Just Bandmates? || A Jikook Story

~Chapter 44~

Jimin's POV

"Jimin, I'm done. I'm tired. I'm exhausted. My body aches. My voice hurts. I need a break from singing and dancing. I'm tired of flying on planes everywhere. Jimin I want to go home. I miss Korea. I miss my family. And most of all I miss not having to worry about anything. I always worry about the choreography being right and singing right. Being perfect for army. And now I worry the most about being perfect for you," Jungkook said. My heart sank. It hurt to see him hurting like this.

"Jungkook, look at me," I said. He looked up, with red puffy cheeks and red eyes. "You do not have to worry about being perfect for me. Listen, I fell in love with you for you being goofy and silly and not perfect. So please don't feel like you have to act perfect for me," I said.

"Can we go home?" he asked. "We can go back to the hotel," I said. He cried again. "I will work on getting us back to Korea, but we have to go to the hotel first," I said.

I stood up and made him get up also. I put my hand around his waist and we started walking to the dressing room. We walked in and the staff looked at both of us. The room went silent as we put our mics away and walked back out. We walked outside and found the car waiting for us. We got in and rode back to the hotel.

Once we got back to the hotel, I walked Jungkook back to his hotel. I sat him down on the bed and once again hugged him. "Okay Jungkook, tell me again what is wrong but in more detail.

"Okay, I'm sick of being on planes. I want to go home. And by home I mean be on a break. I am sick of having to go over choreography every free chance I get or work on my singing. I am sick of doing something every second or every minute of every day. I want a break or I guess you could say I need a break. But if I tell the group I feel like I am letting the whole team down and most importantly I feel like I am letting Namjoon down. I joined BigHit because of Namjoon and to even think about disappointing him kills me. Tonight when we were dancing our last few songs, I lost it. I was done. I want to go home and I can not stress how much I want to. But then on top of disappointing the group, I'll be letting army down. If I let army down, it's over," he said.

I didn't know what to do, so I held Jungkook close, not letting go. "It going to be okay, "I whispered in his ear over and over again. I don't know how long he has been keeping this all in, but what I did know is Namjoon needed to hear about this. He is our leader and can call a break if it is necessary.

"Kookie, if I get Namjoon over here, will you tell him what you told me?" I asked. "I guess," he said. "Jungkook, if you don't tell Namjoon then there's nothing we can do about it. We need to tell him okay?" "Okay," he agreed. "I'll be right back. I'm going to go get him," I said.

I stood up and made my way to Namjoon's room. I knocked on the door and waited for him or someone to answer.

Namjoon's POV

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I stood up and looked around. All the guys were sitting down. We all saw Jungkook earlier and were worried sick about him. We have been sitting down in silence for about 30 minutes now, still too worried about Jungkook. He's never done this.

I walked to the door and it was Jimin. "Hey," I said. "We need to talk," he said seriously. "Okay." I walked out and followed him into the hallway. "I'm not going to tell you much, but what Jungkook is about to tell you is going to be a lot. So please, be ready," he said as we entered the room.

Jungkook was looking down, fiddling with his fingers. I sat down next to him and Jimin. "Hey Jungkook. What's up?" I asked, softly. "I want to go home," he said. He sounded like he was about to cry again. "What do you mean?" I asked.