Author's Note: Hi guys! I'm so sorry it took me so long to update this but I've been feeling pretty tired lately (>-<) But anyway I finally got it done so I hope you enjoy and please leave me comments on what you'd like to see! Also I just want to say before anyone says anything while I do like BTS I wouldn't really consider myself an army so if I'm making Jungkook seem like more of a loner than he actually is I'm sorrry but I suppose it's just an impression I've gotten from seeing some comments by armys on the asc epsisodes and stuff about Jungkook not having many friends. If you're an army I'd actually really appreciate it if you would correct me either way^^ So with that being said please enjoy!!

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Part I

Jungkook tried not to squirm in his chair as the group's make up noona finished applying his eyeliner. He'd been unusually thirsty that morning and as a result had chugged an entire liter of orange juice before hoping into the van to come to the broadcast station. And now it seemed his body was protesting. He kicked his feet a bit in an attempt to distract himself, only to stop with a sheepish grin when the girl above him gave him a look. Thankfully she was done shortly after with a final sweep of color against his bottom lip and a pat to the shoulder.

“Now, go pee!” She ordered trying her best not to laugh as she moved onto the next member. Jungkook blushed but said nothing as he bolted out the door.

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Jungkook spent a lot of time in broadcast stations, so much so in fact that he probably knew them about as well as the staff that worked there. And yet today of all days when his bladder seemed truly on the verge of bursting his memory had decided it didn't wish to cooperate. He stared out at the maze of hallways before him, playing a quick game with himself he decided to go left. The boy was quickly regretting his decision as he realized this hallway had next to no doors except for a few that led to supply closets. He was just about to turn back around when he noticed one last door at the end of the corridor. As he grew closer he could see some light spilling out and could hear the quiet murmur of a conversation obviously meant to be kept private. And he of course would have left had he not recognized the voices and allowed his curiosity to get the better of him. He slowly crept closer and peeked through the small sliver of open space.

A handsome boy a few years older than him with bleached blonde hair tucked beneath a snap-back and dressed all in black stood facing a petite girl with long dark hair and pale skin. She was dressed nicely in a short black pencil skirt and a cream ruffled blouse. The girl looked especially pretty this morning and yet Jungkook couldn't help frowning as he watched her. He'd seen her before a couple times and though it hadn't been enough to get to know her too deeply he knew enough that her saddened expression gave him pause.

“Jimin...” The older boy called her name softly raising his hand as if to touch her hair. She flinched and took a few steps back turning away from him. Jungkook could now see a small colorful box in her hands. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. It didn't take a genius to figure out what he'd just stumbled upon...a confession and a failed confession at that. So awkward.

“Jackson,” Jimin spoke after a moment “please just leave me alone for a little while...” She patted her cheeks a bit harder than what was really necessary and strode towards the door. Jungkook jumped back in surprise and quickly weighed his options. Getting caught eavesdropping would be bad, he looked down the long hallway, but getting caught running away would be worse. He hastily assumed what he thought to be a natural pose and braced himself as the door swung fully open.

“J-Jungkook-sshi...” She stared at him with large startled eyes as her face began to steadily flush pink. The door creaked a bit as Jackson stepped out into the hall as well, a deep frown forming on his face once he noticed Jungkook standing there.

“Uhh...” The boy began nervously, squirming beneath the pair's questioning gaze.“I was looking for the bathroom...and got lost…?” He finished lamely. It sounded like an excuse, even though he knew it to be true and he tried not to wince as Jackson's and Jimin's expressions slipped into those of obvious disbelief. There was a moment of awkward silence in which Jungkook thought furiously for a way to excuse himself without seeming like a total douche. Luckily he was saved by Jimin who plastered a smile onto her face and shook the small box she held.

“Jungkook-sshi, have you eaten yet?”

He shook his head no and offered her a small smile.

“Oh good! I made some macaroons, would you like them?”

His smile faltered slightly as he realized that those cookies had most likely been meant for Jackson. Still he accepted the box as Jimin pressed it into his hands. She smiled up at him, her expression much more genuine.

“There are a lot in there so share them with your members okay?” The girl stepped back and turned to go. Jungkook watched on as Jackson caught her by the elbow.

“We need to talk this through at some point Jimin.”

“Maybe,” She said pulling her arm from his grasp. “but it doesn't need to be today.”

The look on the older boy's face was unreadable as they watched her walk away.

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Jungkook was exhausted. They'd finished the last of their schedules about an hour ago and though he'd showered and washed his face already he still couldn't seem to fall asleep. He lay atop his bed staring miserably up at the ceiling. After Jimin had left Jungkook had mumbled something about having to be somewhere and had pretty much bolted. He'd been scolded by their manager for taking so long and as a result had been especially focused all day. But now that there was nothing to distract him all Jungkook could think about was Jimin's sad face. He sighed and reached for his bag taking out the box of macaroons the girl had given him. They were pretty and pastel colored and though they looked delicious Jungkook couldn't help but feel a bit sad looking at them. These cookies had obviously been made with care, they spoke well of Jimin's true feelings and yet Jackson had rejected her. It wasn't his business of course but he couldn't help but wonder why. Their personalities seemed rather compatible, there was an age difference but it wasn't by much, and she was pretty.

Jungkook blinked. Where had that come from? Sure it was true but this was the entertainment industry prettiness was practically a prerequisite. It was nothing to get excited about. He groaned loudly. Why did he even care? They weren't even close! Had it been Taehyung who'd stumbled across them he could have understood him having this reaction. Their V was rather fond of Jimin and her bright personality that so matched his own. He'd taken a liking to her almost immediately and they chatted over text regularly. They were actually friends. Jungkook on the other hand like the awkward guy he was simply wanted to be her friend. He'd tried being more playful with her the last time they'd gone on the show she hosted and while she'd seemed a bit intrigued by his sudden change in character she'd been mostly thrown off and had avoided him afterwards.

People often referred to him as the golden maknae because he was naturally skilled at so many things but when it came to things like this...like making friends and connecting with people(things that mattered, he often thought to himself) he was rather hopeless. He let out another sigh as he took out a lavender cookie and bit into it. He felt like crying...it was so good.

The door to his bedroom swung open and Jungkook started a bit as Jin walked into the room freshly showered wearing nothing but a towel around his thin waist. He spotted Jungkook snacking and made a beeline for his bed, settling down next to him he wrapped an arm around the younger and opened his mouth. Obediently, the boy placed a pink macaroon in the elder's mouth. Jin chewed and nodded approvingly, reaching for another one.

“These are good, Kookie! Are they from a fan?”

Jungkook shook his head and wondered whether he should tell his hyung the truth.

“Actually hyung they were a gift from Jimin-sshi.”

Jin stopped eating for a second and looked over at him clearly waiting for an explanation.

“15&'s Jimin, I ran into her at the station...” He hesitated, knowing that the girl would probably want him to keep what he'd seen to himself but it was bothering him and he felt like he had to tell someone and so he slowly told the older boy all that had happened that day. When he was finished he looked over to find his hyung's handsome face furrowed in sympathy.

“Poor girl...” He said, getting to his feet and going over to his closet to find something to sleep in. “getting rejected is never easy and having you witness it all must have made it even more embarrassing for her.”

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, Jin sounded as though he were speaking from experience. He made a mental note to ask about that later. Who would be stupid enough to reject his prince-like hyung?

“I didn't mean to eavesdrop but hyung...she looked so sad...” He bit into another macaroon this one a creamy orange color and thought of her dark downcast gaze and how her glittering makeup had made it seem as though tears were sparkling in her eyes.

“This is really bothering you, huh?” Jin had finished dressing and was now watching their maknae thoughtfully.

Jungkook looked up at him and shrugged. “It's just weird hyung...seeing someone so bubbly sad... is just really weird.”

Jin nodded. “Well if it really bothers you, you could try cheering her up yourself.”

When the boy merely stared blankly back up at him Jin sighed and proceeded to elaborate.

“Try befriending her! You've wanted to for a while now if I'm not mistaken and this is a golden opportunity.” He picked up the now nearly empty box of cookies and shook it a bit. “Finish the rest of the macaroons in here and fill it with something else. Something you can give her in return and tell her you'd like to be friends.”

Jungkook stared at the box in the other boy's hand and wondered if that could work. He could feel a bit of excitement building in his chest at the prospect of making a friend and blushed almost instantly at the thought. It sounded too pathetic even in his own head but still... He plucked the box from Jin's hand and stuffed a green macaroon into his mouth. The younger boy gestured for his hyung to do the same.

“Hurry up and help me finish them hyung. I have to think of something to put in here!”

Jin grinned and sat down to help his younger brother out.