Smeraldo Series- Book 3
Deemed the "Golden Maknae" for his incredible talent in all he does, there's one thing Jeon Jungkook can't do: Get the girl.
When two Noona's win a trip to Seoul and come crashing into the lives of BTS, one in particular make...
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*Your POV*
"Daddy!"
In-Bok runs to a sweaty smiling Jungkook as he walks backstage after the encore. Jungkook quickly scoops him up in his arms, nuzzling his neck as 60,000 Army sing in the background to "Mikrokosmos". Fireworks go off high above the stadium, catching In-Bok's attention. His eyes light up like the sky, an array of greens, pinks and purples dance in his eyes.
It's been one year.
Mia, Emma, the kids and I joined BTS for their first stadium tour. Having Jungkook and the guys gone for so long while they toured was hard but staying in the dorm with the girls and kids made us feel right at home.
Everyone was right. It wasn't easy going public. For weeks, even months, we were criticized. Jungkook had countless sasaengs [1] calling his phone and camping in front of the BigHit building. Someone somehow found my phone number and social media accounts and released it on twitter. I received hate mail and death threats but I also received love and support. So many fellow Armys defended us. They fought for us and showed so much love for In-Bok. They created memes, edits and even fan fiction of what Jungkook might be like as a father. The way the fandom I love so much came together when we needed it the most was incredible. I wrap my arms around Jungkook's waist, his arm instantly embracing me. He looks down at me, the biggest bunny smile on his face, "I've missed you." "You just saw me this morning before rehearsal... but I missed you, too. The concert was amazing, by the way. Weren't you scared flying like that? I almost had a heart attack." He laughs and kisses my head, "I'm the Golden Maknae. I don't get scared. Besides, my kid was watching. I needed to look cool." "Well, Tokki did say you were flying like a superhero so I'm pretty sure you succeeded," I smile, kissing Jungkook on his cheek as In-Bok pulls on Jungkook's wired mic.
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"Hyung, pass me the kkakdugi [2]?"
"Taehyung-ssi, more rice?"
I look around the hotel room, Armie bouncing on my lap as she chews on a rice cake. Countless plates and bowls of Korean takeout and ramen cover the table. Jungkook sits next to me on the floor, In-Bok in his lap trying to shove one too many pieces of pork in his daddy's mouth. Everyone laughs and talks over each other, sharing food and drinking happily after a successful first concert at the Rose Bowl Stadium. So much has changed in a year but this, our family, it stays the same. BTS's fame has risen. The trophies and awards keep piling up on their display. Through the UN speech, mixtapes, diaper changes, a wedding, and new friends, our lives never stop but neither do we. I live for this. For them.
I grab Jungkook's hand but instead, he wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me in closer, "Jungkookie.. I'm so happy." His nose crinkles as he smiles, "Me, too..I love you, jagiya." Leaning down over Armie's head, he softly kisses my lips.
Yoongi scribbles across a napkin. A habit I've come to notice whenever he feels inspired. Emma, his wife, sits next to him, her head on his shoulder. Hoseok laughs with Jimin, who just drunkenly fell off a chair. Taehyung smiles cutely as he facetimes a friend and Namjoon tosses a piece of tteokbokki [3] into Mia's mouth. She laughs as he barely misses, getting bright red sauce on her chin.
And as for Seokjin, well...we'll save that for another day.
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[1] Sasaeng- A South Korean term for an obsessive fan that stalks or engages in other intrusive acts in violating one's privacy.
