𝐉.𝐉𝐊 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦

Hate:

Reanna's P.O.V

*Time Skip; a few months*

Being a Kpop Idol was hard. Some people think it'll be living the dream. But they don't see what's happening behind all the smiles and videos we post. Behind the TV Screen we spend hours practicing choreography, making songs and learning lyrics. But there's one thing that makes life harder as a Kpop Idol. Hate. Yes everybody receives hate once in a while.

'Oh you look ugly!' 'Wear something cuter!'

But being an idol meant you received hate every single day. Every-time you check your phone there will be thousands of notifications. Some from fans, most from haters. Only a few of the haters really had the guts to post them publicly. Most of them were just DMs they'd send me. Over the years I had learned to deal with it. Ignore it and move on. But once I started dating Jungkook there was more and more. I'm not saying I ever regretted dating him. No. He made me the happiest I could ever be. We'd spend hours and hours together and he'd just make me think that it was only him and me in this world. I never told him about all the hate I'd get. I didn't want to worry him too much. Besides, for the past few months both of us were really busy and hardly saw each other more than twice a week.

But the hate got too much. Which would explain why I was currently sitting alone in my apartment crying. It wasn't hard to ignore all the mean comments but it was this comment that scared me.

'You shouldn't even exist. Jungkook should be mine. If you don't kill yourself by 12am today, I will come and kill you myself. -TheGirlinRed

Some people would probably say it would be pathetic to believe it. Except the thing was that the hater had sent me a photo of me unlocking the door to my apartment a few hours ago. I was so scared. My hands shook. All of the hate was affecting me so much. For the past week I had not gotten much sleep. I was always awake, worried and scared. I couldn't focus while I was practising choreography and broke down so many times alone throughout the week. It was all too much.

The door opened and Jungkook's voice rang through my apartment.

"Hey Jagi! I'm here!!"

You could hear his footsteps nearing the Living Room.

"Hi-"

He immediately stopped, seeing my tear-streaked face.

"Jagi... what's wrong?"

Jungkook immediately ran to me and scooped me up into his arms. I was now sitting in his lap sobbing. He didn't say anything. Just let me cry while he snuggled my head to his chest and stroked my back.

"Jagiya~ do you wanna tell me what made you cry?" Jungkook asked, once I had calmed down.

"I- check my phone." I sniffled, still sitting on Jungkook's lap.

Jungkook reached over to the counter and picked up my phone. He typed in my password and Instagram was opened. The message was displayed on the screen. The light blared up in his face, showing his change of expression. Rage.

He looked back at me. "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Jungkook could tell I had been receiving hate for a while.

"I-I didn't want to w-worry you." I stammered.

"Jagi, you know you can tell me anything." He whispered, staring into my eyes. "I wouldn't have minded."

He had a worried expression on his face. He cared for me. I could feel my heart shatter, because I had made up my mind on what I was going to do.

"J-Jungkook," I said, "I-I think we should take a b-break."

Jungkook's head immediately snapped up and he looked up at me with a broken expression on his face.

"Jagi, I love you so much. W-Why?" his voice cracked.

"I love you too. I just c-can't take all this h-hate. I-I need a break. Not from only y-you but from being an I-Idol as well." I whispered, looking down.

His gaze softened and slowly he nodded in understanding. Tears fell from his eyes.

"A-Alright. Do you want me to keep this a secret?"

I nodded.

Jungkook sighed, and then pulled me into his arms.

"I'm so sorry. This is all my fault... I'm the reason you get all this hate."

"No!" I exclaimed. "It's not your fault, ok. Don't blame yourself."

Jungkook didn't say anything and we spent a few more hours together before I had to leave. I grabbed my backpack and made my way to the door. I turned toward Jungkook, looking at him one last time before opening the door and leaving him behind. 

A/N ... pls dont hate me!!! It's supposeed to be a part of the story!!! 

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