𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒 𝕂ℙ𝕆ℙ 𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕝(~Jungkook x Reader)

Yours

The screams were insane, as predicted! They always are when BTS finish a set. This time though it seems different; everyone around me screaming the exact same way I fangirl at groups, the way I fangirl about this group. But I'm not screaming.

I'm stood clapping but in a state of shock? Confusion? Daze?

I find myself locked in eye contact with Jungkook again and I'm desperately trying to look elsewhere; not because I don't want to look at him, I mean shit, I do I really do, but somewhere in the back of my mind miss sensible appears and says to me 'don't forget there's cameras everywhere, there's eyes everywhere' it's in that moment I truly realise how hard it must be to date a celebrity.

Date! Am I joking myself? Even if Jungkook likes me even a little bit, surely he's only looking for a one night stand or some fun before he returns home.

The guys leave the stage as I drop my eyes to the floor looking away from him and his intense stare, I feel bad as I look back up and see him leaving the stage not looking quite as happy as before, was that because of me?

This whole thing is giving me stress, all I could've ever wanted was to dream of dating this amazing guy, no wait, not even dating just a kiss and it's happened but yet I'm not feeling all that amazed.

I'm scared!

I'm scared of my feelings
His feelings
Press
Fans
Other band members
Secrets
Everything

Even just the one tiny kiss we've had is a secret, even the hotel room playing computer games was a secret. Press and media, Hell, other band members apart from Jimin and fans no of nothing.

"Oh they were so good wasn't they, yours was wow, hot" I hear the lady at the side of me again and it's all fine until I hear the 'yours' and my neck nearly snaps looking at her, "excuse me?" I say rather shocked coming across a little rude and I hate it but she can't be saying stuff that's not true.

Is it?

"What?" She asks looking rather taken aback by my sudden response; "you said yours, he's not mine, none of them are, they're just my favourite band, do you know how much shit you could stir up with the press for him if someone heard you, it's not fair when it's not true" I say defending them to the bitter end, true fangirl! "I just.. sorry, I thought every fan had one of them like, as a favourite" she stutters and I try to relax a little. "No I'm sorry, I just meant, this band I don't know if you really know them or not but, they're not from this country, they have millions of fans worldwide who watch their every move, press are waiting to jump on anything at all that could chew up this band and spit them out making them look like trash just because they're dominating the world, please don't say things that can be taken out of context and spread like wild fire in five seconds flat" I say as I smile at her and hope she appreciated my talk.

She glances at me with a tiny smile and walks away leaving me standing now alone with some confetti floating down from the ceiling and landing around my feet, the boys have long since been ushered off stage and I assume have left the building already.

"Miss can you start moving please, we're clearing the arena now" a steward asks me shyly to which I just nod and start to leave. I realise that Jungkook said earlier that he'd see me later but I don't remember anything being said about us all meeting up after this show; I know the guys mentioned they have a get together or whatever. Surely they don't party till early morning when they check out in the morning and leave?

My heart makes a stupid skip and flutter and I hate it! I hate it because I know why it's doing it; the thought of Jungkook leaving and going home and this whatever it was we had being over already actually hurts. I don't know anymore why fangirls wish for things like this to happen because when they go, oh how it's going to hurt so much more than when they were just the band I loved.