BTS Jungkook x reader

Chapter16: the only thing on my mind.

Your POV..

I hung up after calling my mom to tell her that I've arrived safely and that I'm having fun.
I looked towards jungkook who sat quietly ever since he walked into my hotel room.

"Do you have to call someone or..?"  I asked or suggested.

He finally snapped out of his daze and looked in my direction "i forgot to take my phone before leaving the house" he spoke slowly as he looked through his pants and hoodie pockets.

I took my phone from the nightstand where i had put it a minute ago and offered it to him after i had unlocked it.

He glanced between me and my phone a few times, hesitating.
"Here, use my phone"  i shook my hand that held the phone gesturing for him to take it.
He smiled thankfully and mumbled a 'thank you'.
I nodded my head once as a response, then went towards my suitcase to unpack it, also to give him privacy with whoever he's planning to call, but not to much privacy.

As i was unpacking my stuff, I could see him from the corner of my eye.
Quickly dialing phone numbers and waiting for the person he's calling to pick up.
The longer he waits the more his anxiousness is obvious on his face.

Then he looked at the screen and dialed another number with a hope apparent on his face as he waited for someone to pick up.
A few seconds later, a smile of relief washed over him "hey, where are you?" He asked a little more rushed.

That's when I started focusing on what I'm doing instead of eavesdropping on his conversation.

Then he sighed "no it's alright hyung, enjoy your lunch".
I assumed the only person that picked up was busy or couldn't help jungkook.

Without thinking futher "so..is someone coming to get you or something?"  I asked even though i knew the answer.

He looked up at me from the phone, he didn't even seem like he was looking at me, he was too lost in his thoughts of how he was going to reply to my question.
"I'm just gonna assume it's a 'no'"
I said as i closed the cabinet where i had just finished putting my clothes.

I could feel how he shot his head up after hearing my response to his silence and how his hand was at the back of his neck awkwardly not knowing what to say.
"I can still help you" i stood facing him with my hands on my hips in a power pose.

"No.. you really don't have to, you're probably already in so much trouble because of me" he chucked awkwardly while scratching the back of his neck.

"PROBABLY" i emphasized a word he said, then continued "and probably not, but I'll definitely help you"

"I'll definitely not burden you with that"

I was already picking out clothes to change "you won't be burden, besides I have nothing to do yet" besides sleeping and eating, i feel like I haven't done these two things in ages.

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We walked through the hotel hallways again, probably for the 10th time today.

I changed my clothes after i took the quickest shower ever, then i gave jungkook one of my over-sized hoodies just so no one will be able to recognize him by his clothes from before.

It's 1:30 in the afternoon, almost 24 hours since i ate or slept.

I still feel bad for him, I don't really know why.
Probably because I didn't expect his life to be this hard, I thought being a kpop idol was fun and different than other jobs and careers, being loved by people and having good income, that's why alot of people wanna be celebrities.

But now i know that's not it, it's very tiring, I didn't know haters and paparazzi effect them or bother them that much, so much that they would rather do what jungkook and i did than walk through an ocean of people screaming at you, yelling good things and bad things at you, reaching out to touch you and pushing to catch a glimpse of you.
You would think they've gotten used to it, but I don't think that's true after seeing the look on jungkook's face when people started gathering.
He looked like he just remembered that most of those people don't consider him a normal person.
I thought he would know what to do in situations like that where he would be alone with no bodyguards or managers or his members.
Or maybe he would be happy to have that kind of attention.
Maybe he would if he wasn't on break, he would if they were real fans gathered around him, he would if I weren't with him there.

Most of them weren't fans who supported him, loved him and helped him get to where he is now.
they were the same people that comment on his life as if he's doing the things he's doing only for those people.

He wanted to sing and dance, have people who support him and love him.
But alot of unwanted things came along with that.

I looked over at him, he seemed to be lost in his thoughts just like i am.

"Hey" i said to get his attention.
"I think we should ask an employee for directions to an exit or something"

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That didn't work.
We asked an employee but he said paparazzi and reporters gathered around the hotel.
It was easy to do that since the building wasn't that big.

We're just sitting in my hotel room, each in our own thoughts.

"Do you wanna eat something?" Clearly that was the only thing on my mind.

To be continued..

Sorry if this chapter was a little boring and not so eventful.
The whole story probably doesn't even seem as realistic as i wanted it to be.

But thank you so much for all the nice comments❤️
I re-read them so many times.
I love you all so much🤗
I'll try to post more often.
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