So now I've decided the end of this will be quite fictional, after all this is a Jungkook one shots book. :)
The lights burst forth and the music pounded through the speakers. As a host, the crowd rose, excited screaming rippling through the stadium.
It's impossible to describe how the music made y/n feel. As each song started they would stand and she danced to every part she knew, Y/n screamed the words with everyone else. Especially in Idol and Fake Love.
"YOU CAN'T STOP ME LOVING MYSELF"
" I DON'T KNOW NAN MOLLA "
The words scraped out of her throat and rose up to the sky with the rest of the chorusing voices. By the time the rap line sang Tear dressed in their sexy ass Dior ensembles, the lack of air was getting to Y/n's head. She sat down, leaning forward enough to see the stage and gigantic screens. The stadium was alive. The best pounded through the air, the cement beneath her feet vibrated and she could feel it in her toes all the way up to her ears. Bts did that. They shook the world.
Y/n could feel the wetness on her cheeks when Jungkook sang Euphoria and when Jin sang Epiphany and during The Truth Untold. She blew back all the kisses Jin blew, because he deserved them. She screamed for Bts and shouted the fanchant with her whole chest. The wave was more successful when Namjoon wasn't directing it, but that made it all the more enjoyable.
Hearing Jimin yell right side, when y/n herself was on the right side, was nothing short of magical. She cried when they bid their goodbyes and when Bts thanked their back up dancers. And the moment they left for real, she gathered her belongings and joined the crowd of people leaving.
She left a courtesy step between herself and the man in front of her and drew her arms into herself to make her small. However, the man behind her did not and she felt his finger like into her lower back once. (It was very uncomfortable but that happened to me :( )
She found a 20$ bill on the ground but couldn't find anyone who'd lost one and she told an army that she'd left the flashlight of her phone on. Then, she joined the crush of people descending the stairs. When she reached the bottom she wandered around the stadium. She didn't really care when she got home, for Y/n making the day last as long as possible was the only concern.
She walked around the entire stadium. All the way to the back entrance. She assumed quickly that she shouldn't be back there and she hurried her steps to get away. She wanted to be respectful.
But then the door opened up and a group of people wandered out in various states of exhaustion. Oh my. Y/n thought. It's Bangtan.
Hobi was stretching his arms way up, Jimin was leaning against Namjoon, Jin was cracking his neck, Yoongi was yawning, Tae wasn't doing anything p, and Jungkook was holding the door.
Y/n stopped dead, she looked for somewhere to hide away so they wouldn't see her. But Jungkook turned around. His tired eyes widened when they came to test on her and she cringed. She'd been discovered.
But oh my, the intensity of his eyes on her. It made her skin burn and her cheeks flush. In halting English he addressed her, bringing the attention of the others to her as well.
"Did, you...uhh Enjoy, the ..concert?"
The others looked to her expectantly, but y/n couldn't make her throat form the words rattling around in her head. So she nodded. A lot. Too much. Stop nodding. It's not working. StOp! STob iT.
Oh thank god.
"I did. Th-thank you." She breathed. "It was more than I ever dreamed. You were all so wonderful."
Namjoon spoke something in Korean and the boys smiled at her. WE ARE UNDER ATTACK! ABORT! ABORT!
"Oh thank you." Jungkook laughed.
Y/n took an unsteady step back, the looks were too much, being this close was too much. They were too much. Too beautiful to handle.
What was meant to be her escape turned into her trap as she tripped over a crack in the uneven pavement.
And she fell in her butt in front of BTS.
Jungkook stepped forward first, helping y/n gather her things and then taking her hand and pulling her up.
"Are you okay?" Jimin asked, his accent threatening to send her right back down. She
But Jungkook still had her hand in his. "I'm alright, thank you."
"What's your name?" This was Namjoon.
"Oh, I'm y/f/n." Her voice was quivering with nerves.
"That's pretty." Tae smiled.
She his her face behind her free hand. "Stop looking at me I'm gonna die!"
Namjoon laughed and y/n guessed translated for her, because Bangtan laughed too. Then, a car pulled up and they looked from it to her.
"We have to go now, y/n. It was nice meeting you. We love you." Namjoon said.
There was a chorus of agreement and I love you's thrown at her.
"I love you too!" She called out.
Jungkook turned back and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Goodbye y/n."
