Glow

In for a Penny...

By the time I have Hoseok almost putty in my hands, humming to the music in his ears while I work on his flexible feet, it's close to the time for the vlive. I have a timer on the laptop so that I don't overrun the introduction planned by the guys, but I know he needs as much time out of his head as possible. 

As the timer goes off I tap his calf, making him open his eyes with an almost sleepy smile. 

'Thank you, I needed that. Your hands are very good at that!' He says quietly. I nod and smile, taking the headphones back from him, then follow him out of my bedroom and down the hall back to the main room. 

The guys didn't even notice our departure, all of them being so caught up in their own heads. Hoseok turns to me as we enter the main space, a twinkle in his eye.

'Think we can get them to laugh a bit before we even start the vlive?' He asks.

'No bet. You bring out the flower headgear and it's a guaranteed giggle-fest.' I respond.

With a nod at my suggestion he quickly makes his way down the other hallway and returns a moment later with a few props from previous vlives, the flower head-thingy that makes his face the center of the flower, and the supreme money-gun. From the look of the bit of paper sticking out of it he loaded it with Monopoly money.

'Almost time, everyone, let's get ready!' Namjoon says loudly, his voice bouncing off the hard surfaces of the room. When everyone has gathered they see what Hoseok has brought to add to the vlive and even Yoongi chuckles with anticipation of his antics.

I am directed to be over in the kitchen, off to the side of where the vlive is set up, until I am called over. I know it's going to be within a minute or two of them starting, so I try to stay still while they greet their fans.

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The laughter echoing as the guys ham it up for ARMY, I smile and try not to giggle as they make Namjoon wear the flower headgear. Jungkook gets creative, using hair bands to braid and decorate the curls of Hoseok's unkempt hair. Taehyung races off and comes back with bandanas for everyone to wear as they wish, a competition suggested by Seokjin to see who wears their bandana the most beautifully.

After that round they get to answering questions posted by their fans. When they finally get to the question of who I am Namjoon looks at me offscreen and nods,  motioning me to sit behind him and Yoongi.

Nerves are getting to me however, so I hesitate, making Jimin look over and notice my pause in the process. He smiles, puts a finger up and says 'Jamsiman...' and heads over to grab my hand. I find my feet unstick with him dragging me in front of the camera, but my mind goes blank once I sit down where I was expected to.

I am sure things keep rolling, the guys interacting with ARMY during the vlive, but I can't seem to get my two brain cells in motion, stuck on the fact that I was now in front of a video camera, in front of millions.

'You okay?' Yoongi nudges my knee as I blink at him. 'You look pale.' He says softly, making Namjoon look sharply at me. I just gulp and nod as if my life depends on it.

I can tell I didn't look like I meant it when they both look at each other, brows furrowed. Oh, this might help... focus on them, not on the camera. Taking a deep breath I close my eyes, slowly letting it out, and open my eyes to see most of the guys looking at me in concern. Focusing on Taehyung, blinking and slowly smiling and nodding more calmly now brings his face-splitting grin out. He turns around to introduce me again.

'Hi everyone. My name is Y/N. I've been hired by BigHit, wait, now it's HYBE, to bring the guys' English fluency up to date.' Looking at the responses, Yoongi snorts after a moment.

'Yes, even Joonie.' He replies to what looks like is the prevalent response.

'Yeah, I haven't been in an English speaking situation for a long time, so my fluency has lapsed a bit.' Namjoon admits, rubbing his neck in embarrassment.

'It's really more about pronunciation and more modern lingo for you, a refresher and practice than anything else, Mister Kim Leader.' I reply, trying for polite support and mild teasing. He nods, smiling gratefully.

'Pardon?'Jungkook asks. I blink at him while Jimin slaps his arm, glaring at him for interrupting.

'You need pardoning for something?' I ask, unsure as to why he said that, besides in reference to his language classes with Namjoon years ago.

'No, but what does Mister Kim Leader mean?' He asks. Yoongi replies in rapid Hangul, and I think he explained because the maknae's eyes go wide and he nods in respect to a Namjoon, Yoongi, and myself.

After this there's a bit of reading done by the guys, fans asking them to do poses, facial expressions, and probably a few things they don't respond to on purpose.

Eventually Yoongi's temper gets the best of him, however.

'Yes, she's our soul bonded, all of us. And if you disrespect her you are just a saesang. Not worth our time. We only have time for love, not hate.' Yoongi's grumpy expression twists his expression into something resembling his look from the stage when he raps Tony Montana.

All of the guys nod, their expressions solemn and firm. Then Taehyung waves bye, winking at the camera and reaches forward to turn the camera off.