SLIDE INTO MY DM'S -- N.JIN ✔️

Chapter 38

3 YEARS LATER.

SEOKJIN:

"So... tired," Taehyung panted, grabbing my shoulder to support himself as we left the stage. "You're so weak," Jungkook scrunched up his nose, showing of his muscles and strength by flexing his bicep.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, brushing past the two to walk ahead of us. Everyone was really moody and nervous today, after all, it was the MAMA's we are talking about.

There were only two things in our minds right now.

ARMY and Deasang.

I silently moved towards Namjoon, my boyfriend of 4 years now, while everyone continue their conversation. "You need to stop stressing, Namjoon-ah," I whisper, massaging his shoulders which eventually relaxed in my hold.

"I just- I just don't want to fail ARMY, you know? We've worked so hard to get where we are right now, and I don't want to disappoint them. Hell, they've worked so hard for us, cheered us on, supported us ever since. I just want to thank them by getting this Daesang." He replies, grabbing my hands and instead placing them on his waist.

"can you guys walk a little faster? i'm missing out on my boyfriend's performance because of y'all," jungkook whines, grabbing taehyung's and jimin's hand and dragging them away from us.

just before we could step out into the fan crowded hall, hoseok, yoongi and namjoon stop. "what's wrong?" all eyes had turned towards them, gazes containing worry. "i-i cant do this," hoseok breathes out, speed-walking into the hallway. taehyung ran after him instantly, shouting his name. yoongi sighs exasperatedly. "can we just quit on the drama and fucking get on with it? i'm tired and the award show is about to start in, like, ten minutes."

jimin gasps, slapping his arm. "stop being so rude! this is really important for not only him, but all of us. he's bound to get nervous. try to understand what he's going through," jimin scolds, crossing his arms.

"jimin's right. it's important for all of us, isn't it? so why don't we act like it fucking is and put this all behind us for the span of like, half an hour? why can't you all cooperate for a few minutes, it isn't that hard. look, what i'm trying to say is that, we're brothers. we've spent half of our lives with each other, we know each other better than we know ourselves, right? and since we are brothers - not by DNA, of course - we all love each other, do we not? let's prove our unity and brotherhood to the world too then. please, don't fight." namjoon finishes his leader-mode-activated apeech and collects us all, including hoseok and taehyung who had joined us again sometime during these inspirational words, into a hug.

"bangtan, bangtan. bang-bangtan!" we cheer, smiles suddenly shining on everyone's faces. it was as if the nervousness and anxiety had disappeared somewhere into thin air.

joonie isn't leader for nothing.

"but you bro-zoned me. does this mean we're over?" i joke and everybody laughs. "nah, babe. you're too much of a SISsy for that," he replies back, holding in a laugh when he sees my expression. "don't talk to me," i deadpan, moving to stand next to hoseok. i could hear his laugh and held in a smile.

he's so cute, i love him

"how ya feelin', bud?" i ask hoseok, who was walking sullenly besides me. "nervous, angtsy, happy, anxious - i feel so many things at once, hyung. i don't know what to do. what if the fans aren't satisfied, you know they don't like me that much already, they'll hate me eve-"