Hate me ?

Beautiful Night

The moment he stepped out, realisation hit him. He was feeling drunk dazed. But his hard expression immediately softened.
Journalists everywhere blocking his way and noisy fans screaming their lungs out calling his name.

Cameras and phones shoved in his face. The flash on cameras almost blinding him.
Journalists shamelessly bombarding him with questions, annoying the hell out of him. But he can't avoid it, right?

No when he just attended the most popular music award of the year, being one the top artists
No when he was the first one that stepped out, only 2 minutes after the winner of the main award was just announced.

Wearing tight black pants that hugged his thighs, a silver shirt that was adjusted inside his pants that screamed expensive, he kindly bowed and smiled to everyone.

He had the charm and looks everyone fell for. The innocent and angelic face with a sweet personality. That was the image fans and people outside of the industry had for him. His persona.
People from the industry knew better.

He was the idol that won the the best artist of the year and best song of the year for 3 consecutive years....and let's not forget the popularity award but things change..

"How do you feel that you lost the biggest awards of the night ?"

"Jungkook you really date Lisa? We saw your interaction"

"What is your plans for next year, are you gonna release something better?"

...........

"What you think about V taking the awards of the best artist title?"

"You congratulated V after he won?"

"How you feel that..."

He continued waking and smiling. The thing that got unnoticed was the trembling smile plastered on his face. The bodyguards finally dragged him and finally lead him inside the limo.

...........

"I hate them"

"i fucking HATE them, I hate them"

"...I-I HATE HIM"

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