MISS RIGHT

- in which you and your friend attend a fan meet and you get asked to come backstage to meet the boys; requested by LoveBangtan_Girl

"I can't believe we're going," you squeal, sliding your socked feet into your sneakers as Hyebin stands impatiently outside your front door, her hands shaking with excitement as she nods frantically. Wasting no more time, you slam your front door shut behind you and jog to your mum's car, her fond laughter mixing in with Hyebin's sweet giggles as she starts the car and begins driving.

"Do you have the passes?" You urgently question, facing Hyebin with your lips parted in relief when she waves the two laminated passes in your face, her cheeks a rosy shade of pink from smiling too much. Sighing, you rest your head on her shoulder, your smile only widening as you count down the seconds until you're standing outside the venue.

All of this excitement and anxiousness has to do with a band called BTS. You and Hyebin have been huge fans of them for a long time and it's only been a dream of yours to go to one of their concerts or meet them in person. After years and years of dreaming, luck finally decided to play in your favour when of one of your dad's friends from work had bought two tickets to go to their upcoming fan meeting. Those tickets fatefully ended up in your hands.

Of course, being such big fans and all, you both are questioning whether what is happening is real or not as your mum pulls up to the building, barely being able to see the entrance over the heads of hundreds of screaming girls. She looks over her shoulder, a look of worry clouding her warm, brown eyes as she offers the two of you a tight lipped smile.

"Are you sure you two will be okay?" She asks, concern lacing her tone lovingly. You nod with a reassuring smile, leaning forward to press a kiss to her cheek before practically pushing Hyebin out of the car, throwing yourself out shortly after. Feeling at home in amongst the groups of screaming, singing, crying and dancing girls, you slip your hand into Hyebin's and begin walking towards the end of the line, conversation flowing easily between the two of you as your imaginations run wild with what could happen once you step inside.

After hours and hours of waiting, you and Hyebin make it to their entrance, your hearts stopping in your chests once you see the seven boys seated on the stage, animatedly chatting to the fans that sit in front of them. You squeeze Hyebin's hand with a high pitched scream, looking to your side to see her staring at the boys with glistening eyes.

"We're finally here," you whisper in awe, taking the next few steps forward as another round of fans take their turn with the boys. Minutes turn into another hour but it's worth it when you find yourselves at the front of the line, just meters away from the loves of your lives.

Hyebin goes up first, almost in tears when Namjoon grabs onto her hand, chuckling as he rubs slow circles onto her knuckles. Her mouth moves as she chats happily with him, hiking her thumb in your direction a few times, Namjoon's curious gaze drifting towards you slowly. Soon enough, she reluctantly moves onto Seokjin, making way for you to head up. Taking a deep breath, you shyly make your way towards Namjoon with a toothy grin, sitting yourself in front of him.

"Hi," he hums, waving cutely at you before grabbing onto your hand. "You must be Y/N! Hyebin told me a little bit about you but I'd like to know more."

This is it. This is how I die. All because Kim Namjoon said my name.

"She did? All good things, I hope," you chuckle, using your free hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, heart melting at the sight of him laughing along to your little joke.

"Of course! She mentioned this being both of your first times at a meeting and that you're beyond excited to be here," he explains with a lopsided grin, his dimples popping out adorably. You nod excitedly, sliding your album towards him to sign, feeling your heart stop when he simply switches the hand that he holds yours with so he can write.

"Tell me more about yourself," he politely requests, putting the pen down to the side after he's done with it, flashing you a dazzling grin. You quickly glance at the timer behind him, disappointed to see that you only have a minute left.

"Well, I'm currently studying psychology in university and always listen to your songs before a test to hype me up," you explain with a shy laugh, about to go on when the manager politely asks you to move along. He gives you an apologetic look as he waves you goodbye, looking genuinely disappointed in the fact that he couldn't hear more about you.

"Y/N, right?" Seokjin greets, propping his head up on his hand as you nod, rolling your eyes at the fact that Hyebin would've told them your name before you even get the chance to. He chuckles endearingly and grabs onto your hand after quickly signing the album.

"Hyebin told me that you're both at a fan meeting for the first time. Are you enjoying your time?" He asks cheerfully, tilting his head as he waits for your answer.

"Yes, but I wish I had more time to talk to you all," you pout, giggling when he taps your nose with his finger, his ears reddening slightly as he sighs wistfully.

"Judging from what I've heard from your friend and conversation with Namjoon, you're a very interesting person so I'm disappointed that we don't have enough time either," he frowns, his eyes losing a little bit of vibrancy when the manager nods over at you to move along. Slightly concerned, you offer him your most enthusiastic heart and move along, glad to see that it at least brought a small grin to his face.

"Hi, Y/N!" Hoseok, the next in line, chirps as he reaches to squish your cheeks, a collection of cute sounds pushing past his lips as you blush madly, dropping your gaze to the table. Mumbling something about how adorable you are, he scribbles his signature onto the album with a love heart, sliding it down for the next person as he charmingly winks at you.

"I think I might just be your biggest fan," he muses, humming when you look at him in shock, immediately asking him if he's talking about the right person. Rolling his eyes playfully, he leans forward, his complexion stunning from up close. In fact, it's only now do you realise that every single boy looks even more heavenly up close than they do on camera, your heart singing with this knowledge.

"Of course, I'm talking about you, silly! Your friend just told me that you do dancing in your spare time and that your favourite thing to do is learn my Hope on the Street routines," he gushes, looking flattered as he runs a hand through his hair.

"Thank you so much," you mumble, feeling your cheeks heat up at the thought of Hoseok now knowing that you practically spend hours every week studying each of his moves to perfect them. He nods quickly and blows you kisses as you move along to Jimin, the boy already pushing your signed album to the side.

"Y/N," he sweetly croons, holding his hand out for you to hold. You gladly accept his offer and clasp your hand around his noticeably tinier one, your body physically melting at the sight. He pouts adorably but shakes it away when he sees you staring at him with glittery eyes.

"You're so cute," he muses with a chuckle, tapping the bottom of your chin fondly as your soul leaves your body at how casual he is around you. He soon gets a look of curiosity in his eyes as he mischievously smirks at you, your heart rate picking up speed at how seemingly dangerous he looks now.

"I heard that my Busan dialect makes you blush," he murmurs, his voice deep and rough in all the right places, a series of shivers running down your spine as your eye widen, cheeks noticeably red as you stammer for something to say.

After holding your gaze for a few more painstaking moments, he finally giggles, reiterating his point on how cute you are before sending you off to Yoongi with a bunch of finger hearts. Said man scoffs at Jimin's behaviour before turning to you with a gentle smile, his tongue dipping outside of his mouth to moisten his lips.

"Your friend is quite the chatterbox, isn't she?" He asks in a whisper, nodding thoughtfully when you agree with a laugh, fondly glancing over at her. "She spoke very highly of you and told me that you cried when you listened to my mixtape for the first time. Heartwarming, yes but I would've loved to hear it from you, Y/N."

"And I would've loved to be the one to tell you that because your mixtape still makes me cry to this day," you explain with a shy laugh, feeling proud of yourself when Yoongi lowers his head respectfully in your direction, thanking you for supporting him.

You two discuss more about his mixtape before you're sent off to Taehyung, the eccentric man waving excitedly as you set yourself down in front of him, his energy radiating off him in pleasant waves, your smile uncontrollable as you both lock eyes.

"Hello! Y/N, right?"

You nod.

"Fantastic! Hyebin has already filled me on everything so I guess all I have to say to you is thank you so much for loving and supporting our group and thank you for replying to my tweets with your constant love. Just thought I'd let you know that I do see them and that they always make my day," he rambles, your mind struggling to keep up, only somehow managing to pick out the important bits.

"You're so welcome," you sigh, winking instinctively at him as you shuffle off, just missing the slight pink on his cheeks, your full attention now on the rather shy looking Jungkook.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N," he politely starts, flicking his gaze up to you for a brief second before immediately letting it fall back down to his lap. "S-Sorry, I'm not usually like this."

"No, that's okay," you reassure, habitually placing your hand on top of his, giving it a comforting squeeze as he sighs and brings himself to look you in the eye, the tension in his shoulders loosening by a considerable margin. You chat to him about minor things and your love for his covers before reluctantly getting off the stage to meet your friend down below.

You cast a look over your shoulder to see each boy waving the two of you off with sad smiles, Namjoon quickly turning to talk to the manager as you return your gaze to in front of you, squealing with Hyebin over what just happened and scolding her for introducing you before you had the chance to.

You're both about to leave the room before a hand grabs onto your arm, spinning you around as you involuntarily gasp, staring at the heavy breathing manager in front of you with wide eyes, Hyebin looking mildly confused as she pushes herself more into your side.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt you two. Now, I normally don't do this but the boys have insisted that I take the two of you backstage so that they can meet you after the event is over. Apparently, you were both pleasant to talk to and they'd like to get to know you more," she explains with a kind smile, immediately turning on her heel when you and Hyebin agree with frantic nods, leading you past the stage towards a pair of black curtains.

The walk doesn't talk too long and soon, both you and Hyebin find yourselves fidgeting inside their dressing room, practically crying over how lucky the two of you have gotten today.

After what seems like only a few minutes, the doors open to reveal the seven boys smiling welcomingly at the two of you as you both immediately go to bow respectfully at them, smiles wide and hands shaking.

"We apologise for the strange strategy but we all really wanted to further chat with you both," Namjoon speaks, smiling sheepishly as the other boys nod along. You immediately find yourself waving his apology away with a reassuring smile, your heart caught in your throat.

"However, we have an interview to run off to so we've decided, if that's all right with you, to exchange numbers so we can make plans for dinner where we will hopefully become really good friends," Jin pipes in, expectantly watching as you clutch onto the hem of your shirt in disbelief as Hyebin simply allows her mouth to fall open.

"We're being serious," Jimin clarifies with a laugh, bursting into laughter with the rest of the boys as you and Hyebin embrace in a squeal filled hug, screaming out an agreement to their proposal.

"That just happened," You breathlessly murmur the minute your mum starts driving, Hyebin nodding wordlessly as she stares at the seven new contacts on her phone in wonder, tears welling up in her eyes as you, too, begin to tear up.

"What just happened?" Your mum asks curiously, sending the two of you odd looks through the mirror hanging above. You shake your head, mischievously smiling at her as you lock pinkies with Hyebin, sharing a quick laugh before returning your gaze to your mum.

"Nothing," you innocently croon, silently agreeing with Hyebin to keep everything that happened with the boys a secret, your new and growing friendship with them only to be in between the nine of you.