❝you probably didn't even know when you started hurting me.❞
"kookies! thank you for everything! tonight was very fun, i'll be looking forward to next time!" i say as the fans scream in delight. i smile and wipe the sweat off my forehead. it's been a long night and i'm tired as fuck.
i leave the stage and see namjoon, "hey hyung." i say as i get a water bottle from my staff. "jungkook, you seemed a bit off up there, you alright?" namjoon asks me as i take a sip. i place the bottle down on a table and smile. "yeah, i'm great." i reply and see him relax. "good. it just... you seemed to be a bit distracted." namjoon sighs and the two of us leave the building. "yeah?"
"yeah. you sure it's nothing?" joon asks again, "yes, dad. i am sure it's nothing." i roll my eyes and we laugh. namjoon wasn't really a staff member, nor was he some sort of member. he was just there for me. my fingers twitch but i ignore it as i enjoy the cool breeze. we walk down the quiet street, it was late, but not so late? 10 pm maybe.
"oh! i got you a little gift to celebrate 4M followers on twitter!" he bubbled and dropped his bag on the pavement and opens it. he pulled out a box... "uh... what's that, joonie-hyung?" i ask him, he looks up at me smiling. he gives me the box, "open it!" he beamed as if he were a kid on christmas. i open the box and i smile softly.
5 mini cartons of banana milk and a strawberry cake.
i close the box and put it down on the pavement and hug namjoon. "thanks hyung, you're the best." i smiled. "you're welcome kook, you deserve it." he replies.
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i sit down on my bed, the gift on my desk. i sigh as i remember the beauty's face. seokjin. i haven't seen him after that day. i got an idea and stood up from my bed, sitting at my desk, and opening the laptop. i log in to my account and open google, opening instagram. i type in "kim seokjin" hoping to be lucky, but of course, it was only strangers.
i lean back in my chair and close my eyes. facebook maybe?
i open facebook and type in kim seokjin and to my luck, he had a profile. "you can't escape me that easily, seokjin." i smirk and click on his profile. "kim seokjin... in a relationship." i furrow my eyebrows and decide to stalk him a little.
pictures of him and this... yoongi guy. i scoff. i find his instagram and i smirk. "maybe i can lure him..." i say to myself. i decide to make a new fake account on my phone. my username should be... let's see... goldenmaknae97.
the account has been created. i smile to myself and search up seokjin's instagram profile, and follow him. i decide to dm him.
goldenmaknae97:
hi seokjin!
let's see if he'll fall for my... little trick.
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FanfictionWhere an idol with mental issues roams the streets of Seoul in hopes to find ideas for upcoming songs. However, one day he bumps into the most gorgeous man he'd ever seen, and from there, he decides that Kim Seokjin will be his forever till the end...