Crazy for You

Chapter 17

Your POV

"Someone leaked our photos from the museum", Jungkook's jaw clenched with anger. You abruptly sat up, clutching onto the comforter. Jungkook mirrored your movement, instantly wrapping his arms around you. Your hand started to shake at the thought of your worst nightmare coming true. What would it mean for Jungkook's career? What would it mean for your future together? Would it mean you'd be hated by everyone even before you started to release any music?

"It's okay, we'll figure it out together", he tried to comfort you by giving a caress on your hair. Suddenly, you recalled your footage from the elevator. What if people got their hands on that as well?!

"Jungkook, the footage from last night, from the elevator, can we get rid of it somehow?" your voice was slightly trembling, too. Your boyfriend pulled away from your neck to look in your eyes.

"Y/N, I don't want to hide and lie. I want to tell everyone I'm dating you" his gaze was unwavering, his tone full of confidence. Your jaw dropped upon hearing his thoughts.

"Jungkook, how can you say that?! It'll ruin your career! No, we can't! I can't let myself be the reason for that!" you started hyperventilating, your breath erratic. Jungkook's expression darkened, his jaw clenching after hearing your words.

"I told you this on the first day we met, Y/N. Dating you WILL. NOT. HARM. ME", he gritted out, his eyes piercing into yours. His arms around you tightened, his fingers pressing onto your ribs.

"Just please get rid of the footage", you closed your eyes as your hands kept shaking. You looked up in his eyes, your eyes glistening with brimming tears. You were aware how vicious some fans could get over seeing you together.

"Are you sure you want to keep our relationship a secret? Think again, Y/N. Once other BTS members and I leave HYBE, it'll be all over the news. Not many fans will pay attention to our dating", he said in all seriousness, staring into your eyes.

"No, I'm sure about this. I want to keep it a secret", you breathed out, your mind filled with fears and nightmares that you've imagined since the first day you met him. Jungkook nodded, intensity of his stare making goosebumps rise all over your skin.

"I'll get rid of the footage", Jungkook nodded, releasing you from his embrace.

Since you were back in your hotel room, your phone hasn't stopped alerting you of millions of Instagram followers, comments under your posts, texts from everyone you knew and even threats from unknown numbers. You were biting on your nails, your hands shaking even more than before as you read everything.

"Who the hell is she? Why does she get to be in my Jungkook's arms?"

"She's not even that pretty. I bet she got tons of plastic surgery."

"I wish Jungkook would date someone who belongs to his own league. Who is this nobody?"

"So a new model is sleeping her way into the entertainment industry?"

This one hurt the most. People were assuming that you slept with Jungkook in exchange for a place in the industry. You felt your chest constrict with lack of air. Was it what you were doing? If you didn't date him, would he give you the opportunity to sign with his label? Your hands kept shaking as you clutched onto your shirt, finding it hard to breathe. For a second, you forgot how to inhale and exhale. You heard a set of knocks on your door as you stood up with a limb body.

"Who is it?" you mumbled with a weak voice.

"Y/N, it's Minjun", Mr.Song's son was at the door. As soon as you opened it, his eyes widened upon seeing your state. "Are you alright? I came to check up on you".