Was it you? - Jikook

6. Could understand

The footsteps sounded like tombs when entering the backstage of the last concert in Tokyo, when the last of the presenters arrived late, as usual.

He dressed while apologizing to his manager and the team to then sit in the chair, where the makeup artist sighed before starting to see how much he could accomplish in less than twenty minutes, as usual.

Jimin had taken advantage of the fact that there was no event before that day and that they gave him extra time to sleep, but in any case it was incredible that at that point he would take such liberties.

"You behave like a child," the leader reprimanded him when he finally reached the platform to start the concert, barely breathing. "Do you think you're the only one who lives off of this?"

"I'm sorry." Jimin lowered his head and bit his lip. "I've had a headache all day." That alerted the leader more, but for other reasons; He put a hand on his shoulder.

"You ate something?" Namjoon asked seriously and growled under his breath when he was met with a shake of his head. "You really want to die."

"Leave it, it's okay for him to be a little distracted." Jin intervened, using his advantage of the one thing he had over leader, at least in one aspect. "It's the last day; afterward you can scold him as much as you want but now there is a concert to give."

The leader sighed, not wanting to argue anymore, least of all with his Hyung. He let it pass without further incident and let himself be carried away by the last few minutes he had left in peace, with the screams piercing around him.

"Okay, then let's do this." Namjoon brought his arm forward and the others understood, following shortly after.

Jimin made the sign too, but looking at the ground, uneasy because he knew that Jungkook was there... and that he remembered everything.

The night passed through his eyes, he going back to the dancefloor after crying alone in the balcony.

"Let's leave it all there." Hoseok indicated and the others smiled, excited to finally go out and sing.

After two hours the concert ended, and everyone went backstage again this time to change and satisfy hunger with some sweets.

Hoseok and Jungkook were in a corner talking about a presentation, something related to the right place since it was expected that there would be rain in the next city: Lima. Jimin watched them from a chair, pretending that he wasn't doing it and that he was actually busy with his phone. From one moment to the next Jungkook smiled, however, and seeing it made Jimin feel a kind of pain inside.

Last night he hadn't danced with no girl, he just kept drinking until Jin forced him to get inside the car to go back to the hotel with him.

He had come to the room drunk the night before, without Jungkook. He thanked life for it, because he knew that if Jungkook had accompanied him he would not have been able to control himself, and perhaps kissing him or begging him not to leave would have awakened something dead inside him.

No, in his place he had only been left lying on the floor of his room, crying for home, and for everything. He remembered that he stayed like that for at least four hours before falling asleep; When he woke up he decided not to eat and instead took a long, hot bath in the tub. He stayed counting bubbles and smiling at the echo for a long time, until he was exhausted again. From there, he had gotten up late to get to the concert.

"My god... how depressing." Jimin whispered to himself, wanting to find out somewhere.

A shoulder came to interrupt his pity, when he turned around he was nothing more than Namjoon.