Your heart is racing in your chest. The air around you is thrumming with excitement. You wipe your palms on your jeans and grip the small gift you brought in your hands.

After hours of waiting, the doors to the fansign event finally open. Groups of event staff members quickly get into formation and guide the mass of fans into the room.

You hurry inside and stand next to a group of girls that are already in tears. "Min Yoongi!!! Why do you do things to hurt me?!?!" one of the girls wails.

After a few minutes, they appear. The Seven Angels.

The boys file out to their respective chairs, beaming widely and waving to screaming ARMYs.

Your breath catches in your throat. Your heart skips a beat and a smile steals across your lips.

Row by row, fans are lead up to the boys. After what feels like an eternity, your row is next. Your heart is racing and your hands are shaking. A staff member motions you forward. Your eyes widen. You stay rooted to the spot, your mind frozen.

Behind you, other ARMYs are getting impatient. "Hurry up!" One of them shouts. An angry chorus of "yeah"s and "move along"s rise throughout the room.

As the last of the fans from the previous row start to leave the stage, BTS glances over at the crowd. They murmur among themselves and glance in your direction. They look concerned.

A staff member walks over to you, their voice clipped and professional. "We need you to hurry up. If you don't want to see them, please leave the line."

You open your mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a tiny squeak.

You nod hollowly, making your way over to the panel of boys you never in a million years thought you'd actually see in person. As you get closer, Tae makes eye-contact with you and offers an encouraging smile.

When you see Namjoon, your eyes fill with tears. You pause when he smiles at you. You try to keep your tears from flowing as you shake your head and walk over to him.

"Hi!" Namjoon beams at you. After a moment, he speaks. "Are you alright?"

You quickly nod, unable to speak.

"Ah," Namjoon murmurs. "Are you nervous to meet someone today?"

You nod again; you're worried you must look like a bobble-head to this beautiful boy.

"It's alright," Namjoon says, giving you a reassuring smile. "Just practice with me so you won't be nervous in front of your bias. You can move on when you're ready, okay?"

"Okay," you murmur.

"Alright." Namjoon sits up straighter, training his earnest gaze on you. He clears his throat and you giggle. "Hi! I'm your bias. You look nice today. Are you enjoying the event?"
He's so casual and he doesn't even know he's your bias.

You take a deep breath and give him your brightest smile. The tears you've been holding back flow freely now, but you don't move to wipe them away. "I'm having a lot of fun," you reply. "This is my first fanmeet. I actually have something for you."

"Ah," Namjoon smiles, still in character. "I hope we make it a good one for you!"

You hand him a small keychain and he grins.

"Wow," he exclaims, his smile warming your chest. "This is so cute! Thank you!"

You smile, heat rushing to your face.

"See?" Namjoon's gaze is proud. "You did great! Just pretend it's me instead of your bias." He moves to hand you back the keychain.

You shake your head. "That was a gift for you. You're who I was most nervous to meet. You're my bias."

Namjoon pauses for a moment, then he covers his face with his hands. He blesses you with a dazzling smile. "Thank you so much! I hope I helped make this a good time for you."

You can't keep the smile from your face as you greet the next member in line.

(GOOD LUCK AT THE IHEART AWARDS TONIGHT, BOYS!! WE LOVE YOUUUU!!)