Behind the Scenes

A Link

– M2U/Music Korea Fansign 2018 –

"Taehyung. Hey. Hey, Taehyung!"  

I blinked and realized my fingers were intertwined with a fan's far too long for comfort. "Oh, sorry." I smiled sheepishly while withdrawing my fingers from hers. She shook her head and bowed, implying that it was okay, then shifted to her right where Hoseok was seated to have him sign her album.

After signing it and exchanging greetings with the fan, he turned to look at me. "What's wrong with you? I called your name like five times."

"It's nothing, hyung. I just didn't get enough sleep last night." I said quickly, as if too preoccupied with signing albums. As if it wasn't something to be worried about.

But it is something to be worried about. 

I haven't had proper sleep for the past three nights. My damn brain wouldn't stop replaying the scene where Jungkook played that skit on me three nights ago. What's worse was that it kept pausing at the instant he pinned me to the bed and leaned so close to me that I couldn't help but shift my gaze to his lips and imagine how it would feel like if he just... 

came a little closer.

How it would feel if his lips were...

...closer...

I felt someone slap my arm. "Taehyung!"

"Hoseokie-hyung!" I blurted.

He pointed at my hands, "You're doing it again. Let go of her."

I glanced down and saw that I was indeed interlocking fingers with another fan for far longer than neither of us had anticipated. "Sorry!" I pulled my fingers away and pouted, "Forgive me?" The fan blushed and waved her hand, "It's fine. You're cute." Then bowed and moved towards Hoseok.

I sighed. ARMYs are the best. I really have to get my shit together for them.

And so I did, for as long as I could until the Fansign event was over. Occasionally I'd glance at the member sitting on the other side of Hoseok and think, how is Jungkook okay with all this? Fans interpret 'Taekook' in THAT way. Is this kid not bothered at all?

"ARMY! Annyeong!" Jimin shouted through the microphone, in which the ARMYs responded with a chorus of goodbyes.  

Fuck it. I'm not going to let this whole Taekook thing get in the way of our friendship.

I walked towards Jungkook. "Hey, Jungkook. Why don't you sing Euphoria for us?" Then walked away because I hadn't adjusted to looking at him without feeling a bit shaken ever since that night. 

"You are the sun that rose again in my life."

I perked up at the sweet soprano tone of his voice. 

I turned to him and grinned, almost instantly forgetting about the shaky feeling I had earlier and cheered, "Woo-yeah!"

He continued, "The second coming of my youthful dreams. I don't know what this feeling is,"

then swiftly turned around to face me, "whether this is all a dream."

I couldn't help but stare admirably, basking in the warmth of his smile and the softness of his breathy vocals. I felt my heart skip a beat again. 

He stopped singing and broke his gaze, "Goodbye, everyone!" then waved and walked away to exit the stage. I bid the fans farewell and followed behind him along with the rest of the members.

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We changed clothes backstage and headed outside. I got on one van with Jimin, Hoseok, and Jungkook while the other three got on another.  

"This guy wouldn't stop flirting with the fans. He literally locked fingers with them for like a whole minute or two." Hoseok went on to narrate the story of how I wouldn't stop flirting with the fans and locked fingers with them for a whole minute or two.

"I wasn't flirting and it wasn't that long."

"Damn. Taehyung's getting his game on," Jimin grinned teasingly while patting me on the back. "Who's the lucky fan?"

"What do you mean?"

"Which fan are you hitting on?"

Hoseok retorted, "There were two. He was hitting on two fans."

"Daaaaamnnnn," Jimin said impressed.

I laughed and rolled my eyes, "Whatever." 

"I think he's just sexually frustrated," Jungkook proposed suddenly.

I choked, "What? Why would you say that?"

"I checked out his laptop the other day. He's been browsing a lot of porn." 

"DAAAAAAAAMNN." Hoseok and Jimin were pleased.

"It wasn't porn!" I was turning bright red.

Jungkook continued, "It wasn't a video but some fanfiction. He was reading this story where he was a character and was ramming his di—"

I jumped on him and covered his mouth. "It was a link. A link posted by one of our fans on Twitter."  

Hoseok laughed and Jimin snickered, "Sure. A link."  

I sighed and slumped back to my seat. The rest of the ride home was quiet; with Hoseok sleeping, Jimin on his phone, and Jungkook and I listening to music while looking outside the window. I was nodding off when I suddenly heard a faint whisper coming from Jungkook's direction,

"Send me that link."