Blamed (Jungkook × Reader)

The Concert

Jungkook P.O.V

The day has come. The big show in front of millions of people with the mayor watching as well. Me and my group (bts) are about to perform and everything is going perfectly so far. Until… “where are the microphones?” I hear our manager shout in the background, “who was in charge of microphones?” He asks us, entering the room. Every single person points at me. ‘oh right… I forgot’ I think to myself. “well?” The manager says to me.

“umm.. I'm sorry, I forgot them” everyone all of a sudden sighs and seems very disappointed at my answer I know I've done wrong so i just lower my head and think about what I've done. “can anyone find any microphones?” The manager continued...

Y/N P.O.V

You're coming to a kpop concert because you really like it. You're coming to see stray kids, exo, got7 and especially bts. Bts is your favourite boy band and you really love them (Jungkook is your bias). Sitting through every group is hard. You really just want to see bts and they are last on so you have to watch all of it. Got7 is the second last group and you're dancing to it but when it comes to an end, everyone seems confused. There's no set up for bts and they're definitely not on the stage so where are they? You're thinking. Eventually, everyone is being let out and people money is being given back. Sighing and sulking, you start to walk home. Everyone else is either walking in a different direction to you or taking a car. You're just walking and singing blood sweat and tears to yourself when you notice a figure in the park nearby. He is sitting on a swing with his head low and his hands covering his face. It isn't long until you realise that it's... Jungkook? And he's…. Crying? You are so confused. ‘What's he doing out he all alone and why is he crying?’ walking up to him, you call out his name. “Jungkook? What's wrong” he lifts his head up to see you and quickly wipes the tears away.

“n-nothing” he replies “are you a fan?” I nod in response and he just smiles.

“What's wrong?” I ask once again, not letting it go. I can tell that he’s just going to say nothing again so i rushingly say “and don't say nothing” i stare him in the eyes and he starts explaining. To be continued...

(A/N: Thankyou for reading, if you made it all the way to the end. I really appreciate it. Bye. Love youuuu)