May 14th, 2017:
I woke up from a very well-rested sleep. I couldn't see any sun peeking out from behind the curtains, but given I'd basically slept all yesterday, I wasn't tired enough to go back to sleep. I was, however, very hungry having skipped dinner last night despite all the pleading by the staff to get me to eat. I felt completely recovered as I got out of bed and quietly walked to the suite to get something to eat, leaving a sleeping Jungkook in my room.
A fruit bowl had been left out and I grabbed an orange and a banana. I then sat down on the couch and went on my phone for the first time since leaving Japan. I had an unbelievable number of unread texts and several missed calls, the calls probably from sasaeng fans as I didn't recognise the majority of the numbers.
Jungkook's recount of the concert last night gave me the confidence to finally check Twitter. I found a #ProtectY/N hashtag in the global trending hashtags. I clicked on it and found thousands of supportive messages. I got that warm and fuzzy feeling in my heart that I so rarely got as I read them all. ARMY weren't upset, in fact, they seemed relieved to hear I got to rest. It was strange to think they wanted me to rest instead of perform given I was paid, by them, to do so. We truly didn't deserve them. I chuckled at a tweet with a meme taken from a RUN episode of me looking flabbergasted as I continued to read the Tweets. They weren't always right, given I had taken a break, just maybe not from official schedules during the court debacle, but the sentiment remained the same.
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BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2017
FanficThis is year 2017 of my slow-burn, detailed story of Y/N as the eighth member of BTS. The story is as realistic as possible which means it sticks to dates as well as social and idol "norms". This is not snapshots or short imagines, it does have a t...