𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟑 | 𝐅𝐈𝐍

taehyung + yoongi - request pt 2

thank you TaesWolfie for requesting a part two to your previous imagine! (Love you) i hope it's ok! once again, they are in a three way relationship. (more requests please, your ideas inspire me)

With both your boyfriends making their living out of music, going to music award shows has become a regular for you. You love everything except the dressing up.

Their stylists love to put you in different dresses to see which one looks the best on you. They also like to put make up all over your face. Apparently, it's their only chance to go crazy over a girl before going back to the boys.

You wouldn't mind it if they made you look less sexy. Sometimes Yoongi gives them warning looks when you step out in form fitting red or black dresses. Taehyung doesn't mind them at all.

For tonight's event, they've put you in a plum dress the reaches the floor. Taehyung showered you with compliments as you stepped out, trying to ignore Yoongi choking in the back.

"No! What happens if someone tries to take advantage of her," Yoongi scolds, searching the racks for something suitable. You tsk and grab his arm.

"It'll be fine. Everyone knows who I'm with. No-one will try anything."

He calms himself down and smiles down at you, eyes raking over your figure.

"It does look really good on you, Ali. Would love to see it slipping off your bo-"

"And we're done!" You yell, flustered by his sudden comment. He laughs and extends his arm. You hesitantly link it through his, doing the same with Taehyung.

"I'm with him," he whispers into your ear, "seeing that falling off you would look h-"

"Shut. Up." You snap, the blush on your cheeks contradicting your statement.

After the red carpet, the stars are given a chance to mingle with each other before the show starts. Assuring the boys that you'll be fine sitting alone, you watch as they head off to talk to another band, their eyes continuously flicking towards you.

Rolling your own eyes, you distract yourself by checking out the venue. You turn to your side, screaming when you see a man sitting in Taehyung's spot.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," he apologises, scratching the back of his head.

"No, it's ok," you reply politely but in a way that tells him to fuck off.

"I'm Hyungwon. Lovely to meet you," he offers his hand, smiling boyishly. You sigh and shake it, quickly turning to the stage.

"You look stunning tonight. I'd love to take you out for a drink after all of this if you don't mind," he continues, running his fingers up your arm.

"Look, Hyungwon was it? I'm not here alone. My bo-"

"Hey," Taehyung growls, pointing at the seat, "that's my seat." Yoongi appears by his side, narrowing his eyes at Hyungwon.

"Yeah, that's also our girl so you better back off before we do something everyone will regret."

Hyungwon looks at you as you sigh. "My boyfriends are here with me is what I was trying to say."

Taehyung and Yoongi smile proudly at you, scowling when Hyungwon brushes past them. Taehyung angrily reclaims his seat, folding his arms across his chest.

"Stupid kid. Thinking he can hit on my girl? No way."

You giggle as Yoongi leans over you to slap him on the arm. "Our girl, dipshit."