𝟖𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

.ama.

We all sat in the big limousine on our way to the AMA carpet. It was going to be our first American TV debut and we were all ecstatic.

"So who's gonna go out first? I think the good looking member should go out first", Namjoon commented when we were a few minutes away and I frowned slightly at his comment. Did he not think he was handsome? The rest fumbled about being too nervous to step out first.

"I wanna go out first", I exclaimed at the noisy boys. They all turn to me gaping.

"Really?", Taehyung who was next to me asked with a chuckle. I nodded happily.

"Yeah, but someone has to cover me", I pointed out, my hands subconsciously covering the little skin my thigh high boots and mini skirt weren't able to cover. Instead of matching with the boys like I did back when we attended the BBMA's, the stylists wanted to take a dare and dressed me in a dress. At that moment, the car stopped, indicating we have arrived.

"Ah, then I'll step out first", Jimin stood up and headed out the car. Taehyung stopped me saying he'd help cover me too. The two boys stood at the door, using their broad bodies as I stepped out behind them. One by one we all came out and took some pictures before venturing down the busy carpet. The interviews were all sweet and some even complemented me, the boys laughed at my flustered state.
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We entered the big hall, ARMY who were already inside screaming as we made our way to our seats. I sat down in between Jungkook and Jin, gushing over at the maknae about the fans behind us.

"Did we bring a blanket?", I heard Namjoon's voice asked. He was still standing up, asking one of our staff. She shook her head and said something to him that I couldn't hear and walked off.

"What's wrong?", I had to yell a bit so he'd hear me.

"We forgot to bring something to cover your legs so the staff's gonna go backstage and see if they can get one from the emergency room", he told me. I didn't mind not having my thighs out at first, thinking it was normal in American culture. But after being told that they'd help find a blanket, I suddenly felt like I was exposed to the whole world. I couldn't help but tug the hem of my skirt lower.

"Here, use this for now", Namjoon said and suddenly took off his jacket. I tried to protest but he already layid it over my thighs. American celebrities started to come over to talk to us. I kept telling him to take his jacket back when they asked for pictures but he said it was fine. Some celebrities noticed and praised Namjoon's 'gentleman-ness'. I smiled warmly.
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Not super happy with this but I did say I would update with two more chapters