BTS · Y/n story by @VV

The bass rattled through your chest before you even reached the venue doors. The late afternoon sun was hot on your shoulders, the air electric with the buzz of a crowd that had been queuing since dawn.

Friend 1

grabbing your arm Oh my god, we're actually here. We're actually here. I think I'm gonna cry.

Friend 2

laughing, shoving past a security guard Move your ass, Y/n, we need front row. I didn't wait twelve hours for a spot behind a tall dude.

You let yourself be dragged, stumbling past security checkpoints and through the maze of barricades. The stage lights were blinding up close, the hum of equipment echoing through the open air.

???

offstage, laughing Yah, Namjoon, don't run off with my mic again!

Your heart stopped. You knew that voice. Had known it your whole life, even if you barely remembered his face.