"What?!"

"Yeah."

"No!"

"Why not?"

"........."

Seriously, I'm not even invited there, why should I go? I looked at Jungkook with a 'are you joking' face.

"Who said you're not invited? you are." Jungkook whined leaning against the counter.

"Jungkook, this is the MAMA not your aunt's house warming party." I stated the obvious.

"And who said you'll be invited to my aunt's house warming party." He cocked his eyebrow making me annoyed. What a bitch.

"Exactly." I said and turned around.

"Okay okay sorry, but Y/n though you were not nominated for anything or asked to perform, your name was mentioned in the invitation letter." I looked back at him with a frown.

"How come I don't know that?" I asked emphasizing on the I.

"Well because Mr. Park did not tell you yet?" He shrugged.

"What a trashcan." I mumbled to myself.

"Agreed." Well maybe I tried to mumble to myself but it didn't seem to work.

-

It was like a bowl with us sitting in the middle and all the fans of multiple groups on the part where the bowl spreads out. There was a giant field-like stage, chairs and tables.

Meanwhile, I was sitting on a seat beside Jungkook and drooling at the stage where god-like idols were performing. I shifted on my seat and looked around before inching near Jungkook.

"Excuse me for a sec." I whispered close to his ear so that he could hear me over the blasting music, he flinched and looked at me before slightly nodding and I stood up. I nervously walked past the group of fine men and found myself sighing in relief when I saw the sign of the restroom. I quickly entered the empty place and got over with my business.

While I was washing my hand I looked at the mirror in front of me to see if my makeup needed a retouch or not.

Nah, you look fine as heck mommy.

I smiled, satisfied and put my hand under the dryer. That's when I kind of noticed something. All this time there was a bunch of people surrounding me so I didn't notice it but now that I'm all by myself in the restroom I can clearly smell it.

The odor of period. Oh no.

What the fuck, my period just finished yesterday and even now back in the stall I did not spot any hint of blood. I started panicking and opened my purse for any perfume only to find a container of liquid matte lipstick.

"Who carries just a small lipstick in a huge ass suitcase? except me." I sighed. God, I'm so desperate right now that even If I find air fresher I'm ready to spray it all over my body.

Okay, Y/n calm your ass down, if I didn't notice it back in the hall no one else will. With that, I took a deep breath and made myself out of the restroom only to make direct eye contact with my handsome worst nightmare.

"I thought you were taking too long so I came to check on you."

Jeon Jungkook.

"Yeah-no I'm fine, just retouching my makeup." I stuttered and walked in front of him squeezing my eyes shut. We were walking towards the main hall in silence and I was trying my best to keep a decent distance in between us.

"Hmmm, smells like the lining of someone's uterus is constantly breaking down." His voice rang throughout the empty room, I stopped dead on my track.

Oh

My

God

My eyes went wide.

I harshly bit my lower lips and balled my hands into a fist, my face was flushed red with embarrassment and I was on the verge of tears.

This was literally the last thing I wanted to hear before my death. Breathe in, breathe out. Don't panic, hajima. I was getting ready to jolt out of the hallway whilst crying when I heard a puff followed by the sweet smell of fresh vanilla. I looked up only to see a small glass bottle that read 'eau de cologne vanille' filled with a crystal-like sparkling golden liquid. Then I looked at Jungkook.

"Well, it's the only cologne I use all the time so this is the only one I've got right now." He said while scratching the back of his neck with a smile.

You don't even have to mention that you use this all the time, I already know it very well because of how many times you suddenly become very mature and take some highly unexpected actions.

"But Isn't it for men then?"

"Well do you care about that now?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Not really." I smiled back at him in relief as we both started towards the hall.

Thank you soo much son--Jungkook. I really don't know what to do without you. (insert Blackpink's choreo. No wtf)

We entered the hall and almost immediately my eyes caught 12 long hands swaying in the air from a table, it didn't even take me a microsecond to guess whom those hands belong to.

"Aishh this is so embarrassing." Jungkook groaned from behind me and quickly hid his face with his hand.

We made our way towards the table and as I went closer I could see 6 suited men sitting together surrounding the table in the middle. They gestured both of us to sit down and I passed them a smile before taking a seat beside Taehyung.

The moment I sat down Taehyung stiffened up on his seat with his eyes shot open wide and his mouth ajar. I looked at him and frowned.

"Anything wrong?" I asked him and the moment I did his eyes went to the back of his head, scaring the shit out of me. I quickly scooted away from him.

He started making some sort of noise that I failed to analyze.

I looked at every single person sitting in front in terror but they continued to sing the absolute wrong lyrics to the song that was now being performed and didn't even bother to look at Taehyung's autistic behavior like it was their everyday cup of tae--tea.

"You smell like Jungkook~" Just these four words and in the blink of an eye everyone turned around and looked at me and I think one even snapped their spinal cord cause I heard a bone snapping sound.

"I'm fine! still alive and breathing." Namjoon said and held his neck with his hand while groaning before looking at me.

"What do you mean Tae?" Jimin questioned eyeing me.

"Jimin, look she smells exactly like Jungkook, you know? vanilla." Taehyung replied, mesmerized and Jimin immediately stretched out from his seat that was beside Taehyung's, came near me and sniffed me making me frown.

What a creep.

His eyes went wide.

"Yeah, she smells exactly like JK." He gasped.

"So?" Me being the innocent pure soul couldn't quite understand what made them react like that.

"You know." Jimin smirked.

"No."

"You know." This time Namjoon.

"What?" My patience was growing thin.

As I was getting annoyed Namjoon just went 👉👌 with his hands.

Jungkook started coughing and kept on coughing. My face went all red.

"Guys! What the hell." I exclaimed out of embarrassment.

"Yeah~" They all started cooeing with weird faces.

"No!" I denied.

"Then what?"

"People, can you touch your face?" They frowned at me like I was speaking in binary language but at last, did what I asked them to do.

"Is your nose there?" All of them nodded.

"Oh really, I thought it was wondering somewhere around my business." I said emphasizing the last part. Jungkook started laughing and banging on the table while all of them shot intense death glares at me.

"Hyungs Y/n is trying to ignore the question, see something's fishy." Taehyung squinted his eyes before continuing to make out-of-the-world sound effects.

"Ughh what's all this fuss about, nothing happened I gave my cologne to Y/n cause she was on he-"

"Jungkook shut up, it's personal."I shouted cutting Jungkook off.

"ohhhhh~ she said it's personal ehhhhhh~" And they started again.

"Ladies and gentlemen let us make our evening more eventful by ending the award ceremony with the biggest category of the night, The Artist Of The Year." A man in a black suit announced in the mike causing everyone to forget what they were talking about previously and avert their attention towards the man.

Thank you so much God, I swear this time I'll offer you an entire Cadbury eclair and not just the wrapper.

"And the nominees are bla bla bla bla and BTS." I felt really excited for them for they were nominated for such a great award, I looked at them and clapped. But surprisingly they didn't look nervous, they were just relaxed and looking at the man on the stage. (pffft these bitches always know that they are gonna win)

"Annnd the award for the The Artist Of The Year goes to...." I clasped my hands together and prayed so that the man would say BTS. The entire hall fell silent.

"Bangtan Sonyeondan!" The entire crowd started roaring with cheers and I unclasped my hands with a small smile on my face.

Aishh, maybe not this time.

"Don't lose hope I'm sure next ti-" I turned towards them to tell them that they were awesome and better luck next time only to find them all going towards the stage with proud smiles on their face while waving at Army.

What the hell, the person said Bangtan Sonyeondan not BTS or Beyond The Scene then where are they going? I ran up to Jungkook.

"Where the hell are you going?" I asked Jungkook following him.

"Really? that's the first thing you say after we won the award, not even a congratulation?"

WHAT!

"But they said Bangtan S- "

"Aishh pabo...Beyond The Scene is the English full form of BTS while the Korean and the main one is Bangtan Sonyeondan, get it." Jungkook said with a smile leaving me feel like a brainless potato.

But he told me the other one, how will I know? I stopped following them as they went up the stage to receive the award.

"You know Bulletproof Boy Scout?" Jin whispered into my ears and went up the stairs as he was the last one in line.

Besides all the confusion I smiled brightly at the sight of all of them receiving the award together. Namjoon gave a speech as the leader and of course, thanked Army for their endless support, shit son Namjoon really knows what he is doing.

After Namjoon finished his speech he stepped aside and just when I thought that they were about to come down Jin stepped in front of the mike.

He grasped the mike with his hand and took a deep breath.

"A R M Y!!"

Okay so I remember how some readers snapped at me for writing Beyond The Scene as the full form of BTS and not Bangtan Sonyeondan well this is the reason why. I had other plans.

Also today's writing did not turn out great, I'll try my best to be better :)