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(A/n: M/n's outfit is still the same from last chapter! Thank you all so much for 16k reads, it means so much to me, thank you! I hope you enjoy and have a wonderful day/night! ☀️🌈💕✨)

Requested by: @StraykidsMemeHacker
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M/N's P.O.V

« Flashback »

Airports have never been fun in my point of view, crowds of people, a high chance of missing your flight, and the high chance of getting your bags stolen. Barely anyone could understand me because I spoke Korean, obviously, it was difficult, but I made it onto the plane in time.

The book Jungkook had been reading, kept me entertained since plane rides scared me. I never liked that fact of flying hundreds of feet in the air with a huge possibility of falling to my death.

It was a good book, it was about to men would have fallen in love in the 1800's, but since it was illegal to love someone of the same gender back then, they had to keep it a secret from everyone or they could be killed out given medicine to 'help' them. It even had a squeal, which I would make sure to get while I'm here.

I just have to find out where the bookshops are in Anaheim, California...

I was distracted, but the entire flight was eleven hours and forty minutes long. I slept for only a few hours, maybe two or three, before the plane experienced awful turbulence, which caused me to stay up the rest of the flight.

I never knew jet lag could be so awful since I've ridden on a plane only twice now and it's even worse since North America is thirteen hours behind South Korea. I'm exhausted to, say the least, but I'm here for Kookie, sleep can wait a little bit.

I hurried towards the hotel where the boys were, hoping to see Kookie since I never liked to see him sad and distant. It hurt my heart more than I could say, even if he didn't show he was upset, I could always tell by the look in his brown eyes.

It was a marriage thing, I guess.

Luckily for me, they were on the second floor, so I wouldn't have to stay in the elevator for long, listening to the same music repeat itself over and over again.

The elevator stopped and opened its metal door, showing me the second-floor hallway. The hallway was long and beautifully decorated. I just hope I don't knock on the wrong door because this place seems to be where famous people would stay... oh, that would be awkward.

I walked down the hall, making sure to keep an eye out for their rooms numbers, Namjoon and Seokjin in the first room, Hoseok and Yoongi in the second room, Taehyung and Jimin in the third room, and Jungkook had the forth room all by himself.

I already knew why he had a room to himself, he wanted to lock himself away from everyone.

Whenever he's upset, stressed, or something is bothering him, he distances himself from the people, he loves and cherishes the most. I've seen it before, he was stressed out due to a recent comeback, he wouldn't say anything to anyone and would beg to cuddle with me, sometimes. Most of the time he would lock himself away in the bedroom and practice for the next album or concert.

He may act like a tough guy sometimes, but I think we all know that deep down he doesn't want to worry anyone, he thinks he can solve all of his problems himself.

But, sometimes you need a little help along with the way. It's not good to bottle everything up, it only ends up hurting you more and more, the longer you hold everything in.

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(A/n: I'm sorry this is so short, but there will be a part four! I hope you all enjoyed! ☀️✨💛 )
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