8: Bonus

You had another concert with the boys, but you weren't stressed over it. You had been with them for about a year and a half now. In time, they became family. You loved them like brothers, and they loved you like a little sister, even though they always teased you. Espically the King of Flirting. You were excited and overjoyed to see the fans again. You just couldn't wait. And the song that would be at the concert? It was one that you wrote yourself! You threw on your black jeans, which had rips almost everywhere, your black boots, and a white, long sleeve shirt that usually goes under a tux with a nice tie. This was part of the look. Anyway, you hopped into the limo with the others, mic in hand, and shoving him away when Jimim pretended to lean in for a kiss. But his lips landed on your forehead in a brotherly love. You were finally able to push him away. "At least pop some gum in." You joked, smirking, and knowing perfectly well his breath hadn't been noticeable. "At least I don't change my hair color every three months." You punched him in the arm and showed no mercy. "Oh, shut up. You act like a-" "We're here!" RM interrupted, getting in between you and Jimin. Everyone hopped out, and you went in, loving how the fans cheered. You put your mic to your mouth. "HHHHHHHHEEEEEEYYYYY! HOW'S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT!?" You were met with a wave of goods and fines and bads. "AND WHOS READY FOR SOME FUN TONIGHT?" Everyone cheered as you ran around the stage, throwing a hand in the air, and you smirked. "THEN LETS GET STARTED!" The crowd cheered once more, then became silent as the steady beat of a drum kicked on. You assumed your position, in the back, by yourself. You had your head down, waiting for your part. The first to sing was Suga. Then Jin. Meanwhile, Jimin made his way over to you, and made you look up at him. Then, he sung, and that was your cue. You places your hands on his shoulders, pushed down, and jumped over his head, singing as you did. "What did I do to deserve this?" You spun around, landing with your hands pointed outward, and then looked into the sea of Army's. They were cheering loudly and they clearly understood the message the song sent. V sung, too, and the others danced while harmonizing in the background. As V sung, you clutched you're head, hit with a sudden pain. But you made it look like part of the cherography for the fans. You didn't want to worry them. But Jin came over, and muttered a soft, "Are you ok?" While the others sung, trying to cover for them. You felt this knot of anxiety in your chest. Which took your air away. "Yeah... I....no....I'm....I'm not." You muttered between breaths. You didn't know what had happened. You had been fine, and then you'd had a splitting headache and the anxiety that had appeared out of nowhere. Jin wrapped you in a hug. "Take some slow, deep breaths for me." You tried. "Good, good. Now try to ignore everything. Ignore the face you saw. Ignore the memories. Focus on my voice. Just breathe. I'm right here." By then, the show had stopped, and everyone was staring at you. You tried to ground yourself. But nothing worked. The breathing eventually turned into panicked pants. The calm space grew worried as the fans shouted, trying to reach you. RM, V, Jhope, Jimin, Jungkook, Suga, and Jin tried to get your attention. But you couldn't move. You were frozen. "Ay, ay, someone get the staff!" V shouted, waving someone off. "No, call a medic!" RM said into the mic, and one of the fans shouted out, "I'M ON IT!"

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You were now sitting on the edge of the stage, embarrassed, staring at the mic in your hands. The fans were watching you intently. "Angel?" You turned to find Jin striding toward you, looking worried as he sat down, taking one of your hands in his. "Do you feel like continuing the concert?" "Don't feel pressured!" A fan called out. "We'll be happy as long as your happy!" "And safe! Don't forget safe!" You smiled a little, and the crowd cheered, then you looked at Jin. "Yes. I do. If you all are OK with it...?" Jin nodded. "Then let's restart. Everyone ready?" He pulled you to your feet. Everyone said they were. And you assumed your position again.

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For the final move, Jin grabbed your hand and pulled you toward him, so you were staring at each other. And the next thing you knew, his lips were on yours, and the crowd went wild and that was one of the best days of your life.