Seokjin Prov

It's December 2023. It's almost a year since I started my military service. Can you believe how fast time goes?

I always knew the members would be upset when I had to go, but they seemed to be doing okay.

That was, until I was on my break and saw it.

A message that broke my heart.

A message from Namjoon.

It said, "Hyung, I'm really struggling."

Out of all my members, a message like that from Namjoon is really serious.

I asked my camp mates if I could make a phone call and they said yes.

They knew I wouldn't just suddenly make a random phone call if it wasn't serious.

I went to a private room and called Namjoon.

The phone rang four times before I heard a voice say, "Hello."

"Namjoon," I said. "How are you?"

"Hyung," he said.

I could tell he was trying not to cry.

"Namjoon-ah..." I started to say.

That was until I heard Namjoon let out a cry.

"Hyung," he cried.

"What's wrong, Namjoon?" I asked.

"Hyung, this year's not been great," he cried.

It breaks my heart every time Namjoon cries.

"Hyung," he said again.

"Yeah," I said.

"Why do ARMYs hate me?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I said.

Namjoon told me all the BS he's been through in the year.

I was so angry with ARMY. How dare they accuse Namjoon of anything like that.

Out of all the members Namjoon should have been the last member to get accused of that.

"Namjoon," I said.

"Yeah?" he said.

"I know it probably doesn't feel like it, but real ARMYs love you. And if they don't, they can go away," I said.

"I'm still sad," sniffed Namjoon.

"I know, poor Namjoonie," I said.

"Hyung, thank you," he said.

"Why are you thanking me?"

"Because you always know what I need to hear," he said.

"You're welcome," I said.

I heard Namjoon swallow and he sighed.

"Well," he said. "Got to get back to work. Can't spend my time crying to you, no matter if I would like to," he laughed.

"Okay, see you sometime, Namjoon," I said.

"Bye, Hyung," he said.

"Bye, Namjoonie. I love you," I said.

"Love you, too," he said.

I heard the phone click, and he had gone.

I smiled, because I looked at my phone and there were ARMY sending love to Namjoon.

I then realised no matter how angry I was at some ARMYs, I also loved them and our real fans loved Namjoon as well.
End of Seokjin's POV