Jimin was transfixed on a foldable chair in front of a ball lighted mirror, his shoulders stiff and his head unmoving while a staff member applied dark shades of eyeshadow on his eyelids. He was humming a verse from 'Airplane Part 2' while observing his eye-make up get retouched. He stopped when Jin's reflection crept up on one corner of the mirror, "Ah Jin hyung! Almost forgot to tell you. When we fan out in the beginning of 'Fake Love,' could you step a bit further to the right? You were a little off last time."
Jin paused to recall their live performance the day before then nodded, "Guess so. I'll do that then, thanks."
Namjoon was seated next to Jimin and leaned towards the younger boy, his reflection popping up in Jimin's mirror. He asked whether it was obvious that he was also kind of off during their last performance but before Jimin could say no, Jungkook appeared between them and answered on Jimin's behalf, "No. But you almost ripped my shirt again."
Namjoon laughed, "Sorry Jungkookie. I was a little too into it." Jungkook shrugged, "Thought so," then continued walking towards his foldable chair. He passed by and watched the other members get their hair and make-up done through illuminated mirrors then stopped abruptly when his gaze landed on Taehyung.
Taehyung was having generous amounts of orangey-red lipstick dabbed on his lips, his eyes slightly flinching with every dab. Jungkook felt his stomach flutter, flashbacks of yesterday's happenings dawning on him. He bit his lip and tried to supress racy thoughts like, God I want to kiss him so bad.
He shook his head and went on to sit on the chair next to Taehyung, patting Taehyung's head before settling down. The older boy jumped in response and turned to Jungkook's direction, "Yah Jungkookie! I'm getting my make-up done and I'm not supposed to move."
Jungkook grinned widely, still immersed in bubbly pink emotions, "Then don't move." Taehyung raised a brow at his junior's actions then blushed when he remembered his bold actions the day before. He quickly turned away and caved in on his chair. Right. I jumped on Jungkook. His cheeks and ears continued to redden, only completely going back to normal when they were getting into position for their performance on stage.
He inhaled deeply. Focus on the ARMYs focus on the ARMYs focus on the ARMYs focus on the—
[Cue music]
The performance began. The crowd cheered; a couple of ARMYs cried and screamed the members' names but their in-ear headphones blocked all sound apart from their own voices and the recorded track.
Seokjin remembered to step further to the right. Namjoon made sure to be careful not to rip Jungkook's shirt. And Taehyung tried not to think about how he kissed Jungkook the day before.
But Jungkook hasn't yet shaken off the butterflies in his stomach.
After the last hook of the song, Jin and Jungkook were kneeling on the marble stage floor to sing their last few lines. Taehyung strutted in front of Jungkook and bent down.
Jungkook snapped his head upwards when he saw a pair of Gucci boots stopping in front of him. He beamed when he saw Taehyung crouched at arm's reach. The bubbly feeling overcame him again and he mindlessly raised his arms, reached forward, and cupped Taehyung's face with his hands.
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"Great job, guys!" Namjoon squealed from behind the members while they were on their way back to the dressing room. The boys responded with an ensemble of woo-hoos' and yeahs'.
They arrived the room and the staff opened the door for them, then gestured for them to go on inside. Taehyung passed the room and kept walking forward, "I'll be back in a bit guys. Gotta pee." "Kay," the members replied almost synonymously.
Jungkook watched as Taehyung walked away, his handsomely dressed form getting smaller as he went further. He decided to follow Taehyung and swiftly turned to walk back out of the dressing room, "Um I think I'll head to the toilet too. See you guys in a bit." He had already walked pretty far when he heard Namjoon's faint, "Hurry back!" from behind him.
He quietly tailed Taehyung but suddenly got a little worried that he'd come off as creepy and slowed down his pace so that he wouldn't arrive the men's toilet too early. When he arrived, Taehyung was already zipping up his leather pants and went on to walk towards the sink to wash up. Taehyung jumped when he saw Jungkook by the doorframe, "Kook! I told you not to scare me like that."
Jungkook chuckled, "I didn't. You just get scared too easily," then gingerly walked towards Taehyung's side. "You were the one who jumped on me yesterday. That was scary."
Taehyung choked, "Can we not talk about that? It didn't happen, okay? Nothing happened."
"No, you kissed me." Jungkook said in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone.
Taehyung quickly washed his hands to get his now racing heart to cool down. He murmured, "I did not," then turned to face the door and began stomping his way towards it. Jungkook stretched out his leg to block Taehyung's path. Taehyung froze.
"You did," Jungkook stepped forward until he was inches away from the blushing boy.
