Jungkook
His phone blooped again, the screen lighting up to illuminate the darkened room. It was frigid in his room, even beneath the layers of blankets that lay upon his bed and he rubbed his eyes, squinting at the number of notifications on his phone's blinding open screen. Instagram posts that linked tags to his account filled his eyes and he groaned, reading through the hate and threats, staring at the lack of kind comments, shoving his phone off the bed and flipping to his other side, glaring at the dark wall opposite his bed.
He had a newfound hatred for his fandom.
He didn't know why he'd decided to return to Instagram after all.
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FanfictionHis mouth flew without his brain's revision and he would have laughed at the words that he spat out had they not been perfect. He would have cringed, thrown up, and cried at the words that burst from his lips had they not made Min Yoongi smile. "So...
