Beom

Taehyung and I get ready our shoot. We are told that we need to do a couple of shoots on the railway tracks. The first shot they want involves him hitting a phone over the train with a golf club.

"So I just have to hit the phone... alright you can do this Tae, just swing, and you'll hit it." He says to himself.

"Taehyung what's wrong?" I ask squatting down far enough so I don't get hit as he does a few practice swings.

"I'm afraid that I won't hit the fake phone." He admits smiling sheepishly, "My hand eye coordination is not the best."

"I'm sure you'll be fine." I smile back.

"But am I like doing this right?" He asks, and swings one more time for me to critique.

"I think it would be easier to hit if you hold the stick like this." I stand up and hold my hand out for the golf club. He hands it over, and I swing. "Like this."

He practices with out the club.

"Ya that seems right!" I say encouragingly.

"No no, I feel like it isn't... wait! Let me copy you position!"

"Sure." I say shrugging. I go to position one, and Taehyung comes over, and studies the position I'm in, walking around me in a circle. He then bends down to study me in a different angle, and although I want to laugh at his concentration, I try to stay as still as possible. He goes behind me, and all of a sudden, I feel his arms snack around me, and grasp the club. I freeze.

"Okay~" he sings softly, he backs away, "I'm imprinting the position into myself... processing...processing... and boom." He lets go of me then hits the exact pose that I'm in.

"Wow..." I put my hand on my heart.

"What is the position wrong?" He asks innocently.

"My heart... don't you dare do that again!" I say holding a hand to my chest, and point another finger at him accusingly.

"Me?.. what did I do wrong?" He asks tilting his head to the side.

"You, know exactly what you ugh-"

He smirks giving me a knowing smile.

I get cut off by the director, "okay guys, I'm ready for you."

Taehyung quickly whips around and places a more innocent look on his face, and I roll my eyes. Taehyung positions himself ready for the swing after placing the fake phone on top of the water bottle on the ground, and I stay squatting far away enough so he doesn't hit me.

Taehyung does a fake swing, and then another, and another, stoping just before he actually touches the phone.

"Taehyung, just relax and swing it." I advise.

"But what if I miss it!?" he takes another fake swing. 

"Just do it they want the shot!" I notice that the director-hyung is starting to get a little impatient.

"But what if I actually hit it!"

"Isn't that what you want?! I mean it's kinda the point to hit it." I give a little exasperated sigh.

"But-"

"Pretend its fake Gucci!" I say thinking about anything that would make him mad enough to just hit the god damn phone,

Bam

"See, you hit it."

He hangs the bat over his shoulder like he is a gangster, and wipes his mouth with his hand, then pushes his hair back.

"Stop looking like you are a sexy badass after just simply hit a phone off a water bottle with a golf club."

Taehyung smirks at me. "Then I'd like to see you try. "

"Fine." I put my hand out waiting for the golf club, while the director and his staff looking over the clip, deciding what part to cut, and which to keep. "Do you have a fake phone?"

He hands me a phone, and I place it down, and prep myself for my swing. Suddenly the phone turns on with a notification. "WAIT IS THIS A REAL PHONE!" I exclaim. I see that it's a notification from Jimin.

"Oh whoops, that's the wrong one." Taehyung says casually picking the phone back up, and then takes another one out of his other pocket, and puts it on the water bottle.

"Are you kidding me!? Do you want to make sure it's not real. Like I would hate to DESTROY YOUR REAL PHONE, ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE A MESSAGE FROM JIMIN!" I yell as I take a swing, and the fake phone does a graceful arc, and lands on the other side of the tracks. Taehyung claps wildly, and I take a bow. Someone joins into the clapping, and I stand up from the bow to see Jimin.

"That was a good swing." he smiles, and I blush. "Thanks." I really am never going to be able to get over my bias complement me. Especially when I am feeling more feminine in these clothes. Let me go die in a hole then come back as the male version of myself and pretend that I have my life together.

"Aren't you supposed to be filming right now?" Taehyung asks throwing a hand over my shoulder. Jimin gives that hand a look, and Taehyung runs his lips over his teeth, and runs his hand through his hair tilting his hair back, and looking down at me, then back at Jimin. There is somewhat of an uncomfortable silence.

"So about your filming?..." I ask, and the tension breaks.

"Oh we already finished our together sections... and next is just Hobi."

"Wow... you were pretty fast." I say, and he smiles back. "I mean Taehyung, you should learn something from him."

Taehyung scowls a little bit, and Jimin smiles a little more.

"Okay, let's go to the scene that will go before this one when we are simply walking on the train tracks..."

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Time skip

After our shoot, I rush back to our changeroom, and rush to change out of my costume, and the Noonas help me get ready for my next shoot... my shoot as my male version of myself. Minny comes in to the change room.

"Oh you look so seeexxxyyy" she grabs my face in her hands, and studies my face closely, "Yep you look hot and unrecognizable. Look at you making me question my sexuality."

I blink, "Um thanks? I guess I pass your evaluation." I joke, referring to all the times she criticizes me for what I wear. 

She relctantly releases my face, and takes a step back to see my whole outfit. 

"Yep, you pass, so get out there and shoot a film." She pats my cheek. We stare at each other for a little bit.

"Beom, are you ready?" The walkietalkie crackles to life. That breaks us apart.

"Go get them Beom" Minny encourages me as I check the mirror one more time. As I exit, Minny slaps my but.

I get out of the changeroom, and hurry to the sight location, which is just a bit further along the tracks. Mok spots me, and waves me over. She pulls me in by my arm, and brings her mouth near my ear.

"Wow you do brushed up quite well Handsome." I blush

Mok smirks at my blush, "Cute" she laughs. "But I was just kidding, it's just that you look a lot like Jin."

It's as if the mention of Jin summons the monster... Rap Monster that is. How did he even find me?...

"Hey Beom!" he pulls me in a headlock. He smiles at Mok, "Hey, Mok right?" she nods her head, "I'm sorry for interupting, I just came over to see how my darling new member is doing."

"First of all," Mok says with a raised eyebrow, "You don't need to fake it, Mr. BoyfriendofJin. You really just came over cause you heard us talk about him, and secondly, before you ask yes I am the Mok who Jin told you about."

"Wow... you're straight forward." I say, looking at Namjoon's gaping face. Yep, Mok hates beating around the bush.

"Wa- Wa- Wait" Namjoon stutters.

"And no you don't have to worry about me stealing your precious boyfriend. We are like best Mom friends. You know, we met for tea, and talk while ocassionally spilling tea. He actually gave me this great recipe for sweet potatoes recently. Jin is such a fun person to talk to. Listening to all his problems... His life is certainly entertaining due to you and your members. I know all the Mom gossip, so Mr. Kim Namjoon, I know all about you." She narrows her eyes, "And you better treat Jin right or else."

Namjoon bows his head. Wow even Namjoon is submitting to my devil of a leader. He's about to open his mouth, but Mok cuts him off.

"Oh, and I can't tell you where he is hiding." she throws a glace at me. "But I can tell you this. He misses you guys a lot, and it's not any of your faults that he left... he also told me to tell you to wait for him. But I'm sure you know that without me having to tell you that." She looks over at me again. "Oh, and don't even try to get anything out from this idiot. I know that she can become pretty close and open with her members... at least she is with us. But if you dare to ask her about it, or if I hear that the boys are pestering her about Jin, I won't hesitate to kidnap you in the dead of night, and sell you on the black market, because I know somewhere out there there will be hoards of people that will buy you. Or maybe I'll just rip your balls out with my bare hands, and sell those. It depends on which will sell for more." She smiles innocently. "And don't think I won't find out. Because anytime I see Beom come to us with tear stains on her face, you better sleep with one eye open."

"Okay, we are ready for you!" Director-hyung calls for us. Wow Mok truly has great timing. 

Mok turns around and calls back sweetly, "We'll be there soon." She turns back around, flashes one more fake smile at Namjoon, and nods her head, then grabs my by my upper arm, and drags me over to the director.

"Wow Mok, you were pretty scary there..." I say as we make our way over.

"Was I?" she pouts cutely, making a fist, and bringing it to her head, and sticking her tongue out, and winking, "Whoops, silly me."

I laugh at her agyeo. 

We get to the director, and he tells us the shot that he wants.

Namjoon

Wow that woman is scary... when Jin had to cancel one of our dates to meet with this Mok, I'm not going to lie, I got a little bit jealous... okay, maybe really jealous. And he hadn't even explained to me the situation to me. That they were "Mom friends?"... We had that fight just before he left for break.... it was one of the reasons why I blamed myself for him leaving... when he came back and found the kitchen in disarray... lets just say that I got mad and demolished a few things...Anyways, Jin was not happy, and we had a big fight... Now that I think about it... Jin was feeling down the whole week before the fight... but I didn't notice. I was mad at him for meeting Mok earlier in the week, and when he met her again... well that was my last straw, and clearly it was Jin's too, because the next day, after practice, all that was left was his note. I had blamed myself for driving him away... but Mok says that it isn't any of our faults...

I think back to Mok and shiver. What she said about asking Beom about Jin... I shiver again. I will make it my duty to  not let any of the members to ask her about it... for everyone's safety... especially mine... what a scary leader she is... but one who clearly loves her members.

Jimin comes over, finished from his shoot. "That's where Beom is. I was looking all over for him. Where was he?"

"Bathroom." I say automatically.

Jimin gives me an eyebrow raise.

"Explosive diarrhea. " I saw automatically again. Shoot, why was that the first thing that came to mind. Beom will surly come for me later.

"O-kay... there really is such a thing as knowing too much." Jimin says doing a half turn piviot away from me and toward Beom. 

We stand together staring at the shooting...Jimin breaks the silence first. "You know... this is so weird. This was origionally supposed to be Jin... I mean, if he was still with us." He sniffs a little bit.

"I know..." That's all I can manage, that thought put me in a sad mood.

"Have you asked Beom about Jin yet?" Jimin asks abruptly. My mind flashes back to the conversation... well I guess it wasn't really a conversation, cause the word conversation indicates that there are two parties doing, pretty much the same amount of talking... and that didn't happen.

"NO!" I exclaim.

"What! Why didn't you ask Beom. If you don't, I'll just ask fo-" 

"NOOOOOOO!" I grab onto his arm. Listen here Jimin. "For all our own safety, we can't as Beom about Jin.

"Okay okay, leader. Whatever you say." Jimin looks at me like I lost a screw.

"I'm serious. I was threatened that if we asked him about Jin, we would be kidnapped at night, and be sold on the black market, or have our balls ripped out.

"Okay, okay Hyung! I get it." you don't have to involve me with your violent Mafia bets or whatever is going on here.

If only it was the Mafia. They would probably be less terrifying than Mok. I think in my head.

"Okay then I'll just ask the other Beom. Do you know where she is?" Jimin asks releasing himself from  my grip.

"No! You can't do that!" I grab for him again.

"Okay Hyung, chill. What's will all the Nos today.

"Just... just don't." I plead.

"Okay. fine, but then you're going to half to treat me to something." Jimin licks his lips.

"Fine." I groan.

"Thanks, love you leader."

I sigh. What I do for my members... and to not be sold on the black market.

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A/n

Hello lovely human beans~

Yessssssss another chapter!!! I hope this made you laugh, cause I laughed while planning this chapter... I hope you enjoyed it!

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