#also I feel bad because I he to blank out Lucy and Kat's faces and to me it looks really strange but it was only way I could make it :(

[eggy-the-boy]

Is it my most accurate text post? Probably not. Is the thought of them saying this extremely funny to me? Absolutely. 

(this has been sitting in my drafts for so long help)

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Misfortune Chapter 2

Prologue - Prologue Pt. 2 - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

Idol!Jaebum x Solo Idol!Reader

Drama/Slight comedy

A/N: YAY SECOND CHAPTER. Thank you to everyone who’s supporting us and this fic. We’re enjoying writing it very much ^^ Here you go!

Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. The name of the idol (reader) as well as the fandom name are fake and made up by us. The real life idol’s personalities portrayed in this fic are also made up by us. To our knowledge, the idols in real life are total sweethearts. We do NOT condone fandom wars or trashing idols in the SLIGHTEST. We are hoping this story will bring awareness to how stupid and toxic fandom wars can be.

Trigger Warning: Anxiety attacks, flashbacks and depression for the most part. Toxic fandom wars and bullying (Which we’ll explain further into the story). May be something later.

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Stepping on stage, you scan upon the colorful sea of people. ‘Smile, girl, ya gotta smile.’ You shake off your nerves and anger for JB and focus on your act.

You purr into the mic. “Hello KCON! Where my Kittens at, huh?” You hear cheers coming from all around. Suddenly it becomes illuminated with purple lights.

“Ahhh I see my Kittens have my purple Kitty Lightstick! Don’t you just love it?” The crowd cheers some more, but you also hear some booing. It gets louder and louder.

You set your gaze on the pit and see a lot of angry fans. One was even holding up a sign that said ‘Skin the cat!’ and another one nearby said ‘JB is our King!’ 

You roll your eyes and clear your throat. “Well, no reason to keep you all waiting. I will be performing my debut single, Trust.”

The lights change leaving only three lights beaming over you. They were three different shades of purple. Your favorite color. It felt like a warm, soft blanket. You felt a sudden boost of confidence. ‘I got this.’

The song starts and the words begin to flow right out of your mouth. You nailed every step, every word, every tune. The crowd was loving it. You even see Jimin and BamBam cheering for you off to the side of the stage. It was probably the most dabs you've ever seen BamBam do.

You were finally halfway through your song and the most important part was about to come up. But something caught you off guard from the corner of your eye. An anti was stealing one of your fan’s lightstick and snapped it in half.

Suddenly you trip and fall on stage. Several gasps filled the room. Quickly you get up and try to get back in sync, but you were still off beat. The song finishes and there were scattered claps then an uproar of boos.

You take a quick bow and disappear into the curtain. Your back smacks the wall and you pant loudly. The sudden panic attack made you sick to your stomach. ‘Oh god, I’m going to vomit.’

Sliding down slowly to the floor in a crouching position you hug your knees and take slow deep breaths. You hear footsteps approaching you, but you don’t look up.

“That was quite a performance, KAT.”

You didn’t even need to look up to know that was JB standing right over you.

“It’s KIT. J-Babo.”

“HA! That’s cute. Did you come up with that all on your own? Just like that little stumble of yours?”

You jump right up and get in his face. “I wouldn’t have messed up if I hadn’t seen one of your silly little fans steal one of my fan’s lightstick and break it in half right in from of them. What kind of star encourages that behavior?”

“A shining star. Me. A rising King in the Kpop world,” he says sinisterly as he flicks your forehead.

You smack away his hand. “Don’t you dare touch me!”

“Heyyyyy! Woah!” says BamBam as he shoulders his way in between you and JB.

“Don’t worry. I was just leaving. Unlike some people I have my dignity intact.” Your back is turned already as you start to exit the backstage.

Just before you exit, JB scoffs. “Pretty sure you lost your dignity when you fell on stage.”

Walking away, you throw up your middle finger. You take a deep breath in and sigh. ‘Let it go, don’t become the very thing you hate.’ Quickly exiting the stage tears start to form in the creases of your eyes.

Just as you take a sharp turn around the corner you bump into someone real hard.

“HEY! WHAT THE- Oh! Jimin… I’m so sorry. I’m-” Your voice cracks.

Jimin immediately brings you in for a tight hug. “Girlfriend, I know, I know. Let’s not talk about it. Let’s just unwind, okay? How about we go to the bar and grab a couple drinks tonight, hm? My treat!”

You really could use a friend right now. Especially after everything that’s been going on.

“Yes, please! I really need it,” you say as you muster up a smile for Jimin.

“Atta girl! LET’S GET TURNT WOOP WOOP!” Jimin says as she jumps up and down.

The both of you burst out laughing. This girl always knows how to make you feel better. “Alright, alright, let’s not get too crazy ya goof.”

~~~

The two of you meet up at a local bar. After you two enter, you see a handful of people scattered throughout the bar, but no one you recognize. Sighing in relief, you pick a table to sit at and start to look at the drink menu.

The bartender comes up. She didn’t seem to recognize you, so that was a good sign. Even in America, your anxiety about antis gets the best of you.

“Hey girls! What would you both like today?”

You stare at the menu and look up at Jimin with a blank stare.  Jimin nods and smiles. She then looks to the bartender, “give us two tequila sunrises!”

The bartender nods and starts to make you the drinks.

“You’re really trying to get me effed up tonight, aren’t you?”

Jimin giggles, “girl, you need it. Besides, tomorrow is your day off!”

Glancing around the bar, you notice something. A familiar girl was sitting in the corner with a solemn look on her face. You tilt your head, trying to figure out where you know her from. You look at the table where she's staring and notice your KITbong, broken into two pieces.

‘That's the girl who got her light stick broken at the show.’

Your eyes soften. It hurt you to see your fans look so upset. You turn to Jimin. “Hey, I'll be right back, okay?”

She nods, a confused look on her face. You grab your bag and gently walk up to the girl. You tap her on the shoulder, trying to get her attention. She looks up, wondering who was bothering her now. Her eyes widen when she sees you, putting a hand over her mouth.

You smile, “hi there. May I join you for a moment?”

She quickly nods her head, standing up immediately to pull out your chair. You giggle and raise your hand to stop her.

“It's okay, don't worry! Thank you for the kindness.”

You pull the chair out and have a seat next to her. She just stares at you, wide eyed. Not believing you're actually sitting here with her.

You tilt your head, “are you okay, sweetie?”

She nods her head, hyperventilating. “Oh my god, you’re KIT. Actually sitting here. With me. Right now.”

You laugh, “so I take it you're a fan?”

She nods her head faster. “I'm a HUGE fan. Kittens are my favorite fandom. You're my ultimate bias!”

Your eyes widen in surprise. You place a hand over your heart and take one of her shaking hands into yours. She stiffens at the contact before relaxing into the touch.

“You're so sweet. Thank you so much, you have no idea what it means to me. What's your name, hon?”

“L-Lucy.”

You giggle. “Well Lucy, I have a confession. I came over here because I noticed at the concert that someone had taken your light stick and broke it.”

Her eyes turn from shock into sadness at the memory. “Yeah, I was devastated. I can't believe they did that, it was my favorite light stick.”

“Well, I think I have something for you.” Still holding her hand, you reach into your bag and retrieve your light stick. “I wanted to give you this. It's my personal light stick and I really want you to have it.”

The girl's eyes widen shaking her head. “N-No! I couldn't do that! That's yours!”

You smile and take out a sharpie. You write ‘To my biggest fan, Lucy. Love, KIT’ signing your autograph.

“Well, now it's yours!”

The girl takes the lightstick with shaky hands. Her lip starts to quiver, tears falling down her face. She jumps out of her chair and hugs you tightly. You laugh and hug her back, just as tight.

“T-thank you so much. You're amazing, I love you so much.”

You stand up and bow your head. “I hope to see you again soon, Lucy. Take care. And remember to be a fierce kitten wherever you go.”

You wink at her, making her blush and head back to Jimin. “What was all that about?” she asks, confused.

You sigh and tell her the story of how one of JB’s fans decided to snap her poor lightstick in half. You wanted to make her feel better. Jimin smiles, patting your head.

“You're amazing, you know that?”

Happy with how the meeting with your fan went, you were finally able to relax and have fun with some good company. Of course for you, though, your happiness always comes to an abrupt halt.

In the distance you hear a familiar tune. Your heart skips a beat. ‘I-It’s...my song.’

You and Jimin turn around to see a group of young girls doing karaoke to your latest hit. The girls are dancing around and smiling. They turn to you and wink. You almost choke on your drink.

The one girl holding the mic points to you and says, “this one is for a special someone!”

Nervously smiling, you’re unsure how this is going to go down, but you have a bad feeling it’s not going to go your way.

The girl starts to sing your song, but it was completely out of tune. She screams into the mic horribly and even mixed up your words. The whole bar starts to laugh. It felt like you were on stage again being humiliated.

In the middle of it all, she decides to walk over to your table. “This is for the worst song of the year written and sung by the shittiest artist!”

She swiftly grabs your drink and pours it over your head. Your face read disbelief. You felt every drop of that drink slowly waterfall over you.

Jimin immediately takes the mic and shoves the girl out of the way. She puts the mic up to her lips, “and here’s to the crazy anti fans who think they’re better than everyone else. Get. A. Life.” She glares at the young girls and does a mic drop.

“C’mon, who needs ‘em.” She puts an arm over your and escorts you out of the bar.

Jimin hurries you back to the hotel to clean you up. Your anxiety took over, causing you to not be able to help yourself. You completely shut down. As she helps you undress and get into the bath, you didn’t say a word. What could you say? You didn’t know how to feel, and if you did, you wouldn’t know how to say it.

You had a flashback of an incident that happened a few months after you left JYP, right after JJProject debuted. You were sitting in a café by yourself, trying to come up with an audition for FNC Entertainment. As you were trying to pick out a song, you suddenly get Americano dumped all over you. You turn around to see a girl with a smirk on her face, who, of course, happened to be wearing a JJProject t-shirt.

Sliding down into the tub, the bottom half of your face covered by the bubbles, you wonder if all your misfortune would ever cease.

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