My best friend has hauled me out to a Rock concert tonight. I don't even know the band and on top of that, I don't really like Rock. This should be fun...

Seconds after arriving she jumps out of the truck and yanks my hand to the gathering around the stage. I fight to keep up with her as best I can but my feet can't run as fast as the leader of the track team. I guess she just expected me to keep up but I somehow manage to lose her hand and my balance, falling hard on the turf. This idiot didn't even acknowledge me and kept operating further into the horde. I sigh and find my feet again, and suddenly everyone's back of their head looks the same, it'll take me ages to find her...

The gatherers are really pushy so I fear I may never find her in time. I peer down at my watch, the concert's going to start any minute now. And as if my realization were the timers peak, the lights of the stage dim and so a stampede comes galloping my way. I couldn't brace myself any better than I did by affirming the uproar before being imprisoned between two parties of people, as I said, this should be fun. I'm thumped to the floor and trampled all over, honestly though, don't you people realize you're standing on a human? This is why mortals are frightened of fangirls.

After a lot of effort to try and stand up, I find that it's hopeless against the cage of legs. It's quite funny how I'm stuck here actually, I just hope my friend's having a good time... Squeals and screams surge behind me unexpectedly and a body appears, it takes its strong arms and hoists me up. I thought it'd just rescue me and leave but it pulls me out of the muddle, it all happened so fast. When I catch my breath I realize that we're behind the curtains of the stage, someones got a backstage pass.

“Hey, are you good?” It's a man who stands dangerously close to me, but his features aren't visible just yet.

I hold my forehead and nod, “Y-Yeah, I'm okay I think.” And finally, his face is unravelled as he looks out onto the stage. This man is mighty sexy.

He whirls his head back to face me, “Did you come alone?” He inquires peering into my eyes, he has such a paralyzing gaze.

I shake my head, “No, I kind of lost her. Well, she lost me.” I clarify compelling him to cackle.

“Stoic will help you find her, ” He states and a tall man in a black suit steps next to me, “Be careful in the herd of fangirls, they're kind of dangerous.” He jests.

I smile wickedly, “I wonder what gave you that impression.” I return the favour with a hint of sarcasm, he gave me an amused smirk then disappears into the darkness of the curtains.

The bodyguard guides me out and into the crowd. I knew why my friend was running before, so that she could get to the lip of the stage before anyone else. And that's where I found her, I give her hell for leaving me behind but her being her, she only cracks up. Moments after Stoic the bodyguard disappears, a loud drum beats in our chests. A spotlight appears on the drummer as he opens up for the first track, my friend doesn't stop screaming beside me. And one by one, the bang members appeared onto the large stage.

“Jungkook's coming! Jeon Jungkook is coming!” She cries with her hands extended over the railing keeping us four feet from the stage. She's going absolutely mental, I've never seen her so thrilled to watch a band live ever.

I bow close to her ear, “Which one is Jungkook?” I shout over the cheers of fans.

“The lead guitarist! You'll know him when you see him, he's smoking hot!” She retorts just as loud. And finally, the lead guitarist and last member to introduce appears on stage. My jaw hung open and my eyebrows flung up, I should've known he was famous otherwise why would he have a bodyguard?

“That's him!” My friend confirms pointing right at him, the guy who saved me from the fangirls. “Jeon Jungkook I love you!” She howls. And from hearing her loud outcries Jungkook looks our way, but not to look at my friend. He sneers down at my stunned expression, riffing his guitar to make the girls scream and sending me a mischievous wink. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that he wanted everyone to see. “Did he just wink at you!?” My friend turns to me eagerly.

I wobble my head and shrug, “We kind of ran into each other when you deserted me,” I explain although, that's all I could say before the lead singer cries out into the mic, funny, I don't like this genre but I have a feeling I'm going to like this.

“Let's go!” The band starts playing and the mob goes wild.

The band projected so much energy, banging, strumming, and singing with the most passion I've ever seen. I felt everything they felt as they delivered, not a moment went by that I didn't relish. I close my eyes and throw my hair around, the crowd isn't as tight now that we're all dancing and jumping. I didn't know the lyrics but I got the hang of screaming the right things on time, otherwise, I just let my body lose itself. I never thought I'd say this, but thank goodness for my persistent and annoying friend for carrying me out here. I frankly missed the music so much when the show ended with their final and foremost amazing track, and just like that, I love Rock n Roll.

The lead singer steps into the mic, out of breath. “Thank you guys for coming out to share your energy with us, it's a dream come true to have such a solid fanbase to support us. You're the best audience a band could ask for, we couldn't have asked for a better army of fans. We love you guys!” He concludes and it's accurate to say the whole field of people cried out to them.

The majority of the show, I felt Jungkooks eyes on me and continuously caught him starring at me. I'm not sure what he found so infatuating but there must've been something there the way he looked at me, his eyes were so focused yet so dazed. I returned the favour and made sure to make him blush as hard as I did, but thanks to the lighting he hid it well, but not from everyone.

As the band leaves my friend and I walk back to the truck, although she blocks the door before I can enter. “You're not getting in this car until you tell me everything!" She pressures with a fierce tinge, I saw this coming a mile away.

I sway sheepishly, “I fell, he helped me up, took me backstage, and that's it.” I clarify simply.

She sighs dramatically, “You lucky dick!” She yelps, “Imagine being backstage with Jeon Jungkook...” She trails off.

I shrug, not acknowledging the individual behind me. “It really wasn't that special,” I assure her.

“That hurts,” I spin around to find Jungkook standing smugly with his hands in his pockets, he hums. “I thought it was kind of special,” Is he serious?

I couldn't answer before my friend runs towards him, “Oh my gosh! Can I hug you!?” Though it was a question, it came off more like a warning. She throws her arms around him and swoops him in her embrace. He must be so used to this by now.

I didn't even recall Stoic standing in the background but he sprang at the ideal time, attempting as gently as he could to pry my friend off of Jungkook. The picture is hilarious so I can't help but cackle, but I knew my friend wouldn't let go if I didn't help out. I jog up to them and yank her off.

“Come on, let him go,” I instruct until finally, she releases him. She recites how much she loves him until even him being so used to crazy devotees got a little uneasy, I hold her tight and pull her closer. “Alright, alright, get in the truck okay? I'm right behind you,” She departs hesitantly and walks to the truck, Stoic pursues after her to make certain that she actually gets in there. Leaving Jungkook and I alone.

He's starring so intensely at me... “What?” I murmur, not sure how to perform.

Jungkook beams, he seems so naughty. “Nothing just, I've never seen such an average peach, but somehow my eye was caught.” Did he literally just say that? It was more of an insult than a compliment for sure.

I lift my eyebrows and cross my arms, “Average? I am far from average, ” I refine directly. No man will call me something as low as that and get away with it, I'll show him.

He acknowledges, “Oh I know,” He tells as if he meant that the whole time. What is he up to?

I scowl, “I'm glad that's cleared up, why'd you say it?”

Jungkook shrugs innocently taking a step closer, “Was trying to piss you off,” Of course you were.

“You didn't,” I snap making my statement sound unbelievable.

He steps once more so the gap between us was mere, I had to look up to meet his playful eyes. “You're not average, okay?” Is he being sweet? “I want to see you again,” He proclaims.

I scoff, “I don't,” I do.

He sees through me and sneers, “Right in the feels.” His hand lifts and ropes around my midriff, why I let him I don't know, but I didn't revolt him as he heaved me closer so no air could pass between us. His eyes drop from my eyes and glance at my parted lips, “Kiss me,” He directs.

My eyebrows meet, “I don't even know you.” Fair point, yes, was he having it, no.

He grinds his lip between his teeth, “But you want to.” I roll my eyes influencing his chuckle, “You can't lie to me, babygirl.” Did her just..?

My mouth hangs open, “Babygirl!?” I shout, “Well any chances of you being kissed are gone because I was actually considering it.” I taunt him.

He smiles wickedly, “It's no harm done, it's just a kiss.” He assures, “Besides, you'll be the one missing out.”

The glare that came over me created the expression my friend calls the 'danger' face. When I'm about to do something completely reckless, foolish, or possibly dangerous this is the face they'll see. “Oh really?” I announce.

I scoop him into it with my teeth bared, if he thinks I'll be the one missing out on a phenomenal kisser then he's got it all wrong. We latch onto one another hungrily, he's right though, he's a really impressive kisser. His arms grow stronger around me compelling our hips to grind against one another, my hands glide up his shirt and relish the feeling of his defined muscles. His hands were a little naughtier than mine, reaching for my curves and rims desperately. His tongue was no better, cruising between my lips taking me by surprise every time. I returned the favour on many accounts, biting his lip being my preferred option. It surely felt like the world spun around us and time flew by, what felt like seconds as we collided could've only really been long minutes. I wish they'd have lasted longer when our lips released their suction.

His eyes soon catch mine and the sparks flew. He looks away and lets me go quickly, stepping away and clearing his throat. “Like I said, no harm done.” Suddenly he's so sharp.

I scratch the back of my neck nervously, “No harm done.” I quote.

Jungkook is joined by Stoic, giving me a final glance. “See you around,” That was all he could say before swerving and fleeing abruptly.

I brush it off and run to the trucks driver's seat door, I throw myself inside and start the car. My friend immediately starts asking questions and squealing on about how lucky I am. But I wasn't concentrating on anything she had to say as I recalled Jungkooks hands running up my shirt, roaming my bends, and kissing my lips all over again. Typical of me to be in this frame of mind, but the sensation was just so magical...

“No harm done, huh? Then why can't I stop thinking about you?”

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