Jimin Protectors ' Book 1 '

Chapter 53 '✅'

Jungkook's POV : 

I can't believe I've made it this far. It's been a long journey of rediscovering my talent. After joining the music team at my college and working tirelessly to become the main singer, everything changed during one of our performances. An agency representative sitting in the audience was completely captivated by my voice and offered me a contract on the spot. Thankfully, Yoongi hyung, with his protective instincts, insisted that the contract shouldn't exceed one year—a safeguard to prevent the agency from exploiting my abilities.

Now, as we all prepare for my first official performance, Jimin bursts into my dressing room, his eyes shining with excitement and determination. He bounces on his toes, hands clasped together in pleading gesture as he approaches me.

Jimin: "Hyuuuung, please! I want to see how artists get ready. I just want to be with you. I promise I won't do anything to bother you. Please, hyung."

His voice carries that familiar whine that's both endearing and exasperating. He follows me around the room as I gather my belongings, his persistence becoming more difficult to ignore with each passing moment. The eager sparkle in his eyes makes refusing him almost impossible, but I know I need complete focus tonight.

Jungkook: "Jiminaa, I'd love to, but I won't be able to concentrate if I have to take care of you. I'll be really busy. How can I focus on myself and make sure you're okay?"

I sigh softly, holding both hands in front of my chest in a gesture of gentle refusal. My brows furrow with genuine concern as I watch his expression fall slightly, his bottom lip jutting out in that characteristic pout that has melted my resolve countless times before.

Jimin: "I won't need anything, I'm not a kid anymore... I promise! Please, hyung."

His eyes grow wider, more imploring, as he steps closer. His smaller frame vibrates with barely contained enthusiasm, and I can feel my resistance crumbling under the weight of his earnest request. My shoulders drop in surrender as a fond smile spreads across my face.

Jungkook: "Okay, but promise me you won't leave the room and just watch me from the screen in the backstage, alright?"

I reach forward, gently cradling his face between my palms, my thumbs brushing across his cheeks as I look directly into his eyes to emphasize the importance of my conditions. The warmth that showing into his eyes reminds me of how much I adore his excitement, even as I worry about his tendency to get distracted.

Jimin's face instantly transforms with joy, his eyes crinkling into those signature crescents, cheeks bunching up under my hands as his smile overtakes his entire face. He practically radiates happiness as he jumps in place.

Jimin: "Yaay, hyung! Thank you so much! You're the best!"

Before I can react, he leans forward and plants a quick, affectionate kiss on my cheek. Then, with the boundless energy that's uniquely his, he spins around and dashes out of the room, presumably to find IU and get help with selecting the perfect outfit for his backstage adventure.

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I did it! The voices of cheers and shouts filled the air as they chanted my name. It was the first time I had such a huge gathering of fans in one place. My voice trembled at the start, but I managed to regain control and deliver a stunning performance. My heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Overwhelmed by the moment, I quickly made my way from the stage to my dressing room, where my family awaited me, tears of pride streaming down their faces. But amidst the joy, I couldn't shake off the feeling of wanting to share this moment with Jimin.