Dope [BTS x Manager!reader]

I need you

Currently on Mother of..

"What if she's never coming back?"

His eyes widen.

"No..."

A slip of paper fell.

"Hello? Korean Air? Yes, is there a passenger by the name of Miss Y/N--"

NamJoon was on the phone, as Amber seated herself in front of the rest of the members, while Jin gave her a cup of Tae. Out of the seven boys she eyed, one stood out like a sore thumb, who was none other than--

"Long time no see, Suga," Amber greeted, earning a curt response.

"Why were you with us and Y/N in the States?"

Surprised by his remark, Amber decided to come clean.

"I originally wanted Y/N to return to the entertainment industry as an idol. But to do that..." She sipped her tea.

"I needed a leverage. So I established a contract with a producer to bring you boys to US, hence, the production of American Hustle Life took place. Y/N would get the bait, to which she did.."

She placed her cup on the table, however, the cup shook when Suga cut to the chase.

"Why would you do that."

Amber quirked her eyebrows, "Because I know she has not forgotten her dream. You see, she was a former trainee, who travelled all the way from her home country, like Jungkook here." She eyed Jungkook, who flinched at the sudden attention, which brought a sour memoir between you and him.

"How would you know, noona? You were not a trainee like me who left home to stay in another country for months..! I miss everything back home..."

She was a trainee too, like me... - Jungkook's thoughts was soon entangled with the feeling of guilt and helplessness, pondering, wondering whether his words may have accumulated to causing you to leave them.

"Seeing that she's not here, let me help you by telling you all about Y/N..."

Day 8 without you

Walking up to his garage-like room, Jungkook dumped his bag onto the bed, as his eyes furrowed in contemplation at Amber's last words.

"Before she left, she placed a note in one of the items I held on so dear ..."

Immediately, his eyes went for his luggage. It's contents were empty after a week of unpacking.

"You'd think she'd given you guys one too.."

"An item that I held on so dearly.." Jungkook queried to himself--

"I miss everything back home... My family..my mum.. my shitsu..."

He grabbed his picture frame that he brought along with him, when he went to US, one of his family and now one of Iris.

Opening each frame, his eyes grew wide at a piece of paper.

"A note.." Gingerly opening its contents, he read in silence.

Dear golden maknae,

If you're reading this, I would be gone by now. You won't have to worry about me mothering you. Besides, no mother is better than your natural mother.

Jungkook gradually curled his fingers on the note, as he continued reading it.

Truth be told, you reminded me so much of me when I was younger. Fresh, green, excited for your journey of what lies ahead. At times, issues will come your way. Media, family, friends, and even yourself. But know this. Never give up your dreams because you're not alone. You have six brothers with you who need you just as much as you need them.