FAME GAME || J.JK [On Hold]

6| Destiny

Next day

Jungkook's POV

"Good morning." My mind still recovering from the alcohol i took too much after concert, the last night; I peek up from my pillow and look at hada. "Good morning, hada. I can't feel my head. Do you have any painkiller? I forgot to bring mine."

He does say anything else than a small hum which he gave to answer my question, he leaves outside the room and lets me have my time to wake up.

"Dude, I heard you're onto some hangover. Is everything fine?" The one I wanted to avoid comes into my room, smiling already at me.

"Just because you're a good drinker, it doesn't mean that you tease my ass for this. I drank more than any other day, okay?" I make an assertion to prove myself right, seeing hada come inside with taehyung, all three in my room right now, getting me to feel awkward with my spinning head. I wish I don't throw up here, it would be embarrassing.

"Have this, it's for hangovers." Taehyung gives me the drug which will really help me feel better since it's for the aftermath of drinking too much alcohol. I smile weakly at him, escaping into the bathroom.

I open the sink, ready to either puke or just stare at myself straight in my reflection on the mirror.

I look so different.

I cannot recognise myself anymore. This face of mine is strange to me, I don't look bad and sick, I cannot. If it's really me, I feel bad for lying to the people out there who always describe me so beautiful and perfect.

"Are you okay, jungkook?" Baram's voice asking for assurance from me, I bend down and drink the water after swallowing the pill. "I am fine."

I open the door, my vision a little blurry and causing me to trip as I step outside the bathroom. "You don't seem so. I'll cancel the meeting with the producers and audition for s-" I cut him before I could interpret what he's up to, "no, please, baram. I really need to do it tonight. I'm leaving tomorrow early at dawn to Seoul so it will be a problem afterwards."

Knowing how I'm good with jet lags but still feeling that this time, it will leave me feeling sicker than how i usually feel, I ask for him to not cancel any plans or events at the last moment, just because of me.

He gazes right into my eyes as I'm using my towel to wipe my mouth and face, getting into the day much easily after splashing cold water on my face.

"Okay, but if anything happens, you're responsible."

End of Jungkook's POV

4 PM

"No customers are ordering our rainbow cake today..." Her small pout breaking my heart, I try to conceal my smile at her soft whine because she put too much effort into baking a real good cake, but no one came to buy it.

"That's okay, maybe someone special is out there who will b-" my words end right at the second when someone enters the café and we both direct our gazes there. This man is wearing cool clothes, dressed all in black and I can barely see his eyes. How's he able to walk? "Does he seem like a celebrity to you? Or is it just me?"

Shane matches my doubts, doing her work of making the tea for the customer. "I don't know, wait, he's coming here."

"Good evening, mister." I greet the man who's eyes aren't even visible to me, but yet, something seems off. I feel like I can recognise this person, particularly easily. "Good evening." His voice too low, he just bows his head to assure us that he heard us. "Do you have a caramel m-"

My phone ringing right when he starts asking, I turn back to go to it, almost forgetting about the after-school program in which renjun must be waiting for me.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry, I've to go." I send a short glance towards shane who is cluelessly exchanging sights between me and this unknown person who I think is actually a celebrity. I couldn't care less. I have to run to the other side of the town to catch up, in order to watch the dance performance of my little boy in which he has taken a lot of effort and time.

"But, rumiko...." I smile but wear my hoodie and glance at this stranger, "I'm so sorry, shane. it's only for an hour. I'll be back before it's six."

I almost trip on this pavement here but open the door and exit before all the heads turn around at me. That stranger glanced back at me, but I really feel guilty to interrupt his order that way, it wasn't right. But if I don't go quickly to the school, missing the dance performance of renjun wouldn't be right either.

I maybe made a bad decision by not informing about this earlier to our boss, mister choi. But I'll make up to him by working extra shift tonight.

. . .

"Renjun!" I run past the crowd of teenagers, all excited and happy, "you did so well." He runs to me and I take him in my embrace, his hip-hop outfit looking so cool with all these neon and colourful design. He doesn't speak anything but his heavy and rapid heartbeat explains how nervous he might've been, not seeing me anywhere near in the first half of his performance.

"Where the hell were you?" I can't even tell him to not curse, this was my fault. His teary eyes stare into mine after he moves away and almost cries like a tiny baby.

"I was serving customers, I'm sorry I got late. But your performance was amazing, so amazing. I really loved it." I hold his trembling hand in mine though it's a bit bigger than mine, and he still doesn't seem to be less sad. "Yeah, you only saw me being lifted by the guys and, wow, I did amazing in that."

He grumbles uncontrollably, sulking inside his emotions like a small kid. "Hey," I poke his cheek which is hot and red from all the heat and sweat, knowing it always works.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me? I would be here before time the next time you perform, I promise." He unfolds his crossed arms, and turns to me, but his eyes soften. "No. But I'll just talk because I don't like to ignore people. I'm not rude like you." He gets me to grin, but I hide it and conceal the smile, grabbing his hand to walk outside with him.

"Renjun?" A girl's soft call makes us stop in our tracks while renjun turned around as quick as light, hearing his name called by a familiar sound.

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