You Never Walk Alone {BTS 8th Member}

RiKook fight

We all know how hard BTS works for their fans. Lots of sleepless nights, skipped meals, and multiple hours spent practicing. All just because they want to provide the best content for their fans, be it their music or performance.

Jungkook had been under a lot of pressure lately. He had just accidentally revealed that he was working on a mixtape, and how he feels pressured to release it as soon as he can, but at the same time, he wants it to be perfect.

As soon as the group was done with their dance practice for the day, they all left to do their own thing, and Jungkook had gon back to his studio to keep working on his mixtape. He hadn't been in a good mood since he woke up, only talking when talked to, and the members had noticed it and decided not to say anything, giving him his space, which he appreciated.

He sighed, ran his hand down his face. He was slowly getting frustrated. The melody didn't sound right, and it didn't go well with the lyrics.

He looked at the time, he had been in there for about 4 hours now and hadn't had anything to eat. He looked through a drawer and found some snacks that he keeps in there. He shrugged and opened it, taking a cracker and putting it in his mouth. It should fill him up for the next few hrs. Rina had asked him earlier if he wanted to join her and V to go get dinner but he said no, and he now regretted it. He could have asked them to grab something for him. He went back to work.

He stopped when his eyes started drooping.

"Dammit," he muttered, running his hands down his face again. He looked at the time, it was three in the morning. He had been in there for over 6 hrs now. He was also starting to get a headache. Maybe from looking at the screen too long. Or from all this thinking he's been doing. He didn't know and he could care less.

He saved what he had done and got up, going to grab some coffee from the lunch room, or maybe grab some coke or something from the vending machine, whichever was closer.

He shut the door to his studio and started walking away.

"Oppa!" A familiar voice called, he stopped and turned around, seeing Rina running towards him.

She was in black leggings and an oversized grey hoodie that he was pretty sure belonged to Namjoon. She had white sneakers on and her hair was up in a messy bun. From the way she was dressed, one would think that she had just gotten out of bed, but knowing her, she was never asleep to begin with.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, turning around and looking for a vending machine.

"I came to get you," Rina replied, walking next to him, "Did I get here on time? Are you leaving now?"

"I'm going to stay longer," he said, his eyes landing on a vending machine a few feet away, he increased his pace and took out some coins from his pocket.

Rina stopped for a second, shocked, "What? But it's late. You haven't eaten in a long time and you need to sleep," she pulled out her phone to look at the time, "There's some places that are still open, I can buy you something to eat."

Jungkook put the coins in only to find out he didn't have enough, "I said I'm going to stay longer," he pulled out a bill from his pocket and put it in the slot, "Didn't you hear?" He furrowed his eyebrows when the vending machine spat it back out.

"But that's not healthy," Rina replied, "And I came all this way so-"

Jungkook closed his eyes, his headache seemed to be getting worse, and Rina wasn't helping.

"Aish! I said I'm staying for a little longer!" Rina jumped a little at the volume of his voice, "Weren't you listening to me! I didn't tell you to come get me did I! No!! Now shut up and go home!" he turned back to the vending machine, "And why isn't this working?!" he shook it a little before putting the bill back in, only for it to take it this time.