After other groups, BTS performed passionately on some of their tracks. They hadn't put so much passion into their dancing and singing for a very long time and this passion was so visible that all the audience and all the other idol groups gathered noticed it and cheered them louder than for any other group. 

      They had become the kings of kpop again, to the delight of all those who supported them, and there were many of them.

     Then, exhausted and sweating, they finally joined their seats in front of the stage, near the other groups and at a respectable distance from the crowd.

     One of the cameras kept taking close-ups of Jin and Jungkook sticking to each other, commenting cheerfully and respectfully on the performances, thumb-wrestling sometimes between the different passages, gently hitting each other like kids or just dancing joyfully during entertaining performances, as they were used to by the pass.

     The two were happy to have reunited with their playmate. How bored they each had during the events of the past few weeks! No one to whisper some nonsense in their ears about an unruffled fly, no one to strike weird poses or faces with them in front of the camera, no one to make a fool of journalists' questions and make fun of them, no one to fight like elementary school boys when everything was too boring...

     They had struggled to endure the latest public events where they had remained static and overly polite and obedient. Because from their beginnings as idols, it was together that they had learned to endure public events and it was only together that they were able to appreciate them when every other members and maybe every other idols continued to find them boring, except when they were performing in front of their fans. For Jin and Jungkook, things needed to resume their course from now on because those moments of deep boredom they were not used to had lasted too long.

     Also, Jungkook gave Jin his first neck massage in a month, and it make him feel really good. He realized how much he had missed it, like many other little things that he only enjoyed through his special relationship with Jungkook: no one other than him benefited from these treatments given by the maknae. 

     Jin moved his chair in front of Jungkook to adopt a better position, closed his eyes and silently let his tense body relax under the younger's expert fingers for long minutes.

     He was about to fall asleep when Namjoon, behind them, whispered discretely to Jungkook to stop his massage as it would be inappropriate for Jin to fall asleep while the other groups were performing, when their group was the most scrutinized of all. 

     Reluctantly, Jungkook therefore stopped but could not concentrate completely on the show, too busy admiring the radiant expression of Jin, happy as never for weeks. He knew he must have had the same expression drawn on his face because he felt overwhelmed with immense joy: he was at Jin's side again.

     Finally, the individual performances came to an end and the groups gathered for the closing ceremony during which solo songs from certain groups were played to allow the idols to show off to their fans in attendance. The singers had nothing in particular to do and most just chatted happily or smiled at the crowd. But not BTS.

     Because tonight, BTS shone with a newfound joy that went hand in hand with that of their mathyung, the moon that once again lit up their once desperately dark sky. 

     Jungkook noticed that the professional dancers who had participated in the rehearsals for the final show were not there. As he had memorized their choreography, he saw an opportunity to show that BTS knows how to party. Not knowing if Jin feeling able to dance this choreography that he did not know, he choose to rought Jimin and Taehyung with him to the front of the stage.

     "We should be the backup dancers now !" he said to the other two.

     Smiling, the maknae line grabbed light sticks belonging to another group's fans and began to dance to the beat in line, next to the one who was already on the front : Jin.

     The latter did not just watch them. Grabbing two green glow sticks, Jin danced so fiercely that the whole group stopped dancing to look at him, surrounding him and laughing hard.  His  dance of joy was unrelated to the original choreography but made everyone smile.

     Even the other groups and cameras focused on Jin performing the show for all the singers playing on set and the crowd chanting his name. The Jin everyone loved was back, the one who really knew how to party and entertain the crowd.

     Finally, to close the evening, softer, melancholy music was played and the idols seemed to stop fidgeting and joined their respective groups to stand in a straight, almost static line facing the crowd, in a soporific atmosphere telling everyone that it was soon time to go to bed. The night was already well underway, and everyone seemed exhausted. It was time to wrap up the evening.

     The slow tempo did not favor a choppy dance, so Jin had to calm down and only danced with his upper body, half twisting his torso in rhythm with his knees. Seeing this, Jungkook, who was standing next to him, grabbed Jin's hand and gently forced him to turn to face him. 

     Grabbing his second hand, he dragged him in a passionate slow danse. Jungkook's bright smile expressed candid glee, the joy of dancing with his hyung, while his eyes were filled with affection that didn't try to hide.

     He began to whirl Jin around without being able to stop, going back and forth as Jin didn't seem to want to stop. Jin had closed his eyes to let himself be overcome by the emotions he was feeling at the time. He seemed to be on cloud nine, over the moon. It had been a long time since he had felt so light. 

    That night, all of his problems seemed to be gone, freeing his shoulders from a burden too heavy to carry alone. Every time Jungkook spun him, new dreams filled his mind. Everything seemed possible again, happiness seemed possible again.

     He opened his eyes again. Meeting Jungkook's gaze, Jin saw immeasurable joy and it reverberated inside him, widening his smile. Definitely, he really needed others to shine. Most importantly, he really needed Jungkook. And it was about time he told him again. Because it was something he had already said to him in the past but his actions then contradicted his word since he had himself established a distance between the two.

    Tonight, this distance had been bridged between them but it was still necessary for Jin to reaffirm in words his affection and his promise to the youngest. He let himself be whirled around again by Jungkook's hand, whose tattoos were covered with band-aids.

     Beside, Taehyung, envious of their pair and also wishing to dance turned a look full of hope to Yoongi who in return gave him a threatening look:

     "Do not even think about it!"

     Dazed, Jin finally gave Jungkook a little nudge to tell him to stop. His head was spinning and he felt himself fall back, but a firm hand on his back held him back and kept him from reaching the ground. Jungkook kept it that way until the effects of their slow wore off. 

     Then the two set off again in their small, sometimes ridiculous dance steps, without taking their eyes off each other, oblivious to the cameras capturing for their fans that passionate moment in which Jungkook had made Jin dance until euphoria.

     In reality, everything around them had disappeared during an evening when there was only Jin in Jungkook's mind and Jungkook in Jin's mind. The world around them had as if become transparent or completely grey while the two were the only colors of this monochrome world, two luminous hearts whose beats seemed to respond in harmony.

     Jungkook felt himself immersed in a true utopia, a perfect world where Jin, who radiated ethereal beauty, had eyes only for him. For the second time in the evening, Jungkook felt his heart peal.  Was this love then?

     His eyes filled with affection desperately tried to silently shout a message to the one in front of him:

     Hyung, you are the cause of my euphoria, can't you see it?

     Will you still let me be the only one to have this feeling?

     Am I really alone in my utopia?

     I won't blame you anymore if that's the case, but deep down, how I hope to find you there with me!

     I will keep your hand tight in mine no matter what, because if it's not you following me in my dreams, then I will be the one who follows you in yours.

    I won't leave you alone anymore.

     I will always be with you,

    I will always love you...

     Ultimately, the dream burst like a bubble and the monochrome real world returned to its dull colors as the melancholy music ceased and Jungkook reluctantly let go of Jin's hand. The dance ended, the idols waved and bowed one last time to the crowd and viewers, then the cameras were cut.

     BTS reached the hotel they would sleep in that night. They were too tired to do a Vlive for their fans and the Korean ARMYs would all be asleep anyway. Might as well wait later to do a live with the fans.

      At the hotel, members used to let chance decide the allocation of rooms, but this time they let Jin and Jungkook share the same room unconditionally.

     After all, it was no secret to any of them that they had time to catch up.




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Author's note : Perhaps the story should end there, with this complete happiness, this euphoria ... How happy they deserved to be!

Alas! the Machiavellian author has other plans for them...

So here's a fair proposal: if you want to end the story and avoid other cries, stop here, it's a good ending and I won't blame you but don't forget to let me know how did you feel reading this chapter/this book ^_^