BTS x Male: Jihyun <1>

Chapter 18

Jihyun felt overwhelmed at everything that happened today. He honestly felt like a failure.

He took his shoes off and let his jacket rest on the coat hanger. Jungkook walked up to the male and held his arms out.

He could already tell that Jihyun had a terrible day and he needed comfort. Jihyun rushed into Jungkook's arms and hugged him tightly, the older male rubbing up and down his back.

"It's okay..you don't have to worry anymore..." Jungkook said softly and they just stood there. Nothing really mattered because Jihyun felt safe and Jungkook was protecting him.

Jihyun sighed heavily, and Jungkook hugged him tighter. He rested his head on top of Jihyun's, continuing to rub his back as a sign of comfort.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Jimin said light heartedly, and Jungkook looked at him.

"He had a stressful day, to say the lease," Jungkook explained shortly, and Jimin joined in on hugging Jihyun. The two had made it their main priority to comfort the male from his long, stressful day.

They moved him onto a couch, Jihyun curling his legs up towards his chest, looking at the screen with dull eyes.

Ryland, his dog, had strolled over and nudged Jihyun's foot, the male picking the big dog up and hugging him, the dog let himself be hugged by the saddened male.

Jihyun messed with the husky's ears, rubbing them gently. He kissed the dogs head, running his hands through his hair.

His phone started ringing and he sighed, the dog jumped off his lap and he excused himself to answer the call.

"Yoboseo?"

"Jihyun, What the fuck was that today?"

"S-sir?"

"Jihyun, don't play dumb. I got loads of complaints today about how shitty your performance was today."

"Sir, I swear to you I was doing my best."

"Jihyun don't swear on anything. I'm going by the word from the crew."

"But I'm telling you! I tried my best!"

"I don't care, Jihyun! Your performance was horrible! What happened?!"

"I-i..."

"Exactly Jihyun. Fix yourself up. Goodbye Jihyun."

His manager ended the call and Jihyun threw his phone onto the counter and let out a stressful sigh. He ran a hand through his hair and pushed his tears down.

He felt his throat tighten with how he was trying to keep his sons and tears down. It hurt, but he can't cry. It makes him feel weak, and that is something he is not.

He leaned against the counter and grabbed a fistful of his hair, shaking slightly from everything.  He had a headache forming and it wasn't helping with anything.

He pulled at his hair tighter, and he felt someone's hands removed them gently from his hair. He was then turned around and pulled into someone's chest, but he didn't know whose.

He could hear whispers coming from the person, but he couldn't determine who it was exactly. All he knew is that he was trying to calm him down, and it was slowly working.

"There you go, your okay..I got you," Jihyun made out Namjoon's voice and he instantly hugged him tighter. He buried his head into Namjoon's shoulder, the older running his fingers through Jihyun's hair.

"It's okay bud, you don't have to stress anymore.." Namjoon whispered to the youngest male, who nodded into his shoulder. Jihyun took deep breaths, and he pulled away.