BTS: The 8th Member

ISAC

Warning: Very short and kind of pointless. Think of this as a filter one-shot until I can give you guys something better.
(N/N): nickname
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I've done some embarrassing things in the past, but tripping in front of thousands of people whilst running next to Jackson Wang definitely takes the crown.

Jackson and I were having a 'tumbling' competition, as our fans kept requesting it ever since we did it on Weekly Idol a month ago, so doing a little competition at ISAC seemed like the best idea.

Typically, I would have no problem doing this, but considering we were in front of a giant live audience and I'm me, it was bound to happen.

The plan was to run a couple of steps, do a front handspring followed by whatever else I decided appropriate at the time...nope, of course that didn't happen.

"You ready to lose?" Jackson grinned, leering at me. The two of us had this weird back and forth banter kind of relationship going for us, we literally could not go two seconds in the others presents without throwing insults. Of course it was all just for fun, we didn't hate each other and got along quite well, but it's just how we were.

Placing a hand on my hip, I let out a scoff. "Please, Jackson, we both know my handsprings are cleaner."

"Cleaner, sure, but mine look more powerful."
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Pain shot through my forearms and legs and my body scrapped against  the gravel track, I immediately rolled over and covered my face to try and recover myself.

I heard Jackson gasp, "oh my god,(Y/N)." I'm pretty sure he was standing over me, but I couldn't be sure. "Are you okay?"

I moved my arms so that one was slung over my face to keep exposer away from the cameras and held up a finger towards Jackson, silently asking him to give me a moment. "But you're bleeding." I kept my finger up. "Okay, alright, more people are coming though."

That was the last thing I needed but I really was in no position to protest. "Where are the guys?" He knew who I was talking about.

"Jungkook is running this way, I'm not sure where everyone else is right now." He placed a careful hand on my hair. Tears now prickled in my eyes, I knew that sounded so weak but they were more out of embarrassment than pain.

Someone else knelt beside me, I knew who it was before he even started talking. "(N/N), you gotta get up." I relaxed upon hearing Jungkook's voice. Don't get me wrong, Jackson is a great friend and can be comforting, but I'd rather have one of my boys when I'm in any type of pain or discomfort. "If you sit up I can help you to the medical tent."

I sat up, making sure my hair could cover my face. Jungkook was crouching to right, looking down at my injuries with a soft gaze. "Damn,(Y/N), did you leave any skin left?"

That got me to laugh a little. "It's not like I did it on purpose."

"I know." He playfully tugged at a strand of my hair. "Can you walk? Or do want me to carry you? That will get a rise out of everyone."

It would get a rise..."I mean, I can walk, but it's do I want to- that's the question."

He laughed and shook his head,"come here drama queen." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck whilst he slid his arms under my back and knees. Jungkookie easily lifted me up and turned to face Jackson who was silently laughing at me.

"You're so extra," he commented. "These fan girls are brutal, they might not forgive you for letting Jungkook pick you up in such a romantic way."

Jackson was quick to shut up when Namjoon made his way over. "As if you aren't just as dramatic." He lightly pats my head, his own weird way of giving me comfort.

"We'll finish this when I get bandaged up, Jackson." I said, talking over the two.

He nods, "alright, just come get me when you're done."

Jackson left us to find the rest of Got7 whilst Jungkook carried me over to where the rest of our members stood waiting for us. They met us halfway, already laughing their asses off. "Way to go princess."

I slid carefully out of Jungkook's hold to glare at them. "Gee, guys, thanks for the concern, it's not like I'm bleeding or anything."

"If you're being sarcastic, you're fine."

Sighing, I roll my eyes and let one of the nurses check my injuries.

Jimin, being the nice person that he is, was the first to stop laughing. "(Y/N), are you really okay? You took a hard fall."

"I'm alive, I'm breathing, I think I'll be okay." I grin up at the younger male and casually poke his cheek. "It's nice to know that you care, Chimine."

"Ah..." He makes a face and playfully shoves my hand away. "Why are you so embarrassing?"

"You guys love it."

"Not really. You kind of just ruined Bangtan's image by falling flat on your face in front of live T.V."

My eyes narrow, "thank you Yoongi for your valuable input to the conversation. I can always count on you to make me feel better."

The man grins a gummy smile, "you're welcome."
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I don't know what that was😂 (not edited)

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