Fan Service

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The boys practiced long and hard but goofed around even longer and harder.

They are such dorks.

Me and Sunni watch them in the front VIP area.

We watch them practice they're choreography, both in awe.

"Y/n-ssi, you are the luckiest girl in the world. You know that?" She nudged me with her elbow, eyes still on the boys.

"How do you figure." I chuckle at the thought.

"Any girl would be lucky to have the heart of even 1 member of Bangtan. You? You have all of them." She smiles at the thought.

"Yeah right. They don't have feelings for me. They're just using me for sex. Nothing more. You don't see how they are in private. If you did you'd know." Saying that hurt my heart, I know they aren't interested yet I still love them all.

"You think none of them have feelings towards you? Kid? Jungkook almost punched Suga for touching you and Yoongi was gonna KILL Hobi for calling you a pet name. You blind as fuck if you honestly think NONE of those boys have feelings for you." She shakes her head slightly. Eyes never leaving Bangtan.

My gaze, however, shifts to the floor.

"That doesn't mean they have feelings. Territorial maybe but not feelings. Jungkook got mad that I called Jin baby boy cuz it made him feel replaced. He's used to being the only little, I guess. You see they don't like me like that. They just don't like when their title as Dom Daddy or little boy or other wise is at risk." Annoyance lacing my voice.

"Whatever you say, Han. But hypothetically speaking, cuz you and I both know a relationship with all of them would never in a million years work out, if you had to and circumstances came down to it, who would you chose?"

Ouch.

I'm not quite sure why but the question hurt.

I don't give it much thought. I don't have to.

"I wouldn't. They deserve someone with eyes only for them. someone they never had to share or worry about sharing. that's not fair to them. they deserve 100% of a persons love not just some of it. so if I had to chose I wouldn't because they deserve better than that." I look to her for her response and she just gives my a sympathetic smile. "Not that it would get to that point anyways. we aren't together so I wont ever have to chose." I continue.

We both just shrug and continue enjoying the show.

About 15 minutes before they let people into the show we are escorted to the back stage area.

"You guys will be here for the show cuz later on they are going to bring you up for mini games and stuff during intermission." One of the staff tells us. We just nod and wait.

They let the crowds in and to be quite honest there amount of people who came was a little over whelming.

"Sunni. I'll be right back. I just need to pee." She nods and I head toward the bathrooms.

On my way back to my friend I trip over a cord and role my ankle.

"Fuck!" I shout.

"Y/n are you ok?!" Sionly runs up to my and crouches by my already swollen ankle to look at it.

"Oof. Let me help you up so I can take you to the medic station and get it looked at." He helps me up.

"So there's no need. Helping me to that bench over there would be just fine." I say shifting all my weight onto one leg.

"Ok." He grabs me and picks me up bridal style, making me wrap my arms around his neck for extra security. "I don't want you to hurt yourself anymore than you already are." He then carries me to a foldable chair and sets me in it.