My idol boyfriend - KSJ x KTH

1.

As my driver took me home, I stared out of the window watching the reporters trail away. I sighed I was supposed to have a peaceful date tonight but someone must have called them. I can't go anywhere without reporters and fans chasing after me, I was aware of that before I got famous but I never thought that it would get this bad.

Whenever I would get into a serious relationship the girl would get bullied out of it.
When I was younger I was aware that I got treated differently, I received pretty privilege. I had trouble building relationships with people at a young age the girls wanted to be more than friends and the guys they envied me, I never had any real friends besides jungkook and Namjoon.

When I came into the world I already had a older brother named Yoongi ,he always envied me because he got outshined by me, he knew how to play the piano and harp at the age of 14 I on the other hand played football which I was not really good at, instead of going to his spring orchestra , they went to my football practices.
I was sad because I wanted to have a stable relationship with him, nothing worked out whenever  I tried to befriend him he got even more pissed and would avoid me any chance he got. I didn't understand why are parents couldn't just treat him the same.

After freshman year of college we started to become close friends like Ive always wanted.

Yoongi hyung was the one I would always go to him whenever I felt sad or lonely, he always comforted me.

"Sir we arrived"
My driver informed me, I looked away from the window guiding my gaze to him.

"Take a lap around the city"
I ordered, he looked back at me worried.

"Are you okay? Should I call Mr. Kim?"
Whenever I'm upset Yoongi hyung always tries to cheer me up.I wish the both of us had befriended each other a while ago.

"Im fine "
I lied, the driver nodded and started the car driving off. Something that I always was good at was lying. As my driver took laps around the city I got a message , I grabbed my phone out and stared at it, a new message from 'Don't pick up'.

Don't pick up

Don't pick up -"hyung, can you do me a favor"

"Hmm what is it"

Don't  pick up -"as you know it's Nuna bday tomorrow so I ordered a cake and some cupcakes"

"Just get to the point"

Don't pick up -" just pick them up"

"Send address"

Don't pick up -" send nudes"

I typed the address into the car gps chuckling at his response,signaling my driver to drive to the location.

After about 10 minutes we arrived at the location, I looked outside of the window admiring the bakery, it was beautifully decorated, a mixture of pastel colors with Christmas lights. I stepped out of the car the cold breeze hitting my soft skin.

I walked into the pastel colored bakery followed by a bell that rung, warmth filled the room with a mixture of strawberry scent, I closed my eyes taking in the scent only to be rudely interrupted by a rude tone.

"Are you Jeon?"

I followed my gaze onto the unfamiliar and rude voice noticing an annoyed face in front of me, he wore a baby blue apron around his waist, staring up at me unbothered while on his phone.
'wtf did I do shortie'