The Idol Life is DANGER (BTS x Trans-FTM OC) [Discontinued]

Chapter 18: Bangtan Reacts! Rhys' Debut MV

A/n: Haha! You already knew this was coming! So why not give the readers what they want? I've also been harboring this idea for quite a bit too, so time to take the opportunity! Now then, enjoy this chapter.

3rd Person POV:

All the members sat huddled together.
A white background behind them,
And a camera recording in front.
As well as a laptop displaying a video of sorts.
They were all dressed in casual attire.
Ranging from the straightest of button downs to comfortable hoodies.
Rhys sat in the middle, being the smallest and shortest member coming in at the height of 5'8 3/4".
The youngest gazed at the thumbnail of the screening, eyes widening in realization.
He pointed an accusing finger at it. "Is this my debut video?" Rhys asked shocked.
A staff member behind camera nodded silently.
The boy put his hands in front of his face embarrassed. "Oh no...." Before taking them off. "I'm so scared...."
The rest of the members giggled at him, excited to see the video Rhys had worked so hard on.
Yoongi knew for a fact how long it took him, after all he came to bring Rhys coffee during a freaking 2 am shoot.
Jungkook who was seated beside Rhys pat the younger's back.
"We all know how hard you worked on it, it'll be great I promise."
This brought a smile to Rhys' face. "Thanks, Kookie-hyung."
This earned a ruffle on the head, as Jungkook's cheeks flushed at the use of "Kookie-hyung."
Some members sat candid gazing happily at the two, while others couldn't help but glance in jealousy.
And finally, the video started.
To the others surprise, it had Rhys' voice behind it. Kind of like a monologue, or narration.

(A/n: Italics for MV, Normal Text for Reaction! Apologies if it confuses you!)

Rhys was seated against a blank white wall.
Only one light emitting across the room.
Piano music played.
The tune similar to the song "Don't Leave Me" from BTS' Japanese album Face Yourself.
But it was different.

The video shifted to the 17 year old strolling down a long hallway.
Only to be stopped and pushed by a taller more masculine man.
The bright label on his shirt displaying "ARMY" in big bold letters. As if to nod toward the harsh comments thrown at the younger.
The guy just glared and walked passed, while Rhys sighed sullenly looking at the ground.
"I wanna punch that dude's face, no one treats my Rhys like that." Jin ranted like a parent, to which the others chuckled.
Jungkook shifted angrily, a face of pure hatred.
This didn't go unnoticed by the others, but Rhys didn't see it.
"You may not like me." The maknae's voice echoed.
The scene cut to Rhys back against the white wall, a note in hand.
Frustratedly he crumpled it up, tossing it away from him.
"You may not want me."
Then, to him walking outside staring at the stars.
"You may not need me."
Now, to him leaning on the railing of a bridge. Rhys' arms folding comfortably, eyes pointed toward what lay below.
He stuck a hand in his pocket.
Fingers clasping onto a photo, printed on thin old paper.
The other BTS members on it.
Smiling at the photo, Rhys brushed his thumb over it.
"But they do."
The smile he once had disappeared.
"And when they're torn."
Before you knew it, the photo was split in two.
Both ends flying in opposite directions.
Rhys stood in the middle.
Mouth slightly open in panic.
He reached one arm out running to the left.
No reward for his effort, but what came from the right turned his frown upside down.
The other half.
His held it with all his light this time around.
Gazing up in the direction the missing one flew, praying for it to come back.
"I'll bring them back together."
A flash brought the scene to what looked like another day.
A random person went to Rhys and shoved another paper in his hand.
Rhys glanced up confused, but they were gone.
Unraveling the tree material, his confused looked grew giddy.
"Somehow."
It was the other half of the photo.
Then, he was back on the bridge.
The night sky above him.
Rhys glanced toward the camera, a beam on his face.
"And I'm sure they'll do the same."
"I'm sure they'll pick me up when I-"
Rhys waved off and vanished from view.
"Fall."
(A/n: MV over!)

All the members were speechless, as the youngest but his lip nervous for what they'd say.
Rhys shrunk into his sweater, he would put a hoodie up if possible...but he didn't have one.
So, he did the next best thing.
He nuzzled his face into Jungkook's shoulder.
Jungkook placed an arm around Rhys' shoulder, still amazed at the video he had just watched. "Woah....."
"Holy shit, you're good." Blurted Suga, earning himself a thwack on the head.
Rhys looked up. "Really?"
"Fuck I'm questioning my acting career...." V mumbled.
The youngest rolled his eyes. "That's over exaggerating hyung."
"Rhys that's what I do on a daily basis. Over exaggeration in my norm....so what I said is true."
Rhys gazed dumbfounded at Taehyung, not knowing what to respond.
"I think we all agree with him on this one, so listen to him Rhys." Namjoon spoke assertively.
The maknae nodded, not wanting to argue.

—————-TimeSkip—————

Jungkook's POV:

Back at the dorms, all the others left to do there own things. Aside from Rhys and I.
Thinking about Rhys' MV I couldn't help but get angry with some portions.
The guy in the video who pushed Rhys wore a shirt with ARMY in big letters across the front.
So was the ARMY bullying Rhys?
What was their relationship now?
Do the ARMY still hold a grudge?
I sighed wondering about all those questions, but not too long as I grabbed Rhys' arm.
"What is it Kookie-hyung?" The younger asked.
I shined a serious expression, my voice husky. "Next time I see another guy push you around, I'm gonna kick his ass."
Rhys' face of concern turned smiley, as he brought a hand to my cheek brushing over it with his thumb. "It's sweet that you care, but you have to understand it was just acting."
I shook my head. "No. I saw what was on his shirt. It said ARMY, Rhys."
He didn't respond.
"I don't want them to hurt you again. Like that one girl at the last fansign."
I had more to say, I really did.
But all those words vanished as Rhys placed his lips on mine.
I feel like I should be amazed that he can do this.
Rhys is as short as Jimin-hyung, so one can only imagine how long he can hold tippy toes.
But remembering Jimin is about 5'9", I was only an inch taller.
The kiss held time, but nothing dirty.
It was a sweet one.
Rhys took his lips off mine, "Like I said, you don't need to worry."
I let out a breath and put my forehead against his. "That's not as easy as it sounds."

A/n: Not my best work, but I'll work on it! Thank for reading this chapter! Apologies for any spelling and grammatical errors. And as always, I hope you stay tuned for the chapters to come.