Room 530 (BTS x Reader)

CH 9: LOST

——◂〚⁎ ⋆ ⁂ Jimin's POV ✧ ⁎ •〛▸——

"Hey Y/N, do you wanna go to th-", I walk into Y/N's room seeing her looking up at the ceiling
"Are you okay Y/N", I ask.
When she doesn't respond, I walk up to her bed seeing her wrapped in her blankets, she looked stressed and defeated and I knew I had to cheer her up.
"What's wrong", I sit on the bed.
"Life", She responds.
"I'm gonna need more context then life".
"Adulthood", Y/N sighs.
"Oh I see, I'm guessing you're reappearing in that phase where you're stressed and don't know what to do, you're giving yourself depression because there's always this voice in the back of your head telling you something negative, you're probably thinking about quitting your job but then it had pretty good pay so that's not a option and you're probably thinking life is unfair and you want a refund", I quickly say in one breath.
"You're kinda spot on", Y/N turns and faces me.
"Vent it out with me, I'm pretty sure you're sick of hearing that but it's true".
"I just want to be free, work is overloading and I just want to be on permanent break, even though my holiday is coming up, there's this tiny headache itching my brain and wanting me to be held captive by work so I know I'm not ruining my life. I feel like I spent so much time on my work without that much quality, I feel like I've disappointed myself and could have done better, I feel dumb and stupid when I know I could easily pull it off and I feel weak and puny thinking of giving up. I'm a total wreck but I have to stay optimistic because life is hard", Y/N sniffles a bit.
"I understand what you're going through. But honestly it's not that bad, I've had days where hate comments get stuck in my brain and I want to die- but I won't -, there are people who hate the living guts out of me and I just have to put on a mask and do the best performance I can but I always have to stay positive because I don't want cynical depression and die plus literally it's infecting the world and I don't want people hating on themselves. Y/N you are phenomenal and I bet you're just being hard on yourself, I know your music is great when I haven't even heard it yet because Yoongi only spent half a day with you in the studio, if it were any other band member it'll probably be 2 months minimum. And the headache problem is just you being work sick and I promise you when you get on holiday, you're probably gonna drink some alcohol and don't give a fuck about the world. You're doing great being an adult".
"Thank you Jimin, for everything you and the guys have done. I honestly love you guys", Y/N smiles.
I lay on the bed next to Y/N and we just stay silent, it felt like we were telepathically talking to each other and we were reminiscing about old times. Y/N made me smile and she didn't even say a world.
"Hey you wanna go to the carnival with me, it's the last day and the best cure for depression is being with people that you love", I suggest.
"I would love to go", Y/N replies.

——◂〚⁎ ⋆ ⁂ Timeskip ✧ ⁎ •〛▸——

We arrived at the carnival a few blocks away seeing all the rides we could go on. I was wearing a thin white jumper and cropped black pants with a belt while Y/N was wearing a low cropped black shirt with high waisted pants, she looked very cute. We immediately raced towards the cotton candy stand, we were about to purchase one when we realised we were probably gonna go on the rides and someone was gonna vomit if they had food before... but what's the problem with one bite right?
Y/N and I walked by with a large stick of pink and blue cotton candy while we looked for rides we could go on, I made sure to wear a mask covering most of my face and a bucket hat to cover my noticeable hair... I've seen some Instagram pages online and they're dedicated to weird things.
"Hey doesn't that guy look like Jimin", a girl says.
I feel Y/N become stiff as she turns cautiously and looks around for an escape route, I grab her hand and squeeze it assuringly as she calms down a bit.
"Can't be, he doesn't have a girlfriend plus he's probably busy with kpop related stuff, also didn't BTS' last post say they were in a different state", the girl's friend replies.
"You're right. They look so cute together tho", the girl squeals.
"Let's go on the roller coaster, our friends are waiting for us", the girl's friends says.
The two leave as Y/N calms down a bit, I cheer her up and assure her that we were not going to be found out, I convinced her to go on many rides and at the end she looked happy for the rest of the night. We went on roller coasters, kiddie rides, jumpy castles and we went to small petting zoos and food stands but there was one last ride yet to be ridden, the Ferris wheel.
There's always this cliche in fiction books where a couple kiss at the very top of the Ferris wheel, the person looks at the person he/she loves and remembers all the good times they've had, suddenly the love interest looks better at the top of the Ferris wheel, the moonlight beautiful highlights the love interest's skin and the synthetic lighting just makes it better, the person in love falls harder noticing every little detail about the love interest, their hair, eyes, nose, lips, personality, how cute they look when they sleep and then the lines correlate. The love interest either turns around and the two people look into each other's eyes or the person in love suddenly pulls the love interest into a kiss... it was the first option.

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A/N: sorry if this chapter's a bit boring, I'm kinda having a bad week and want it to be over. I'm just over stressing but the main reason why I'm writing this note is to say that I wish you guys are happy for the rest of eternity. The world is going into the dumps and honestly we have to stick together, if you're having a bad day there is always a way to vent it out like talking to a trusted friend, somehow turning it into a story idea or just writing it out, it's always good to cry and you all look beautiful to me even though I'm pre writing this. It all starts with multiple cultures and races but I hope that in the future we can become one diversity so we can all help each other. I [term of endearment] you guys.

Bye bye