You're super nervous.

The thought of meeting the seven boys is making your stomach twist and turn. You wipe your hands against your clothes, checking your appearance one last time in the mirror.

You chose a pair of high waist black skinny jeans to match with your off shoulder blouse and a pair of your favourite sneakers to end things off.

"Clothes, ticket, album, water, candy, check." You double check things again and again because you don't want things to go wrong at the fanmeeting.

You heave a sigh, you're extremely excited, but worried and nervous at the same time. You're finally meeting Hoseok and the rest of BTS. You've been for this day for so long. You send a silent prayer, praying for things to go smoothly.

Before you know it, you're already at the location and in the line to meet them. You're standing behind a crying girl with snot and tears running down her face.

"Do you want a tissue?" you ask while grabbing a packet from the front pocket of your bag. She nods, taking the paper from you with a grateful look on her face. The girl seems to be really young, probably around 15-16 years old.

You gently pat her back. To be honest you feel like crying too, you can't believe that you're really going to meet the seven people who have changed your life.

You breathe out a shaky breath, still comforting the girl standing before you. You notice that she's next so you quickly wipe her face for her.

"You'll be fine okay? Just enjoy yourself and it'll be okay." That being said, she steps onto the stage with her eyes wide like a deer. You can see that she calms down almost immediately. She's sitting in front of Namjoon who's holding her hand.

The girl blushes slightly at whatever Namjoon had said, looking down shyly.

You take out the album from your bag, taking multiple deep breathes as you prepare to start off with Namjoon.

With the first step you take, your heart is already beating wildly. The second you sit down, Najoon smiles sweetly, his dimples showing themselves.

You hand him the album, staring at the man with obvious admiration. "Hello, what's your name?" He stares at you, grabbing your free hand and holding it between his own.

"Y-Yireum..." You stutter. You still can't believe that you're sitting in front of the almighty Namjoon.

Namjoon chuckles, "You're cute." The red hue spreads like a fire across your cheeks.

"You're cute too?" You answer, blabbering whatever comes to your mind.

He pats the croen of your head lovingly, "Thank you."

Clapping your hands together, you fumble with the zipper of your bag while reach for the small gift. You present it to Namjoon proudly and the man gasps. He yells softly, gaining the attention of some fans.

"Oh my gosh I love it!" He cuddles the yellow bear and grabs the clothes.

"You can change the clothes, I made them." you say, booming with pride. He attempts to hug you, but the manager stops him to which he responds with a pout.

Namjoon grins happily, staring at the Ryan bear like it would disappear if he took his eyes off it. He hugs it tightly against his chest while still smiling dorkily. "Thank you, I really really like it." He smooshes the bear against his face and the fans scream at the cute interaction.

You move on to the next member; Yoongi. Yoongi smirks slightly, half smiling as he makes eye-contact. He asks you a few questions and you answer him shyly, not used to the intimidating aura emitting from the man. You know that he's really cute and soft, but he just gives off this dangerous vibe.

You give him a small box containing a glass. Yoongi's eyes widen in surprise when he sees the gift.

"How'd you even get this?!" His jaw drops as he stares at the glass with wonder. The intricate designs and details are what makes this glass so valuable. You know that Yoongi likes to drink so you tried your best to find a special glass. It had been months since you discovered the glass and you've been saving up since then to buy the expensive item.

It was worth it considering the fact that a goofy smile is now on Yoongi's face. You slide over to Jungkook while Yoongi is still busy touching the cup.

Jungkook looks at you with his doe-like eyes, smiling softly as he waves. For Jungkook you give him a hoodie which you found pretty and had bought for him. He had laughed softly when you nagged at him to change his fashion style. He said okay, promising to stay away from white shirts.

You gift Jin a pair of shoes. You were glad that you decided to buy a bigger size because it was the right size for Jin. He blew you multiple hand kisses as a form of appreciation and you gladly received them. You also gave him a ring that luckily fit his pinky. It was plain with only three letters spelling Jin on top, but expensive nonetheless and yet you still bought it. Every single cent is worh it when it comes to BTS.

For Taehyung, you give him rolls of film for his camera. You know that his camera requires specific rolls of film and those are really hard to find. So you did him a favour by buying them for him. It costed a bomb, but it was worth it when you saw the joyous grin displayed on the man's features.

Jin tried to touch Taehyung's present which only resulted in a slap on the hand. Jin looks at Taehyung with a look of disbelief and Taehyung glares right back, not losing even though he is younger. Jin narrows his eyes, giving up on the stare-off and returning to the fan.

Jimin received a bracelet from you. From the shop where you bought Jin's ring, you hand-made a bracelet for Jimin. Because you were the creator, it means that the bracelet is unique and wouldn't be sold anywhere else. His eyes sparkled as he thanked you. He really liked the bracelet and was planning on wearing it. This time Taehyung tried to touch Jimin's present.

Jimin glares at his friend and Taehyung pouts. In the end Jimin couldn't resist and let Taehyung take a look too.

You slide your butt to the last person; Hoseok.

You gulp the second you lay your eyes on the beautiful man.

With a shy smile you greet him. "H-Hello..."

Hoseok returns the greeting with a dazzling million dollar smile. He takes you album into his hand, opening the book to the page where a post-it note sits. He takes a few seconds to read it, eyes widening in shock.

"Yireum?" The tone of his voice tells you that Hoseok is pleasantly surprised. You nod, not daring to make eye contact with the man.

"Woah, you're exactly how I pictured you."

You look at him in confusion, meeting his eyes for a few seconds before they dart back to your hands. "How did I look like?"

Hoseok chuckles softly. Bringing his finger underneath your chin, he gently lifts it up. Now you're looking at his shining eyes.

"Beautiful."

A pinkish hue immediately dusts across your cheeks and you look away again at the sudden compliment. Hoseok laughs loudly which gains the attention of a few fans.

"So do you have anything to ask? Or did you just come here to see me?" He releases the marker from its cap, signing on the page with his picture.

You brush a fallen lock of hair behind your ear, "Well I wanted to ask if you liked my notes?" You smile awkwardly.

Hoseok scoffs, "Like? I love them! Don't you ever dare stop sending them," he fake scolds you, even pouting after.

Your heart skips a beat at the cute action. "R-Really?"

"Mhm, they helped me through a tough time. You helped me through a tough time."

Hoseol grabs your hand into his and interlocks them together. "We finally meet huh..." He smiles softly as he takes in every small detail about you. From the way you keep on tucking your hair behind your ear to the way you look down at your lap. The short hairs which always bothered you flutter slightly in the small breeze circulating around the open-space. The wind rolls through the longer locks of hair, almost as if the two are flirting.

Hoseok sees everything.

He sees the rosy pink on your cheeks, the shy smile you carry on your glossy lips and your curious eyes.

His heart starts to beat wildly in his chest. He feels a little giddy, and he doesn't know of its because of you, or of its because he's been sitting down for too long. Before his hand starts shaking, he detactches himself from you with the excuse of signing. He flips to the post-it note, writing down something you can't see quite clearly.

"Time is almost up, here you go. I had fun and it was really nice to finally meet you." He grins.

You gasp softly before aggressively opening your bag. You carefully take out the bunch of flowers, making sure none of the petals fall off.

You had made sure to put it in and take it out with utmost care and cautiousness.

Hoseok's eyes sparkle with wonder as he takes in the view of the purple flowers.

"They're beautiful." Hoseok breathes out as you hand him the bouquet.

"You're beautiful..." You mumble under your breath.

He pokes at the petals, "So what do these mean?"

You gulp, staying silent for a few seconds before finally answering the man. "Eternal love."

Hoseok blushes slightly when he hears your reply. The corners of his lips lift up unconsciously to reveal a shy smile.

Thump, thump, thump

The muscular organ beats like a drum with the speed increasing per count. Hoseok opens his mouth to speak but unfortunately got cut off by the manager.

"Please proceed back to your seat miss." The way the manager politely asks you to go back leaves no space for discussion or rejection. Reluctantly, you grab your album, hugging it close to your chest. With a curt bow to the manager and a small wave to Hoseok, you go back to your place.

However, things don't go as you expected. The notification which popped up on your screen required you to leave early no matter how much you wanted to stay.

As you leave the location, Hoseok's eyes follow your figure. You had gone out in such a rush that he didn't have time to say goodbye. He pouts slightly as he watches you leave in front of him.

Jimin nudges Hoseok with his elbow, "What are you looking at hyung? Is it the girl that gave you flowers?" The younger man teases his hyung which results in a shade of red spreading across the latter's cheeks.

"N-No! I just thought that I saw an old ARMY..." he trails off, growing softer as the image of you smiling forms in his mind.

He grins to himself.

Just thinking about you makes hin happy. Now that he can picture you, he wasn't sure if you'd leave his mind at all.

It seems like you're not going to leave him, ever.