Dove (K. Jisoo x Fem Reader)

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{Jisoo P.O.V.} *Short chapter... sorry my loves! Bit of a filler... lolz... if anyone wants to bully me abt my shitty writing then go ahead xD

I hate leaving Y/N alone. She depends on me a lot. It's not something I overthink about, she needs me, and I love it. She doesn't like asking for things, but she's always open with me. I have to leave her, knowing she'll probably be alone with only a dog who sleeps a lot. It's something I'm not excited about. I'll be gone for a week before I'm able to go back home.

I have to do a photo shoot, and I have some places I have to be for events. It's exciting, yes, but I still hate leaving, even if it's just for a week.

After a long, exhausting day, I can finally get back to my hotel and I can get some rest. I finish taking my shower, quickly getting my clothes on and drying my hair. I grab my phone off the bedside table, unlocking it to find Y/N's contact name. Finally, I sit down, getting comfortable as I think of what to message her. It's probably really early in the morning for her, but she wakes up early. Earlier than I do, usually.

Little Dove🐰: "Hey baby, I'm about to go to bed, I'll try to message you tomorrow morning before the shoot." I message, letting out a deep sigh as I wait for a response.

My love🧸: "Hey, my dove, sleep well. Don't worry about me, I'm just eating some breakfast. Can't wait to have you back in my arms." Y/N responds after a few minutes of silence on her end. Her message makes me smile. Cute.

Little Dove🐰: "Okay, baby, eat lots and give Dalgommie lots of kisses for me :)"

My love🧸: "Dalgom says he misses you 😉" Her response makes me giggle quietly. Everything she does is so cute. She's got these... big muscles and a stupidly charming smile, but in my eyes she's just a baby. It's probably because she's younger than I am.

After messaging for a few more minutes, we say our 'good nights'. I don't think I'll be able to sleep very well. I'm so used to having Y/N and Dalgom sleeping with me. My teddy bear and my little puppy. Eh, he's an old man, but he's still just a puppy to me.

I put my phone on the charger next to my bed, pull the covers up to my neck, and cling to a pillow that's rested between my arms. I may or may not have stolen Y/N's nice perfume/cologne. What can I say? I'm attached. Somehow, some way, that little hellion got me attached to her. Maybe it's her cute face... maybe it's her really bad jokes... no clue. But what I do know, is that I'm so lucky to have her.

The next day is the same, almost every day is the same for someone like me. I get my outfits put on me. Then I get my hair and makeup done. I perform for the cameras. People tend to be rude, not understanding how my life is. The stillness or my life gets difficult, and then suddenly it gets... hectic. It's difficult. So, so difficult. I guess that's the luxury of being an idol, a performer.