Jeon Jungkook ²³

You had worked as Jungkook's manager and the other members of the group for about two years. Initially, your interactions were strictly professional, limited to conversations and work commitments. However, as time passed, you ended up developing a very special bond, especially with Jungkook, who found in you the necessary confidence to express his vulnerabilities, something he rarely showed in public.

The Los Angeles tour was underway, and the second day of performances had come to an end. You were backstage, exhausted but still energized by the recent show. During the performance, Jungkook had injured his ankle, making him the most introverted of them all. As you rested on the dressing room sofa, you noticed the young artist walking towards you. His tiredness was evident, showing in every gesture and expression.

Without saying a word, he settled down beside you, resting his head gently on your lap. His eyes, fixed on you, held that singular expression of silent pleading that he often displayed when he was exhausted.

"I'm so tired, Ana..." he murmured, his voice filled with exhaustion, following his outburst with a long, deep sigh.