THE REVEAL

- in which taehyung introduces the world to you, his girlfriend, sequel to SECRET LOVE SONG; requested by LoveBangtan_Girl

Hands trembling, you tuck a strand of your styled hair behind your ear, teeth tugging at your painted bottom lip in fear. The world around you, however, continues to move on with excitement for the events that are about to follow; everything but your pathetic looking reflection becoming a blur.

It's the day of the awards show where Taehyung plans on introducing you to the world as his girlfriend.

While you should be as excited as the many stylists and managers that run around you and fix up imperfections on the boys' outfits and performance, you can't help but feel scared as the churning of your stomach makes you feel lightheaded and fidgety.

Your chest rises and falls unsteadily as you're approached by a pair of stylists who begin fiddling around with your dress and patting certain areas of your face with mysterious looking creams, all while engaging in light conversation with you. However, their harmless words don't reach your ears; the only thing you can hear being a high pitched ring.

You need to feel the relieving cool of air rushing into your lungs before you pass out.

Taehyung catches onto your panicked state from across the room, politely brushing aside the stylist that adjusts his hair with a small smile. Eyebrows knitting together in concern, he dodges the chaos in the room and approaches you gently, wary of the shake of your hands and the glossiness of your eyes.

"Ladies, can we have a minute?" He smiles, bowing down to the pair of stylists quickly as they respect his request and shuffle off to attend to another member. He wastes no time in turning to you, using his larger frame to shield you from the clear rush occurring behind him. His eyes search your face fearfully as you clutch onto the collar of his suit gratefully, closing your eyes to stop the black dots from obstructing your vision.

It takes you a few minutes but you're soon able to return your breathing to its normal pace and reduce the amount of trembling your hands do. You flick your eyes open, your pupils widening instantly as you're greeted by Taehyung's darkened chocolate coloured eyes; the tendrils of concern growing in them making your heart flutter with affection and gratitude.

"Are you okay?" He questions, his words dripping with worry as he reaches out to place his warm hands on your shoulders, his movements hesitant until you lean into his touch. You take a longing step towards him, lips jutting out in a pout that has him gulping.

"I just got too flustered," you explain in a whisper, dropping your head a little as your eyes never break contact with his. "I'm really scared, Tae."

He sighs in relief mixed with slight concern and carefully wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you against his chest as you instinctively snake your arms around his middle, breathing in the scent of his expensive cologne as if it's the only thing keeping you grounded; the floral and sweet scent of it familiar.

"I'm scared too," he admits as he rubs his hands down your back. "But I'm not sure if we're scared of the same thing. Care to enlighten me?"

You chuckle humourlessly and tighten your hold around him, your head angled away from the mirror and instead in a position where you can see the boys walk out of the door of the dressing room with massive grins and confidence that radiates off them in warm waves.

"I saw more comments on you and Tzuyu today," you mumble, the jealousy coming off your words like poison for Taehyung. He winces in defeat as you go on to speak. "Everyone is excited to see what you two will do tonight. I'm scared that they will be extremely disappointed and mad if they see me."

He presses his chin against your head and draws mindless patterns on your exposed back with a tight lipped smile.

"I was hoping you wouldn't see the comments. I did try my best to get you to avoid them but I must've dropped my guard," he sighs, his smile becoming more relaxed when you lean up to press a kiss on his cheek. "Anyway, we're both scared of the reaction we'll receive. As long as you know that I won't let you face that alone, we'll be fine, okay?"

"Maybe it'd be best if you go alone, Taehyung," you whimper, your bottom lip quivering as he quickly pulls away to cup your cheeks with an affectionate and fond smile. You tilt your head into his touch and try to blink back your tears to avoid ruining the makeup those stylists spent hours working on.

"No, you're coming with me," he states firmly, pressing his lips to yours for a few supportive seconds. "And you're going to be the talk of the night."

Whether that's a good thing or not, you can't tell.

"Let's go, the boys are waiting for us," he sweetly states, clutching onto your hand tightly as you take many deep breaths, hoping that nothing goes wrong for either of you tonight.

*

Even from behind the heavily tinted windows, your eyes still sting with every flash the cameras outside make, the cheers absolutely deafening as the announcer informs the growing crowds that BTS are next to step out.

The boys all share knowing smirks before opening the car door, their smiles as dazzling as ever as they exit the car in an orderly fashion, bowing politely to everyone that made the effort to show up and support them.

Your hands tremble excessively as Taehyung clutches onto them, squeezing it as a sign of support. You offer him an unconvincing smile, your eyes revealing the whole truth to him as he lowers his head and kisses your forehead.

"They'll love you," he murmurs, shuffling forward as Jungkook steps out, indicating that in a few seconds it'll be your turn. Replaying those three words in your hand as your mantra, your breathing slowly begins to even out, the trembling of your hands reducing into a slight shake; goosebumps of relief replacing the thin sheet of sweat that began to make itself present.

Smiling proudly up at him, you nod, his eyes gleaming with adoration underneath the harsh lighting that filters in through the tinted windows.

"Thatta girl," he chuckles, winking devilishly at you before sliding himself out of the car, dramatically spreading his arms apart as the crowd screams out his name rhythmically, cheering when he giggles childishly and bows. They expect him to move on down the carpet, their eyes wide with the desire to see him up close.

However, the crowd falls into a hushed silence as he approaches the car and holds his hand out.

Gripping loosely onto Taehyung's extended hand, you pull yourself out of the limo, smiling shyly as you catch a glimpse of everyone's mouths dropped open in shock and surprise. The boys up ahead send the pair of you warm smiles that are filled with pride as they await the two of you to join the group.

You lower yourself into a respectful bow and allow Taehyung to lead you down the red carpet, his hand soft and gentle as his thumb draws patterns onto your skin. That's when things kick back into action; reporters desperately calling out Taehyung's name while photographers literally climb on top of each other to try and get the perfect shot of you intimately holding onto Taehyung's hand.

Namjoon motions towards the Billboard interviewer eagerly waving his arms to try and catch your attention, shrugging his shoulders as if to say we have nothing to lose if we go over to have a chat. Nodding with a little more enthusiasm, you and Taehyung trail behind the group as they comedically dance their way to the reporter.

"Hey, guys," he cheerfully greets as the group crowds around the camera with warm smiles on their faces. You offer him one of your own, taken aback by the way the reporter's smile widens when he meets your gaze. Your stomach starts churning at the action, subconsciously tightening your hold on Taehyung's hand.

"Now," he sighs, "I know that I should begin with all the amazing things you guys have done this year and all your nominations, but there's something I think the entire world wants to know."

You freeze, gulping nervously as Taehyung drags his supportive gaze to you upon feeling you stiffen beside him.

"Who is she?"

Taehyung opens his mouth to answer but you stop him with a tug of his arm, nodding your head ever so slightly when he shoots you an unsure look. Accepting the microphone the reporter hands you with a tight lipped smile, you take a deep breath and shakily begin your answer.

"I'm Y/N, Taehyung's girlfriend and I'm very excited to be here tonight," you introduce, bowing your head respectively towards the camera, Jimin's hand coming to rest proudly on your shoulder. Taehyung reflects his pride through his eyes, the little sparkles of pure adoration in them stunning.

Grinning, he then grabs the microphone from you.

"And I'm hoping that our fans will respect her and understand that she makes so happy," he adds happily, winking towards the camera playfully. You feel yourself relaxing under the easygoing atmosphere of the interview and attach yourself to his side when he returns to the back.

"Wow," the reporter grins, turning towards the camera with wide eyes. "Not only have these boys made headlines with their talent, but they will also make headlines over this shocking news."

He turns to you with a welcoming smile. "In any sense, Y/N, I'm sure that fans will fall in love with you just as Taehyung has. I hope that you all enjoy your night and congratulations on the nominations."

With a few more waves and hugs, the boys move down the carpet with ease, discussing the events of the interview animatedly. You follow behind with a soft smile, still in shock over what you just did. Taehyung leans down and presses a warm kiss to your head.

Along the way, your eyes land on Tzuyu, her smile glowing as she meets your apprehensive gaze with her proud one. She subtly waves at you, winking playfully before returning her attention to the many cameramen that yell out her name.

You drop your gaze to the carpet, feeling relieved by her interaction with you. You shake your head as you realise that you no longer have anything to be jealous of because everyone now knows who Taehyung belongs to.