Momo’s POV:
We’re about to leave the stadium when one of the staff members calls me over. She tells me to go backstage because BTS wants to talk to me. I then tell Y/N to wait for me in her car, which is totally bae! Anywho, BTS WANTS TO TALK TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I gather myself up and go backstage. I get backstage and see them. I try so hard not to fangirl like a psycho. I go up to them and bow.
“Hello, you must be Momo right?” says Namjoon. “Y-yes that’s me,” He chuckles when I stutter and my face goes deep red. We talk for a while until I realize I left Y/N waiting for almost an hour. I tell them I have to go and they say bye. As I start to leave, Jimin pulls me aside.
Side Note:
Eunha already left the stadium.
Jimin’s POV:
It’s now or never. I have to ask her about the angel. I pull Momo aside as she starts to leave. “May I ask you something?” I ask. “S-sure. What is it?” “Do you know that girl you were with earlier?” “Yes, she’s my BFF” “Can you give me her number, please?” “Of course!” She gives me the angel’s number. “Please don’t tell her that you gave me her number.” “Fine by me, I won’t tell a soul.” I thank her and she leaves. I look down at my phone and look at the angel’s number. I’m so happy!! I start jumping from excitement until Tae comes up and tells me we have to go back to the dorms. “What were you doing?” He asks me while we’re headed towards the others. “Oh, no reason,” I say with a big smile on my face.
Y/N’s POV:
Momo finally comes out of the stadium and I am ready to whoop her *ss for taking so long. I give her a death glare and she says, “Sorry for taking so long, but I TALKED WITH BTS CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT!!!!!!!!!” “OMG, I DON’T GIVE A LIVING EFF JUST GET YOUR *SS IN THE FREAKING CAR!!” “OK, WHY ARE WE YELLING WHEN WE ARE LITERALLY FIVE FEET APART!!” “I DON’T KNOW, JUST GET IN THE CAR!!” We get inside the car and start to drive home. I drop Momo off at her house and head to mine.
My house:
When I tell you my family is rich, I am serious. This is just my brother and I’s house. My parents have a much bigger house than ours. I drive to our garage and park my car. I unlock the door and head inside.
Inside of our house:
We’re about to leave the stadium when one of the staff members calls me over. She tells me to go backstage because BTS wants to talk to me. I then tell Y/N to wait for me in her car, which is totally bae! Anywho, BTS WANTS TO TALK TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I gather myself up and go backstage. I get backstage and see them. I try so hard not to fangirl like a psycho. I go up to them and bow.
“Hello, you must be Momo right?” says Namjoon. “Y-yes that’s me,” He chuckles when I stutter and my face goes deep red. We talk for a while until I realize I left Y/N waiting for almost an hour. I tell them I have to go and they say bye. As I start to leave, Jimin pulls me aside.
Side Note:
Eunha already left the stadium.
Jimin’s POV:
It’s now or never. I have to ask her about the angel. I pull Momo aside as she starts to leave. “May I ask you something?” I ask. “S-sure. What is it?” “Do you know that girl you were with earlier?” “Yes, she’s my BFF” “Can you give me her number, please?” “Of course!” She gives me the angel’s number. “Please don’t tell her that you gave me her number.” “Fine by me, I won’t tell a soul.” I thank her and she leaves. I look down at my phone and look at the angel’s number. I’m so happy!! I start jumping from excitement until Tae comes up and tells me we have to go back to the dorms. “What were you doing?” He asks me while we’re headed towards the others. “Oh, no reason,” I say with a big smile on my face.
Y/N’s POV:
Momo finally comes out of the stadium and I am ready to whoop her *ss for taking so long. I give her a death glare and she says, “Sorry for taking so long, but I TALKED WITH BTS CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT!!!!!!!!!” “OMG, I DON’T GIVE A LIVING EFF JUST GET YOUR *SS IN THE FREAKING CAR!!” “OK, WHY ARE WE YELLING WHEN WE ARE LITERALLY FIVE FEET APART!!” “I DON’T KNOW, JUST GET IN THE CAR!!” We get inside the car and start to drive home. I drop Momo off at her house and head to mine.
My house:
When I tell you my family is rich, I am serious. This is just my brother and I’s house. My parents have a much bigger house than ours. I drive to our garage and park my car. I unlock the door and head inside.
Inside of our house: