Kpop bxb oneshots

Band? - Meanie

This is for @KawaiiMarshmallow12
I'm sorry it took so long
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Wonwoo pov:
After all of the preparation this season, we're finally performing the whole show. I'm excited and nervous. I missed a practice last week so I'm a little behind, but I'm hoping that this is going to be amazing. It's our last marching game of the season and I'm sad that this is the seniors last game. I'll miss performing with them, my own mini family

During the school day, I excitedly chatter to Jeonghan, Seungcheol and Soonyoung and tell them to come to the game tonight, they say they are going to. So I go around telling others to come to the game and about the end of our fourth piece.

When it was time for the game, we all put our uniforms on and head into the stands with high hopes for our last game. About 7 minutes before halftime, we headed to the back field so we could warm up. We are all excited to perform the whole show. As the time gets closer, we get more excited. Since it's senior night, they announce the seniors, including the ones in the band. Then they quickly run into the positions for the first set.

During the performance, we sound amazing. I'm sure we look amazing. We go through the first three pieces with little to no issues.

And then we start our fourth (and shortest) piece.

Then, all of a sudden, close to the end of the song, I see a referee walk behind me. I look at the football team and see them jumping around nervously. The coaches don't look much better. Then, our drum major cuts us off and tells our lead snare to start tapping. And we walk off the field to the taps. Without even finishing the song.
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Mingyu pov:
I was looking forward to watching the halftime show. The cabaret looked great, their performance of bts was amazing. This just gave me more hope for the band, which had my favorite and least favorite people. I was watching eagerly, I remember Jeon Wonwoo, a kid in my chemistry class telling people about the last song and the horn angles.

It was just starting to look really cool when the coaches and referees started yelling at the drum major. And then that was it. They were off the field.

I glanced down at the band. Some were crushed, others pissed, but everyone was confused. I made eye contact with one of the flute players and I felt my heart break. It was Jeon Wonwoo, the kid in my chemistry class. And we don't always get along, but he looked so sad. As they started to head back to the stands I saw him struggling to keep his tears in.

I went up to the band section and saw him run up to the percussionist section and sink down to the floor. I quickly run up to him and take him in my arms. He jumps when he feels me grab him, but then he sinks into my arms and turns around so his face is nuzzled in my chest. After a few minutes, he starts shaking and I feel a wet spot on my shirt. I pull him closer to me, not wanting to let go, ever, because he might not come back.

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After he had calmed enough to stop crying I softly asked, "Do you want to talk about anything? I'm here to listen" I tell him, trying to look as genuine as I feel.

To my surprise, he nodded and starting telling me what had happened. The director had told everyone what had happened when they got back to the stands.

"It's so dumb that you guys got your show cut, and not even in a good spot. You guys had what, 30 seconds until the end? With 3 minutes on the clock? The penalty literally would not have done anything. We're going to win anyway" I tell him, slightly frustrated

"Yeah but the refs don't like our team. We always get penalized like crazy. It's fine." he says, but I don't believe him

"But see, if it was fine, you wouldn't be crying, jihoon wouldn't be glaring holes into the field, chan wouldn't be cuddling into jisoo, seokmin and seungkwan wouldn't be abnormally quiet, minghao and jun would be making out and vernon would be-" he slapped his hand over my mouth so I couldn't continue with my speech.