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Sandeul visits Mun and Seokjinie on the Love Yourself World Tour.
*Sandeul's POV*
“Ahh, Mun-ah! There you are! I thought I was going to get lost in this stadium, it’s so huge!!” I said, seeing my friend Mun approach me as I wandered around the stadium. “Samdol! Why do I feel like you were trying to play hide and seek? As soon as I heard you were here, I called you, but you never answered your phone!” she said as we got closer. I pulled her into a hug as we greeted each other. “I thought it would be more fun this way,” I said with a laugh.
“Sounds like they finished their soundcheck?” I asked, hearing the generic background music playing from the main part of the stadium. “Yeah, they just finished like 15 minutes ago… the doors are opening soon, so this place will be swarming with ARMYs any minute,” she replied, beginning to lead the way backstage. “There are already a ton of fans lined up outside! I wasn’t sure if I would ever make it in!” I said with a laugh as I followed her.
Mun and I met almost a year ago at an awards show. At the time, she and Seokjin were just friends, but thanks to my help, the two finally admitted their obvious feelings for each other. Mun has become a close friend. She’s a genuine and loyal friend and she’s a perfect fit for Seokjin. She’s also a BANA and has supported B1A4 and our music in any way she can. BTS’s world tour perfectly lined up with our concerts in Japan, so I am happy to spend the evening with Mun and Seokjin.
“Seokjinie wanted to make sure he saw you before the concert, so we’ll go see him before finding our seats!” Mun said as we approached the backstage and was allowed in by the bodyguard. “I’m glad it worked out that I could come… The concert was all sold out, so I’m thankful we can attend it. Plus, it will give you a night off,” I said. “They always have a couple tickets reserved for guests of the members!” Mun replied with a smile. “I’m so glad you’re here too!! I don’t see many friends outside of the members and staff often enough,” she said, affectionately grabbing my arm.
“Ahhh, Sandeul-ah!” I heard the voice of Seokjin say as we rounded a corner and ran into him. “You made it! But what is this? Is it a date?” he asked teasingly as he eyed Mun’s arm still attached to mine. “Believe it or not, but I’ve never been on a date to a BTS concert, this is a first for me,” Mun teased back. “Seriously though, thank you for attending it with her! Mun-ah’s been working too hard and deserves to have a night just having fun from the perspective of an ARMY, not a staff,” Seokjin said to me.
"I’m so glad our schedules aligned so that we could! I feel like one date with Mun is sufficient payment for me getting you two together in the first place,” I said to Jin, which he smirked at. “Yahhh, you have a point, Sandeul. I know which section you’ll be in, so I’ll be watching out for you!” he replied. “Good luck, Seokjinie! I’ll see you later!” Mun said, giving him a peck on his cheek. “Good luck! I’m not kissing you,” I said with a laugh before Jin left us to get his hair and makeup done.
“Should we go get our seats?” I asked Mun when it was just the two of us again. “Let’s go to the breakroom first and get my stuff,” she said, heading towards one of the nearby rooms. She walked over to one corner and reached into a backpack, pulling out a small fanny pack and then an ARMY Bomb light stick. “I haven’t used this bad boy out in a while! Probably not since the WINGS World Tour!” she said, looking it over. “Ahh, that reminds me,” I said, slipping my backpack off my back. I reached in and pulled out two B1A4 light sticks. “We should totally use these tonight!” I said. “A B1A4 light stick at a BTS concert??” she asked with a laugh.
“You’re a BANA, aren’t you? And besides, it’ll help us stand out in the crowd,” I said, turning one of them on to reveal B1A4’s official light green color. “Why do I feel like that’s something Seokjinie would say?” Mun asked, taking the lit light stick from my hand. “This is such a cute light stick, though!!” she said, looking it over. “Oh! I have a great idea,” she said, reaching in her backpack and pulling out a journal. She pulled out a sheet of stickers that was shoved between two of the pages and pulled a sticker off the sheet, putting it on the bottom of the light stick.
“There we go,” she said, showing me the Jin sticker that she put on her light stick. “I put one sticker in my DSi but have been waiting for the perfect place to put my second one,” she explained before shoving her journal into her backpack and zipping it shut. “Ok, let’s get to our seats!” she said, excitedly. “Let’s goooo!” I said in a sing-song voice, offering her my arm as we skipped out of the room and through the hall to the main part of the stadium, feeling the adrenaline already.
We followed our tickets to the left of the stage in a smaller section with a good view and took our seats. “So how is your solo album coming along?” Mun asked me while we waited for the concert to start. “It’s finished, actually! My comeback will be in just over two months,” I told her. “Wait, really? I had no idea it was so soon!! How come you haven’t told me?” she asked. “Ahhh, you’re literally traveling the world right now! I didn’t want to bother you with a thing as small as my comeback,” I replied.
“Hey, your comeback is NOT a small thing!! I’m so excited to hear all your new music!” she said. Though I haven’t known her for long, Mun was always a big supporter of me and my music. She has said before that I’m her favorite vocalist… besides her boyfriend of course. Though I haven’t told her, nor do I know if I’ll tell her… she and Jin were a big inspiration to my new album. Seeing how much they love each other fueled my songwriting. It’s kind of embarrassing, so I haven’t mentioned that small detail to them.
“Mun-ah, you’re always so faithful in supporting me and my music,” I said to her, grinning from ear-to-ear. “Uh, yeah!! How many times do I have to tell you you’re my favorite singer?” she asked. “I’m such a big fan of you that I'm literally about to wave around your light stick at a BTS concert,” she added. I laughed and shook my head. “Hey! I gave you that light stick!! And you put a Jin sticker on it!” I whined, making Mun laugh. “I’m serious though! I seriously love your music… I will literally come to your comeback show even if I’m still on tour!” she said, making me smile.
“You’re too good, Mun,” I said simply as the lights dimmed and ARMYs began screaming. “It’s starting!!” Mun said, turning on her light stick. I followed suit, and our bright green lights filled up the dark space in front of us, so we were able to see each other. As the music started playing, the fanchants began, and we were soon fully immersed in the experience and thrill of the concert… a thrill that I rarely got from the perspective of the audience.
The concert went on, and Mun and I danced and sang along with the songs. It was during the performance of Jin’s solo song “Epiphany” that I noticed him looking in our direction. Though it’s a very serious and emotional song, when he spotted us at the end of the song, Mun and I made funny faces at him and shook our bright green light sticks so he would notice us. He didn’t break out in laughter like we were aiming for, but I did notice a small smirk come across his face, then he blew a kiss at our- er- at Mun’s direction.
“He did so good!!” Mun said, fanning herself off as if she had gotten warm from fangirling too hard. “He really did,” I agreed, impressed by how much his vocals have improved since the last time I heard him sing live. The rest of the concert was just as lively and fun, and as it came to a close, Mun and I did our best to navigate through the crowd to get to the backstage entrance we had used before the concert. We made it through the crowds and into the backstage area, where all of the members and staff were recovering from the high-energy concert.
“Seokjinie!” Mun called into the crowd of staff. “Mun-ah!!” he replied, easing his way through the crowd of staff and walking towards where we were. He put a sweaty arm around me and Mun each. “B1A4 light sticks? Really?” he asked me with a laugh. “Hey, you were able to spot us, weren’t you?” I asked defiantly. “The concert was really great!” I added. “Yahhh, thank you! It felt really good,” Seokjin replied as he released us from his sweaty grip.
Bowling!AU - Multi-Group (97 and 92 Liners): [Drabble]
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Bowling!AU with 92 line and 97 line [multi-group + multi-members]
“STRIKE! THAT’S RIGHT BITCHES!” Seokjin spreads his arms wide, as he turns over towards the other team. “BOW DOWN TO THE KINGS OF BOWLING.”
“Boo!” Yugyeom shouts. “97 LINE FOR LIFE!”
Jaehyun closes his eyes in embarrassment and leans to his right, where Jungkook is. “Why… Why do I go to these things?”
“What are you talking about?” Bambam asks him, as he grabs his bowling ball. “This is fun.”
Eunwoo smiles from his spot across them three, as he sees the other team celebrating. “I don’t know about fun, but…” He looks back at Jaehyun. “This is entertaining though. You can’t deny that.” He gestures his head towards the other team.
Jungkook, Jaehyun, and Bambam turn to see Jae and Jin doing their victory dances already. Next to Eunwoo, Mingyu grimances. “Hasn’t anyone told them dabbing isn’t in anymore?”
Yugyeom pouts. “Bambam, he’s making fun of us.”
Bambam turns around to them. “Hey, ignore them,” he says. “We are a team. What team?”
“WILDCATS!” Seokmin shouts.
“No, Seok,” Yugyeom says. “We’ve been over this.”
Seokmin sits down with an expression that’s the equivalent to a kicked puppy. Eunwoo pats his back to comfort him.
“Okay.” Bambam holds up his bowling ball once more. “What team?”
“97!”
“What team?!”
“97!”
“Wish me luck!” With that, he turns around and tosses his bowling ball blindly into their lane. It rolls through the center smoothly as he tossed it. But, as the ball rolls closer to the pins, it begins to curve.
“No!”
Just as the ball nears the pins, it knocks down three pins from the right side. Bambam wordlessly falls to his knees as the tv flashes the number three on the screen for all to see. The 97 boys collectively let out a long sigh, but the 92 boys cheered the minute the three pins were down.
“We got this in the bag!” Jaehwan yells with a little jump.
Jae joins him. “We just need, at least, like, five pins down and we’ll catch up.”
Matthew’s voice booms over their cheers. “92! WE ARE!”
“OLD!”
The 97 team snickers at Jungkook’s shout.
“We’re not that old, you brats!” Sandeul shouts.
Matthew clears his throat and tries again. “92! WE ARE!”
“HANDSOME!”
“Seokjin,” Jaehwan says quietly. “Not again.”
“You’re right.” Seokjin looks around. “I’m the only ten here.”
Chanyeol raises his eyebrows, but doesn’t say anything and takes a sip of his beer.
“I give up,” Matthew says. He sits himself next to Shownu. “I can’t do this.”
“Then don’t do it.”
“Okay,” Chanyeol says. He stands up and stretches his neck, along with his arms. “Let me show you how it’s done.”
“He did spend like $400 on that customized bowling ball,” Shownu says. “Maybe just let him have this one.”
Just as Shownu finishes speaking, Chanyeol rolls his fancy customized ball into their lane… and into the gutter.
The 97 team cheers. “We have a shot!”
“So, who’s next?” Jungkook asks.
They all look around for a bit.
“Who was supposed to keep track this time?” Jaehyun asks.
“Was anyone really keeping track?” Seokmin asks.
No one answers.
Yugyeom slaps the back of Eunwoo, who’s been a bit too quiet in his spot.
“Looks like it’s your turn, buddy.”
He shrugs. “I guess.” He walks over and grabs his bowling ball.
“You can do it!” Mingyu yells.
“Team 97!” Bambam shouts.
Meanwhile, Chanyeol turns to the other 92 team members. “Y’all didn’t treat me like that when it was my turn.”
Sandeul gives Chanyeol a couple of pats on the shoulder. “There, there. You’ll do better next time.”
Matthew turns to them, taking a sip of his drink before asking with a teasing tone. “Will he though?”
Eunwoo takes his position and tries to calculate his aim. After a moment passes, he rolls the ball, which curves from the left towards the center. It’s steady and remains in the center.
“Oh,” Jaehwan says. “We’re fucked.”
Just as he predicted, Eunwoo’s ball knocks down eight of the ten pins.
“YOOOO!!!”
“EIGHT MORE FOR 97!”
Eunwoo turns to his team, takes a bow, and turns to the 92 liners to do the same. He walks over to his previous spot next to Mingyu, who offers him a high-five.
“Okay,” Seokmin says. “We can try to get a spare and I volunteer Jaehyun because he has the best aim.”
“I second that.”
“Third.”
“Fourthed-ed.”
“Not a word, Yugyeom,” Jaehyun says. He gets up nevertheless. “But, I get it. I will do it.”
The 92 team sees Jaehyun get up and they collectively groan, except for Shownu, who says: “We’re definitely losing this round.”
Seokjin sighs. “We still have rock-paper-scissors. We all ain’t going down together.”
“You, sir,” Jae says, with a pointed finger. “Are not a team player.”
“You wanna pay for this bill plus karaoke, Jae?” Chanyeol asks.
Jae shuts his mouth and turns away. “I will shut up now. But you are all going down.”
For the 97 team, Jaehyun’s already grabbed his ball, trying to figure out how to knock down the remaining two pins. Eventually, he figures knocking out, at least, one is better than none. He rolls his ball down the lane, with not that many hopes. At least, he won’t have to pay. Just as he predicted, one fell, but, as it falls, it knocks down the other—completing the spare.
Just as those pins knock down, almost all of the 97 boys rip off their rented bowling shoes and it’s a race against time to put on their original shoes—except for Jaehyun, who just watches them fumble.
Meanwhile, the 92 team just watches the mess happen in front of their eyes—realizing they just lost. They watch as all of the younger ones rush out the doors, leaving them to pay.
“Thanks, bro!”
“Thanks!”
“See you at the karaoke bar!”
“Have fun fighting!”
“Thanks!”
“Clean up well!”
Once the 97 team left for karaoke early, the 92 boys all turned to each other.
“So,” Seokjin says. “Last to the door has to clean and pay?”
Before anyone can actually decide, nearly all the 92 boys run to their cars, leaving behind Sandeul and Jae—the least athletic boys of the group. They both turn to each other, knowing the other isn’t going to run.
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Seokjin makes some friends on the train to Hogwarts.
Seokjin nervously walked through the train and finally found an empty compartment, empty except for one girl sitting in the corner. “Is it ok if I sit here?” he asked in all politeness, motioning to the seat across from her. The girl quietly smiled and nodded yes, so he housed his bag into the overhead luggage compartment and sat down across from her. “So you’re a new student, too?” she asked after a small moment of silence. “Do I really look that nervous?” he asked, his ears turning a bright red.
She chuckled slightly. “No, it’s because you’re wearing generic robes, since we haven’t been sorted into our houses yet!” she replied, motioning to her own generic robes. “But are you really nervous?” she asked, concernedly. “A little bit,” Seokjin replied, looking down at his hands. “Good, me too,” the girl said, mustering up a smile. As he looked at her, he could tell by her twiddling thumbs that she was just as nervous as him. And probably just as shy, yet she was being so friendly and outgoing to him despite that.
“Let’s seee… this compartment looks empty, oh!!” a boy said to his friend as they suddenly barged into the compartment. “So sorry! We should leave you two alone,” he said with a small smirk, his hand still on the door. “No, it’s not like that!” the girl said, embarrassedly. “We’ve only just met!!” Seokjin said. “Well… not properly, actually,” he said, turning to her. “I’m Seokjin. Or just Jin for short,” he introduced himself, extending his hand to her. “I’m Mun,” she said, taking his hand and shaking it.
“I want in!! I’m Ken!!” the boy at the door said. “And this is my good buddy, Sandeul,” he added as the two fully entered the compartment and closed the door behind them. “So we’re all first years then,” Sandeul said as he sat down in the empt seat next to Mun. “Any guesses as to which house you’re gonna be sorted in?” he asked. Ken smiled widely. “I’m definitely going to be a Gryffindor!! The Gryffindor blood flows through my veins! Both of my parents were Gryffindors,” he said, proudly.
“I honestly don’t know what house I’ll be in… I don’t think I’m brave enough to be a Gryffindor, though my father was one. I’m only a half-blood,” Mun spoke up. “My father was a Hufflepuff, and my mom was a Gryffindor, so it could go either way for me,” Sandeul said with a shrug. “What do you think, Jin?” Ken asked the quiet boy beside him. He shrugged. “I don’t know much about the houses, honestly! I’m actually a muggleborn… so I have a lot of learning to do!” he said, nervously, worried they would make fun of him.
“I think we all have a lot of learning to do… which is why we’re going to school in the first place!” Sandeul said with a laugh. “That’s true… we’ll all learn together!” Mun said, reassuringly, looking across at her new friend with a smile. “Wouldn’t it be so fun if we were all sorted into Gryffindor??” Ken asked. “Even if not, we should all promise to stay friends. I like you guys already,” Sandeul said cheerfully, putting an arm affectionately around Mun. She laughed and nodded in agreement, so happy to already have friends thrown at her, hoping to herself that they would stick around for a long time