Close. He was so close that you could practically smell his cologne mixed with a hint of sweat. You felt uncanny emotions building inside of you. Certainty one of them was anxiety of being caught and a hint of anger because due to the sudden proximity. He was stepping into your personal bubble so you did what every person would do at a moment like that; you pushed him making him stumble back and fall onto the floor.

"What the fuck!" Brown orbs glared at you while he rubbed his ass in pain. You slightly hissed at the light cracking sound that resounded when he fell.

"Uh you were too close." He stared at you in disbelief while you shrugged. He failed in his attempts to get back on his feet and being the nice citizen you are, offered him your hand. He looked up at you and scoffed, "No thanks, I can stand up on my own."

"Mhm if you are planning to sleep here tonight then sure." You were about to retreat your hand but just in time he caught it making you roll your eyes. He carefully stood up holding his ass, still wincing in pain.

"Tryna act nice after doing the deed huh." After he stood upright, you pulled your hand back.

"Uh huh nice name, Bunny." You emphasized on the name making him scoff. "What are you doing here though?"

"It's a public show so of course, I came to watch it." He rolled his eyes.

"I'm not asking about that, Aera. I'm asking what are you doing here, backstage." He pointed his fingers at the hall you both were standing in.

"Oh, the VIP section is being led out the arena through the backgate since the front gates are flooding." You stated.

"Wait what? How are you in the VIP section?" You furrowed your brows at the query. "Well Azalea got free tickets from someone so we came since we didn't have any other work. And why? Aren't we allowed in there?"

"No it's not that. I meant to say it's kinda surprising and Azalea's here with you, where's she?" Your eyes widened in realisation.

"Oh shit, she went to the washroom and then this happened. She doesn't know where I am, she might be dead worried, I gotta go." You tried running away but a hand caught your wrist stopping you in your tracks.

"Wait!" You turned around to see Jungkook's firm grip on your wrist.

"You can't disclose what you saw, including Azalea." You gave him a quizzically look making him roll his eyes. "I'm talking about me being Bunny, the popular formula 1 racer."

"And why is that so?" You raised your left brow.

"Because I said so." You swung your hand out from his grip and crossed your arms across your chest.

"Oh? So are you my dad now?" He stared at you for a second before chuckling. He stepped a bit closer to you making you involuntarily step back. He again stepped forward but before you could step away, his hand found a way around your waist and pulled you against him making you loudly gasp at his audacity.

"What are you doing? Let go!" You tried wriggling out of his grip but his hand around your waist tightened. "So you're not gonna listen huh?"

You whipped your head up and felt your breath get stuck in your throat. Now when your face was just inches away from his, nose practically brushing against each other's, his features were clearly visible. You could see how sparkly his round doe eyes were, nose anyone would want to boop, lashes casting shadows on his round cheeks with a scar on the left cheek, soft pink lips and a really sharp jawline. He was beautiful, mesmerisingly beautiful, unintentionally making your heart skip a beat.

A wisp of cool, minty air on your face got you back to earth. When realisation dawned upon you, you accidently kneed him in his ding-dong to get out of this couple like pose. He let out a loud yelp, releasing his grip on you and clutched it in pain. "Uh..."

His face instantly snapped up, a angry look stuck onto his features and that was the moment you knew you kinda sorta fucked up. 'Brb, gotta dashi run run!'

So you immediately stepped back and took off into the direction you came from, "Aera stop!"

You turned around to see the angry pig chasing you and began running as fast as you could with loud screeching sounds leaving your lips. As you furthur ran, you noticed a silhouette jogging in your direction. The figure stopped in it's tracks so you took the opportunity to stand behind that person to shield you from the beast trailing behind.

"Woah woah wha-" the person was cut off when you abruptly pushed him towards Jungkook who didn't stop, causing him to stumble forward and hit the pig.

"Ouch!" Both of them fell to the ground shielding their face with their hands.

"Woman, what's wrong with you?!" Jungkook yelled while still crying in pain.

"Ahhh my handsome face is now ruined!" The silhouette was none other than Kim Taehyung. He was laying flat on the ground groaning like a dying horse. You cringed at the sight while they stood up rubbing their noses.

"Well who told you to pull me this close to you?!" You accusingly pointed your fingers at him causing Taehyung to raise his eyebrows.
You chose to ignore him and kept glaring at Jungkook. "Maybe it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't tried to practically lock me in your embrace."

"I was just trying to warn you." He pouted while you huffed in annoyance. "Yeah right warn, more like trying to kiss me."

"Holy shit, you did what now??" Taehyung looked back and forth between you two with eyes as wide as a night owl while Jungkook's cheeks flushed red. "Ask that to your best friend here." You crossed your arms across your chest. Just when Jungkook was about to speak, your phone ring blared making you snap your eyes at the caller ID displaying Azalea's name.

"Fuck, I gotta go!" Before you could leave you heard Jungkook state, "You won't say about this to anyone or else it won't end up good and I mean it, Aera." He warned.

You looked at him and scoffed, "Oh, tryna threaten me now Jeon? Well then watch me do it." Winking at him, you sprinted off and out of sight.

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After an hour of getting bombarded with questions, you finally got home. Slipping your shoes off, you slumped onto the couch and released a breath of relief. Relieved because Azalea actually believed your lame lies. After sprinting away from the two idiots, you saw her standing at the same spot you left from. The first thing she did was hit you followed by a dumpster of questions. Where, when, why, etc. So you just gave her a stupid explanation of trying to find the exit but by mistakenky taking a different path and getting lost.

Speaking of idiots, you still remember the foolish threat Jeon Jungkook spoke of, ''It won't end up good and I mean it, Aera.'' You mimicked his voice and scoffed. 'Like I give two shits.'

You decided not to ponder upon it because it really was a waste of time. You then thought of going upstairs and inform Yoongi about your arrival. Hopping up the stairs, you ignored his doormat of a cat showing it's middle finger with the words fuck off written in bold - and entered his psychotical dark and twisted bedroom to find it empty. Those huge Eminem posters on the wall used to scare you at some point because with the lights turned off, it looked as if a creature with a shiny mic was sitting on the walls but now, you just don't care anymore.

Your brows furrowed in confusion upon not finding him in his bedroom. You undoubtedly remember him saying you to come early plus he never mentioned about going out or else he would've informed.

Suddenly you heard the front door open making you rush downstairs to see Yoongi removing his shoes on the porch. You carefully approached him and stood behind him, "Yoongs?"

He got startled and swiftly turned around with wide eyes and parted lips. Now when you could clearly see him in the lights, your face twisted in pure confusion. His outfit consisted of black leather pants adorned with a white top and a black bomber jacket draped on his right shoulder. "Oh Aera, I didn't expect you to come this early."

You glanced at the clock behind him, "It's past  ten Yoongs, you asked me to be on time. Where were you though?"

"Umm I was at Jin's place for a group project." He scratched the back of his head.

"You could've informed me atleast?" You saw him fumble with his keys before tossing them in the bowl. "Uh sorry, it came up suddenly so I forgot."

You hummed before an unknown scent wafted through your nose. Sniffling it furthur, you grimaced. "Okay...but why are you wearing those pants and why do you smell as if you took a bath in petrol?"

"Geez, why can't I wear them and what's with those sudden questions?" He then yawned. "Anyways, I'm tired, goodnight." He swiftly walked past you and upstairs into his room, closing the door behind him with a soft thud.

Something was definitely off. In all the years you've known Yoongi, practically since birth, he never wore leather pants. Once when he was sixteen and had just entered high school, he wore leather pants to a party as it was a trendy style back then. He came back home and legit tore off his thirty-seven dollar pants saying it was too tight and suffocating for his fat ass, and swore to never wear it again.

You decided to not bother about it and made a mental note to ask Jin about it sometime later. For now you were damn sleepy, so you scurried upstairs into your room.

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A/N: Y'all ready for Festa 2020 as well as Bang Bang Con 2 ACTUALLY live with them? 👀💜

I miss long hair jungoo :(