Hey guys! I'm back :D haha missed me? Well I missed you. XD And for my comeback scenario... I know you guys have been waiting for the continuation of Lost Stars and as promised, it's on top of my story list now that I have finisihed Crave. <3 I hope you'll all enjoy this chapter! 

Previous parts found on Chapters 104, 105, 106 :)

You stood there quietly, shocked by the revelation. Jungkook remained still beside you and you sort of wanted him to react so that you didn't have to answer Taehyung's question.

"Uh... Y/N?" 

You blinked and glanced to your left where Jungkook stood, but to your surprise, he was still and staring at his hyung with a gaze you couldn't comprehend. That's when you realized that it was Taehyung who had called you by your real name.

You looked at the blonde boy quite stupidly then blinked, "Sorry, I--"

"Is it okay if I called you Y/N?" He asked, his face looking shy. 

"Yeah, of course." You said as you got over the slight shock. Jungkook clenched his hand into fists, feeling something stirring in his gut. He didn't want to seem possessive but he didn't like idea of somebody else calling you by your real name from his group.

Especially Taehyung. 

"So uh... Did you get it?" Taehyung asked, his eyes bright and hopeful. 

Your gaze softened at his shy disposition and you couldn’t help but smile back. "Yes I did. Thank you. They were beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." He grinned and you blushed at the compliment. Jungkook rolled his eyes inwardly and he wanted to punch something--or someone. He couldn't believe that his hyung was flirting with you right in front of him. 

Well he doesn't know anything, he thought.

Yet.

"So I was wondering," Taehyung trailed as he rubbed his nape shyly. "I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go out?”

"You mean like on a date?" You asked and you felt Jungkook shift though you didn't dare look at him. 

Taehyung's eyes widened a bit at your response. "It doesn't have to be a date!" He said in a rush and you almost chuckled at how cutely he had defended himself. "Just--" he shrugged. "A hang out."

Jungkook was going to suggest that he'd come along too since it's just a "hang out" but before he could even, you had already answered. "Oh sure. I'd love to."

WHAT?! Jungkook glanced at you, though he tried to keep the incredulous expression from his face as not to let Taehyung notice. 

"Jinja?! You will?!" Taehyung asked excitedly. The happiness was so contagious that you couldn't help but chuckle. "Yeah. I'd love to.”

As the words came out of your mouth, you knew you meant them. Taehyung seemed really nice and genuine that you couldn't help but like him. Plus, he was really cute and you wouldn't mind being asked on a date by someone like him--

A girl suddenly tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to come with her before leaving in a rush. Taehyung looked back at you with an apologetic gaze. "Sorry, I have to go. They have to put the mic on me."

"Oh okay."

"Can I call you? Later?" He asked with a smile and you felt your heart increase its pace at the gaze he threw your way. You reached out your hand and Taehyung handed you his phone as you saved in yours.

The moment it saved, Jungkook bit his lip to keep himself from saying something that might offend you--or his hyung. 

"Thanks." Taehyung said before taking a step back and giving you a small wave. "I'll see you soon."

You waved back and smiled, feeling happy about the interaction. You smiled even wider as you watched him go, seeing the slight skip to his step. He's so sweet, you thought. 

"I thought you were busy."  

You snapped from your trance and looked at Jungkook who was staring down at you with a displeased expression on his face. "What?"

"I thought you didn't have time for," He nodded at Taehyung's direction. "Hang outs."


"I don’t--"

He scoffed and your eyes widened at his rudeness, wondering why on earth he was being like this. "Jungkook--"

"I have to go." He sighed as glanced at you. "Have fun on your date." 

Before you could respond, he had already walked away, leaving you confused and a little hurt though you had no idea why you would feel that way when there's obviously nothing between the two of you anymore...

Right?

~~~

Jungkook practiced vigorously at the studio the night after, his body sweating through his shirt and his hair wet like he had just gotten out of the shower. 

"Hey, Jungkook." Their choreographer called as he peeked into the room. Practice has ended half an hour ago but Jungkook decided to stay and practice some more; saying that he had to review some steps.

Steps which he had perfected a long time ago. "Yeah?" He asked, stopping in the middle of the routine. 

"Take a break. Go home." He said and Jungkook pressed his lips together before giving him a curt nod. Their choreographer gave him a small smile before leaving and he sighed, sitting himself on the floor with his back leaning against the mirrored wall. 

He thought about what happened yesterday. Thought about their performance, Taehyung's confession, you...

Mostly about you.

Jungkook ran a hand over his face and groaned, frustrated with himself. 

"Yah. You alright there Jungkookie?" 

Jungkook tried to keep the scowl from showing on his face when he heard the familiar deep voice of his hyung. Taehyung strode in, already showered and wearing a white cotton sweater and was giving him a concerned gaze which Jungkook tried to ignore. He knew he meant well, but after what happened today, he just couldn't seem to care. "Fine." He muttered. 

"Something wrong?" He asked and Jungkook shook his head. 

"Aren't you going to get cleaned up already? We're about to leave--"

"Then leave." He spat, making Taehyung jump slightly at his sharp retort. "I still have to practice a while."

Taehyung sighed as he took a step back and let their youngest member do what he wanted to do, muttering something about how puberty is making him seem like he was on his period. 

When Taehyung left, Jungkook waited for several minutes, making sure that his hyung’s had indeed left before taking a quick shower then running off into the night, towards the one place he knew would make him feel better. 

~~~

You sighed as you placed your foot on the stool, letting your pencil tap on the body of your guitar, thinking of the next line to the song you were currently writing. 

You've been sitting there for almost three hours now, just letting yourself be immersed in your music. A piano stood beside you where layers of music sheets rested upon it, words splayed over in blank ink. 

Strumming your guitar to the chord progression you had made a while ago, you looked at the music sheet in front of you and started to sing. 

Please don't see just a girl caught up in dreams and fantasies
Please see me, reaching out for someone I can't see

You closed your eyes, letting your thoughts wander. Letting your heart sing the lyrics for you.

Take my hand, let's see where we wake up tomorrow
Best laid plans, sometimes are just a one night stand
 

FLASHBACK

"Where are you taking me?" You asked for the nth time but just like always, Jungkook responded with a chuckle. "We're almost here."

Jungkook had his hands over your eyes, concealing everything from view. You took baby steps as his chest became your anchor, prodding you to move forward. "I swear Jungkook if trip--"

His hands suddenly let go and you were welcomed by darkness. You gasped, having no clue of what's in front of you… only a clear void of blackness. 

"J--Jungkook?" You called out, your voice echoing. You reached out behind you but there was no one there but before you could panic, lights opened up and you saw a set of seats below you, a balcony built with several lights and only then did you realize that you were standing on a stage of a small theatre. 

You gaped at the view, your heart racing with excitement. You've always loved to sing and to be able to perform on this kind of place would be a dream come true.

"This is it. We're going to debut here." Jungkook said and you glanced to your right, seeing him with a satisfied smile as he looked around the place. 

Jungkook has been training for over a year now and things are staring to shape up. There was news that he would be debuting soon and it excited you. "Really?"

Jungkook glanced at you then shrugged, "Looks like it."

"It looks amazing." You gasped with a smile. "Are you excited?"

He paused then bit his lower lip, "I'm more nervous, actually."

You placed your hands inside your hoodie's pockets, switching your weight to your other foot before turning towards him. "Why? You're amazing--"

"That's the thing." He interrupted, his smile fading. "They think I'm amazing. They think I'm great and all that. But--" he looked at you, his eyes reflecting worry. "What if I'm not as great as they expect me to be?" 

You sighed slightly and nodded, understanding his point. People have a tendency to over expect, especially when they like what they see. When you learned to draw, they expect you to be an artist someday. You got a good grade? They expect you know everything! You knew that. In fact, you experience it all the time; with your parents, your relatives, your teachers... 

"What if I perform up here and I just end up disappointing them cause I wasn't that great as they thought I would be?" He asked again and you inhaled and looked straight at the audience area.

There was a moment of silence before you nudged him. "Then they'll just have to deal with it. Whatever they think, it wouldn't matter. It's how you saw yourself or how you evaluate your performance which matters in the end."

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips and you smiled on the inside, happy to have comforted him. "Thanks--"

"Plus,” you interrupted. “I think the Jungkook I see right now is pretty darn great." You added, taking a step further and his smile became a grin. He hooked his arm to yours, forcing it out of your pockets so he can hold your hand. His hands were soft and warm, enveloping yours perfectly. "Thanks, Y/N."

You squeezed his hand and bounced on your heels excitedly. "I can't wait to see you perform."

Jungkook smirked, "Yeah?" You looked at him and nodded and Jungkook was caught off guard at how genuine your smile was. He stopped and stared, watching the way your eyes lit up as you stared up at the place. It was like you were seeing something for the very first time.

Jungkook smiled, remembering how he used to have the same look on his face. That wistful and and wonderstruck expression...

The first time he realized what you meant to him. 

"Y/N?"

"Hmm?" You hummed as you faced him and your smile faded slightly when you saw his serious expression.

Jungkook turned towards you and held both of your hands in his, gripping tight. "I'm dedicating my first performance to you. So promise me you'll be there," He pointed at the first row. "When I do."

You felt your eyes sting at what he said, his words like music to your ears. Pressing your lips together, you nodded and the smile he gave you was enough to let your heart take flight. Jungkook leaned and kissed your forehead, sending tingles from your head to your toes; before wrapping his arms around you as you stared the empty theatre, with hope flaring in your chests. 

END OF FLASHBACK



You stopped as the memory hit you, echoing at the back of your head. Your eyes skimmed through the hollowed hall, landing on the seat at the very first row. Feeling a slight sting in your eyes, you bit your lip to keep the tears at bay. 

Stop it Y/N, you scolded yourself just as a tear fell. Frustrated, you huffed and wiped the tear off your cheeks. 

"Y/N?" 

Your hand froze as at the sound of the familiar voice and as you gulped, you dared to peek over your shoulder, seeing a familiar form which confirmed your suspicions. 

Jungkook stood at the opposite side of the stage, wearing a black hoodie and dark jeans. His head a flop of disheveled black hair and his face was bare, but he still looked absolutely beautiful. Maybe not as stunning with the eyeliner and all the make up when you see him onstage but a different kind of beauty. 

He looked real. 

"Are you okay?" Jungkook asked as you turned back from him to wipe the remaining tears pooling in your eyes. You cursed when you heard his footsteps coming closer. "I--I'm fine."

"You don't look fine." He said simply when he reached you. Taking a deep breath, you looked up at him and mustered a smile. "I'm fine, Jungkook."

He smirked and his bottom lip before looking towards the audience area. "Fine. You don't have to tell me."

You stayed silent as you picked at your guitar strings, ignoring his harsh response. Jungkook looked down at you at the sound of the acoustics and he tilted his head to the side, observing the clutter of music sheets piled on the piano; including the crumpled one's underneath. "Is that it?"

"Huh?" You asked as you looked up at him questioningly.

"You're frustrated because you couldn't write a song?"

"I--" play along, Y/N. The small voice in your head whispered. He doesn't have to know what you're really thinking. "Uh...yeah. Yeah. Just kind of stuck."

Jungkook pressed his lips