RECKLESS || TAEKOOK

1. Up All Night

One strum of the electric guitar and the crowd was screaming like crazy.

The small room had music blasting throughout, almost being drowned out by the cheers. Sweaty people jumped together, hands in the air as a praise for the new song beginning.

"One, two, three- let's go!" The lead singer shouted through the microphone before the bass dropped and agressive strumming of the guitar formed into a melody.

The walls shook as the fans, mostly girls dressed in skimpy clothing, chanted the name before the main singer began his song, moving the microphone to his mouth with a devilishly handsome smirk.

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"Shit!" A sweaty and exhausted boy plopped on the couch with a heavy, drawn out breath.

"Nice job, Jungkook!" Hoseok entered the room right behind him and gave dap to the younger, practically praising him for his effect on the ladies.

The rest of his band came flooding in to the back room that they usually resided in.

Their shows took place in the run down building they called 'the shack'. The owner was kind enough to let the band have performances on a regular basis there, knowing the publicity would attract plenty of customers.

After Hoseok, it was Jimin, then Yoongi and Namjoon. They all found a place on the couches lining the room, except for Jimin who walked towards the cooler full of beers as the rest sat down with a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Dude, the crowd went crazy! That was our best show yet!" Jimin hollered with a huge smile, tossing cans of beer to his bandmates.

"Especially when we kissed on stage!" Hoseok let out a loud laugh, throwing his head back in the process. "Chicks love that gay shit."

"Hey, if we keep it up, our faces will be plastered on every billboard, every magazine cover, every phone screen in Korea." Jungkook smiled at the possibilities he imagined, which included getting noticed by a record label and finally getting recognized for their talent.

"Namjoon, what the fuck!?"

Everyone turned to the person Yoongi had mentioned, who was looking down at a book.

The latter looked up to everybody staring at him with disdain, his shades replaced by the glasses he uses for reading.

"What?"

"How could you be reading at a time like this?" Yoongi asked, his face scrunched up in a judgemental glare.

"I have a book report due on Friday so excuse me for caring about my grades!"

Everyone turned back to what they were previously doing with disapproving look, shaking their heads or sipping their beer as if it were tea.

Namjoon was the only one who actually cared about school and wanted to go to a good college, which would make anyone wonder why he would be playing the drums in a rock band.

Well, he has to get his hidden anger and frustration out somehow, and hitting something with a stick until it made a good beat was oddly satisfying.

"Jungkook we need to get home." Jin said, suddenly standing in the doorway, his arms crossed in a power pose, showing his authority.

"What? Why? We have an after party." Jungkook furrowed his brows at Jin who walked in and snatched the beer from his hand.

"Mom said no after party tonight! And you're drinking beer!? Do you realize what this will do to your vocal cords!?" He shrieked.