Requested by @Weird_BTS_Girl
Requested
Jungkook had been isolating himself more and more due to working hard on new songs and ideas, but you could tell that it was starting to wear him down and put a heavy weight on his shoulders.
Every now and again you would poke your head in and leave him food and water as well as encouraging him to get some rest. It would be closer to 3AM when he would make his way to your shared bedroom. Most nights, you would catch him off guard when you would turn around and talk to him. You were worried and he knew that, yet he still didn't go to you to help him with his stress.
It had been about a week of this before he finally went to you. You knew one his favorite things in the world was back rubs and scratches. They were comforting in ways that he couldn't bring to words.
"Baby..."
"Hm?" you hummed in response.
"I feel like I'm failing at this," he pouted running his hands through his hair.
You sighed and walked over to him placing your hand on his muscular back. You gently ran your hand in small circles on his back while leading him to the couch to talk.
"Tell me about it?"
"I.. I'm getting nowhere with my music," he sighed exasperated, "it's not the sound I want."
"I know baby, you work so hard and I think you should get everyone's opinion on it too before you shoot your own ideas away."
You spoke lightly while continuing to rub your hand up and down his back before lightly arching your hands and pressing your nails slightly in his back so he could feel the gentle scratching. You started near the top of his shoulders and gently brought your fingers in an in and out motion across to the other and then down to his shoulder blades. He leaned his head on your shoulder and you smiled, knowing that he was a little distressed from the light sensations. You then did patterns with one finger, circles and squares. You moved all over his back, up and down his spine to his lower back and then back up between his shoulder blades. Every now again kissing his head while you spoke about what he was so worried about. Occasionally you would press a little harder in spots that he was ticklish to get him to smile and laugh a little.
Finally he was smiling without being prompted and decided, with some slight bribery, to take a break and go back to it later.
That night going to bed, you rubbed and scratched his back slowly. No particular patterns just across as you slowly moved down until you heard his soft snores and knew that he was resting peacefully.
You were happy he was finally resting.
