Sweet And Special |Jikook|🎀

☆특별한: 옥상☆

☆  teugbyeolhan - special - 특별한:
 옥상 - rooftop -  ogsang ☆

[Few years later]

Life as an faceless artist has been hard.

Harder than any of us expecte- well Yoongi did advice me on that.

Getting recongonised by the public and different companies (for interviews, voice acting, etcetera) made all of us happy, my husband the happiest. He was even more happier than me and I teared up when he surprised me with a celebration party, all of our friends cheering me up.

It was all fine but at one point people started recognising me with my voice. Some neighbours had told me about how my voice is similar to the faceless singer but I just laughed it off. But soon it got more frequent- teachers in my kids school started recognizing me too.

I honestly got so scared when someone told me that for the first time, my face paling. Jimin had rejected their words politely and scares away people who refuse to leave me alone.

At one point, people confirmed it when they saw me leaving to the company for a small meeting. Someone actually followed me and had spread photos around!

It was over then.

But I can't really blame them. After all it's media, reporters or paparaazi's job to collect information on celebrities...they have to feed their family and that is the only way.

Jimin was my only comfort when I cried all night.

We moved away to my current living space, far from the city.

It slowly started affecting Jimin's basic life, people also having photos of him (recognoising him as ''Jungkook's husband). Minjung, Mel, Mingguk, Jungmin....my babies..they had to change schools too.

Even my friends were getting disturbed by 'fans' who wanted to know about my whereabouts.

I feel so guilty and I have no clue what to do to make it go away.

Jimin has been always stressed these days....having to take care of 4 kids and also to comfort me when I cry...he always has to go out covered to buy needed groceries since delivery isn't fast.

What should I do?

I don't fucking know!!

"Kookie, dinner is ready!!" Jimin called out and I slowly got up from where I was sitting in the empty unused water tank on the rooftop.

I climbed out and opened the rooftop door, finding Jimin at the door with a amused smile, arms crossed in front of him, his apron wet, probably from cooking.

He learnt to cook everything for me....

Since I am usually busy, I won't be able to cook so he decided to take over the job.

Which was really sweet of him.

"What?" I ask and he chuckled.

"I could literally feel that gloom aura around you, my mawkish baby. What were you overthinking about now?" Jimin asked and I let out a small sob.

He freaking read my mind!

"I-I'm so sorry, Chimmy!" I cried and he pulled me into a hug.

"What was bothering you, Kookie?"

"I-I feel guilty." I sob into his chest. This thought has been haunting me for the longest while and I still have no idea what to do. "I-I cause so much stress to you...If I never became a singer, no one would've recognised me and we wouldn't have to move homes...you wouldn't have this much stress and our babies wouldn't have to move schools too. And our friends are being tortured too! All because me! I-I feel so guilty, Jimin! I don't know what to do about it. I-I am sorry, Jiminie." I can hear Jimin chuckle and I only cried more.