Living with BTS | J.H.S {Completed}

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~Kyung-Mi POV~

All I see when I open my eyes is a groaning Hoseok with his hands on my waist as I hear the gasps of everyone in the audience. We become surrounded with the staff as they asked what happened.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry Hoseok!" I say quickly getting up, I couldn't hear myself on the speakers so I'm assuming my mic was damaged.

"It's fine I'm not hu-" He winces as he stands up holding his hip. "Okay scratch that." He hisses.

"Someone call a paramedic!" I hear people shout.

"Ms. Mimi I'm sorry that I couldn't tell you about the location of the hole but I couldn't find you." A male stagehand tells me.

"Wait YOU were supposed to tell me? But there was a female stagehand that had already met with me." I respond puzzled.

"Female stagehand? I was the one assigned to stay with you until you went up on stage. What did she look like?"

"Um I'm not sure but she had brown hair with bangs and had a mask on." I said.

"What was her name?" He asks again as one of the other stage hands helps Hoseok up and takes him to a chair that they brought over.

"Name?"

"Yes, she should've had a key card showing her name and face." He says holding his own as an example.

Come to think of it, that girl didn't have one. I don't think she was even wearing the proper attire for a stage hand.

"There was none...." I let out slowly at a sudden realization. The stage hand was quick to speak into his head set.

"We have a possible tresspasser, I repeat we have a possible tresspasser, look out for a female with...." He commanded as his voice faded once he had walked away and the paramedics arrived.

Brown bangs..... Please don't let it be-

"Okay nothing is broken but you did bruise a region of your hip so we'd suggest taking a break from performances." One of the paramedics explains. I'm only able to hear this since there was already a crowd surrounding Hoseok.

"Okay everyone you heard them! Nothing to see here! Back away!" I hear someone shout as the crowd scatters and I get a view of the paramedics helping Hoseok off the chair. Hoseok's injury just leaves my mind once I see his current state though.

Shirtless.... Crap.... Act. Normal.

As I decide to approach him to make sure he's okay, I hear my manager approach me.

"Kyung-mi, I know this may be last minute but due to Hoseok's injury we're gonna have to change the song you perform." She explains. "There are fans expecting to see you and stopping the whole performance over a mishap would just be unprofessional. Your stylist was nice enough to set up a last minute outfit so go get changed."

"Oh...I see..." I follow her to my dressing room with my mind filled with worry in a split second.

I'll have to see him later I guess...

A/N: Remember when I said I don't know what to do with the story line? Yea well not anymore. Chapters ar gonna be shorter now since it's either that or you wait up to three weeks for an update.