Taehyung POV
I walked through the school halls serching for Hoseok. I hadn't seen him since I met his sister and Eomma. Even the damn memory was aqward.
"Kim Taehyung!!!!" I turned to see Jimin sprinting down the corridoor towards me. He quickly stopped infront of me. "Where have you been, I was calling you all night!" . He looked at my quickly blushing face.
"What happened?".
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His jaw was almost at the floor. We were skipping lesson in our secrect place. It literally was the old janitors closet that we revamped and made our own.
"You got the d by Hoseok!" I nodded, feeling my face go crimson. "Ohhhh my freind, he his hot, and I am jelious....IS HE COMING TONIGHT" he gripped onto my shirt. He was talking about the drag show we were taking part in.
"Y-yeah" his face lit up. "Well we gotta make you look all sexy for him huh, you gotta be very promiscus and enchanting tonight" . "I-I'm usally cute though, your the one thats good at being sexy" he smirked. "Let me teach you the ways of a real drag queen my freind".
We spent atleast two hours training me in the art of being sexy. It was aqward at first, but then It became more natural. "Work it guuuurl" Jimin said in english.
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We were backstage getting ready. I had asked one of the older drag queens, Min Yoongi, be on look out for him. Though I doubt he would actually do what I asked. I was getting my wig styled. It amazed me how much I could look like a girl. I touched the mirror in awe of my feminine charms.
We were then hurded to behind the curtain. "You got your song" Jimin said to me. "Yeah". "You look good" . "Not as good as you".
You see this was Jimin:
And this was me:
"You know who elese is gonna think your beautiful". "Who?".
"Hoseok~" I blushed.