Beom

"Ummm... Hi...I think I that Beom...No actually, I am Beom. Like in the sense that my name is Beom, but like I don't know if I am the famous Beom you are talking about." I hesitate to stumble over my ideas as I am in a presence of JACKSON WANG! "But I mean you... you...you are beeping JA- JA- JACKSON WANG"

"Hey. I'm beeping Jeon Jungkook!" Jungkook pouts blocking the view I have of Jackson.

"Hey but 'Oh lord Oh lord I truly feel blessed' that Jackson Wang is here."

"Ayyyyyyyy that's my song!" Jackson cheers pumping the air. "But I'm serious are you Beom like the Beom related Jin-hyung like Beom from Geo-"

I start coughing once I hear the direction Jackson is starting to go towards. "I think- *cough cough* I need-*wheeze* to get some-*cough and wheeze* water. Jackson, care to-*dies slightly to try to get Jackson out of the room* help me get some water?" I motion outside.

Thankfully Jackson gets up before he can say anymore, and jumps to my aid before I need to fake a cough again. He escorts me over to the door, and once we are in the hallway and the door is closed, I stop pretending that I have a toad down my throat and push him up against the wall.

"What were you going to say about me out there?" I ask trying to sound menacing, and I think it works because Jackson looks a little bit scared. "I heard you start to mention another group name. But how would I be able to be in another group if I was in BTS?"

"But you're... I- I- I swear you are Beom from Geode."

I slam the wall next to his head.

"I mean... There is a Beom in Geode who looks like you, and in fact, I think is you because if you look carefully, you have the same mannerisms, and you have the same smirk. Also you..."

I squint my eyes at him and his voice starts to fade.

"I mean aren't you the same... same person? Like both Beom in BTS and Geode?" Jackson asks timidly.

I pull away from him, crouch into a ball, and run my hands over my face. How can I get it into this thickheaded idiot's mind that we are not the Beoms are two different people even though they are both me? But that's not something Jackson or anyone else (besides my members, the staff at Big Hit, Namjoon and Jung Jungkook) should know.

"Would you believe me if I said that we were twins?" I ask raising my eyes to meet his hopefully.

Jackson just laughs at that. "Twins?!! That's good. Only an idiot would believe that you and Beom from Geode are twins."

I frown thinking out loud, "But BTS believed that lie. Should I try to come up with a better fabrication?..."

Jackson's laughter doubles, "Of course they would! Of course, they would. Those pabos are so dense, they wouldn't even be able to tell the difference between Hoseok and a horse."

"Hey, give them some credit. I think they would at least be able to figure that out."

"But I still got you to confess that you lied to BTS about the twin thing." I freeze and mentally curse myself for letting that slip. Jackson crouches down to my level to stare me in the eyes "So, Kim Beom, tell me the truth"

"I-ummm...ah..."

"Beom are you okay? You've been out there for a while. Oh my gosh, why are you on the floor!? Are you feeling dizzy? Do you want me to go grab you some strawberry milk or something?" A concerned Jimin emerges from the dressing room, and upon seeing me and Jackson crouched on the ground, rushes over and helps me up. I play weak and fall into his arms.

" I'm okay hyung. I think I just need to just go sit down." I lay my head on his chest, totally not taking advantage of the situation. Afterall I am in with my bias, and wouldn't dream about it. Jimin wraps one hand around my waist to support me and helps me back to the changeroom. I see Jungkook in the doorway glaring at us. Why is he mad?

"Jimin, I can take over from-" Jungkook begins, but I cut him off

"Jungkook, can you go check on Jackson? I feel like there is something that you may need to clear up with him." Jungkook's expression changes from angry to hurt (probably because I interrupted him) to confusion, and then finally (hallelujah, I hope he understands what I'm getting at) to understanding.

"Ya." He grins and cracks his knuckles... now I'm slightly concerned for Jackson. I mean, he's a great guy and an amazing singer and rapper (and funny... he's a straight riot)... but I can't have him blabbing about my secret. Man, I sound like I'm part of the mafia right now. "I'm sure that I can help Jackson." And with that Jungkook leaves the doorway to go to Jackson, and Jimin and I enter the room.

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Time Skip

"Thank you so much for all your hard work." I bow to the last remaining staff before exiting the building. It's been a pretty packed day today. From stage rehearsals for BTS and Geode as well as more meetings with the staff and more practices, it's been a pretty busy day, so I'm rather surprised that I still have energy left. This week I'm back with Geode, which means that I can excuse myself, and have dinner with Jin and Du-Ho. Lately, we have been trying to find a new pet. Jin wants sugar gliders, and I like that idea, but I really want a parrot. That way I can teach it to nag the both of them even when I'm not there. Just trying to image a big colourful bird squawking at my brothers to annoy them makes me laugh, but it's not altogether a convincing argument to get one as a pet for my brothers.

I reach up to fix my wig and readjust it to cover my hairline, hiding the wisps that refuse to stay in the hair net.

Our house isn't that far away from the stadium, a quick 15 min walk away, so if I time this right (meaning that I don't get distracted by any food vendors) I should be able to get home just in time to sit down as Jin-oppa is setting food on the table. Which means that I wouldn't have had to set the table, or do any chores before I have to eat. Score!

I hear footsteps behind me, but I'm not alarmed. I mean I am on a rather busy road, and it's not like anyone would be stalking me. I'm not pretty or famous enough to have any fans following me (yet hopefully, but it's not like I want to be stalked, I just want Geode to become successful... once again plug for my group), and it's not like I'm in a book. So when I turn on the slightly less busy road, the person dressed in all black casting furtive glances at me from behind, should just continue on the main road.

Surprise, surprise. I'm wrong. It's fine. They probably need to go to the shops that are just down the road. I mean, in the 7-11 at the end of the street, and they have a great curry pork chop ramen. You can even heat up the box in the store and eat it on the spot! Maybe I should stop at the 7-11 for some snacks... wait...no. I need to be back for dinner! I pick up the pace remembering that I have food waiting for me at home.

Does the person who is going in the same direction as me speed up as well? Yes. Well looks like I'm not the only one who is excited by snacks and food.

As I approach the line of shops, I cast a look into the convex mirror, to try and get a closer look at the person following me. Although the person is wearing a black face mask which covers the lower half of their face, I can see their chocolate brown, puppy eyes.

It takes me a few moments to recognize who it is, but at last, I do (because I'm not that stupid). It's Jackson. Jackson Wang.

Well, maybe Mr. Puppywang wants some snacks. I pass the 7-11, and I hear the door open with a chime, and I assume Jackson went in because when I looked behind me, nobody was there. What a relief. I walked past the 7-11.

I continue walking, and decide to take the shortcut home, which involves going through one sketch alleyway, and hopping over my back yard's neighbor's fence (like the person who's backyard is facing my backyard). It's fine that I entered my backyard neighbor's property because they are Mok's parents. Mok has always been my backyard neighbor, and that why she and Jin-oppa are friends being so close in age. It's kinda annoying because they are like "mom-friends" and always exchange recipes and gossip about people.

I head over to the sliding door at the back of the house, and slide the door open, and call out, "I'm home! Jjangu give me the love and affection that I need." I slip my shoes off as the white little snowball comes streaking towards me, jumping for joy at the sight of me. I start petting her, and she immediately rolls onto her stomach so I can give her a belly rub. I kneel down so that I can give her cute little tummy all the rubbing it needs.

"Oh wow. Look whose home." I look up and see Du-Ho, "thanks for helping set the table, food is  already on the table."

"No problem, that's why you have a Noona. So that you can set up her place at the dinner table." I say giving Jjianji one last affectionate pat. I take off my jacket, and pick up my shoes and make my way to put them away.

"Well, you're in luck because you have an extra place to set up tonight." I look in the foyer, and there is an extra pair of sneakers...

"Who's the guest?" I ask mildly curious. I'm lying, I'm not curious at all. I just want the food.

"I'm the guest."

I look up and there is Mr. chocolate-eyed-puppy-Wang. Mandu. Freaking Jackson Wang.

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A/n

Hello lovely human beans~

I almost didn't post today because today I went to Blue Mountain (which is this ski resort) for the whole day, and even though I didn't ski that much, I feel so tired. 

Right now the chapters that I'm writing are so long, so even though I feel like I'm writing a lot, it isn't as far along (chapter wise) as I would like it to be. But it's fine because I'm happy with what I wrote so far.

Anyyous, thank you so much for reading this chapter, and see you next week with a new update!

Peace Out.