but at least we can only give it to one group."