Vlive Taejin (three-shots) ENGLISH VERSION

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The door opening and then closing a second later is the only sound on that hotel room. And also, Taehyung's soft breath, quickening more and more, fighting to hold back his tears. The situation suddenly hit him hard. He was afraid one day his mischief would have consequences, and that fear became true.

He leans forward, puts his elbows on his knees, and covers his face with both hands.

"This is my fault, Jinnie. I'm sorry..." his voice is muffled by his hands. His shoulders go up and down in time with his sobs "I'm so sorry."

"Oh no, Tae..." Seokjin jumps out of the bed, and kneels down in front of the younger.

He uncovers his face, it's moisty but still pretty. When he cries like this, Jin's heart shatters in a million pieces.

"Darling, this ain't your fault" he states, staring deeply at him and squeezing his hands.

"Yes, it is. All my fault" Tae mumbles still sobbing. He covers his face a little, using the back of one hand, eyes still fixed on Seokjin "If I wasn't such a dumbass..."

"No, stop. Please don't call yourself that anymore" the words make Tae stop blaming himself.

He rubs Seokjin's hand slowly with his thumb, collecting his breath again.

"Don't wanna break up with you" he states, drying his face with the sleeve of his pajamas, his bottom lip still trembling a little.

"Don't wanna either. I want my Taehyunggie" Jin murmurs sweetly, drying the remaining tears on his eyes. He gets closer, and cups his face with his hands "We will fix this, okay? I don't know how, but we will not allow them to do this."

The younger listens and nods, recovering his trust, and inhales deeply. Seokjin wanted to be strong for his TaeTae, but he's fighting against the lump on his throat. Eventually, one single tear dares to escape his right eye, but he swipes it quickly.

They're in trouble, they need a friend to give them advice. Fortunately, five of their closest friends are in that same hotel.

"Let's call the guys over. We will figure something out together" Jin states, standing up and walking to the table, still with all the empty plates, to get his phone. While he quickly text on their group chat, Taehyung goes to the bathroom to wash his face.

One by one, all Bangtan members enter the room. Namjoon is the last one. He closes the door and steps into the room, meeting Jin's eyes first.

"This is something about Bang-PD hyung, isn't it?" Namjoon says, hitting the nail.

"Well... Yes" Seokjin glances at Tae in awe "How did you know, Namjoonie?"

"Because one minute before coming here, I stopped at his room, I had to talk to him" Namjoon comments "The man just froze, it was like he saw a freaking ghost, and he relaxed after he knew I was gonna talk about my microphone. Hyung was definitely afraid of me telling him something else."

"Your instinct was right. He was here a moment ago, he talked to Tae and I" Jin says, standing next to the window, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yah, hyung, no dramatic silence" Jimin complains, sitting on the carpet next to Tae "What did he say?"

"I bet he scolded Tae for what he did during DNA" Hoseok guesses, standing next to Jin.

"Yeah, I came up with that too" Namjoon agrees, sitting in the chair next to Yoongi.

"Oh please, just let him talk!" Jungkook's irritated voice sounds from the big bed, where he's lying all alone. He turns to Jin and softens his voice "Hyung, tell us what happened. I'm pretty worried already."