Chapter 8

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Hoseok's P.O.V.
I was carefully placing my mic around my ear and close to my cheek.
"Are you alright hyung?" Tae asked expressing worry.

"Of course I'm fine.."I answered.

"Hyung.. She'll be fine, she'll watch it.. And if there is anything, Aecha noona can reach Nany ." He confirmed in a reassuring tone.

"Do you think Ash would want us to do this?"I asked in another state of mind.

"If it's what I think of, I think it's the best thing we can do."Namjoon replied with his wise leader voice.

"Going on stage in 5 minutes you guys!" Ha-Neul yelled. "Taehyung, it's the third time I tell you not to play with the collar of your shirt.. It was freshly ironed. Let me fix that." She sighed carefully fixing his collar.

"Thanks Nany." He thanked her grinning.

"N-no trouble. Have fun."Ha-Neul quickly spoke before leaving the boys backstage.

"Show time." I whispered as we stepped on stage.

Aecha's P.O.V.
"Mom, I don't need new clothes.." I complained.

"Yes you do young lady. You won't wear these sweatpants one more day."She angrily stated.

I went to my mother's house to get a change of shirt and pants and I think the lack of diversity in my closet is making her go mad. I have colourful shirts and pants, but she says that sweatpants aren't true pant and that they hide my shape. Isn't that the point? Anyway, she wants me to get myself jeans, shorts, skirts, ugh skirts.. Mom said she would drag me out if she had to. Why do the girls that are close to me want to take me shopping?! I simply agreed before she revealed she actually already bought some clothes for me. I get that she's a designer, but that doesn't mean she has to be my stylist too! I already have Ha-Neul for that..

"Mom, you didn't have to.."I said.

"Don't argue with me sweetie, it's your birthday gift.Can't refuse it."She glared.

I laughed."I won't say no then, thank you mom."

"Oh.. A Vlive has just started."My mother stated looking at my lit up phone.

"It's probably 6A.C.E.S. They like making videos."I replied.

"Unless I'm becoming blind, 6A.C.E.S. and BTS are not the same words."She counterattacked softly.

"But.. They have a concert tonight. They can't.."I sighed.

"For the love of beavers Aecha just open the damn app!"She pleaded.

I did as she said. It was my crazy bunch on stage. A camera was filming them from up high. Why a Vlive? Why now? The show is almost over. What's the point? I carefully listened wondering what it would be about.

Hoseok's P.O.V.
"Thank you all for being here tonight. I know I say it a lot, but you being here with us is our greatest accomplishment and.."Namjoon kept on going for 5 minutes.
My heart was beating like crazy during that time and stopped as soon as he handed me the mic. Oh shit.. I have to talk.. Say something J-hope!

"Uhmm. I know I usually make jokes during my talk time, but..not tonight. I wanted to take a moment to talk about the #who's that girl that's been going around Twitter."I pointed at the screen behind us showing that trending picture."People have been asking for her to reveal her identity. Some people shamed her for leaving the award so fast. I want to set things straight.."I took a deep breath as Suga gave me a pat on the back."That woman in a tux here is actually our choreographer as some of you may already know if you follow me on Instagram. She's been working her ass off for us and other groups. MAMA was a day we could simply enjoy as a team.. And the reason she left without notice that day was because she had just learned her mother was sick and she rushed to her side where she still is even on her birthday today.. I have something to confess. More like something I want to shout. Something I have to say because it hurts me, it hurts us, her family. Most of you.. have accepted her into your hearts and trust me, I truly appreciate it, but sadly, some have not. Let me tell you guys a little story."I started sitting at the edge of the stage as the others followed."She is a simple girl who only had one dream ever since she was a child. That dream was being known for her work. Ash told me a couple of months ago that she didn't care if people knew only her face and not her name. She even said it was her trademark which made me a bit sad because she deserved to be known by name too." I continued. My voice became shaky. ARMYS kept cheering.

Yoongi took the mic off my hands and spoke."We could relate to her in so many ways. We followed our dream, why wouldn't she? And part of that happened at MAMA when we won best dance. Sadly, her happiness got shortened, but we are all here with her in heart right guys?"
ARMYS yelled in approval.
"Do you want to chat with Aecha?"He added.
Same reply from them.
"Can we?" Yoongi asked Jin who was on his phone.

"I'm asking her-Wait she replied... Aechi said yes! I'll call her."Jin grinned.

I jumped off my spot to get next to Jin hyung. Ash finally answered.

"Hi Ash!" I said.
"Hi noona!" The maknae line yelled.
"Hi Aecha."The rest greeted.
"Say hi to Ash fans~" I asked.

"Hi Aecha!!" The fans said.

"Oh my goodness.. You really didn't have to.." We heard her sob through the phone the mic amplifying the sound of it.

"Don't cry! Don't cry!"ARMYS asked her.

"I love you dorks so much!"Ash yelled.

"We love you too."I said.

"How is your mom?"Jin wondered.

"I'm just fine."We heard her mother say over the phone.

"Nice to hear you Miss L'Écuyer!" Namjoon commented.

"I have good news for you guys. My mother will be discharged tomorrow, so after I bring her back home and make sure she's okay, I can go back to Seoul." She stated as the fans cheered for the news.

I was so happy for her mom and for her, but that also meant I could see her again.
"You'll go to Japan with us?" I asked.

"Yes, if not, your fan here would kill me." She laughed.

"Make sure she doesn't wear sweatpants all the time!" Her mother made us promise.

"We'll take good care of her miss, she's safe with us." I confirmed."We'll leave you be for the night. Take care." I added.

"Night everyone~" She said.

I took Jin's phone and whispered."I'll call you tomorrow my lady." and hung up.

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