My own cheerleaders
Authour: I3loodyDoll
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 2585
Ship: Jimin×Hoseok×Yoongi
Summary:
“What, so you can make me blush and gush about how cute and awesome I am but as soon as I do it, it's a problem?”
This is just a short piece of fluff.
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Yoongi honestly doesn't know what he did to deserve this. Maybe saved a country in a former life or something like that. But still here he was, on the stage of their first sold out concert as Agust D and his loves were in the front row, screaming their throats raw for him as he finished the last song, sweat dripping down his face.
“Thank you all so much for coming tonight and cheering so loudly. I think they heard you at least three blocks from here!”, he received even more screams at that and chuckled. “Thanks again and have a good rest of the night!” With that the rapper turned around and left the stage. Backstage he was greeted by Namjoon, his best friend and fellow rapper who had dried off by now.
“You rocked that crowd, hyung. It was awesome!”, was Namjoons enthusiastic greeting while he handed Yoongi a towel to dry off with. The smaller man chuckled and exchanged a fist bump with the other. “Thanks, you were pretty good yourself!”, he answered with a big grin stretching his face and Namjoon laughed. Yoongi was just taking a drink from his water bottle when he heard a commotion at the backstage entrance. He turned around and as soon as he made eye contact with the younger, Hoseok started screaming again and actually jumped up and down.
“YOOOONGIII HYUUUNG, you were awesome!! Tell this guy you know us before Jimin tries to crawl under his legs.”, the red haired man screamed at him and now Yoongi could see the smaller male beside him, shooting daggers at the security guard that looked beyond unimpressed with them, probably thinking they were groupies. Yoongi chuckled again before making his way over to his two boyfriends, grin still on his face and his white shirt sticking to his skin.
“You can let them through, I know them Mr. Kim.”, he said to the security guard who only nodded and stepped aside. When the way was finally free Hoseok rushed towards him and scooped him up in a hug, while Jimin followed with a satisfied smile on his face and a smug look that he shot towards Mr. Kim who wasn't even looking at him any more.
“You were awesome, hyung!! Oh my god. I loved every second of it and you looked so damn hot!”, Hoseok began praising him while ignoring Yoongis complains about being sweaty and to please let him go. They all knew that Yoongi complained just to complain and not because he actually wanted the red haired man to let go of him. Jimin was at their side now and joined the hug, squeezing both of his boyfriends together and continued with the praises where Hoseok had stopped. “You really were amazing, hyung. You looked soo sexy up there all covered in sweat and rapping so fast. Hobi-hyung popped a boner at like the second song.”
That finally made Hoseok stop hugging him to death and instead turn on Jimin to try and crush the others ribs while hugging him. “I don't know what you're talking about, Minnie. Don't lie to yours elders like that.” The blond haired man laughed while watching his boyfriends act silly and they both turned to him at hearing the sound, shooting twin love sick expressions and making his stomach do funny things.
“How can you be so sexy and badass one minute and then so cute the next?”, Jimin asked him. Yoongi shook his head and couldn't help but laugh again. “That's what we ask ourselves every time you get up on stage and dance, Minnie. You have this cute smile and are just an angel off stage and as soon as you start dancing you turn into this magnificent hip thrusting, body rolling demon from the hottest pits of hell just gracing us mere mortals.”
By the end of his little monologue Jimin was blushing and Hobi whistled. “Wow, showering the little one in compliments. You must still be on the stage high, hyung. You normally only wax poetics like that when we're in bed.”
