HAPPY belated NEW YEAR!!!!

Our visit to genius lab bore no fruit. Everything in the studio was exactly as it should be. There had been nothing out of the ordinary.

We checked every sheet of paper that was left out to be seen. No note. Only half done lyrics, music scores and incomplete compositions. Nothing out of the ordinary. Everyday things.

It was however, a little past 12 when we got back to the boys apartment - Jungkook refused to take me home, saying I shouldn't be alone right then. This was on account of looking around in every plausible place Oppa could be at and stopping for dinner at eomma's restaurant.

Currently I'm curled up in oppa's bed, trying to fall asleep but I couldn't relax. My mind wouldn't calm down, and the worry gnawing at my inside wasn't helping.

It must've been about an hour later that I dragged myself out of bed looking for company.

Namjoon was out of the question. His snoring will keep me awake all night as well. Jin was also out of the question. Even if he welcomes me, he has a tendency to kick around in his sleep. Hobi Oppa touches around and ends up tickling me -which would result in both of us not getting a nick of sleep.

That leaves Jimin or Tae.

Tae would be the obvious choice. His cuddles were something I could more than deal with.

Unfortunately, he was already asleep when I peeked inside. I didn't have the heart to wake him up. We all had a long day. The boys even more than me. Usually Jungkook and Tae would be playing overwatch around this time, but I guess they were feeling too down in the dumps to play.

I would've tried near Jimin Oppa but he and Hobi Oppa shared a room and I didn't wanna trouble.

Which left... Jungkook.

Now, I have shared beds with all six boys except Jungkook. And that's something I'd rather keep that way.

I have my reasons.

One, I didn't know how he'd feel about it. Even if he was uncomfortable with the idea he'd not say anything and invite me to sleep with him. For another, even if he was okay with it, I didn't want my silly crush on him to grow because of a small act of kindness.

God I miss Oppa! I wouldn't be in this predicament if he was here. I would be fine sleeping curled up beside him and not having to worry who I can cuddle with. My only other cuddle buddy already asleep.

I was standing in the middle of the hallway contemplating what to do, when a noise had me scurrying towards Jungkook's room. Well, he was my only available option unless I wanted to wake someone else up.

I knew he was awake because I'd seen him chatting in fan café earlier.

I hesitated only for a moment, before my knuckles were tapping on his bedroom door. When I didn't receive a verbal answer I slowly twisted the handle open and poked my head in.

The lights were off but the telltale light of his phone light said he was still awake.

"Jungkook." I called softly, still standing out the door with only my head peeping in.

Jungkook's head instantly snapped up at the sound of my voice. Lifting himself up on his elbow he looked at me with blurry eyes.

"Haya? What's wrong?" He asked. Worry filling his voice as he watched me from the bed.

"Nothing. I... Can I come in?" I asked, hesitant. My finger playing with the door knob and eyes dropping to the floor.

He chuckled, nodding his head in answer. I stepped inside, easing the door shut so as not to wake the others up, before making my way closer to him.

"Ah, sorry. I just couldn't sleep and -"

Even before I could finish my sentence, he had shifted around lifting the blanket, inviting me to join him in bed.

Giving him a wide smile, I instantly scrambled under the thick and pretty warm duvet.

An awkward silence settled in, unless you counted the ceaseless dinging of his phone with endless nortifications. I was about to open my mouth to ask him to ignore me and go back to talking with ARMY, when his hand on my hair stopped me.

"We'll find Yoongi Hyung, Haya, I promise you if it's the last thing we do. Just wait, hell be safe and sound, ordering you around in no time at all." He whispered softly, yet loud enough for me to hear. I looked up at him through my eyelashes, tilting my head up.

His fingers gently brushed through my hair. His eyes staring down at me earnestly.

I nodded my head.

It wasn't that I doubted his words. I knew they'd not give up on oppa so soon. No, I was feeling way too aware of his warm body beside me to do anything but squeal if I so much as opened my mouth. My heart was lodged in my throat and my entire body tingled with his closeness.

"Haya." He said, his voice going husky as he bent slightly closer to my face.

I caught my breath and held it, looking at him with google eyes.

The concern in his voice making me fight back tears all over again. Suga was still very much missing and I didn't know how to deal with it.

I had long since cried myself over this. Right now for the sake of everyones sanity - and not wanting to add to the worry - I tried my best not to think too deeply about it. I was holding myself by a thread.

A thread pulled so taut it could snap any moment.

I sighed heavily, closing my eyes tight and playing along with him. He was trying to make me feel better. I didn't want him to believe his efforts were for nothing. Not even if tears pricked my eyes and my throat felt all clogged up all over again. I still appreciated his effort. Even more so because it was done for me.

"I know, I'm just being a worrywart." I wanted my tone to be as light-hearted as his had been. Unfortunately I couldn't force out anything more than a mumble. "He's just... never disappeared without a word before. Not without a word at least. Even BangPD isn't telling anything and that's making me -" I cut myself off the moment I realised than I was spiralling again.

If I started now I was going to start all over again. All the way from the begining.

Jungkook wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me closer. He pressed a chaste kiss on my forehead.

"We aren't giving up until he's safe and sound Eunha. But for now, it's late. Everyone is tired. You are tired. We all need sleep. We have to believe hyung is okay. He is okay. So, go to sleep." He murmured against my hair, one hand continuing to stroke my hair.

Taking a deep breath, I twisted around, pressing my face into the crook of him shoulder and neck. He shifted with me, letting me get comfortable. I squeezed him tight in a hug before pulling back.

"Thanks Ju- Kookie. Goodnight." I told him with a smile.

For the first time in three days my smile genuine. Not given simply to complacentate someone. Not to assure someone that I woid shatter like glass if they didn't step on eggshells around me. Rather really, truly meaning it.

The smile Jungkook gave me when I called him Kookie was worth forcing myself saying it. Worth getting my heart all screwed up for. Because the way his eyes lit up out the stars to shame.

Because catching feelings for him was the most stupidest thing I could do right now.

The biggest reasoning would point to the fact that he would never like me back (not like he already didn't have a crush on Haneul - just because she didn't stop by anymore didn't mean feeling go away just like that). Not that it was a problem at all. I'd rather preffer my feeling being one-sided.

Because I'm too terrified of the consequences of dating someone always in the spotlight.

Which is why I ignored my cheeks heating up and tossed around, curling up with my back to him. I heard a soft chuckle from him before the room plunged into darkness. The light from his phone fading away.

The knowledge that I wasn't alone the only thing keeping me from panicking. The moonlight that streamed through his blinds doing next to nothing to light up the room.

Without conscious thought I reached out for my phone. Opening the messaging app. It wasn't until I was staring at my last messages with Suga Oppa that I realised what I was doing. Along with the reason I was finding it so difficult to fall asleep.

Fingers curling around the phone, I clutched it to my chest.

"Eunha?" Jungkook's voice had a rings of alarm, but the ruling emotion was concern. It was the concern that had me realising the waterworks spilling down my eyes.

Strongs hands clutched my arm and flipped me aroung to face him. I didn't bother even protesting. I felt too out of breath to even try. My lungs too constricted and my heart squeezed to tight.

"Hey, hey. What happened?"

Jungkook's arms pulled me into his chest, one hand rubbing up and down my back while the other carded through my hair. His voice soft, crooning and filled to the brim with worry.

I tried answering him, but could only hiccup. He understood as he shushed me in an instant. Voice turninbg softer as he whipsered reassurances and sweet nothing into my ear. His hold on me tightening a fraction, pulling me closer. Burying my head on his chest and resting his chin over my head.

He held me for a long time. Until my hiccup's subsided. Until I stopped sniffling. He held me in his warm embrace. Cacooning me in the protective circle of his arms.

A/N~

Hey guys! I'm back with a late update. Sorry it's so short. I've been slaving over Soaring and a taekook au so I didn't have time to get this out in time for new year.

I also missed V's b'day update, I feel so crappy over this one the most. But my aim was to post the aim the taekook au on his b'day (it's only on my ao3).

Anyways, I've got an important question for my lovely readers. If Eunha and JK goes out on a date, what do you think would be an ideal date? Something incospicious? It's for future referance. I wanna know what you guys wanna see in the story.

(I'm in love with his hair. Blue haired Taehyung is such a beautiful muse)

(The thing more precious that blue haired Taehyung is blue haired Tae with glasses)

I hope you survived that. I felt my soul leaving me...

As always, constructive citisism is always welcome
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