BTS 8th Member Scenarios // [slow updates]

Milo's Debut Stage

Everyone was in their outfits with hair and make-up done. Adrenaline raced through your body as you eyed yourself in the dressing room mirror: dark spiky hair, dark eye liner, all-black long t-shirt with a bulletproof vest, leather gloves, skinny jeans, and boots. 

No lie, you looked the most bad-ass you've ever seen yourself look.

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You looked tough and fierce. And dangerous!

You were confident you would kill this performance. You'd went over the choreography and practiced singing your lines a thousand times out loud and in your head. You'd practiced together as a group MORE than enough!

The only thing running inside your mind was: "I hope they like me."

"Mom..." you exhale, reading a long strand of texts on your cell phone from your mother. She was wishing you good luck, stating that she and your dad would be watching via livestream. It was nice of them to care, but her overprotective texts brought nerves to your stomach.

You had never done anything like this before. Performing in a GROUP for the FIRST TIME. In a few minutes, you would have your first stage debut as the eighth member of BTS. Very soon, the world would know your face, know your name, know almost everything about you... and they'd either love it or hate it.

"How are you feeling?" J-Hope appears beside you.

"Oh, good. My mom keeps texting me..." You roll your eyes and scroll through the long texts.

He peeps over your shoulder at your phone, chuckling.

"Ah, mother's love. So she's watching from home?" He asks, voice booming with excitement.

You nod.

"Nice! That's really supportive of them."

"Yeah..."

You chew on your bottom lip as your shaky hand stuffs your phone into your bag. One of the music show stage managers barges into the dressing room calling a five-minute warning. Your heart flutters at this announcement. It's almost time and your body was filled with nerves. All you could do was wait... that was the worst part.

"Are you nervous?" J-Hope asks with a knowing grin. He must've noticed the way you wrung your hands over and over; and the way your leg impatiently bounced up and down.

You responded with a shaky: "No."

"You'll do great. Come on."

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You were all gathered around, all eight members and all staffs, in a huddle circle. Namjoon was giving a pep talk to you all before you stepped out on the stage.

"...and just remember, we're all in this together. Whatever happens we got each other and we'll lift each other up. We got this, so don't be nervous. This is just one experience of many, so make the best of it and don't hold back. Let's kill it, alright?"

"Yeah!" All eight of you shout.

"Hands in."

You gather your hands in the middle and cheer. "BT- BT- BTS!!"

You felt the comforting, loving arms of the staff and other members surrounding you. Everyone together in this small space felt like family. You were still getting used to everyone, but you felt no hostility, just love. These people were serious about what they do, and you respected that. You respected the fact they took a moment before the stage to come together and share positive energy. It made you feel a little less heavy. And you liked that.

Just five minutes later and you had finished your debut stage. And BTS had their fourth official comeback stage with their newest member!