Caramel Macchiato

Caramel Macchiato: Pt.1

It was the last concert of your group's tour, and you all had decided to have it in your hometown of Seoul. You were the lead vocals for your group, HeavyStarter. HeavyStarter was a five-member, all-girl K-Pop group, the first under BigHit Entertainment.

BigHit was actually the place where you met your boyfriends. Yes. Boyfriends. Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook. It surprised you, too, when you found out that the boys were in a relationship, but you were easily accepting of it seeing as how your childhood best friend turned out to be gay. You actual became really close friends with the boys and eventually fell in love with them. However, you knew that they could not possibly love you in that way. They were...well...gay. They astonished you by coming up to you one day after your group's dance practice and asking you if you wanted to join their relationship. You, of course, accept their wonderous offer. That was two years ago.

Now, here you were, finally back in the same city as them after four months. You just couldn't wait until you were done with this concert, so you could go home and snuggle with your boys. You missed them greatly, and you were sure that they missed you just as much. The past few weeks, the boys had been blowing up your phone asking you when you were coming home and how much they missed you and wanted you in their arms. With each message, your longing for home just grew and grew, and now you were finally here.

You were backstage getting your makeup done and hair styled when you looked at your phone for the billionth time that night. The boys had texted you earlier saying that they were going to come see you before your concert, but it was twenty minutes before curtain, and they still hadn't arrived yet. You sighed before placing your phone on the vanity counter.

"I'm sure they'll be here soon enough, (Y/N)," Hana, one of your idol members said, giving you a side glance as she couldn't turn her head from the hair stylist.

"I hope so. I was really looking forward to seeing them before we went on stage," you said.

"Maybe they just got caught up in dance practice or something. You know how it is."

"Yeah," you said solemnly.

Only your other members and the members of the boys' group knew about the relationship. It definitely couldn't be known to the public. Fans would be in outrage and the ranking and likeness of both groups would be in turmoil. Hell, no one even knew the boys were together except for the groups. Despite hearing about many fans who shipped the two together and would fawn over the idea of them actually being together, the boys had just decided to play it safe with it all.

Ten minutes had passed, and the boys still weren't there. The lot of you were putting on your shoes, and disappointment sat heavily in your stomach. Brushing it off was a lot harder than you thought it would have been. You should be happy, relieved, anxious. It was your last concert of the tour after all. There was, however, a little glimmer of hope, imagining that they were just waiting for you in the crowd, ready to cheer you on. That was all you could think about as you walked down the long hallway to the side stage.

The five of you stopped right on the side and waited for the lights to go down so your group could go onto stage and get into position. This was when Hana walked up to you and gave your hand a squeeze. "They'll be out there. They would have to be stupid to miss this."

She was always the emotional supporter of the group. If anyone ever had any sort of worry or was sad, she was there to lift them up. Here she was, helping you out for the second time tonight. She was truly the only person who kept the entire group from falling into emotional shambles.

You smiled at her in thanks, and you saw the lights go out on the stage, signifying for the five of you to head on stage. As the lead vocals and main dancer, you put yourself in the middle. Once you all were in your stances, the lights came up, and the crowd went absolutely wild.