Boy with Luv || A Jeon Jungkook Fanfic

Chapter 30

Jia's pov

"Jungkookie! I swear to god!" I shouted as he yeeted himself on the sofa. He refused to get ready until I kissed him, but I had bad cold and I was wearing mask. The show in Wembly was a huge one and he was acting like a toddler. He wasn't wearing any top which was enough to drive me crazy, but he had to, he had to ask a kiss infront of his members! This kid, I swear!

I silently cursed him and pulled at his shoulder. His body was warm, just like always, my heart skipped a beat.

"Kiss!" He whined and I sighed, he just doesn't get it right.

"Only one" I decided to play his game, making a battle plan in my head.

"Only one" He turned around and agreed.

I took off my mask and kissed him on his temple.

"Hey!" His whine didn't completed as I snatched his t shirt and put it on him. I had to get him ready and so he kept quite, pouting throughout the process, I just smiled, grateful to have him. The members were happy, especially Jimin hyung and V hyung that we were dating. Of course, the staff knew, not everyone was happy, not like I cared about that, I totally didn't. I just over thought about that for about a day, that's totally not bothering at all.

"Stop it" I snapped my attention to this beautiful boy. I bit my lip inside my mask.

He knew what I was thinking, somehow, he didn't give two shits about the staff that doubted my and his character. He always made sure I knew how much I meant to him, which was enough for the time, but when I heard those silent whispers, it made me go down the spiral again.

I just nodded to him and he gave a huge reassuring smile, I moved a little back from his chair, took my mask off and blew him a kiss, he winked. Ahh, that wink! I chuckled, blushing and continued getting his outfit ready. Air tanks, water bottles and medics already getting ready. I prayed for my members and my staff, I always did this, and picked up my steaming machine. My partner was ready with her final touchup kit, she went with the boys.

The boys were exhausted when they came back in, the hot weather wasn't really helping them. I heard commotion and so I was ready again.

Jungkook was limping! What happened? He made eye contact with me for about a second before taking off his clothes.

"What-" I couldn't even complete my sentence .

"Later" I frowned. Was he hurt again? He shouldn't perform that much now, shouldn't he?

"Are you" He cut me off again "Yes" A very sharp retort almost threw itself out of my mouth before I stopped it.

I was annoyed and angry, how could he do this to himself? He was to go for euphoria and I tried to check his leg but he stubbornly pulled it back. He shouldn't do it himself, I thought as I stomped my way over to water fountain. We were going to have a talk about this.

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The concert was over and everyone was in their rooms, I was rooming with Woo unnie again. I waited for his message to come over, but it was 11pm and still he hadn't texted me. I decided to take it upon myself and told unnie I was going over to his room and went out.

When I reached his room, I rang his bell and the door was opened by his manager. Inside his room there was Jordan shii, treating Jungkook's wound. He looked at me sheepishly, it annoyed me further.

"Can I have some privacy?" I said as I sat on his bed, two months ago, I wouldn't have been this confident but right now I was, it was all because of him.

"Jia-iee, Jagi" I pulled my hand away from him.

"Why?" I asked as I applied the oil that Jordan was.

"I had to give ARMY something" he said, as his hung head low. My heart pained seeing him like this.

"But" I tried to reason as a point of view of an ARMY.

"But, what if they think that golden maknae is getting old?" My stomach sunk, we would never-ARMY would never think about him like that if he takes care of himself.

"Jungkookie" I held his foot, rotated it slightly and checked for more injuries.

"You really need to know that ARMY cares for only your well being and happiness" I softly said those words, feeling guilty of being angry on him. He had given me another piece of myself, that I didn't have, I was going to do the same.

"Kookie, you need to know your worth but at the same time you need to know your limits" I said as I got up to wash my hands. A small moan of protest slipped past his lips but it turned into a loud audible gulp. I worried my lips.

"I-I" I sat next to him and he immediately laid his head on my lap. My body reacted with goosebumps immediately.

"I sometimes have" He touched his ear and picked a strand of my hair to play with. I watched him as did this, my heart falling more than it already had.

"I sometimes have this-this fee-feel that I am not doing good enough you know" he said as he played with my hair, curling it around it his fingers, holding it for few second and then watching it as it temporarily curled.

"Everyone feels that way, Koo" I said as I made him sit. I was going to tell him exactly what appa told me.

"But that's when you need to realize how strong you have been to reach here, to live and not give up. To get out of bed, to get your next task done" We were close to each other now, hands touching, feet entangled slightly. I liked this much better.

"Do you know every human ever feels like giving up at one point, but you have I reached here, today, that means you haven't given up. You should atleast appreciate your body for that" I completed as I laid my head on his triceps.

This is what appa told me, everytime I doubted myself or when I couldn't do well in the inter college dance competition.

"You-" He didn't say anything else as he laid his head on me. I picked his hand up and kissed it, once, twice.

"Jia, I nee-" I jumped at Namjoon hyung's voice.

Jungkook fell onto the bed at my sudden movement. I was clumsily standing with the sheets sticking on my thighs, I plastered an awkward smile on my face.

I pulled the sheets off of me and bowed to him.

"I need to talk to you" Namjoon hyung sounded serious, I nodded, fearing the worst.

My intuition was right.

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Hey everyone.
I wrote this chapter when I saw SeokJin critiscing himself about the amount of wrinkles he had and how insecure he felt.

Just wanted to put this out there that it's ok to feel insecure. Everyone does but you are so precious for coming till today and not giving up.

You can talk to me anytime about it if you want to.

I will see you in the next chapter. PS: I finished writing the story.

Bye bye👋
Stuti💜😘