The 8th member | BTS ff

Precautions: The performance

I lock the door and place the key on the side table at the entrance. Yoongi's hand has fallen from around my waist and his fingers have interlaced with mine.

I smile at him gently before he guides me into the living room where all of them are sitting. We were the last ones into the living room which meant all of the eyes were locked on us.

"We need to talk about a lot." Jimin said as Yoongi sat down on the sofa next to the other members. I started pacing in front of the members like before.

"Ask away." I said facing them whilst placing myself on the table infront of the sofa. I saw the members look at each other trying to work out which question to ask first.

"How did the phone get in the apartment?" Namjoon openly asked as he looked around at all the confused faces. I didn't know how to answer that question and I knew no one else did.

"None of us know but we will up our security a lot more, next question." Yoongi stated as we all nodded in agreement.

"Why did you run when Jin discovered the phone?" Taehyung asked resting his head on the palm of his hand whilst looking at me directly. The room went silent for a moment as the focus on me intensified.

"I don't like the change from happy to worried on your faces, it's one of the hardest things. I know now that, that is a stupid idea and it is also very selfish." I said as they all hummed in agreement and felt content with my answer and sighed.

"Are we still performing the concert tomorrow; even after Tim's threat." Jungkook asked with his eyes directed towards Namjoon which released some pressure off of me.

"Yes, we are. We have alerted the venue and security teams. His threat is being taken extremely seriously and safety of the fans and us are the top priority; I've made sure of it." Namjoon replied with certainty and confidence in his voice. Jungkook nodded, laying back onto the sofa.

"Are you prepared for tomorrow; you know, after everything." Hoesok asked quietly whilst standing up to put his hands on my sore shoulders.

"Yes, I am. I'll practise after this." I said looking at my watch to check the time. It was 1:03am, I know I need sleep but I need to practise. They all looked at me with concerned looks due to my determination to practise so early in the morning.

"Anything else?" I asked attempting to get out of the awkward situation I was in. I needed to practise so I tried to nod and walk off. Jungkook gripped onto my arm and yanked me back. I gasped at his force and looked at him in the eyes.

"Wait for me, I need to put on my trainers to go down with you and practise." He said in a calm yet demanding tone which was unusual for Jungkook.

"Okay..." I replied as he released my arm from his grip. The other members went to the kitchen to finish clearing up. Yoongi came up to me and pecked me on the lips.

"Have fun at practise, baby." He said causing butterflies to surge through my stomach. I nodded as he followed the others into the kitchen.

Jungkook tapped me on the shoulder, indicating his presence. I turned around and saw him pointing towards the door.

"Ready?" He questioned smiling with his cute bunny teeth out. I don't usually talk to Jungkook very much because he's always with Taehyung or Jimin but he's one of the cutest.

"Yeah. Let's go." I say unlocking the door and shutting it behind us. We make our way down the stairs and turn on the lights for the dance practise room.

"We need to warm up before." Jungkook instructed as I tied my hair up into a ponytail. He played a slow beat which is similar to Stigma, I've danced to this before. I begin to isolate parts of my body as I dance fluidly.

- Jungkook's POV -

Leila is definitely a natural dancer. Each beat matches her body perfectly like a jigsaw puzzle. A trace of sweat lingers on her forehead as she flips and tumbles capturing the beat perfectly.

Oh man, holy shit! Her ability to isolate her body and change the tempo according to the beats given is almost supernatural. I can't take my eyes off of her, I can't concentrate on my dancing so I might as well watch. Yoongi is gonna murder me; I'll have to give him some churros then.

The music stops and she lands on her knees gracefully as her eyes drift to me. I manage to compose a position to make it look like I was dancing. I don't think she bought it.

"I think that's a good warm up." She said wiping the remains of her sweat from her forehead. I nodded in agreement and threw her a water bottle which she caught with ease.

"Let's practise our main dance break." I suggest trying to break the tension of my earlier lie. She nodded, closing her water bottle and throwing it to the side.

I pressed play on the stereo and that's when the real practise begun. The slow yet sophisticated beat was almost like the warm up but it more intense. I knew that we would be exhausted after this.

- Yoongi's POV -

I grabbed the remaining plates that were left on the table and put them in the sink as everyone else was loading the dishwasher apart from Namjoon because Jin didn't want him to break anything so he made him sit on the kitchen counter away from anything that he could break.

"After we've finished washing up, shall we spy on Jungkook and Leila's practise?" Jimin suggests smirking knowing that he is just trying to start drama.

"You're such a snake, Jimin!" Taehyung says slapping him on the arm as Jimin acts innocent but all of a sudden Hobi drops the plate he is washing and rushes to the conversation.

There is moment of silence before he opens his mouth to speak. "I hate snakeu..." he said with goosebumps all over him and shivers running through his spine.

"We know, Hobi." Namjoon shouted from the kitchen counter with a hint of annoyance in his voice which caused us all to laugh apart from Hobi who was still having war flashbacks from when he had to hold a 'snakeu'.

We all managed to finish washing up and wiping the table so we sat down on the sofas and turned on the TV.

Jimin was in control of the remote and unknowingly we let him turn the security cameras on the dance room.

"Jimin!" Jin shouts knowing this is just going to go bad from here. I roll my eyes at the drama fuelled boy as I lay back on the sofa.

That's when she catches me off guard. She's in fucking leggings and a crop top and I swear my heart stopped.

This is gonna be a long video...

To be continued...

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