Lost... ||A Kim Namjoon story||

Chpt one: How it begun

Chapter one: How it begun
Third person POV
On stage

"Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! BTS!" The fans of the breathtaking Bangtan boys cheered as the 7 angels danced across the stage under the blinding lights. The music blaring as their main vocalist sung his heart out in the chorus.

All was good and well for the performance until, a certain someone tripped over their feet and landed flat on their face. Bashing their gentle nose on the ground, with a loud crack which stunned most people in the audience.

"Namjoon-Hyung!!!" The youngest of the 7 screamed and quickly stopped dancing and, raced over to his beloved leader. Who's face was covered by his hands.
A red substance slowly dripped through his hands and onto the stage floor, Gasps were heard from the fans.

The Hyung of the group quickly rushed over and kneeled down infront of his dongsang who had tears streaming down his gentle cheeks. He softly removed his hands from his face and quickly gasped.
A long stream of redness was pouring from the boys nose, along with his crystal clear tears.

"Hyung...I can't do anything right.." The leader mumbled and looked up at him, his microphone picking up his shaky words. This causing some fans to shout "no!" and a few simply laughed.
The laughs broke his heart and he quickly stood up and, simply walked off the stage without another word. He threw his microphone onto the stage as he did.

Seokjin sighed gently and went after the leader as quick as he could, following the slight blood trail from the poor boys nose.
The others said their apologies to the stadium and quickly went after the other two.
Namjoon never walked off like this so, it was new to the boys.

They soon found their beloved leader, outside with his face in his hands. Blood still dripping from his fingers, and his phone in the other hand. Twitter replies from his posts, all the hate comments up on the screen. Slight tear drops on the boys phone. The boy's hands trembled.

"Go away, guys...I want to be alone..." he muttered, his voice sounding choked as he spoke to his members. The boys looked at Yoongi who, stood in the back. He simply nodded and walked to their beloved leader as the others left.

"Namjoon, you okay..?" His Hyung asked gently, putting a hand on his bare shoulder with slight scars along it. The boy sniffled and leaned into his Hyung. 
The latter got the memo and, just put his arms around the boy gently. Comforting him quietly as he normally did when the boy had a long day.

"Hyung...? Can I ask you something..?" Namjoon asked shakily, gripping to Yoongi's shirt as tears ran down his sun-kissed face. His gentle eyes completely filled with tears and sadness as he looked up at his dearest Hyung who he trusted the most.

Yoongi nodded gently,
"Of course you can, Joon" he purred and, held him closer to him. He ran his fingers through Namjoon's soft locks.  The younger sighed heavily and rubbed his eyes gently and, took a deep breath.

"Hyung? Do you think I'm ugly and worthless..?"