IDOL | BTS 8th member

Falling Apart pt. 2

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Late 2014.

"C-Can we see her?"

Eyeing Taehyung and Jungkook, the boys were obviously worried. Jin was beside himself. What should he do? What was the answer?

Contemplating on the thought, the eldest nodded silently and turned toward the girl's door.

All Jin ever wanted to do was protect his bandmates. It may not look like it coming from the man who's always cracking a joke, but he tried to keep a watchful eye on everyone. 

He drove Jungkook and Minhee to school every morning and made sure everyone ate well. The fact he couldn't even protect the youngest... as the eldest member of bts... made Jin feel like he got sucker punched in the gut.

"Minhee-" He lightly knocked on her door peaking his head in

"Taehyungie and Jungkookie are here-"

Jin felt the anxiety in his chest whirl hearing no response.

As the boys walked in, they figuratively felt their hearts shatter. There were wet patches of water on the carpet from Namjoon and Minhee's feet; droplet's outlining them. Jin tried his best to clean up the bathroom so that's why there was damp towels to be washed in the corner-

but still, the whole scene felt scary.

Taehyung stood frozen by the end of her bed side as Jungkook's eyes softened.

They've never seen the youngest like this. Yeah they knew about the hate, (B/c quite frankly they all receive it as well) but they continued to push though... or tried to at least.

She was always so bubbly... so calm- 

Each member had their own unique relationship with their female group mate. To see Minhee on the opposite side of the spectrum... was the most traumatizing for Taehyung.

Flashes of their first meeting whirled through his brain. Her dimply smile, nervous stutter, the way she always clung next to him...

The boy stood as he watched Jungkook walk around flipping the side of the comforter over before sliding in the bed next to her. She was laying on her right side as Jk faced her on his left.

It seemed like they were having a staring contest gazing into each others soul. Although Jungkook was blurry in Minhee's vision.

He was right next to her; head laying on her other pillow, but all Minhee could focus on was the numbness. Her eyes wanted to seep out tears although none would form.

She cried all of them out earlier.

"Minhee-ah-" Jungkook whispered as he reached for her small hand under the sheets.

They were ice cold.

He started to squeeze, playing with her fingers trying to warm up her hands with his; letting her know that he was there.

Though, the girl didn't budge.

He'd push up her index finger with his thumb as it lifelessly fell back down in place.

This action is what really started to scare the maknae.

The boy clenched his jaw as he tried everything in his power not to breakdown in front of her.

Park Minhee to him... was like his other half. You're not Jeon Jungkook with out Park Minhee. Their relationship was on par with Vmin. You're not one without the other.

A new warmth then started to surge amongst the girls body as the feeling of a slight pull captivated Minhee. Jungkook wrapped his arm around her frame, letting his chin sit upon her head.