K-Pop Imagines (Mainly TXT on accident)

We're Soulmates, Right?| Vmin 🖤

A/N: This chapter is really sad and triggering. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here. No matter what you're going through and how bad everything seems, you're not alone. I'll fight for you and go to the ends of the earth for you if you need me to. I'll reply to your messages, give you my best advice, whatever I can to make you happy. You're not alone because even though we may be strangers, you'll always have me ❤.

BTS's Jimin x Taehyung

AU: Idol, platonic

Description: "We're soulmates, right? If you die, I die," Taehyung said, taking off his shoes and jacket to signal he would jump right alongside Jimin.

Warnings:
•Cursing
⚠️//tw: Depression and suicide attempt

-Has a happy ending-

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"Take five," Hoseok said before taking a drink of his water. They were practicing ON... again...

According to the dance teacher, they weren't being quick enough with their movements. The song came out almost a year ago and they're still pressed about the performance of it?

Jimin leaned against a wall and scrolled on his phone through Twitter. He saw an English comment and got excited, translating it.

But his smile immediately dropped and he put his phone away.

"You alright Jiminssi?" Jungkook asked from where he was still practicing the moves.

Jimin looked up at him and nodded frantically. "Um... yeah. Yeah, I'm fine."

Jungkook tilted his head but continued dancing anyway. Jimin felt tears in his eyes, the tweets about him finally getting to him, and he ran out, stuttering a quick "restroom" before slamming the door shut.

He had seen so many cruel tweets about him recently. Whether the people were calling him ugly, useless, fat, or a slut. He hated it. And he knew there were so many ARMYs that did love him, but the weight of the mean ones had become almost too much for him to bear.

It seemed like his members had become more distant with him too, so now he felt more alone.

He just wanted everything to stop. The pain, his self-hatred, the feeling of being alone.

He walked around the building for a little bit until he felt himself tearing up, sitting against the wall and balling into his hands.

Why was it so painful for him to think about everything? Why did it hurt for him to think of leaving everyone behind?

He knew he cared about them, but he also felt like he was being too selfless. Giving his members, who he wasn't even sure still cared about him anymore, his tears.

He was crying because he didn't want to leave BTS and ARMYs behind.

But they were the things causing him to want to leave, so why did they deserve his tears?

"Are you okay Hyung?" A soft voice asked.

"I'm fine Jungko-" he looked up and saw that it wasn't Jungkook or Taehyung.