My Idol

CHAPTER 9

I was finally releaved that the choreo was complete and I no longer have to fight with the greatest idol KIM TAEHYUNG. I was kindof sad to leave because one month was more than enough for me to be close with the boys except my bully. I decided to bid farewell to them but then I was stopped when Yara called out for me.

"Y/N.."

"What is it?" I asked confused.

"Tomorrow you have to come with me to the MV set for the shoot."

"W-what? Which MV?"

"IDOL.. ofcourse you have to be with the boys till the shooting is done." Yara scoffed.

"Are you kidding me? I taught them the choreo and that was my job. I am not getting payed for this okay?" I whined.

"Well, be our assist choreographer and take up the job so you will be paid."

"I was just kidding and I dont want to join the shooting. Okay thankyou." I started to walk away.

"You signed the contract Y/N. You will have to be with the team till the MV is out and still help them if they needs assistance with the choreo including in concerts." Yara spitted out without a break.

"Co-contaact had all these clauses? Is that why, you didnt even let me read it?" I choked on my saliva.

"Well, maybe. Now just go to the practice room and take your schedule from Sungdoek-nim." Yara said while giving a cocky smile.

"You are so dead." I muttered before walking away.

I took the schedule and to be honest, I was shocked it was a three day chart and it was almost a twenty four hour schedule. I know, things are going to be more stupid.

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The next day, I arrived at the set early in the morning. The set was so beautiful and so filled with laughter and talks while people were working so cheerfully. I made my way to Sungdoek-nim but Yara pulled me away to some random room.

"Y/N, can you just help the boys with their dresses. Like arranging them and checking if it is all perfect."

"I am here to assist the choreo, Yara. I am not gonna do all this."

"Y/N, being a manager is such a hard job. I have to arrange the other needs for the crew so please do this for me." Yara pleaded while trying to show her doe eyes eventhough she dont have that eye.

"Fine, stop whining. You look ugly asf." I shrugged walking to the dresses.

The dresses were kept in separate bags which the tag of each members. I carefully took each one of it out and started checking it. It was all so colourfull and different. I finally saw the bag showing V and got excited. My crazy fan ass wouldnt disappear. I was still V biased and I have no idea why. I carefully took out the dress from the bag and started opening it. It was a white shirt with heart prints on it. A fancy tie which is definitely his vibe with a ivory colour suspender.

I could imagine how cute he would look in the costume but its Kim Taehyung, he can be all sexy too. He have that devil vibe inside him always. I found myself smiling imagining him in a suspender.

I was stratled from my thoughts when I heard some wierd noise. I turned around to see my one and only bully standing there sipping some juice from his sipper. He is indeed a baby but a monster.

"What are you doing here?" He asked taking small steps.

"Umm. Checking your costumes as Yara told me." I quickly tried to keep his dress inside the bag.

"Ohhh or just checking my dress? You still consider me as your bias right?"

"In your dreams. Just change into your baby suspenders and come out. I shoved the bag into his hand and walked out as members started to come in one by one.

I was checking the set and admiring the hardwork when Yara again pulled me into the same dressing room. I saw the members changing the dress which made me choke on my own saliva. I closed my eyes tight shut not wanting to faint.

"Y/N, help them wear these without ruining their hair and makeup."

"What? Cant they wear there own dresses?" I asked in shock.

"Help them stupid. Why are you so shocked?" She said pushing me inside between the seven tall angels who were shirtless. Correction, six angels and one devil.

"Y/N, help me with this button." I heard Jin oppa calling me with his shirt.

I walked to him making sure not to have a tomato on my cheeks. I was fixing his buttons as it was tight and hard to pass through the button hole.

"Y/N, pass me the safety pin. This jacket is gonna fall off." Namjoon oppa called out.

"Y/NNN...." I could easily recognize the owner of the deep voice.

"What? Dont scream okay. I am right next to you." I said walking to him after handing over the pins to Namjoon oppa.

"Fix my suspenders. After that fix my tie and then my fist buttons and then adjust my pants length and after..."

"Wait. You want me to make you wear your entire dress?" I asked with a 'wtf is wrong you' look.

"No, just these things." He gave me a fake smile.

"Ugghhh"

"Like what you see?" He wont stop teasing me.

"Eww.. dont be a pervert okay." I tried to be in my senses while he was showing his well built abs or to be precise flaunting his abs.

"Hey, dont space out." He kept on moving or rather wiggling around while I tried my best not to smile. I knew, I am forgetting to breath but at that point all I can mange to do is stare.

"I doubt your age, Kim Taehyung." I cant imagine a twenty two old man is making me do all this.

"Well, thankyou but no thankyou." He said with his iconic boxy smile after I tried my best to keep him stable.

"I need to congratulate your stylist noona for keeping up with your silly pranks." I said with a poker face while running out to hide my red cheeks.