A/N - A lot of fandoms will be happy for this. You're welcome.
This chapter will also not make sense but it is an AU. Use imagination please, haha.
Also, I'm really curious, but what are you guy's favorite BTS album? I'm a curious bean.
(((I'm hear crying over Airplane MV)))
"You guys didn't want to go the after party in Los Angeles so we have to go to this one!" Namjoon practically begged. They had just finished yet another performance, this one being at Mama's, and they were ready to go home.
Except, Namjoon suddenly being in the mood to party and drink, begged them to join along for the after party they've been invited to go.
"Why can't you just go alone, hyung?" Taehyung whined a bit, not really being a drinker or a club partyer.
"Cause he needs someone sober to drive him home. He doesn't want to confess to the taxi driver again." Hoseok entered the dressing room while holding a fan to his face. Namjoon glared at him but Hoseok only smirked while fanning himself.
"It was once!" He defended himself.
"It was three. We keep count." Jungkook responded from the couch. He was leaning on Jimin and had his feet resting on the cushion. The latter had his head resting on his hand while he lazily used his phone, not even listening to the conversation because of his headphones.
Namjoon groaned but promptly dropped the side topic. He still looked over to the rest of the boys with puppy dog eyes. Namjoon was allowed to go alone to the party while the rest could go relax for the night, but being alone (and possibly drunk too) made him nervous. He needed the presence of others to keep him reassured.
"Why the fuck are you guys still here?" Yoongi entered the dressing room, already dressed and ready to head back home to his comfortable bed. His feet ached from the performances and he felt overall icky from sweat. "Are all of you ready to go home?" He asked while snatching the fan away from Hoseok. The latter tsked but didn't reprimand him.
Yoongi noticed how the room tensed a bit. He watched as everyone's eyes slowly moved, all pointing to one direction. Yoongi followed their eyes and almost want to curse at the hugest sheepish grin Namjoon was giving him.
"No." The oldest rapper responded immediately. Namjoon sighed.
"Please hyung?! We won't stay long! I promise." Namjoon grabbed Yoongi's arm before he could leave. The older forcefully shook his hands off him.
"No." Yoongi responded before telling Jungkook to get off the couch. Jungkook groaned and mumbled something about, "I'll throw you off your bed later." before standing up. Yoongi took his place and leaned against Jimin as well. Jimin barely realized the change.
"Come on! Please! Someone just join me for the after party! I'll buy drinks!" Namjoon desperately yelled in the dressing room. Why was it so hard to hang out-
"I'll go with you." Jin said, the last one to enter the room. He was casually using the fan, pointing it to his face, before handing it to Yoongi who made slight grabby hands at it. Meanwhile, Namjoon was staring at the eldest with mouth hung open.
Jin turned around and noticed. "What?" He asked while siting down on one of their chairs. Namjoon still had his eyes widened.
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