BTS Oneshots|BoyxBoy

Bunny Boy

JUNGKOOKxBTS
Requested by AndreaDemonise

Jungkook pov
I shifted in my seat. The interview was going on longer than usual and I could feel boredom quickly approaching.

"Jungkook!"

My ears twitched and my eyes shot up to Namjoon, who had just called my name. Once Namjoon knew for sure that he had my attention, he signaled to the MC, who was waiting impatiently for an answer to a question that I didn't hear. The MC was glaring at me which immediately caused my ears to lower and my body to sink in on itself. I hate being a burden, especially when it makes BTS look bad.

"I'm sorry sir but I didn't catch the question." I apologized, still trying to make myself as small as physically possible. The MC smiled and brought the microphone back to his mouth, "I asked if it's hard to be the only hybrid in BTS?"

I tried to conceal the frown that tugged at my lips and the disappointment in my eyes but it was hard. Especially since I get the exact same question every interview. What's even worse is it's usually the only question I get during interviews. People only seem to be interested in my anatomy, not my personality, traits, or talents. I know it bothers my hyungs just as much as it bothers me, but there's nothing we can do about it. So I'll keep answering with the same scripted response, even if it hurts.

"Yes it's hard sometimes but ARMYs and my hyungs help me through it." I said and finished it with a forced smile and a finger heart. Unlike most MCs, who just take that answer and move on to the next question, this MC's eyebrows raised with curiosity. "How do your hyungs help you? Do they help you with heats or are you on suppressants?" The MC asked, which caused my face to burn bright red.

Why would he ask about my heats? That's so personal, how am I supposed to answer this? How do my hyungs want me to answer it? I opened my mouth to somehow answer the question but Jimin stopped me by resting his hand on my thigh.

"We'd like it if you could keep Jungkook's personal life out of the interview," Jimin said. His hand still resting on my thigh, giving me some sort of comfort in the embarrassing situation. The MC smirked, "but it's a simple question that Jungkook could easily answer."

Along with the fire consuming my cheeks, tears started to sting my eyes. All the MCs think I'm a joke, just some animal.

"Actually it's not. It's an extremely personal question that Jungkook would rather not answer." Yoongi stated while glaring daggers at the MC.

I looked away and wiped at my eyes when the MC turned to me. I didn't want to look weaker than I already am. "Looks like our hybrid might be going into heat right now, he's awfully red." The MC joked but his words stabbed at me like a knife. I wanted to defend myself but I couldn't find the words, and I was afraid that if I talked the tears would start to flow. I jumped when Namjoon stood up, along with everyone else. All their bodies creating a comforting barrier around me, hiding me from the hateful eyes of the cameras and MC. I felt the tears finally flow when Jimin bent down and brushed a hand through my hair, stopping at the bases of my ears to rub them. Jimin smiled sadly before pulling away and standing back up, a cold expression replacing the warm one he was previously giving me.

"I think we're going to leave now, thank you for wasting our time." Namjoon said before walking off the small stage. Everyone else followed after him and while walking Jimin and Jin hid me from the cameras. I kept my head bowed and held onto Jimin's shirt to keep myself grounded, and also to guide me through the studio. I didn't know how it happened so fast but the next thing I knew I was being shoved into a van, and bombarded by concerned hyungs.