Muted (BTS)
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I stood there, in a crowd who where shouting their hearts out, fan chants, girls screaming and crying as T.O.P lifted his shirt up revealing his perfectly structured abs! Whilst GD swirled around like a princess. I wildly wave my glow stick round, opening my mouth but no sound came out. It was normal. A guy who was next to me shouted so loudly catching my attention,
"GD!!! MY MANLINESS IS DYING!" He screams completely fan boy-ing over G-Dragon as he waves his merchandise around. I laugh silently at this guy. He noticed me starring at him and he looks at me and smiles.
"Don't you think he's awesome?" He shouts excitedly over the crowd. I nod continually. With my hands I point to my neck, then make an 'X' sign to inform him that I can't speak.
"No talk?" He questions, with his thump facing down. I nod. Expecting him to go back to his fan boy-ing. But instead he grabbed my hand which had the glow stick held in it and said,
"It's okay, I'll scream for you" he smiles.
And that's the first time I was happy that I was muted.
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