LOST BOY.

|seven

fans screamed as we performed.

i forced a smile as i winked into the camera, making the venue probably three times louder.

"thank you!" we bowed to them one last time.

i kept that expression on my face and waved to all the sections along with the rest of the members.

as soon as i turned my back i let the smile fall.

"good job." they all put their hands in the middle and did a cheer.

i stood by myself in the dressing room, drinking a bottle of water.

out of curiosity, i lifted up my shirt.

i felt disgusted.

i didn't like what the mirror showed me.

"stop teasing me." jungkook wrapped his arms around my waist and grabbed a hold of my hand, making my shirt fall.

he kissed my neck softly, looking at our reflections.

"you're so beautiful, baby boy." he mumbled against my skin.

"i'm older than you, jungkook."

he laughed, tightening his grip.

"but you're still small and child like."

"babe." someone sighed from the side of the room.

i looked over in the mirror to see yoongi talking to someone on his phone.

"i've been busy. i just- whatever." he frowned laying his phone next to him on the dressing room couch.

i got shivers down my spine as i felt a nip on my neck.

"jungkook, stop." i elbowed him softly, glaring at his reflection.

he only shrugged.

"maybe if you were paying attention to me, i wouldn't of had to do it." he let his arms fall and leave my waist.

jungkook sat down with taehyung and hoseok.

great, he's upset.