Everyday life caught up with them faster than they had thought. And although they sometimes managed to eat together in the evening, they spent significantly less time together overall.

What they had all expected, but that it would be so little, they hadn't expected.

Chan, Changbin and Jisung spent an incredible amount of time training. They hadn't thought of any choreos or lyrics once in the past two months, so they had a lot to do.

And where Minho had actually intended not to be completely taken up by work again, he was quickly back in the middle of it.

He passed the sports test with the left and before he knew it, he drove missions with Jimin again, while Sumi complained that Minho had taken her Jimin away again.

For this, she took care of the wedding of Minho and Jisung in every free minute.

So far, she and Jisung had only managed to meet twice for a total of a three hours, but they had exchanged ideas and wrote to each other whenever they had time.

But the next thing to happen was something completely different. The first appearance of 3Racha after their hiatus.

Jisung sat in their changing room in front of the mirror and was incredibly nervous. He had the feeling that his heart would burst out of his chest, it beat so fast.

"Channie, I'm so nervous," he whispered and looked to the side.

Chan sat next to him in front of the next mirror and seemed like the calm itself.

"Me too," Chan murmured and only then did Jisung notice that Chan seemed somehow rushed.

"Where is Binnie? He should have been dressed and here a long time ago. I'm going crazy," said Jisung and would have liked to jump up and run nervously through the room, but his stylist gently pressed him back onto the chair.

At that moment, the door opened and Changbin came in with a grin.

"I brought you someone," he said and pulled Minho into the room.

Jisung stared at him and would have liked to jump up and run into Mino's arms.

"You look incredibly good!" Minho murmured and couldn't take his eyes off Jisung and Chan.

Pleading, Jisung looked at his stylist and after she nodded, he jumped up and ran to Minho.

"I know you'll blow them all away, baby!" Minho said quietly and kissed Jisung gently.

Jisung took a deep breath and pressed himself against Minho for a brief moment.

"Thank you for coming here. I think I'm feeling better now," he murmured.

"I love you! And I'll keep my fingers crossed for you, even if I'm sure you don't need that at all."

Minho detached himself from Jisung and pulled Changbin briefly into his arm. "You'll get your kiss later," he whispered so quietly that only Changbin could understand it.

Then he hugged Chan from behind and whispered the same thing in his ear.

"See you later. I'm the good-looking guy in the front row. Good luck!" said Minho, while their manager pulled him out of the room.

Jisung looked after him, but rather he knew he was pulled back to his chair by his stylist.

"Changbin, sit down! You have to be ready in ten minutes!"

Changbin sat down on the chair to the left of Jisung and he, too, suddenly looked incredibly nervous.

"That's totally ridiculous, as if this is our first concert...," Chan growled and clenched his hands into fists.

"But it feels like that somehow," Jisung murmured. He would have liked to have tipped a bottle of Soju into himself to flush down the nervousness.

Ten minutes later, they were armed with microphones on their way to the stage and Jisung's hands trembled.

Together they entered the platform that would bring them up to the stage.

Nervously, Jisung chewed around on his lip and reached for Chan's and Changbin's hand.

"Fighting!" they murmured at the same time as soon as the lifting platform began to lift them up.

Their fans raged what the boys themselves could hear through the in-ears. They could hear their names being shouted and suddenly all the nervousness was blown away.

They grinned at each other and then they were already on stage.

They opened with 'Zone' and the fans were going absolutely wild.

"CANT YOU SEE IM IN MY ZONE," Chan growled into the microphone and heard both Jisung and Changbin and the fans scream with him.

A shiver ran over Chan's body. When he looked at Jisung and Changbin, he could see that they were similar.

"ANNYEONG-HASEYO SEOUL! ITS SO GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" Chan shouted into the microphone after the song ended.

At that moment, Jisung discovered Minho in the front row. Next to him stood Jimin and Sumi.

Minho looked directly into his eyes and looked so incredibly proud that Jisung became very warm.

At that moment, Minho raised his hands and formed a heart.

Jisung had to pull himself together incredibly so as not to start crying immediately.

But before he could think even further about Minho, the next song began and Jisung was carried away. Immersed in a swirl of choreos, song lyrics and the fans who almost drowned in the spotlight.

He had forgotten what a feeling it was to be on stage. To see the fans and hear how they shouted their lyrics.

The feeling of belonging to something very big. To be there and to touch people with their words.

And again and again he saw Minho standing in the front row. Throughout the concert, Minho was his anchor point.

Minho who wore clearly visible his tripleA pass and of whom he knew that he would be with him within seconds if anything should happen.

Jimin and Sumi, who stood next to him and followed the concert, but just as attentively had an eye for everything around it.

Chan and Changbin, who occasionally touched him inconspicuously, smiled at him and showed him that they were there for him.

The time seemed to stand still and race at the same time. It was like a rush that Jisung had completely forgotten what it felt like to experience it.

The sweat ran down his face and back, but it couldn't have bothered him any less.

Before he knew it, they had arrived at their last and latest song, which no one knew yet. Not even Minho.

'3Racha'

A hymn to themselves, to the fact that they defied all odds and were still where they wanted to be. Where they belonged.

The fans went wild again.

And then they sat in the dressing room again, without Jisung knowing exactly how he got there again.

Someone pressed a bottle of water into his hand, while Jisung pressed himself, sweaty but incredibly happy, at Chan, on whose lap he sat.

The world around him turned far too fast and he somehow had the feeling that he didn't notice everything that happened around him.

Suddenly the door was opened and Minho ran into the room.

For a moment, Jisung's thoughts were completely clear, while all the noises around him suddenly seemed to no longer exist.

He jumped from Chan's lap and almost flew into Minho's arms.

"You were incredible, baby!" he heard Minho shout.

He felt the lips of Minho on his and was sure to be the happiest person in the world at that moment.

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To be honest with you, this felt like the ending of the story when I was writing this. And I'm not gonna lie to you, I had tears in my eyes. It's been nearly ten months since I've started this story and I never expected it to become such a big part of my life.
I'm so grateful for the lovely people I met here and so grateful for your support!
Don't worry, there will be a few more chapters before I'll end this story. At least we're missing two weddings, right?
I just felt so melancholic writing this chapter, that I wanted to thank you for keeping up with this story so far!
Thank you so much!