Namjoon's POV
I thought I'll fall asleep on the couch but I couldn't sleep. Not because it's not comfy enough, but because my head was full with thoughts. After thinking about all those comments on social media for hours, I finally fell into an uncomfortable sleep. But it didn't last long as all the members slowly came down stairs to get prepared for the day. I took out my phone to check the time only to find out it's ready 5 in the morning. I must have been in deep thoughts because I completely missed the track of time.
I sighed and got up while rubbing my sore eyes. Jimin was the only person to be seen in the kitchen. He took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and jugged it down his throat. After he took his last sip, he noticed me and placed the empty bottle on the kitchen table.
"Hyung?" He whispered but I couldn't hear him. I looked at Jimin with my blurry vision and soon enough I was zoned out.
Jimin's POV
I saw Namjoon hyung in the couch when I went to the kitchen to drink some water because my throat felt sore (I don't know about yall but when I have a sore throat I'd drink cool water and it does make me feel better. I don't know if it's just me or you too do that too). I called him out but he seemed to be zoning out.
His mouth was partially opened and he had something under his eyes. I slowly reached towards him and examined his face. I inaudibly gasped as I noticed him staring at the blank wall with huge purple eye bags under his eyes with dark circles. I waved my hand across his vision and he immediately snapped out from his thoughts and got scared when he saw me really close to him.
"Wh-What- Jimin? What are you doing here?"
"Hyung, are you okay? You look exhausted." I said in a concerning tone.
"Um, yes. I'm okay. I came home late, that's why."
"Oh if so we can call it a day and skip today's practices-"
"NO DON'T!" Namjoon's shout made me flinch. He came back to his senses and looked down.
"I- I mean, you don't need to. Our album just released and we'll have our comeback show soon. So we need to be prepared..." I knew he made up and excuse to get away from the real matter but I let him play it just to keep an eye on him all the time.
Author's POV
All the members got up and helped each other to make their own breakfast while Namjoon went to his room to take a hot shower. The warm water made him feel better and his aching muscles were completely relaxed. He took a deep breath and got out of the shower, wearing his towel rob (I'm wearing mine right now lmao).
He quickly wiped off the water from his hair and got dressed into comfortable over-sized trousers and hoodie. Before he stepped out from his room, he wanted to check social media so he went to Twitter. And as expected, hate comments. He read them and felt his breath quickening. He knew he was having a panic attack so he threw his phone away to the bed but it got hit on the lamp. This made the lamp fall and break into pieces, just like his hopes. He slid down to the floor while leaning onto the bed. He was clutching his hair tightly while trying to get any oxygen into his lungs. He felt like suffocating and it made him even more panicked.
Just then, the door opened and he felt two arms wrapping his body and another arm stroking his back trying to calm him down.
During the dining table:
Jimin: "Guys, I have to tell you something."
Jin: "What is it Chim?"
Jimin: "Don't you think Namjoon hyung is not being his usual self these days? It seems like he's really exhausted."
Jin: "We know Jimin. I've noticed that too. His eyes were looking lifeless and there were huge eye bags and dark circles around his eyes."
Yoongi: "Actually, I saw him dancing to our new song alone when I was on my way to the dorm from my studio. It seems like he's been overworking himself. I don't know why. He doesn't overwork himself like this."
Jungkook: "Hobi hyung... will Namjoon hyung be okay?"
Hoseok: "Of course JK he will. We'll try to help him-"
His sentence was interrupted by a loud shattering noise from Namjoon's room. Everyone together got up and tried to leave but Taehyung, who was silently listening to the whole conversation all this time, asked everyone to stay in the dining table and he took Yoongi with him to check on their leader.
Taehyung's POV
As we got close to Namjoon Hyung's room, I heard raspy wheezing noises coming from the room. My heart started to pound faster as I felt bad for him for whatever he's going through. He doesn't deserve this.
I knocked on the door with a curious Yoongi beside me. But we got no response. So I decided to go in. I'm glad I did.
There he was, crouching down next to his bed while having a tight grip on his hair. He was having a panic attack.
This is why I took Yoongi with me. He had experiences with panic attacks so he knows how to control himself and others when they ever get one. Yes, at least one of our members have a memory of having a panic attack due to heavy schedules.
I ran towards Namjoon and wrapped my arms around him firmly. Yoongi came in next and started to rub his back while whispering something to his ear. For a second he looked like a witch rapping out some magical words. Soon enough, he calmed down and melted in my embrace as he started to sob into my chest. I didn't say anything. I just looked at him in pity and stroked the back of his head to let him know he's safe.
Meanwhile, the members were watching us in awe. They were glad Namjoon was safe with us but they felt sorry too. After Namjoon's painful sobs turned to small hiccups, Yoongi helped him to sit on the bed and asked us to leave.
Author's POV
Yoongi asked Namjoon if he's struggling with anything and then Namjoon said everything about the hate comments and how he felt like a burden to the band. But Yoongi reassured him that he's perfect the way he is and that he shouldn't take hate comments serious as they are just trying to let us down and if we do they'll win. Later that night, everyone gathered in the living room and decided to take Namjoon to a therapist to help him. Namjoon gladly accepted the offer and the next morning, he went to meet a therapist to recover from his mental stress.
After weeks of therapy, Namjoon recovered well and was more confident about himself and never cared about the hate comments he received.
~ Sometime later~
Namjoon's POV
We were sitting on the living room watching a movie together. I've watched the movie before but the others never did. So I decided to scroll through social media to see ARMY's interactions. A comment locked my eyes and I was in disbelief for a while but after some time I laughed it off.
This drew everyone's attention and they curiously stared at me.
"What is it Namjoon?"
"Oh, nothing hyung. I just found a funny comment."
"Show me! What is it about?" Jimin asked excitedly.
"Well this is what it said, 'Why do you guys call Namjoon handsome when he's really low in Korean beauty standards? I can't understand yall...'" Everyone's smiles fell when they heard that.
"Namjoon... What's funny about it?" Jin asked, thinking that maybe I laughed it off because I was hurt.
"Hyung, this was posted two days ago, and yesterday in an article it said I ranked #12 from the most handsome men in the world." I laughed while flipping my non-existent hair. The rest of the members sighed in relief and laughed it off too.
"At least I'm glad you don't take hate comments serious anymore..."
~
GODDAMN FINALLY
I always wanted to complete this chapter but every time I get a chance, something would lose my motivation. But today is my happy day so I was feeling motivated to complete writing this chapter faster than I thought!
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