Requested by @Hopa
Warning: blood, violence and descriptions of injury
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They had prepared this Dionysus showcase for weeks. After several all-nighters and lots of stress and worrying, the fans were finally getting to see it.
This was the 2019 MMAs.
They were dressed in very regal outfits. Hoseok had taken a good look at himself in the mirror right before the performance and concluded that he looked great. The others did too.
The set was very elaborate as well. There were people holding big fans, there were harps and fancy statues among other things. Hoseok could spend all day watching their own performance and still notice something new after each round.
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Hoseok felt a little overwhelmed as he sat with the others behind the long shelf. Music pumped through the speakers. He listened to the click track coming through his earpieces. He had everything memorized, when to get up, when to turn towards the audience and when to smirk at the camera but he still felt a bit unsettled. Something was going to go wrong. He was sure of it.
The mix for Dionysus started. Hoseok kicked into automation. His lines were right after Taehyung's first little bit. He spotted the moving camera and looked straight at it.
Namjoon got on top of the shelf for his rap. The others stayed seated behind it.
Just get drunk like Dionysus
Drink in one hand, Thyrsus on the other
The moves came easily to Hoseok. Arms on top of the shelf, neck thing, hand up beside head, he followed the others and the others followed him.
Art is alcohol too, if you can drink it, you'll get drunk fool
They skipped down the stairs to the main stage. The backup dancers wheeled a moving shelf in and Jungkook got on top of it for his part. The maknae reached out his hand and Hoseok grabbed it, pulling himself onto the platform as well.
The backup dancers moved the platform across the stage.
Hoseok didn't know all the dancers well. He knew a few, they had come and introduced themselves to him, but for most of them, he didn't know their names or their faces. Big Hit had apparently done background checks on all of the new ones and Hoseok was satisfied with that. That's all he needed to know.
He heard himself do part of the lyrics. Was it off-key? Hoseok didn't have time to focus on it, he needed to keep moving.
Jungkook's part ended. He jumped off the platform. Jin was going to come onto the platform next.
Hoseok glanced over quickly to make sure the maknae landed safely. His eyes caught a glint in the crowd of the backup dancers.
A blade?
The lights overhead changed. He needed to sit down. Jin was already next to him. But something was going to go wrong. Hoseok needed to get down beside Jungkook. The maknae was going to go hurt.
Something was going wrong. Hoseok was missing the beat. Jin was getting confused.
Wasn't Hoseok supposed to sit down and wasn't I supposed to sing my part...?
Hoseok followed Jungkook off. He blindly pushed the maknae. His mind only said one thing: get Jungkook away.
Jin pulled himself on the platform anyway and did his part.
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