Scenario:Jungkook is a 19 year old korean boy who is a part of bts with jin, Jimin, hobi, yoongi, namjoon, and taehyung. Jungkook has endometriosis and has bad periods sometimes
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Jungkook is a 19 year old korean boy who is a part of bts with jin, Jimin, hobi, yoongi, namjoon, and taehyung. Jungkook has endometriosis and has bad periods sometimes
Jungkook
He is the lead singer of BTS. He is determined,resilient,and sensitive. Jungkook struggles with bad periods due to endometriosis and takes medication to manage the pain. Despite his physical discomfort,he prioritizes his responsibilities in the group,often hiding his pain to maintain a strong image. His close bond with his members provides emotional support,and he cherishes the camaraderie they share within BTS.
Jimin
He is a member of BTS and Jungkook's close friend. He is caring,supportive,and understanding. Jimin knows about Jungkook's health issues and often helps him during severe periods when Jungkook hides his pain. He encourages Jungkook to prioritize his wellbeing but also respects his friend's need to maintain their group activities. Jimin values the strong bond they share in BTS and supports Jungkook emotionally through their shared experiences.
Seoul
She is Jungkook's girlfriend and a student at Hansung University. She is considerate,empathetic,and creative. Seoul surprises Jungkook with small gifts and messages of encouragement during his tough periods,showing her care and understanding for him. They share romantic moments like holding hands and kissing in public,strengthening their relationship. Her artistic side helps her craft thoughtful gestures,further deepening her bond with Jungkook through shared moments of affection and connection.
I woke up in the morning with a sharp pain in my stomach.
It was my period.
I had endometriosis, which made my periods painful.
Sometimes, it was bearable, but other times, it was so bad that I couldn't even get out of bed.
I knew I had to take my medication, so I slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
After taking my medication, I washed my face and brushed my teeth.
I then put on my contact lenses and got dressed in casual attire.
I went downstairs and greeted my mom, who was having her breakfast.
"Good morning, Mom," I said.
"Good morning, Jungkook. How are you feeling today?"
my mom asked.
"I'm doing okay, thanks," I replied.
I didn't want to tell her that I was having a bad period because she would worry too much about me.
I didn't want her to feel bad or worry because she couldn't do anything to help me.
I knew that I would be fine after taking my medication.
I sat down at the table and started eating my breakfast while scrolling through my phone.
After eating, I headed to the practice room with the other members of BTS: Jin, Jimin, Hobi, Yoongi, Namjoon, and Taehyung.
The pain intensified as I entered the practice room.
Each step I took felt like a challenge.
I tried to focus on our new choreography, but the cramps kept getting worse despite the medication I had taken earlier.
While the others were warming up, I discreetly pulled out my phone from my pocket and hid behind a stack of speakers.
My fingers shook slightly as I typed the message to Jimin, hoping he hadn't left his apartment yet.
"Jimin, I need help," I typed.
"Please come to the practice room as soon as possible."
I pressed send and quickly slipped my phone back into my pocket.
The other members were starting to gather in formation for our first run-through.
I forced myself to stand straight, trying to ignore the stabbing sensation in my lower abdomen.
Jimin arrived just in time, his face a mix of concern and urgency.
"What's going on? You look pale," he whispered, pulling me aside.
"It's my endometriosis acting up again; I don't think I can make it through practice today," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.
Jimin nodded understandingly and helped me to a quiet corner of the practice room, away from the others who were still warming up.
I leaned against the wall, clutching my abdomen as the familiar waves of pain washed over me.
Through gritted teeth, I watched the others dance, their movements fluid and strong - everything I couldn't manage right now.
The frustration built inside me until I couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Sometimes I wish I was pregnant," I whispered to Jimin, my voice barely audible over the music.
"At least then I wouldn't have to deal with this every month."
