T H R E E

I threw myself back onto my bed, shaking around like a worm squealing in pure joy, clutching my phone to my chest. I keep replaying it over and over again in my mind. Yoongi placing his hand delicately on my waist, and then pulling me in for a tight hug. His breath on my neck. His smooth, low voice in my ear. Calling me beautiful. His PERSONAL phone number in my contacts!

"Shit." I sigh to myself. He said he was going to text me the details, but should I text him first? 

No. I don't want to seem too clingy or needy. I don't want to make a fool of myself. All those signs were just in my head. He's probably like this with all his fans he meets, I'm nothing special.

I get up, throwing my phone on my bed and walk to the kitchen to get some food. I get hungry when I overthink, and I need something to distract me. 

I look in the fridge and pantry. "Ugh, seriously? Nothing." I whined. Hyerin didn't do the groceries this week. "Takeout it is then." I say excitedly.

Hyerin and I are sat on the couch watching a movie and eating Chinese takeout, enjoying every mouthful. 

"Oh, by the way Hyerin, don't freak out but, uh... Yoongi kind of invited me out on Friday with him and the other members. Can you come with me? I don't think I'll be able to be alone with them all." 

She snaps her neck and looks at me in shock. "WHAT?!" 

"Are you KIDDING?! Of course I'll come, why the fuck didn't you say sooner? I'll get to see Jimin!" She starts rambling on about Jimin and how perfect he is, how this is her chance. 

I giggle and I look at my watch to check the time; 9:45pm. I let out a frustrated sigh, knowing I have work in the morning.

"Yoongi said he'll text me the details of where it is and what time. I'll let you know then." I said. 

She starts choking on her noodles. 

"You have his number?! What happened when you guys went to the bathroom?!" 

"We just talked and that's when he asked for us to come. He took my phone and put his number in." I said innocently. 

"Do you think I'll get Jimin's number on Friday? I'm so jealous of you right now. Keep this to yourself though, the fans will probably form a lynch mob." She said. I nod laughing. 

We finish our food and the movie, and say goodnight.

As I take off my clothes, I notice my phone still on my bed, a little light flashing indicating I have an unread text. I rush over and grab it, unlocking it.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD." I scream.

I stare at my phone in disbelief. I notice the time it was sent. 

"IT WAS SENT 2 HOURS AGO?? FUCK!" I slump down on my bed thinking of what to reply. 

"Stop overthinking, Jangmi. Just think of it as a normal conversation with a normal guy. You've done this plenty of times. Don't think of him as a huge celebrity with the most powerful and protective fandom in the world, who would most likely rip you limb from limb if they knew about this." I rambled to myself. I pluck up the courage and write a reply.

Yeah, that's good.

Ding. Another text.

My heart just jumped out of my chest. What the fuck?

Oh God, was that too much? Did I seem too eager?

See you soon.

I close my eyes and let myself fall back on my pillow. I'm in a state of pure euphoria right now. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think this was possible. To not only go to their concert, but to meet Yoongi, have a conversation with him, touch him, 

Get his phone number. 

And now I'm going to meet him again on Friday. Why does he seem so interested in me?

Friday - 9:30pm.

Hyerin and I are finishing up getting ready. I have my hair loosely curled, flowing down my back, wearing a beautiful grey satin dress with white embroidery on the bust and neckline, silver stiletto heels paired with silver and gold bracelets on each wrist and diamond dangled earrings. My nails painted a blood red. I felt amazing. I felt beautiful.

We arrive at the venue and it's jaw dropping. There's lines of people waiting to get in, lights all along the front row of the club and a low, loud bass pumping from inside. We walk to the back of the line. People must know BTS are here... 

As we stood waiting for a couple of minutes, a large man approached us. "Excuse me, Miss Jangmi?" He growled at me with an intimidating voice. I look up at him, with slight fear in my eyes. 

"Y-Yes?" I replied. 

"Follow me. And bring your friend." He said. I look at Hyerin, who looks just as confused as me. But we comply and follow him.

He takes us directly to the entrance. "Go on through and make your way to the VIP area. It's at the back." We nod and walk in.

As we enter the venue, I hear nothing but a low bass pounding in my ears, I can't even hear myself speak. I look at Hyerin, trying to get her to hear me. I signal for us to walk towards the VIP section. All the while I'm thinking to myself that maybe Yoongi planned this and allowed us free entry.

We reach the VIP section, and my prediction was right. There sits BTS in the closed off area, all chatting and laughing with drinks in hand. It's a lot more quiet here, I can actually hear myself think. 

Jungkook notices us and jumps to his feet with a smile on his face, signalling for us to come in. I smile back and excitedly walk in, greeting them all one by one. Hyerin sits down next to Jimin, and immediately starts flirting with him, touching his arm, his leg, whispering in his ear. I watch her in amazement. How does she have the confidence to do that? Especially with Jimin? I get so flustered whenever I look at Yoongi.

Just as that thought came into my head, Yoongi approaches me and gives me a hug. "Hey, Jangmi. You look..." He pauses for a second, looking me up and down. 

"Wow, amazing." He says, smiling at me. 

"Thank you, so do you!" I said. And he does. Oh my God he looks like a full course meal.

He's wearing a black leather jacket, a black t-shirt, black ripped jeans with a pair of black boots. Still wearing the same black hooped earrings 2 days before. All black with his light blonde hair, the neon lights from the club tinting his hair a pink colour at the top. I have never seen someone so sexy in all of my life.

This man could punch me in the face and I'd say thank you.

As the night goes on, I start to feel a little tipsy. Jin and Taehyung are on the dance floor, dancing like absolute maniacs. I look in the corner of the VIP area where Hyerin is, and she's gone. Fuck. I can't find Jimin either.

I go searching for her, just to make sure she's okay and hasn't wondered off getting herself lost. I assume Jimin is with RM, who wasn't there to be seen either.

I look to the bar, and I spot RM. I approach him to ask if he's seen Hyerin and Jimin. "Hey, Namjoon? Have you seen my sister? I can't find her." I said, slightly slurring my words. 

"Hey! Yeah I saw her and Jimin on the dance floor about 5 minutes ago." He said. 

"Ah, thank you!" I said, giving him a smile.

I make my way to the dance floor. It's completely packed, making it difficult to find them. I've been searching for about 10 minutes, but still no sign of them.

As I walk away, I notice movement in one of the corners near a seated area. I squint my eyes, and see Hyerin and Jimin... Making out?! 

Hyerins hands are intertwined in his golden locks. My eyes immediately widen and my jaw drops open. 

Oh shit. 

I start laughing, witnessing this heated moment. Jimin's hands are on Hyerin's ass, as she's slightly sat up to reach his height. After confirming she's definitely still here, and she's okay, I walk away with a smile on my face, feeling proud of my sister.

I walk back to the VIP section, and Yoongi is there alone. He notices me and smiles, handing me a drink. I thank him and take it, sipping it gradually, trying not to get too drunk. I sit down next to him on the black leather couch.

"Where did you go?" He asks me, turning towards me and looking in my eyes. His arm is over the back of the couch near my head, one leg crossed over the other leaning back into the cushion.

"I went to find Hyerin, I just wanted to make sure she was okay." I said. 

"Did you find her?" He asks. I chuckle quietly. 

"Yes, I found her. She's perfectly fine." I said, with a smirk forming on my lips.

It's now 3am, I'm completely drunk, as is everyone else. Yoongi and I have been sat in the VIP area alone for about 2 hours, just talking, getting to know each other.

He leans in closer to me and whispers in my ear. "You know, I haven't stopped looking at you all night. You look so beautiful." His warm breath once again hitting my skin, the sensation on my earlobe gave me shivers. He pulls back slightly to look at me, directly in my eyes. His face inches away from mine. His eyes wander down to my lips, as his tongue darts out to wet his own lips.

He lightly places his thumb and index finger at the point of my chin, and leans in closer, ever so slowly. Our breath colliding with each other, and he places his smooth lips on mine.

He kisses me gently, I reach my arm up to his neck, whilst he places his hand on the back of my hair, tangling his fingers in my hair. He begins to kiss me more passionately, nibbling gently on my lower lip, sliding his tongue into my mouth. I copy his actions as our tongues play with each other. He places his other hand on my waist, and I wrap both my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer.

He pulls away, and a string of saliva falls from our mouths. He open his eyes and looks at me, his eyes are dark and hooded in lust. Again he leans into my ear.

"Let's go." He whispers, his lips softly grazing my earlobe. He stands up, and reaches his hand out for me to take. I don't hesitate and take his hand.

"Let's go." I reply, with a smirk on my face.