𝐀𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𖹭ྀི

part 15

You felt your heart racing again when he placed his hands on yours possessively, glaring towards the waiter who had the audacity to smile at you. The waiter gulped, his eyes wide, and quickly walked away, clearly sensing the protective vibe radiating from Jungkook.

You had told the waiter to keep anyone from approaching your side table because, honestly, his fans are everywhere, and if they caught sight of him, you both would be in serious trouble. The thought sent a shiver down your spine, but you couldn’t help but chuckle as you watched him dive into his food with such enthusiasm. He looked so adorable, like a big, strong baby lost in his meal, and it made your heart flutter.

You shook your head, rolling your eyes playfully. "If you were this hungry, why didn't you bother to take a little break and eat?"

Jungkook looked up from his food, a sheepish expression spreading across his face as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. His eyes sparkled with a mix of embarrassment and sincerity.

"I guess I got a bit carried away," he admitted, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips, making your heart skip a beat. "When I'm focused on work, I tend to forget about eating sometimes."

He glanced at you, and in that moment, you could see the depth of his appreciation reflected in his gaze.

"Thank you for bringing me here," he said, his tone genuine and warm, wrapping around you like a comforting blanket. "I really needed this."

His words hung in the air, and you felt a rush of emotion swell inside you. Knowing that you could provide him with this little escape from his hectic life made everything feel right. You smiled back, your heart swelling with joy, feeling grateful for this shared moment of peace, laughter, and connection amidst the chaos of his world.

You stared at him with a tight-lipped smile, trying to hold back your concern. "Shut up, you stupid bunny. At least take care of yourself; you're also a human, and your fans would be sad to know if you get sick." The worry bubbled up inside you, twisting in your gut like a knot. He lived alone, and even though he was a mature man, he was still a total baby who needed someone to look after him.

Jungkook couldn’t help but chuckle as you scolded him like a child. His eyes sparkled with mischief, but there was a hint of guilt lurking beneath the surface. "I know, I know," he said, still munching on his food, the sound of crunching echoing in the quiet room. "I just get so focused on practicing that I forget to take care of myself."

You sighed, grabbing his hand, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours. It was a small gesture, but it meant everything in that moment. "Jungkook, this is not funny. Look at yourself; you have dark circles under your eyes. You're not getting enough sleep." Your voice was firm, but the concern in your tone was unmistakable, your heart aching at the sight of him pushing himself too hard.

His expression softened as your fingers intertwined with his, sending a shiver down his spine. He hadn’t realized it was that obvious, but your concern struck a chord deep within him. "I know," he admitted, his voice low and sheepish, almost vulnerable. "I just... I want to make sure our performances are perfect, and sometimes I don't realize how tired I am until it's too late."

You rolled your eyes, releasing his hand and crossing your arms over your chest, a mix of frustration and affection swirling inside you. "Eat!" you insisted, your tone leaving no room for argument.

Jungkook chuckled at your authoritative tone, rolling his eyes back at you playfully, but the smile that spread across his face was genuine. He knew there was no point in arguing with you when you were in this mood. "Yes, ma'am," he said, a teasing lilt in his voice as he returned to his food, feeling a warmth in his chest. Your care wrapped around him like a comforting blanket, reminding him that he wasn’t alone in this chaotic world of fame and expectations.