JiKook Oneshots

I Need U | Oneshot

My metal chopsticks hit the edge of the granite countertop and clattered to the ground, some ramen soup still clinging on it. My body suddenly started to shake because of my uncontrollable sobs. Tears were streaming down my face like a waterfall. They collected at the tip of my chin into one big droplet and fell onto my lap, soaked up by my blue jeans.

Pulling up a shaking hand covered by my oversized sweatshirt, I messily tried to wipe my face. It didn't really matter anyway because new tears would replace old ones instantly.

'Why am I crying?' I thought. Although I asked myself that question, I had a vague idea of the answer. I was buried in self-consciousness, a lot more than usual lately because of the increasing amount of hate. Unfortunately, the excessive amount of the mean and threatening comments slowly got to me, and I started to believe them. 'Am I eating too much? What if the fans don't like me anymore? What if I'm not good enough?' These thoughts were like a broken record - they never stopped running through my mind.

But there was one thought that I feared coming true the most: 'What if I disappoint Bangtan?' BTS were my life. I had come to love them and accept them as my family. The thought of disappointing even one of them, denting our team, was one of my worst nightmares.

'I should call Kookie. He told me to call him if I needed anything, so I ought to call him.' I made up my mind. The other members were practicing for our upcoming tour at the moment, but I didn't go because I didn't feel very well. As per usual, Jungkook told me to call him if anything happens. He could always calm me down no matter what, and I was so grateful for that.

I tried to grab my phone and succesfuly keep it in my grasp many times, but failed because of my shaking hands. Once I overcame that challenge, another one faced me: I needed to get to the "Phone" app. I uselessly wiped my face and eyes to try and see my screen better, but that didn't help much.

Somehow, someway, I made it to the app, I clicked on "Jungkookie♡", who was the first person under my "Favorites" tab.

I pulled the phone up to my ear with some difficulty. It felt so heavy in my grip; it was as if I was holding a dictionary up to my head instead of my lightweight, thin phone. That made me realise how weak I was at the time. Sniffling and taking deep breaths calmed me down a little, but making coherent words was still far from happening. 'In, out. In, out.' I reminded myself all while praying Jungkook would pick up the phone.

The call was about to go to voicemail, just like how I was about to give up on composing myself, when I heard an out-of-breath Jungkook saying "Hello?" from the other end of the call. 'Great. I made him stop the whole choreography just to pick up my call! Wow, Jimin, just great.'

"Jimin hyung?" Kookie spoke again when I didn't say anything.

"Co-me ho-home," I managed to spit out my jumbled phrase in between all of my hiccups and sniffles.

"Huh? Jimin hyung, what's wrong?" Jungkook asked a bit louder this time, his voice filled with worry. He probably couldn't hear me very well through all of the background noise that I heard through the call.

I took another set of deep breaths and tried to speak a little louder and clearer. "I ne-need you t- co-me ho-home."

I heard a shallow gasp before Jungkook answered my broken plea. "Jiminie, hang in there. I'll be there soon, ok?" Jungkook ended the call right after that, not bothering to hear an answer, but instead getting to our dorm as fast as he possibly could. He probably heard the crying I was trying hard not to make noticeable.

After a few minutes of trying to compose myself, I heard the rustling of keys right outside our door. Then, a click resonated through our small foyer. The door burst open with Jungkook barreling through. He was wearing one of his favorite sweatshirts over his sweaty white t-shirt. Some of his hair was still sticking to his forehead after an attempt to ruffle it out. A worried look replaced his usual bunny smile.

'Uh, why did I call him? I just made him unnecessarily worry about me.' I thought, regretting my phone call to Kookie once again today.

"Jimin, oh god," Jungkook muttered so quietly that I could hardly hear him. "Hyung, what's wrong?" He came over to the barstool I was stitting on.

"I - don't kn-know," I whispered meebly. For some reason, I started crying again after I seemed to calm down merely seconds ago.

"It's ok." Kooke soflty whispered back. I felt strong, warm arms hook underneath my knees and torso. They gently lifted me up from my seat and placed me on the sofa only a couple of steps behind us.

"I'll be right back," Jungkook said in a soothing voice. He started walking to the kitchen. Seconds later, I heard the sound of water flowing through a tap.

Kookie came back to the sofa I was sprawled across and gave me a tall glass of water. Soon after, he placed a box of tissues next to me. I took a tiny sip of water, then put the glass down while Jungkook took one tissue out of the box, bunched up one end of it, and dabbed underneath my eyes. He nibbled on his bottom lip, a habit he has when he's concentrating.

"There, you're all fixed up!" He joked while he crumpled the tissue, trying to lift the mood, which he successfully did.

Putting his strong arms under me once more, Jungkook lifted me up again, but this time, he took me to our shared bedroom instead. He placed me on his bed with care and climbed in behind me while still holding onto my tiny form. I leaned back upon his chest as he started to play with some strands of my hair. His actions and his presence itself calmed me down immediately.

Sniffling, I said a small "Thank you." I wanted to say so much more to appreciate him being there for me, but I found it hard to express my feelings in words at the moment. Hopefully, Jungkook understood the whole truth behind those two words.

"Anything for you Jiminie hyung." After a small pause, he continued. "Do you want to tell me what's really wrong?"

"I really don't know. I think the stress just got to me and...," I hiccuped, still calming down from my unexpected breakdown. "I broke down, I guess." Each word I spoke was quieter than the last.

"Hyung, don't worry. It happens to all of us, hm?" I nodded my head as a way of showing that I was truly listening. "Don't let all of the hate get to you. They can't hurt out Jimin, can they? We are the Bulletproof Bot Scouts, remember?" Jungkook finished with a small chuckle. The maknae's smile got wider after seeing an identical smile form on the older's mouth.

"They can't hurt my Jiminie." Jungkook finalized, then lightly kissed the top of my head.

Once Kookie said those words, I was filled with warmth and pure happiness. I was so happy to have so many supporting fans. I was so happy to have an amazing family and group that cared for me and appreciated me for who I am. I was so happy to have Jungkook, the ourstanding soul who loved me as much as I loved him.

My perspective about this whole situation changed a tiny bit. It was like I was on the first step of the staircase. Together, with everyone I love, I would make it to the top.

"Take some rest now, hyung. You really need it," Jungkook pointed out. He must have sensed my worry about him getting enough rest as well before he said his next words. "Don't worry about me for once, let me take care of you. Please take some rest now, Jimbles."

I smiled at the nickname he still used for me after seeing some ARMY's use it a while ago. Nodding, I turned myself so that my face was buried in Jungkook's neck and then clinged to him like there was no tomorrow.

"I love you." I mumbled. I felt his arms pull me closer to him, if that was even possible. Nostalgia washed over me and before I could control myself, I lifted my head and placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

I felt Jungkook smile through the kiss. He was still smiling after it as he said, "I love you too, hyung. Always remember that."

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That's about it! This is actually first ever oneshot I've written that's about a ship and I'm pretty proud of it (except for the cheesy parts😂).

Anyways, thanks for reading!♡