[This Chapter does affect the Plotline]
Warning! (Some bad language)We were at Big Hit practicing for 'Fake Love'. We were told that not only are we nominated for 'Top Social Artist' twice in a row, we were also performing.
A lot of stress was put on us to be as perfect as possible.
Our album for "Love Yourself: Tear" was announced with our title track "Fake Love". The choreography isn't difficult persay, it's just very intricate, the precision is key, we all knew the choreography, now it's just a matter of perfecting-
"Darling! Break ended let's go!" Hobi yelled at me, I flinched in surprised and let out a big sigh and got up, already annoyed with everything.
"We are gonna go through it one more time, I'm gonna watch and take note of anything we gotta fix." Hobi tells all of us and we nod.
We all get into our first position in a single file line and waited for the music to start.
Then it begins.
We dance perfectly in front of a mirror and everything looks good, until Hobi stops the music, his thumb and pointer finger gripping the bridge of his nose on frustration, his eyes are closed.
Everyone is heavily breathing, trying to catch our breaths we wait for Hobi to speak.
"Darling, you were half a beat late throughout the whole chorus." Hobi scolded, I knew I wasn't, but I nodded and we restarted from the beginning.
The music stops after Yoongi's rap. Everyone letting out annoying sighs and I was getting prepared for an unnecessary scolding.
"Darling you aren't suppose to touch Jin, your hand should be hovering over his chest." Hobi scolded, I looked at Sungdeuk with a "Is he serious?" look and he slowly nodded sadly giving a "I'm sorry this is happening." look, I nodded understandingly and we continued.
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The amount of frustrations that have been going to me is insane. In the past hour I've gotten 11 scoldings from not only Hobi multiple times, but also the rest of the boys.
Hobi was so frustrated he went to his studio, everyone was drinking water in a group and I was alone, playing with my almost empty water bottle. My head hung low and I saw some shoes in front of me, the person bent down and I looked to see it was Namjoon, I looked down again and let out a sigh.
"If you're going to yell at me for the 12th time today then save it" I said lowly, some anger building up.
"Look I know that it's a difficult time right now, but-" I cut him off.
"Stop-" I stand up and state at Namjoon angrily.
"Look I get it that it's frustrating for someone to mess up multiple of times, BUT it's also frustrating when everyone starts yelling and letting all their anger out on one person when they are just as frustrated as you are. It's no fair to me as much as it isn't fair for you." I ranted to Namjoon, he kept quiet and I still stared at him.
"Yeah, but Darling we've known this choreography for months now, it makes no sense for you to keep messing up so much." Jungkook butts in, walking towards Namjoon and I.

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BTS 8th member ✔️
FanfictionChai Darling, a Mexican-Korean is a Korean idol as BTS' 8th member, this her story on how she lives with 7 other boys. This is an alternative Universe, other AUs will be in this book as well. Thanks for reading. Requests are open !! Highest Ranking:...