Fan Service

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"YAH! Everyone is looking for you, Kim Taehyung! You deprived maniacs can do that kind of stuff later! We have a show to finish, here!" Sunni yells grabbing Tae by the ear and dragging him out.

"I-I'm sorry! Please let go. Your hurting me." He says on a child like voice.

"ANI! LET'S GO! You only barely have enough time to get changed." She says as she drags him down the hall and to the dressing room.

"Aish, this girl." I giggle as I rub my temples.

I walk out of the dark closet and back to the side of the stage to watch Jimin finish up his set before Tae goes on.

Even though he's a pain in the ass I gotta admit, he is truly beautiful up there. He moves so freely up there, like it come second nature.

He just looks so free and like he is being his truest self. It's raw and intense and that's what makes it so beautiful. It's intangible yet I can still feel it.

It takes me a moment to realize I am just staring with my mouth open and I correct myself immediately, but apparently not fast enough.

"If I don't see the same intensity in your eyes when I perform you will be receiving a punishment when we get to the hotel." A deep voice says in my ear from directly behind me as the owner of it rest their hands on my waist.

He brushes his nose on the side of my neck before kissing it.

My breath hitches and I can feel his smirk against my skin.

"You know what? I might just have to work against the hyungs on this one." He says before kissing my cheek and walking towards the stage, leaving me a breathless mess.

What. The. Actually. Fuck!

What is with this boy? Literally just a couple of weeks ago he was so shy and got flustered by me looking in his direction, now? Now he's like a completely different person.

Oof.

Just. Oof.

Tae goes up and Jimin comes down.

"Hey, cutie. Come with me to the dressing room? I wanna relax a little." Jimin asks as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"Yah! Ani! You're gross and sweaty." I push on his chest with my palms.

He pulls me into his chest leaving no room between our bodies. He leans into my ear, allowing my to feel his plump lips slightly graze my earlobe. "You won't be complaining about it later tonight." We whisper, before smacking my butt.

I can't stop a little whimper leave my lips.

He just smirks and walks away.

I have never felt so attacked.

The lights start to adjust and and Tae's performance starts.

I love watching performances. There the shit. Tae's was no exception. His vocals were enough to make me melt into a little puddle of goo. It was truly mesmerizing. My eyes didn't leave him once.

Not even to look at the person now back hugging me.

"Noona, you're gonna be here to watch me right?" He asks resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Y-yeah. Of course." I nod, not letting my eyes leave the man on stage.

Kook notices my empty response and tightens the hug a little.

"Mommy, notice me, please." He whines before placing a needy kiss on my neck.

I let out a quiet gasp at the small gesture.

"What are you doing?" I whisper yell as I turn to face him.

"Give me attention" he pouts.

"I am-"

"All of it. Not just enough to answer my questions half heartedly." His facial expressions was a little hurt.

This poor boy. Why am I like this?

I pull Jungkook into a hug, letting him rest his head in my neck.

"My poor baby. I'm sorry for not paying attention more." I say as one hand rubs his back and the other pets his hair. "How about when we get back home I make it up to you, ok? Movie and snacks? Just you and me?"

He pulls away from me to examine my face, him wearing his big bunny smile.

"Really?!" He asks excitedly.

"I pinky promise." I put out my finger and he links his with mine.

We both turn and watch the rest of Taehyung's performance.

"Hey, how did I do?" Tae runs up to us and throws his arms over my shoulders, pulling me into a hug.

"You did great, now both of you go get ready. You guys only have a couple more to go. Ok?" Taehyung releases me and heads to the dressing room.

"You to, Kook." I point to the dressing room and he shakes his head.

"I'm already ready." He says as he crosses his arms.

He glares at something behind me but before I can turn to look he grabs me by the waist and kisses me.

It starts off hard but grows more gentle and I start to kiss back.

I pull away to catch my breath and look at Kookie. His eyes still closed as he breaths heavily, trying to calm down.

I'm not quite sure why but I'm feeling really sentimental lately. I just stay there and examine his features. I want to remember it all.

I want to memorize all their faces and features. The flaws and freckles. EVERYTHING. I want to be able to picture them in my mind so perfectly it like there with me just in case...

Just in case I ever lose them...

Just in case they decide to leave...

Everyone leaves eventually...