Are you bulletproof? | BTS

Part Twelve "See you again"

  A/N: It's 3:50 am. It's late, but i wanted to finished this part, because YOU DESERVE A NEW CHAPTER. 

Word count: 5.3k 

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"Tomorrow, at xxx restaurant. Your sister, thinks you deserve a brunch with us." Your mom spoke gently.

Your sister pushed the nearest people that was in her way, to run towards you, swinging her arms around your tiny waist. Giggling like a fool, you heard her repeatedly praise how good you were on stage and that it was the best she had ever seen in her life. Your dad gave a shoulder-pat and an unreadable facial expression. Having a short moment of eye contact, he nodded while putting his other hand on your sister's head. Your sister gave a last squeeze before letting go, and ran towards her parents as they were on the way to the exit.

"So... what did they say?" a voice was heard beside you.

Your shoulders shrugged before you could face Taehyung, to say it properly. He just smiled and lifted you up by your waist, swinging you from side to side. It was like a childish dance, without a specific move. The other boys joined quickly, to form a circle around you and Taehyung. They all thanked each other, and was praising how well their performance was. While you were up in the air, looking over everyone. Their smiles blinding, and the clapping and screaming in the background roared through your ears. This was heaven. Taehyung put you down, to give you a proper hug, and wiping away the tears that had fallen while being on stage. Surprised over the movement, you heard Taehyung say;

"You have done so much, Thank you."

Smiling and looking at the dorks that were busy dancing and taking pictures, giving the fans some fan-service. You gave Taehyung your significant smile and said;

"Teamwork, makes the dream work." 

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"Congratulations on the daesangs!"

"You did well!"

"Great work"

More than you could count, had come by to congratulate BTS for your awards. Baekhyun was over to give a high five, and a huge thumb up. It was unreal to you, but it didn't stop you from attending the after party. The hundreds of artists that joined, to have the legal of age artist's intake alcohol. It was a party that made you approach more people, even the ones you didn't know you would eventually talk to. Every time Wonho came by to talk, you wish you could squeeze those firm thighs of his. Biting into your plastic cup, hoping that would help you control yourself in front of him.

"Enjoying yourself?"

Turning around, your perverted thoughts were interrupted by Jaebum. Shaking your head like a chicken, you stuttered out;

"O-Oh hell yea"

He chuckled at your form, but continued to spice up the conversation.

"Going back home to your parents?" He asked curiously, drinking his beer.

"I don't know. They want me to join their brunch tomorrow, I can maybe persuade them." You answered, while wiggling your eyebrows.

"I take that as a good thing? Maybe you can stay and do what you love. Talked to Yoongi yet?" He continued to ask.

"Not yet, we were called to the stage when Jackson threw the bag of lingerie to me... he is so dead when I see him." You said smiling, knowing how he probably would take you serious.