Age Is Just a Number

Concert

Aisha pov
Jada and I walk into the building and quickly move to the front, near the stage. She turns to me with excitement glowing on her face. "I can't wait for their performance!" She says. I smile. "I know!" I reply. I turn to see if anyone else was entering the building yet. I see the building starting to fill and the noise gets louder. I look around and I see a bodyguard walking towards me. I turn to Jada. "Um, that bodyguard is walking over here." I tell her nervously. Jada looks out of curiosity and gasps slightly. "Remember when you went to that studio? Did you happen to meet your bias?" She suddenly asks me. I think about it for a second and I look back at her. "I did actually. I was playing the piano and then he walked in and requested to play it with me." I tell her. I pull out my phone and show her the picture. "He even took a selfie with me. He has one on his phone too." I say. She gasps in delight. "Whoa! I wish I could meet Jimin." She pouts. I smile with a chuckle. "You will one day." I respond. She smiles. "Yeah." Jada replies. I feel a hand on my shoulder. "Please follow me." A man with a thick Korean accent says. I turn and see a tall man smiling down at me. I nod and grab Jada's hand. "Oh, she can't come." He says. I frown. "It's all or none." I tell him. He sighs and waves at us to follow him. "These kids." He says with a huff. I continue to follow him with a sigh. "I guess I'm a kid now." I respond in a snarky tone. I hear him mutter under his breath, but can't quite make out what he was saying. I don't think he expected me to be able to speak Korean. I chuckle to myself. They're all the same. Everyone is the same. Jada And I follow the man to the dressing rooms. I hear Jada gasp behind. "Why are we here?" She asks in Japanese. I turn to her and smile. "I told you. Didn't I say you would meet Jimin soon?" I reply in Japanese. She nods. I smile warmly. I turn back to face the dressing rooms. "Can you take her to Jimin?" I ask the tall man in Korean. He nods and leads Jada away. She has no idea what I just said so she looked back at me in confusion. I smile and give her a thumbs up. Another bodyguard walks up to me. "You speak Korean very well. Who taught you?" He asks. I look up. "Oh, I'm self taught." I respond. He nods in satisfactory. "Well, Suga wants to see you." The body guard says. I nod and follow him to Suga's dressing room. I don't know where this calmness came from but it's weird. I'm oddly calm to see Suga again. Huh. I thought I would have butterflies in my stomach.

Min Yoongi pov
I pace around my dressing room, waiting for Aisha to arrive. I don't know why but I'm so nervous to see her again. To see her long curly hair and her freckles. Those big brown eyes with a hint of burgundy. That small awkward smile. That dimple. I jump around excited. "Agh! What do I do with her?" I exclaim to myself. I sit down and slow my heart down. I take out my phone and look at the selfie we took together. "Agh! My heart!" I exclaim. Suddenly the door opens and I see her. Her adorable face that is so perfect, her short, stubbiness. It's all too much to handle. "Hi, Suga." She says. I internally die at the way my name rolls off her tongue. "Call me Oppa." I tell her. She nods in compliance. "Okay, Suga-Oppa." Aisha says. Her voice is higher today. She sounds so much more adorable. "Why did you want to see me?" She asks. Crap. I forgot to tell the bodyguards to shut their mouths. "Well.... I just...." She cuts me off. "Oppa, did you miss me?" She asks suddenly. I blush and look away. "Pfft, no. Why.... why would I miss you?" I respond. She smiles. "It's okay, Yoongi Oppa. I missed you too." She says. My soul floats out of my body when she says my name with Oppa. I can die happy now. "Actually, Aisha, I wanted to ask you if you could perform one of the songs with us today. And we're going to find out if any of your fans are here today so you can join the fan sign." I tell her. I already spoke to PD Nim about this. He was ecstatic about the idea. "I'm going on stage with you guys?" She asks. I nod. "Yes. We're singing Butterfly, and we want you to play the piano with the song. You already know the song and you were playing it on piano. It should be fine." I tell her. She nods hesitantly. "The thing is though, is that I've never performed in front of millions..." She says quietly. I sigh. "It'll be okay. I'll be there with you. I'm supposed to be playing piano but I won't today. This is your chance. Grasp it. Don't let it go." I tell her. I stand up and place my hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, you'll be great." I tell her with a half smile. She smiles back. "Thank you." Aisha replies. I nod and then the door opens. "Oh there you are. We need you on stage Suga." RM tells me. I nod and then sigh. "There's a change of clothes on the rack over there. Change into them and then meet us behind stage in 30." I tell her. She nods with a scared look on her face. "Good luck." She tells me. I nod and look up at RM. "Let's go." I tell him. We walk out the door and behind stage. I look over at Jimin. He seems nervous about something. "Hey, Jimin. What's wrong with you?" I ask him. He looks at me. "Oh, nothing, hyung." He says. I purse my lips. "If you say so." I reply. We hear armys start to scream and we walk into the stage. The music starts and we wait for Jungkook's cue to start singing. Finally he starts singing. The rest of us wait in the shadows as Jimin, Taehyung, Jin, and RM do their parts.

Is she really waiting for me?