Different (BTS x Reader)

Chapter 8- Golden Disk

"Smile!"

As you heard this, you parted your lips and imitated the grin of the person next to you -- Taehyung. He did that rectangular smile and you found that utterly adorable. Too hard it didn't look good on you. You almost looked like you were forcing yourself to enjoy something you hated -- like your current school. The bullying had become a little worse than before; now Yoona had started to call you names, bump into you, and try to ruin your work. It was a good thing thing you could be as cunning as her; you knew how she thought.

"(Y/N)..." V whined, "I told you to smile..."

"I did," You laughed and pushed his arm off your shoulder before sitting down. "I smiled just like you."

"I want to see!" An excited J-Hope exclaimed as he rushed to his bandmate and snatched the phone out of his grasp.

V almost gave a startled expression, but he waved it off. His hyung snorted, and started to laugh while he zoomed into your face. The picture wasn't the only thing that amused him -- it was like you were a girl version of all of them. You brought your knees up to your chest, and started to spin around on the chair in utter boredom while they had their conversation. You were so excited for their performance. They were all dressed up like officers of the army, complete with black ties, and various badges on their navy jackets.

"Thirty miuntes until your cue, Bangtan!" Someone came in a call out, as they looked around the room. "Where is Jimin?!"

The rest of the members, even the ones getting their makeup done, shook their head, a worried look on their faces. The person at door sighed and rolled his eyes. Jimin had been missing for at least an hour now. You had half a mind to look for him, but this was a huge building -- what if you get lost? Besides, he won't listen to you.

Your worried expression soon changed into a surprise one when you felt the wheeled chair you were on started to move forward. Automatically, your hand went to the armrest as you were rolled around the room by J-Hope. He thought you looked so sad and he hated seeing you that way. He wanted to make you smile; he wanted to be the light of your life. Once he took one round around the room, he pushed you out the door into the crowded hallway. Multiple idols laughed and moved out of the way.

"Hoseok! Stop!" You laughed, wanting to get off the tiny chair.

He made the sound of the squeak of a car break and you stretched out your legs. They were almost asleep -- you could feel pins and needles on the soles of your feet. The bundle of joy sharply pulled you off the chair when you weren't ready and you squeaked.

"No, wait-"

You tripped forward and grabbed hold of his tie for support, only for his upper body to bend down to your level. His laugh immediately died down when his forehead met yours. His hands had shot up to your shoulders to hold you up. It was like the world had slowed down for that moment. His smile had disappeared, as well as the brightness from his eyes. He could feel his breath caught in his throat as he stared into your (E/C) eyes. It was like he was mesmerized by the startled look you were giving him. He could hear you breathe.

"Sorry..." He finally apologized when you let go of his tie.

"It's fine," You stepped back and gave him a smile. "I should have told you not to pull me up so quickly."

J-Hope's hand went up to his chest as if he was trying to straighten up his tie, but he was actually feeling his heartbeat. It had gotten much faster. He really didn't expect that to happen. You on the other hand bit your lip to stop yourself from shuddering from embarrassment -- that was definitely going to give you a cringe attack later. You straightened up your hair and dress to get rid of any more of that embarrassment you felt before pushing the chair back the way you came.