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⠀the adrenaline sometimes makes him feel like his heart is going to explode, standing there with eyes wide just trying to let in every ounce of spotlight. it's hard to decipher whether his body wants to take off and run across the stage or just stay right where he is. the moment the music stops playing in his ear between sets, taehyung knew he had his break.
there were always moments of shows where he liked to talk to fans, to interact with the people that looked up to him. he didn't want to just show up and sing some words that they could have easily heard through a pair of headphones. he wanted to make it an experience for the both of them, himself and his fans that would have them remembering this night for a long time.
at this point taehyung took out his in-ear, wanting to hear his fans and even pause for a sip of water. they were maybe halfway through the night, the sun gone and liquor making an appearance in the crowd.
"how are we feeling tonight?" taehyung said into the mic, getting a loud cheer in response. his english was well, it had to be if he wanted to interact with international fans the way he wished to. "you guys have been amazing so far." it was met with another cheer, some cups raised and the rockstar just grinned.
"having a good time are we? got a couple beers down your throats, make tonight more fun." he grinned, seeing those faces in crowed do the same. taehyung spotted a couple, their small glasses standing out from the typical solo cups and beer bottles that most of others had in their hands. "what are those?" he pointed to them, seeing the realization on their faces as he man held up his glass. "yeah, what are those?"
only he knew who he was talking to, those around him couldn't pick out the face he was pointing to or staring at. not even jungkook, who stood on the side and peered out with woosung beside him. they came to watch for a second, it's not the same as staring at a monitor backstage. "oh, vodka!" taehyungs loud voice drew their attention back to the stage. "wow, straight?" he asked.
the man mouthed something, and taehyung just made a face at that answer. "no i meant straight vodka, not if you were straight." jungkook laughed at that, and so did most of everyone else in the crowd and stage listening to the playful banter that the rockstar had with these people in the seats.
that small break was nearly over, and the next set would behind in a few moments. taehyung could hear the countdown in one ear, knowing he'd have to wrap it up before beginning to sing. what stopped him was someone in the crowd, a younger person that seemed to be standing on the chair beside her mother. "do you have things in your ears? you're very small." taehyung asked the little girl, a sweet smile on his face as he spoke to her.
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dynamite | taekook
Fanfiction一 he is a bad bitch, made up of magic. ﹏ 𝐭𝐨𝐩!𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦!𝐭𝐚𝐞 [completed]