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June 1st, you were finally going to your first BTS concert.

But of course, like many other experiences in your life, you were going to experience it in a completely different way.

A way money could not buy.

And that was because you had been invited to the concert by BTS themselves. Hoseok had been the one to ask; and luckily the staff still think you're his cousin. As do all the other members.

Now this being your first concert, you were already lost in the crowd, unsure where to go or where your seats were. Until you got pulled to the side by a large hand holding onto your wrist, dragging you through and around the crowd.

"Yahh!" You shouted at the man, he was dressed it in black from head to toe, a bucket hat on his head. You'd caught the attention of quite a few of the ARMYs with your scream but they had already entered the stadium before they could notice anything unusual.

"It's just me." He turned around to face you once you were out of sight to the others, you sighed in relief before taking his bucket hat off, bursting out laughing at seeing Jungkook's hair tied up in fifteen tiny pink hairbands. He looked like a four year old pretending to play "Hairdressers".

The man just huffed, cheeks turning pink from embarrassment. "Jimin Hyung was playing with my hair... Don't even say a word. Or I swear I'll throw you back into the crowd over there and tell security you were breaking in backstage."

You just blinked and laughed again. "Wow you must be really insecure about your hair right now, huh?" You quickly took your phone out, taking a few photos before pausing and looking down at them. "How do you still look good in photos when you're not even trying... So not fair."

Jungkook gasped and took your phone from your hands, raising it up in the air way out of your reach, winking down at you. "In photos, in person, I always look perfect."

You roll your eyes and just try to get your phone back from him, standing on the end of his boots to give yourself a little extra height.

"What are you two doing..." Taehyung walks out, wearing a black robe over his concert outfit, expression utterly confused from the sight.

"He stole my phone!" You whine, moving away from the younger male.

"She was taking pictures of me!"

Taehyung sighs. "Jungkook, give her the phone back."

"But-"

"Jungkook, come on. Noona is going to kill you if your late for hair styling again."

You grin and put your hand out for the phone, smiling smugly, the boy reluctantly places it in your hands before sticking his tongue out at you then running off inside.

"Taetae~" You smile, hopping over to the boy. "Got hair and makeup done already, huh?

He nods, pouting his lips. "I even put some lip tint on myself."

"Pretty boy~" You cooed, smiling at him.

"You're here!" An orange haired boy runs up to you, embracing you tight in a hug.

"Ow too tight!" You squirm in Hoseok's arms but smile at him once he lets go, taking a deep breath.

However, you can't help but sense a pair of eyes staring at you. You look around, confused; eventually spotting a pair of wide eyes watching you from behind Seokjin.

Infact, two pairs of eyes.

"Who-"

"She found us!" One of them shouts.

"Run!"

And with that you see a black haired and silver haired male run across the room, stumbling and ending up falling ontop of each other on a sofa.

"Yoongi?! Jimin??!"

A/N -here's the lovely comment that inspired me to update 🤩