-"Loving someone doesn't need a reason. If you can explain why you love someone, It's not called "Love"...
The jealousy bubbling inside you, when you heard some of- no all girls gawking over him- literally drooling.
The jealous feeling inside you only grew stronger as the fans continued to thirst over Jungkook. The girls around you were yelling things like, "Oh, Jungkook oppa, marry me!" and "Take your shirt off, oppa!" It was like a never-ending chorus of adoration and desire.
You clenched your fists, trying to hold back the wave of irrational anger. These girls didn't know him like you did. They didn't know the Jungkook behind the stage persona.
You scoffed, glaring at the fans who were drooling over him. "They don't even know the real him," you muttered under your breath, your jealousy simmering beneath the surface. "They only see what they want to see. They don't know his struggles, his fears, his insecurities. They don't deserve him."
Your fists clenched tighter as the jealousy consumed you. You wanted to scream at them to back off, that Jungkook was more than just a pretty face and a toned body. He was a human being with emotions and feelings, and they were reducing him to nothing more than an object of desire.
You were about to speak up, to give them a harsh reality check, but another part of you knew it was pointless. They wouldn't understand, and they'd only see it as jealousy. Instead, you took a deep breath and reminded yourself that you knew Jungkook in ways they never could.
You sighed, seeing the time past 2 at night, when finally they did their bye to their precious Army's-
The members, panting and sweaty but still brimming with energy, stood on the stage, waving to the fans as they began to say their final goodbyes.
Seokjin, still the chatterbox, couldn't resist adding one last comment.
"We love you, Army. You guys always bring the best energy. Thank you for being here with us tonight."
The fans cheered in response, calling out their own words of affection and gratitude.
Hoseok, ever the optimist, added with a grin,
"We'll be back soon, promise! So keep supporting us, okay?"
Jimin, as usual, managed to slip a witty joke in the midst of the goodbyes.
"And to all the girls in the row, You're all hopeless- ." He chuckled-
Namjoon, ever the leader, spoke up, his voice firm but affectionate.
"And to our loyal Army..." he began, his gaze sweeping over the sea of faces. "...we'd be nothing without you all."
Jungkook added his own thanks, his voice a little breathless from the intense performance.
"Seriously, you guys rock. We couldn't do this without you. Thank you for being our biggest supporters."
As the members finished their goodbyes, you couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. The stage that had been filled with their presence was now slowly emptying, the echoes of their voices fading away. The night had been incredible, seeing them perform with such passion and energy, but it was over now.
You stood there for a moment, watching as the fans began to slowly exit the venue, their faces glowing with excitement and their voices still buzzing with enthusiasm. It was bittersweet, knowing that another memorable night was coming to an end, but at the same time, you were grateful for the memories it had created.
You were still stewing over the events of the evening, the sight of girls ogling over Jungkook still fresh in your mind.
As you went about your bedtime routine, you kept muttering to yourself.
"Why was he flirting with them like that- Humhph~ Muscle Rabbit-
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Fanfiction*Jungkook felt a thrill run through him at your words, the way you so readily and wholeheartedly admitted that you were his and his alone making his heart race. He loved the feeling of possessiveness and ownership that came with knowing that you bel...
