The dressing room is alive with movement and the buzz of conversation. You stand off in a corner trying not to get in anyone's way but fail miserably. Muttering apologies you keeping looking for places to hide yourself.

BTS is to perform a couple of their new songs today for the first time in Korea. The nervousness mingles with excitement emanating from every body in that room: the stylists, managers, choreographer but mostly the 7 men.

Looking across the room you can see them sitting together talking to one another. Every now and then you hear Jin's windshield wiper laugh, you've heard so much of it in your short time of employment at BigHit. Looking over at the them you notice something off.. something missing.

Jungkook! Where's that idiot?

Having scanned the room you see him sitting before a mirror getting his make up done.. actually 'sleeping' would be a more accurate ward to describe his state. His neck bent in an awkward angle. For a second you pity him for the pain he's going to feel when he wakes up but the concern in only temporary. He'd practically ignored you since walking away from your apartment a couple days ago. Somehow, you felt like you'd made a mistake that day that you were unaware. Maybe you should've stopped him from leaving?

"Y/N!!!"

You head whips towards the source of the sound and see Taehyung waving you over. The others are looking at you expectantly. You gulp down the nervousness and start walking towards them."Yes?" It takes a lot to keep your voice steady. It's so much harder than you think to speak when 6 very good looking men are staring into your soul.

"Well.. we have an initiation process for newcomers here at BigHit. And you, Miss Y/N have conveniently been avoiding it." It's Jin who speaks.

"Oh..I.. um.. what do I have to do?" You smile awkwardly hoping it'll at least make you look more confident that you really are.

Good lord! Please don't make me dance.. sing.. or anything that requires skill.

"All you have to do is answer a simple question." Jin's smile grows into a mischievous grin.You see Yoongi roll his eyes and look down intently at his phone pretending to be uninterested.

"Okay.."

Jin leans forward resting his elbows on each knee, a serious expression on his face.

"What do you call a thieving alligator?" Jin smirks at you looking pretty happy with himself. You simply stare at him until you realise he really does want an answer.

"I don't know.. A crookodile?"

Jin stares at you dumbfounded. The smirk disappearing fast. He opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

Yoongi laughs out loud surprising you and the others.

"That's probably the first time Yoongi hyung has ever laughed at one of Jin Hyung's jokes." Namjoon says looking just as baffled as you feel.

"I'm not laughing at the joke.. this is the first time someone has been able to shut hyung up." Yoongi says. "Well done Y/N." He winks at you and you feel all the blood rush to your cheeks.

"Guys! 5 mins before we have to go on stage." Sejin announces.

There is instance movement as the stylists admire their work on the boys adding some final touches here and there, managers give instructions and the boys gather in a circle. You watch on in admiration as Namjoon speaks words of encouragement and the others listen growing more confident with every word that leaves his lips.

"Bangtan bangtan bang bangtan!" The cheer spreads a contagious wave of energy through the room.

One by one the boys exit the room and you watch Jungkook. But he doesn't even glance in your direction. Things have been a little awkward between the two of you since the incident in your apartment. But if it means that he stops bothering you, you don't mind the silent treatment. Just before Jimin walks out of the room he looks at you and smiles. You feel your heart skip a beat.

"Won't wish me luck?" Jimin asks.

"Not like you need it."

Jimin takes your hand in his and brushes his lips against the top of it gently, "Got it."

Before you're able to register anything he's gone leaving you to deal with a racing heart and burning cheeks.

The boys rush into the room after their first song for a costume change. The stylists work their magic, with just a few swift motions of their practiced hand the boys completely transform from their dark outfits to ones that are bright and colourful.

"Y/N can you stay near the stage this time just in case the boys need something?" Sejin asks.Quite frankly, you're glad he asked because standing around in the dressing room while they performed wasn't half as fun.

"Of course." You say before pouring out of the room with the others. You follow the boys down the long corridor leading to the stage.

"Wait! Where's Jungkook?" Hoseok turns to you.

"Jungkook?.." You look around craning your neck to see ahead and around you but he really is missing.

The others are looking at you now.

Damn it! How did I manage to lose an entire person?

"He was right next to me." Taehyung says looking to his left.

"Y/N will get him. We'll get to our positions.." Namjoon says.

You run back to the dressing room which is empty now. "Jungkook?" You call out.

Just then you hear muffled straggled sounds, turning a corner you see him.

"What in God's name are you doing!?!" You half scream.

Jungkook stands before you struggling with his shirt which is half way over his head.

"Um.. just having tea with the Queen. Would you care to join us? Oh what's that?.. The Queen says she wouldn't mind.." Jungkook shoots back sarcastically. "What do you think I'm doing?? I'm stuck!!"

"Just pull the shirt over you head.." You suggest lamely.

"Oh what a great idea! Why didn't I think of it?"

"That's an awfully nice way of asking someone to help you."

"Y/N, can you please help me get out of this?" Blowing a loud sigh he says through gritted teeth.

"What do I have to do?"

"The mic wire has got tangled up in the shirt. Undo it and help me pull the shirt over my head."

"What.."

Now that your are more aware of the situation it's turning out to be a real challenge to focus on just his face that is covered by the shirt and not anywhere else. As your disobedient eyes fall on his perfectly toned torso you can't make yourself look away.

"You're staring at my bare chest, aren't you?" Jungkook says, you expect him to sound angry but instead you hear a teasing tone.

"What!! Noo!!" You hurriedly avert your eyes.

"Will you help me or not?"

You try to undo the tangled wire first. The knots are too small for your fingers to undo.Leaning in closer to him you attempt to loosen the knots with your teeth. You feel your breath brush the back of his neck and his entire body freezes.

"What are-" he says in a small voice.

"Done."

"Well the shirt is still stuck around my head."

"Ughhh!!!! For crying out loud." Groaning in frustration you grab hold of the shirt and pull.

"Ouucccchhhh" Jungkook cries.

"Oh shut up." You yank the shirt right off.

Jungkook stands before you shirtless, rubbing his red ears. Your eyes travel from his lips to his neck and all the way down his torso. Clenching your fists painfully tight, you shove away the temptation to reach out and touch him. Just then he looks at you, your eyes locking together. His eyes soften changing into an expression that makes your heart stop.

He takes a step closer to you.. then another.. and another until only a few inches separate you two. His lips part..

"I should get dressed.. the others must be waiting for me.." He breaks away from your eyes and looks towards the clothes rack.

Reaching for the rack you pick out his outfit. Throwing it at him you say, "Hurry up!"

You walk out of the room allowing him to change.. a heavy feeling of disappointment settling in you.

Jerk..

Why are you disappointed though? What had you been expecting?