How I Got Here || GOT7

8: How I met BTS.

I wore Hannah's dress that was short, black, tighter than what I'm used to wear and backless. As I looked at the mirror, I sighed. "Oh fuck it." I mumbled to myself before putting on dramatic makeup. Did a smokey eye which I rarely do, put on a scarlet red lipstick and finally, I decided not to wear and contacts, my eyes needed a rest anyways. I wore my glasses and stood in front of the mirror again. "Chill. This will probably be the first and last time you'll hang out with them. Let's just get through it with minimum damages." I pep-talked myself before I heard Bambam complaining.

"What's taking you so long?! Stop talking to yourself." I sighed once he was done shouting and walked out. "Oh shit.." He was standing but fell right back onto the couch once he saw me. I looked at him in anticipation.

"Should I lose the glasses?" I asked, he and Jackson shook their heads. Mouths still open. "Too much makeup? What's wrong? Stop staring at me like that." I said before Jackson furrowed his brows pointing at me arm.

Shit, I had forgotten about it.

"What's.." He couldn't complete the question. I understood the horror that rested on his face. I shrugged.

"Abusive father." I said bluntly. "Ready to leave?" I turned and I heard Jackson oo-ing. I turned to see his hand on his mouth and Bambam had a similar reaction. I guess they saw my ink. "Can we leave?" I asked through a breathy laugh. I would be lying if I said my confidence was not boosted by their reactions.

We arrived at the bar, Bambam offered to take my coat like the gentleman he is as Jackson offered me his arm which I happily linked mine to. The place was way too crowded for my liking, the music was blasting through the place. "What's your poison?" Jackson asked, basically shouting so I could hear him out.

"Something light." I answered and he nodded, he walked up the stairs towards VIP area, he nodded to the bouncer who nodded back and finally led us to one of the rooms. Once  I got in, I had to register the sudden quietness, it wasn't exactly quiet but less noisy than it was out there. The voices that once filled the room went silent and I looked at the men who sat there in complete silence, we exchanged the shocked looks as I realized the room wasn't exactly just for Got7. My eyes caught Mark clearing his throat and shifting in his place, Jaebeom was staring right at me, his expressions stunned then his body stiffened once he let his eyes wander and linger until they fell onto my scarred arm. It was caused by cigarettes so it didn't exactly look like a scar, some may mistake it with I don't know, a weird birthmark but I felt like he knew right away because he looked over at Jinyoung with clenched jaw. Jinyoung was the fastest to gain back his composure as he offered me a gentle smile.
"Su, you look stunning tonight." He said before gesturing for me to take a seat.

"That's an understatement." Youngjae said while eyeing me shamelessly from head to toe. I wanted to curl up into Jackson's arms and disappear right then and there.

"You're the famous Kwon Su?" A deep voice, very familiar and caused my knees to feel weak and wobbly. So thankful I was already seated. I tilted my head down to form a bow. "Well, damn. Glad we requested you. Seeing your makeup tonight, and the boy's makeup yesterday. I think we will be just perfect." His dimples dug deep into his cheeks and I just felt like I could faint at the sight. I let out a nervous laugh looking down. Jackson handed me a drink. I figure it was gin and tonic.

"This is light?" I asked him and shrugged.

"You're allowed to set yourself free for one night." He smiled sweetly but the thing is, the last time I got wasted I almost lost my v card to a total stranger and since tonight I'm surrounded by men sculpted by the gods, it didn't seem safe.  But I downed my drink nonetheless and was sipping on my second round. I needed something to get me through the night.

"Let's introduce ourselves officially. It's rude not to." The hoarse and deep voice I heard accompanied with one of the most god forsaken beautiful smiles and a sharp jawline that could cut through you. I already felt my facial vessels boiling but I was thankful, I put just enough foundation to prevent my cheeks to turn crimson red. "I'm Hoseok." I bowed slightly.

"Su." I said shortly before they continued to introduce themselves.

"Yoongi here." He was probably the Jaebeom of their group. He was as reserved and intimidating. Although when he laughed, he could light up your entire world.

"Taehyung." The god of visuals. His intense gaze forced me to turn mine to the next person.

"Jungkook." Another intense gaze, another beautiful brown eyes so hypnotizing and intimidating.

"Worldwide handsome." Jin said so casually and I did not bother to stop myself from laughing. I was barely holding my shit together being surrounded by all of these men. "I like her." Jin chuckled winking at me causing my laugh to get cut off. Just then, Hannah and Bambam walked in.

"Holy shit. Wow." Hannah said shamelessly making me -along with the boys- laugh loudly.

I mean, girl... I absolutely relate.

"Guys this is Hannah. Hands off of her, she's mine." Bambam wrapped an arm around her tiny waist, introduced her before winking at her making her blush. Well, at least I'm not the only one blushing. I was so happy for her getting her bias's attention at last.

"Why's that?" Jungkook asked with big round eyes, I could have almost thought he was an innocent baby before he smirked and the devil popped out of his honey eyes. "Sharing is caring." I rolled my eyes. I knew he had the bad boy vibes but when push comes to shove, I just knew he was an angel. No one could ever change my mind.

"I'll share when she starts a fansite about you." Bambam casually said before Hannah attempted to walk out the door she had just came through. We laughed and I knew the feeling of seeing me from the outside dying from embarrassment.

"If you'll excuse me." Jaebeom excused himself, walked out of the room and my eyes followed him as he walked towards the stage, chatting casually with one of the DJs.

"Wanna dance?" I turned my head to see Namjoon standing right in front of me, his hight hovering over my tiny form. I swallowed thickly and nodded before I took the hand he offered as he led us to the crowded floor. He wrapped his arms around my waist as he swayed us so that we'd flow with the music. He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "You really do look incredible tonight." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. I pulled back to see his beautiful smile, his dimples making another appearance, I couldn't help but caress them with my thumb as my hand rested on the side of his neck. I could feel the gin kicking in. I wouldn't have done such thing if I was actually completely sober. I smiled confidently.

"You don't look bad yourself." He chuckled before pulling me against his hard front. I could swear he was built like a greek god. He buried his face on the crook of my neck making me giggle. "I'm a bit ticklish so you better behave." I yelled through the loud music. He chuckled, pulled away and smiled sweetly. I looked up and saw Jaebeom staring at me intently. I felt my heart thumping as I could not peel my gaze off of his. I didn't know what was his deal. He never seemed to actually liked me. I just didn't understand why.

"I'm gonna get us drinks. You gonna be okay?" Namjoon asked and I nodded. Minutes after he disappeared into the crowd I felt hands creeping up and snaking their way around my hips. I tried to wiggle away from them but there was no use. What the hell?

"Don't fight it. I know you feel as good as I do."