What if someday BTS's Jeon Jungkook proposes to you? What will be your reaction? This story revolves around Y/N, who is an Army and loves BTS's Jungkook. She never thought that she would ever find love in real life. The love story begins when Jungko...
Jimin was in the shower, and I was stretched out on the bed, mindlessly scrolling through Twitter. (A/n: I know what chimes are thinking!🌚🌚)
Hmmm... I noticed #Jungkook was trending. A smirk crept onto my face as I read the Armys' posts. "Woo! JK, just wait there. I'm putting on my wedding gown. Be at your door in five minutes!" one fan had written. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"HELL YEAH, my bride is coming!" I thought, dramatically pretending to respond in my head. "Let's make Y/n jealous! By the way... what is she doing all alone in that room? I could be a creep and sneak into her room, I am her boyfriend. " I grinned mischieviously.
Suddenly, my inner monologue was rudely interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Uh-oh.
"Come in," I called out, quickly trying to look like I wasn't just being a total goofball. Namjoon hyung walked in, clearing his throat dramatically.
"What brings you here, hyung?" I asked, trying to sound casual while resuming my scrolling on Twitter like nothing had happened.
"Jungkook," he said in that tone. The one that meant trouble. "Look at me."
I froze, slowly lifting my eyes from the phone. Oh no, it's serious Namjoon hyung. He had that leader mode look, and everyone knew things got scary when his leader mode was activated. I gulped, trying to remember what I might've done wrong in the last... five minutes? Hour? Week?
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"What did I do?" I muttered, blinking up at him like a puppy caught stealing snacks.
We were silent for a moment before he finally spoke. "Are you sure you're going to continue with this relationship?"
I was confused. "Hyung, what do you mean?"
"You know what I'm trying to say."
"You don't like Y/n, right? It's okay, for you, I-I can break up with her." I wasn't prepared for this and I definitely wasn't stuttering in panic. "BTS is always the p-priority. But Y/n is really a good g-girl. She'll understand my situation. She never even wanted to be my girlfriend in the first place. She was afraid it would affect my career. I was the one who forced her."
I looked down, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. The words spilled out, but inside, I was screaming. BTS had come too far. My bandmates had endured too many sleepless nights to achieve everything we had. I couldn't be the one to break that. BTS is not BTS without a single member. I knew Y/n would be hurt, and the thought tore my heart into shreds, but she deserved better. She deserved someone who could give her everything, and I couldn't—not without risking everything we had worked for.
Namjoon sighed. "Jungkook, I'm not telling you to break up." My eyes sparkled with uncertain hope. "I'm telling you to balance both sides. You can't let your personal life interfere with your career... Remember, it was our dream to become worldwide famous? We can't forget that. There's still so much more for us to achieve."
