𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

I don't believe in destiny.

But I do believe in us.

❦

—Tell me your name.

—Tell me you love me, or tell me you want me.

—Then tell me.

—Tell me everything.

I love you so much

that I don't want to let you go.

✎From my imagination.

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Jeon Jungkook is your obsessed fan.

You were an artist, someone famous, both on television and in the press. Your face, your name, and your entire story were known around the world. Everyone knew you; someone had heard your name, someone had probably seen you on television or something.

But it was rare for someone not to know you.

You were named "Artist of the Year," receiving a gold award for your achievements and major successes throughout your career. Many were proud of you, congratulating you everywhere, both on social media and in anonymous messages.

Just as you had so many people who loved you, there were also people who hated you, envied you, and even wished for your death. And those people were quick to trash your name.

At the end of the year, you learned of a new controversy involving you. It was practically gossip, pure lies.

You were supposedly in a relationship with another celebrity from another country, but you only wanted him for money. Why would you want someone for money, when you literally earned yours, and more? Ridiculous.

Still, the rumors didn't go away and got worse. People invented more and more things to make your life worse, and they succeeded.

One day, under pressure and retaliation from the company and your boss, you were headed to an airport with instructions to do an interview to debunk all the rumors, clear up any doubts, and answer as many questions as possible, as long as you told the absolute truth.

But then...

How did you end up in a completely unfamiliar place? With a Korean man speaking to you with such emotion that your head hurt.

"Please eat a little..."

That boy with big eyes and a splendid smile had told you so, even though his hands were shaking as he offered you a spoonful of food.

It was almost Christmas. So why did you receive the gift of being kidnapped? You would have preferred to be left with nothing, rather than be with someone like Jeon Jungkook.

Your fan.