Still With You | JK ff

Chapter 6: Amalgamation of Anomalies!

As the music to Dynamite came to an end, the crowd erupted into a louder roar, a high-pitched chorus of girls screaming their undying love for the boys. Jungkook felt the platform beneath his feet begin to lower as fireworks lit up the sky in pink and purple hues. He looked up with a sigh, the sparks in the sky reflecting in his thoughtful, glazed eyes. He slowly looked across the sea of Army bombs bobbing in perfect harmony for as far as his eyes could see in the darkness, the sight seeming as surreal as a dream.

'What did I ever do to deserve this?' he thought, overwhelmed by the unconditional love Armys showered at them, asking for nothing in return, but for their happiness and well-being.

Jungkook felt a weight settle over his heart, wishing the moment to last just a little bit longer, wanting to watch the Armys sing and laugh with them for a few more moments. It was like tearing a piece of his heart and leaving it behind, floating among the crowd, with the music, tinsel, and sparkles flying in the sky. Even though he would never personally know all the millions of fans, to him, they were like family, who supported them through thick and thin, and saying goodbye to them was always hard.

He closed his eyes as he felt tears welling up, the longing growing multifold with the Armys' roar gradually transforming into sad cries as they watched the boys slowly disappear under the stage. He felt a hand on his shoulder and knew it was Namjoon from the firm reassuring grip. He opened his eyes as the platform reached the ground with a thud, the applause, and cries of the crowd now just a muffled echo around them. Jimin reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck pulling him into a tender hug, as his head rested gently on Jungkook's shoulder. As the others circled around them, wrapping their arms around each other in a group hug, Jungkook felt a sigh escape his lips as he began to laugh, the sadness vaporizing just as quickly as it had taken over him. He wasn't alone, and he never would be, his hyungs were always by his side, riding the waves with him. Through exhilaration and exhaustion, he knew he would always have six reliable shoulders to lean on.

Namjoon led the way up the stairs and through narrow passages to the backstage where the seven men immediately sprawled around on couches, exhausted from their performance. The makeup and costume teams got to work helping them out of their makeup and outfits, while some stage assistants laid out a spread of drinks and snacks on the long coffee table in the middle. Taehyung walked over to Jungkook, appearing from the green room, having changed his attire and dropped himself down on the couch, landing on Jungkook's stomach just as he stuffed two milk cookies in his mouth at once, making him cough up some crumbs.

"Hurry up Kooks," Tae grumbled, as Jungkook settled back into the couch, pulling Tae closer to his chest.

"Hand me those chips," he nudged Tae, as he sipped on a lemon drink with a straw.

"You know the skating rink will close soon, we have to hurry," Taehyung's grumbling grew louder as he rose from the couch and picked up the lone bag of chips lying on the table. Instead of handing them to Jungkook, he walked over to the couch on the opposite side and settled down comfortably, tucking the packet behind his back. "Now, go change, or I'll eat them all," he threatened.

"I'm telling you, this is a bad idea," Jungkook pouted as he pushed himself off the couch sluggishly. "Let's just go back home and sneak out later tonight, like we always do," he whispered as he settled close to Taehyung, trying to sneak the chips from behind his back.

"Argh, that's going to take forever," Tae groaned as he slapped Jungkook's hand away. "The rink will close soon, and its closer from here than it is to our house," he reasoned, as he opened the packet with a flourish and teased Jungkook with a chip, which he quickly popped into his own mouth, before the other could reach it. "Now go get changed before they all disappear," Tae threatened again.