Among The Stars - A BTS Fanfic

Chapter 27

The concert has just finished and it was everything  I could have ever expected and more. I'm sweaty and tired, all the dancing and screaming completely worn me out. Both me and Amelia had watch it from a part of the stage that was barely lit, we have been requested earlier not to use any lights sticks, apparently it was a request from the boys themselves. I get it though, some of them didn't want to be reminded of our presence, and due to the bright lights on their faces, if we were in the dark, they wouldn't be able to see us at all.

I can barely believe we actually got to stay and see the concert, I really thought Jimin would have had us kicked. And Jungkook, fuck, Jungkook looked like death itself. After recovering from the shock of seeing me he simply grabbed his bag, the one that he had dropped on the floor, and started to walk in our direction. The others following silently behind him.

Everything was happening in slow motion for me. Still hiding behind Amelia, watching Jungkook coming closer and closer, I was so damn nervous. Thinking about it now, I wonder if I was breathing at all. Eventually he walks pass us like we were never there, eyes looking straight ahead, he looked determined to stay focus on the concert that was just hours away.

Namjoon had stopped and said hi quickly, telling me to enjoy the concert and that he would ask someone to help us find our way. He dragged Jimin away from us when leaving in the same direction Jungkook had gone, but not before asking me to hang a little after the concert as the boys wanted to say goodbye, they knew we were leaving Korea soon.

Both me and Amelia had been instructed not to move until someone came to pick us up, I suspect they don't want to risk another unwanted encounter. While we waited to be picked up, I couldn't help but relive the concert in my head, specifically Jungkook's part. He was absolutely flawless, not at all the same Jungkook I had seen just a few hours back on that corridor.

It's as if he is a completely different person on stage, a proper alter ego, two completely different personas. There was nothing other than passion burning into his eyes and determination imprinted in his every move. I admit I couldn't take my eyes off him, and hearing his voice slightly crack during Your Eyes Tell, it broke my heart. That was the only glimpse we got to see during the performance of the Jungkook we had met 5 hours before.

"This was amazing Y/N!" Amelia exclaims as we come down from the high of the concert. I fully agree with her, I really do. Nodding, as I am not yet able to find my voice, eyes still lingering in the exact spot Jungkook had been just a few minutes before. This is it. I will never see him again.

Finally, I am not able to handle it anymore, my eyes fill with tears and I start to uncontrollably sob. Amelia is fast to realize the situation I'm in as she quickly pulls me into a strong but gentle hug. I must look absolutely pathetic.

"Oh baby." She says as she draws small circles on my back and I sob into her chest. "Its gonna be okay, you're okay, he is okay." She continues, trying to convince me that this feeling will eventually disappear. I honestly hope it does, no one deserves to feel this broken, not even me.

This is not the first time Amelia has seen me like this, for the past week she had to calm me down during 4 separate times. And it's not like anything triggers this at all, I can't say its because of a song I heard, or a scent I smelled, or anything else really. Just my own brain, looking to get a high out of the little good moments we spent together, forcing me to relive it, over and over again. My brain craved it, but my heart couldn't handle it.

After a while my breathing finally starts to even out and my tears to dry. I don't think there are any more tears left to cry anyway. Amelia did ask me, after the first time she saw me breaking down, if this happened often. I didn't have the courage to tell her the truth then, but I could see she knew I was lying when I said no. I made an excuse, telling her it was probably because I knew the concert was coming, and I would have to see him again.