Taehyung POV

"Taehyungie, does it fit you well?" Jin turned to me, his white jacket halfway up his broad shoulders. I nodded, putting on my much debated upon, controversial as fuck fedora. Tzuyu who accompanied us to the dressing room thought it looked awful, chuckling as she shook her head at the stylist noona. I thought it looked dashing, and even Yoongi hyung approved. After I snapped him a quick selca of me getting ready for the comeback stage, he had put two thumbs ups with a "Looking cuter than ever, TaeTae."

It was finalised. I was wearing the damn fedora. 

Why did his opinion suddenly matter? I don't know, and deep down I didn't like that his opinion was my priority. A very pretty looking Jimin shook me from my thought, asking me for some help to tie the sash of his flowy blue outfit. Even Jungkookie had a similar outfit, just that it was a creamy off-white in colour.

"Holy fuck. You look really good."

Tzuyu was gaping at us, and we laughed. Comebacks were usually the times where we actually payed attention to our skin care and makeup and hair. We had all dyed our hair in various shades of browns and blacks. Our outfits were very fitting, and we had all been working out too.

"Tell me something I don't know." Jin flipped back his longish black hair, smirking. My girlfriend just sighed, "I was talking about Tae, but maybe you guys can be rated passable too, I guess."

"Passable, my ass." he scowled, turning to mirror for the millionth time to fix a single unruly strand of hair, that he knew would be disobedient yet again during our performance.

"Jin hyung?" Jungkook grinned cockily, and we knew he had some snarky comment up his sleeve. "Did you know who were voted as Asia's Hottest Woman for this year? And the Asian Sexiest Man Alive 2020? "

Jin growled at that, rudely flipping him the finger before storming out of the room amidst amused chuckles rising from the staff and the stylist noonas. We were grinning too; Jin didn't like it one bit when Tzu and I had taken the most coveted spots for all the Asian celebrities.

In all honesty, we knew that Jin hyung was the handsomest of all of us. He was initially just a model before JYP pd-nim discovered he could sing. It's just that he didn't put his good looks to a much sexier use. He preferred to flaunt it in a more subtle way.

While I let my tongue go wild on stage, biting my lips and tongue often during body rolls and hip thrusts just for a sexier effect; Jin hyung was more conservative and less assertive onstage than irl. I think we all knew that if he unleashed the beast, and became a little wilder, my coveted spot would be all his for eternity. 

Tzuyu's win was no surprise. That had been her spot for almost two years running. She was the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen, and she deserves that spot.

A sudden ping from my phone startled me out of my thoughts, and I checked my messages to find just one, sent by Yoongi hyung.

yoongi hyung: Wait till you see my outfit, TaeTae ;)

I gulped, what was he trying to do to me. I needed to put thoughts of him off my mind and focus on the performance. We were due to perform in ten minutes and the thought that Yoongi hyung was here, just a minute's distance from me was so, so distracting.

How am I even gonna say anything to him? What do I say when I meet him?

"Don't overthink it Tae." Tzu cupped my cheeks in her tiny hands, making me grin and kiss her. "Is it the performance or is it because of BTS?"

"Both." 

"You're gonna be okay." she grinned, "You're gonna do amazing today. Win for me okay?"

"Okay."

The second her eyes left mine, my thoughts wandered back to the dark haired son of a bitch who broke my heart, but was still the reason it was beating.

Why couldn't I get over you, Min Yoongi?

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Yoongi POV

"Ready, Yoongs?" Namjoon poked at my shoulder, making me glare at him. "We're on in under a minute."

"Yeah I'm fine, Joon." 

I was nervous for some reason; and it's not because I was performing. Trust me, the stage is like home, and I'm most comfortable there. But today there were butterflies in my stomach and I think it has to do with a cute fanboy who occupied all my recent thoughts.

"I can't wait to see my Jiminie!" Hoseok giggled cheerfully, Namjoon nodding and giggling along. He's missed Jin too, I know. It was a disgusting thing, their lover boy personas. Their facades as badass rappers were so fucking fake, and maybe I was the only one left with some swag left.

Love? I was in no way a domestic person. That shit was for the more romantic types like my blind best friends. Chanmi and I weren't in love or anything, I just liked her a lot. The sex was fantastic and the woman was great; what more would I even want?

+ps: for all who don't know this, Chanmi is Chung-Ha's real name. PLEASE DONT GET CONFUSED LOL+

"You're finally gonna meet Taehyungie today, Yoongs." Hobi narrowed his green eyes at me, making me raise my guard immediately. "So?" I retorted, scowling. "So what?"

"Just don't fucking mess anything up." Joon sighed, patting my back. "Remember all of us are connected. Don't jeopardise our relationships Yoongi."

"I'm not fucking five, leave me the fuck alone." I growled, and he just smiled at me. "We know Yoongs. Just don't be an asshole today."

"Fine."

They left me to it, Hoseok was helping Joon with a point move for Ddaeng while we waited for the announcer to call our names.

"And now we have BigHit's BTS performing their title track Ddaeng, from their 5th studio album REAL ME!"

Shit we were on. 

Namjoon, Hobi and I did a quick group hug before rushing onto the stage which was still in the dark, waiting for us to take our positions before the lights came on, revealing us to the world. But before I could even take a step forward, I caught a glimpse of four boys dressed in flowy stage outfits, adjusting their mics backstage.

And my eyes widened, seeing a tiny boy wearing a grey suit, a flowy shirt rippling down his thin frame; a familiar grey fedora perched on his head, raven locks curling perfectly. My breath hitched, my mouth hanging open as I gaped at him.

Fuck, he was beautiful. 

Why had I never seen that before?

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Taehyung POV

We bustled hurriedly into the tiny room backstage, right as the BTS hyungs were taking their positions onstage. Adjusting our mics, we tried to stay still as the stylist noonas continued to dab finishing touches to our makeup. As I tried to remembered lines and the dance steps, I could feel someones gaze burning holes on my face. As we were facing the live stage, I guessed it must have been someone from the stage crew.

It creeped me out to be honest, and it just got worse. The BTS performance was just going to start in a bare minute, and even though I was excited, knowing that someone was watching my every move was just plain scary.

Jiminie and Kookie were trying to cram last minute instructions to a frantic Jin hyung who had forgotten all the steps and was flipping out. I went over to them, but even as I moved, I could feel the person's stare at me.

"Who the fuck!?" I mumbled angrily as I turned to find the culprit. My eyes couldn't believe it.

From the stage, I could feel waves of heat burning me up as my gaze met Yoongi's own fierce one. His eyes were dark and hooded, and I could make out his smirk even though we were a good 50 metres apart.

He fucking smirked at me.

Holy shit.

My face reddened, and I could feel the idiotic grin that slipped into my expression. Why was I smiling; blushing like a pathetic fool?

"Tae, is this right?" Jin hyung poked my elbows, making my attention fall onto him instead of the dark haired man who's fierce gaze made me melt into a goddamn puddle on the floor. "Yeah hyung, you've got it now!" I encouraged him, making him flash a thumbs up and a grin at me.

Why could I still feel his stare on me? 

The performance started and me being the fanboy that I was, stood close to the entrance of the stage to watch them. The lights flashed, finally revealing the three members, and seeing one particular rapper, my eyes widened.

So this was why he asked me to look forward to seeing his outfit. I melted again; why was he doing this to my heart? Wasn't his antics the previous night enough?

"Holy fucking shit!" I yelped out loud, and everyone turned to me, wondering what wad the matter. Worst of all, Yoongi who wasn't wearing his earpiece at the moment, turned too, facing me and my shook face.

"Tae, what's wrong?"

Jungkook patted my shoulders, looking concerned.

"Kookie, look at Yoongi hyung's outfit."

"Yeah what's so special about it, huh?" he narrowed his gaze at me slightly; he still hadn't forgiven Yoongi hyung for hurting me. 

Typical Jeon.

"He's wearing a f-fedora."

"So what if he's wearing a f- OHHHHH!!" he squealed. "You two are twinning?? Where did this come from, Tae?"

"I d-don't know Kookie!" I stammered, overwhelmed. "H-he had asked me to look forward to his outfit today... I didn't know!"

"Why is he flirting with you when you're both not single!?" he asked, eyes scrunched up in annoyance towards the rapper who was jumping up and down on stage, his part going on.

"H-he's not flirting!!" I corrected, "I'm just his little brother. I'm happy with that, but it's hard to get over him completely when he does things like what he did last night, and now today.."

"What did he do last night?" he scolded, "Did he say anything to make you upset?"

I shook my head wildly, quickly telling him what had happened outside the gayYP building. His eyes softened for a bit, but hardened to a glint once more.

"I'll have a word with him." he frowned, "Just wait, Yoongi hyung. Just fucking wait."

"Don't.." I begged, "Don't make it awkward! I'll deal with it after this, don't worry!!"

"Okay hyung, I trust you." he patted my back comfortingly, other hand busy ruffling the back of my mullet hidden under the ashy grey fedora. "Just don't fall for any traps, don't do anything you'll regret, and please please don't jeopardise your relationships."

"I won't." I grinned, confidence rising in my mind as I faced the maknae, "I'll stand my ground and let nothing faze me."

"Good."

And no sooner than we had finished our little pep talk, than the staff called us hurriedly for soundcheck. I had missed seeing the ddaeng performance, but for once I didnt mind. I had learnt something valuable from Jungkook, and now all I could think of was how I could act cool and unfazed in front of Yoongi hyung when I finally meet him.

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The wild cheers and claps and yells of the BTS army could be heard, and the three men ran backstage near us just as we received our cue to leave. I smiled widely at Namjoonie hyung and Hobi hyung, coolly ignoring the third member of their crew. Mentally congratulating myself for resisting giving him a glance, I ran with Jungkook away from them all, prompted by the announcer cheering our Bangtan ARMY on as he called us out.

"I'll be cheering for you Tae!!" Tzuyu's voice could be heard, fading a little as I rushed onstage. I could feel his eyes on me as he stood backstage. I turned for a fleeting second to confirm my suspicions, and I was fucking right. Yoongi hyung's eyes were trained onto my figure as I took my place next to Jin hyung.

Why was he watching me? Maybe he was just interested in seeing the crazy fanboy he was. Of course, that was it! There was nothing else to it right? Yeah, that's it.

As I knelt on the floor, still flushed with the knowledge of my lifelong one sided crush staring at me, I felt a little extra confident. Maybe it was because of Yoongi hyung staring at me, because I felt.. how do I say it?

Sexy.

The beginning chords of Lost began playing, and I adjusted my earpiece, feeling euphoric as I saw our fans. Our ARMY were the best fandom we could ask for; supportive, loving and kind. They screamed the fan chant, 

"Kim Seokjin! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! Bang-Bangtan!"

All through our performance, I still felt Yoongi's gaze on my figure, making my senses go crazy on overdrive, my body heating up with unknown feelings of desire as I danced. I could barely focus on the other three men dancing next to me. I only thought of how he must be watching my every move.

If he wanted a show, I'll give him a fucking show.

Whenever I was near his side of the stage, my usually innocent expression morphed into one filled with lip bites, letting my tongue go wild, eyes steely as I winked coyly. Even through my earpiece I could hear our fans go insane. When it was my turn to take centre stage, I ditched my usual antics; today was not the day to be cute.

Jungkook, Jimin and Jin hyung all stared widely at me when I rolled my hips, thrusting my hips in the sexiest way I could before resuming the original steps. ARMY bombs were being waved crazily, and I grinned slyly to myself.

"This would teach him not to mess with Kim Taehyung." I smirked.

The song ended with me winking flirtily and blowing a kiss at the crowd, the lights flashing at us for a bare second before leaving the stage in blank darkness. We walked backstage, arms around each other in a sweet group hug. 

BTS had gone beck to their green room till the results were announced; they had to freshen up too.

Inwardly I was glad; I didn't want to face him after my performance. The adrenaline rush had left me completely, and I was so so ashamed of my actions onstage. What was I thinking???? Lost was NOT meant to be a sexy song!

"It was good, I think." Jimin grinned, ever the perfectionist. "Jin hyung did so well too!"

"But what were you doing, Taehyung?" Jin hyung giggled uncontrollably, "I don't recall Lost having any hip thrusts or body rolls when we rehearsed. Is it just my memory fading? I am old you know.."

My face heated up and I hid my red cheeks with my hands, "I thought ARMY would like it..."

"Or Min fucking Yoongi." I could heard Jungkook whisper, but when I turned to him, his face looked innocent. I frowned, a little embarrassed.

"It's okay Taehyungie.." Jimin patted my back, "It was sexy, and since everyone loved it, I'm not gonna scold you for doing it. Just ask next time beforehand though, okay?"

"Yeah Chim, I'm sorry.." I hugged him close, my best friend. "I'll run it through you next time, Mr. Dance Leader."

He giggled, "Training with Hoseokie made me this strict; I was much more lenient before, remember?"

Jin hyung nodded at that one; he was the one who bore the constant scoldings from both Jimin and Hobi hyung for his dancing. The fun part was, Namjoonie hyung was just as clumsy as Jin hyung, so they practiced together and in the end became excellent dancers.

Ugh, couple goals.

The GOT7 members broke our little bubble, TWICE right behind them. They piled on top of us in a huge group hug, making us all laugh. They were really family. My heart clenched as I saw Yugyeom sitting on the floor with Jungkook, foreheads pressed together as they smiled happily, arms flung around each other.

"YOU DID SO WELL UGHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Tzuyu launched right into my arms, kissing me right on the lips. She pulled me closer, eyes sultry. "Was that show for me?"

"Huh?" I mumbled, still in a daze. "What show?"

"All those lip bites and body rolls; those hip thrusts got me a little horny." she whispered into my ear, "You did those for me right? It was so fucking hot Tae, I was melting."'

I didn't know what to say. What could I possibly tell her?

That she hadn't even remotely cross my thought process when I did those things onstage? That my "show" was for someone else; someone who didn't deserve my love like she did?

I could hardly think as she pulled me the bathrooms, my mind hazy and thoughts jumbled. I was turned on at my own actions for the dark haired rapper.

She dragged me into an unoccupied stall, locking the door behind us. Her smile was seductive, and I fell for it. I could never resist her charms; she was too pretty.

~THIS IS NOT SMUT lol~

"Fuck me." she whimpered and I complied, pulling up her flowered sundress. "Tae, quick! We don't have much time.."

I silenced her with my lips, not caring of the consequences as I took her. It was sweaty, cramped and loud, her moans reverberating off the thin walls. I couldn't even look at her, guilt consuming me as unknowingly, my thoughts shifting from those of the girl in front of me, to Min Yoongi.

"I'm coming!" she whimpered, lips nipping at my ear as she rode out her high. My own release came right after, making me pull out and come all over her exposed stomach.

"Yoon-" I breathed, stopping myself before I could finish the word. Tzuyu looked at me, eyes hazy with the aftermath of sex. I gulped, kissing her hurriedly before pulling her out of the little stall and leaning her tired little body on the cool walls before wiping her tummy and lower area with tissues. She smiled weakly, thighs still shaking as she supported herself.

"Let's go?" I gripped her fingers in mine, "Don't want anyone to catch us, do we?"

She shook her head, walking out with me.

In our intoxicated hurry, we had failed to notice the fact that the stall next to the one where we had our little rendezvous in, was occupied by a man wearing a white fedora.

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"Number two this week!" the announcer, our friend Leeteuk hyung smiled, "HUMPH!  by Pentagon!!"

The crowd cheered; HUMPH!  was an amazing song.

(This is for my babies Pentagon who haven't got a music show award win yet.... I'm so sad because they always promote at the same time as bigger groups and end up never winning. Still, I pray for a win in the next comeback. I love you, boys... Universes are proud of you!)

"And now for the much awaited first place!" his voice was as excited as we were feeling; "Who will win this week? BTS with Ddaeng, or Bangtan with Lost?"

The crowd shouted mixed up, jumbled answers, making us smile. Our fandom was so fucking cute!

"Let's bring them out!"

And we ran onstage, faces full of smiles. There were many other rookie groups behind us, those who had also had their recent comebacks. We smiled and bowed at them, giggling at their awestruck faces.The cheers went wilder as BTS entered from the other side of the stage. I refused to look anywhere to that side, facing only the swarms of fans as Leeteuk looked into the sheet of paper that would determine the winner.

"Let's see the scoreboard!"

We appeared on the huge screen, and our eyes trained on the scores.

The numbers ran wild, until they both reached the similar point.

We had each gotten 7,238 points together. That was impressive in itself, but the win lied in who's scores rose again. I crossed my fingers, praying for our victory; hoping to see Bangtan's score number rise, giving us our first win.

And my wish was granted, my eyes trained on our side of the numbers as our score rose from 7,238 to 13,689. My eyes filled with tears; we had won. Jimin, Kook and Jin hyung toppled over me in a loud embrace, tears mingling with our joy.

But why were the crowd shouting BTS along with the Bangtan chants?

Why was Leeteuk hyung hugging the three rappers excitedly, before making it over to us?

And looking at the other side of the scoreboard, I took a few steps back. I couldn't believe what I was seeing; and from the looks of it, no one could.

The BTS side of the scores had their numbers risen to exactly 13,689 too.

We were fucking tied.

*Guys omg look at the fedora boys this is so fucking cute and I love this AHHHH*

"This is the first time such a thing has happened!" Leeteuk hyung grinned, looking surprised himself. "This is crazy!"

It was crazy. It was impossibly crazy.

I looked to see Jimin hugging Hobi hyung tightly as Jin hyung rubbed noses with Joon hyung. I avoided the obvious stare at me and began bowing to the rookies behind me as I saw Yugyeom rush to Jungkook's side. Atleast I had the TWICE girls.

All nine of them buried me in giggly hugs, a still wobbly Tzuyu kissing me in celebration. I hugged her to me, but though the corner of my eye I could see Yoongi hyung kiss Chungha Noona who had appeared from somewhere.

My heart hardened, and I finally felt defeated, even though it was a day of victory.

Why was life so hard?

Letting those thoughts leave me, I moved away from the girls to go over to my members. Namjoon hyung and Hobi hyung hugged me tightly, messing up my hair under the grey fedora; our songs playing in the background.

"You did well today, kiddo." Joon hyung grinned, "A little extra sexy today huh?"

"Shut uppp!!!!" I blushed, whining a little as I stomped hard on the ground childishly. He chuckled deeply before turning back to Jin. They had to make their acceptance speeches now, them being the leaders.

They shared the mic, both speaking just a few short words of thanks to our beautiful fandoms. I smiled widely all the while, only flinching when I felt the spine chilling gaze on me. I dutifully ignored it as usual, focusing on the thoughtful speeches the hyungs gave.

After the whole ceremony, we were ushered backstage together and I could feel the intensity of the stare deepening, and I knew he was closer to me now.

"Taehyungie!!" Jimin called sweetly, and I sensed that something was off. "Look here, aegi!"

I turned, and was met with the sight of Min fucking Yoongi right in front of me; eyes scrunched and mouth upturned in a sly smirk.

My brain turned into mush; my fingers shaking as my eyes widened in shock at how close our bodies were. He was shorter than me, yet he radiated so much dominance that it left me quaking in my Gucci underwear.

"Hey Taetae." He drawled, his Daegu accent very much similar to my own.

I was ashamed of what I did next.

Like a coward, I bolted from the room as fast as my legs could carry me, running outside the building where I could get some air before I passed out. Calling our driver with shaky fingers, I waited with a heart still throbbing wildly in my chest.

I wanted to go home; as far as possible from the man who made me such a fool.

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~hehe guys, this was LOOOOOONG!~

~creds to theseokside for the art! So well done!! Visit her page, Kosmographics, to get beautiful themes and covers!~

~Babe, I wanna thank you for the accidental Taegi moment you made. I never meant for the fedora incident to happen!!! When I saw the pictures you sent me, it caught my attention that both Tae and Yoongs were sporting fedoras!!!! So you helped me out in a way hehe~

~more drama coming next!! It's Gayo Daejon this evening, and maybe Taegi meet for the first time? Idek let's see hehe~