FLOWER WORK [COMPLETED]

HATRED [ EDITED ]

NO ONE'S POV:-
Namjoon had stayed up all night and glanced at the clock, seeing that it was already 5 am. He knew that Jin and the others must have woken up by now for their 6 am dance practice. Given his exhausted state, he wasn't feeling well, which was expected after an all-nighter. Hence, he decided taking a break for the day would be best. He sent a message to Jin to inform him of his situation.

Namjoon:
Hyung?
 I'm not feeling well so I won't be coming for the practice today.

Namjoon ;
Can you inform Sejin Hyung about this?
Seen

Seokjin:
Ok. I'll inform him
Seen

Feeling a sense of weariness, Namjoon let out a sigh and set his phone aside. Lately, he had been noticing how his fellow members seemed to avoid him, only engaging in necessary conversations behind the scenes. It puzzled him, but he hadn't had the chance to delve deeper into it as he was preoccupied with his own hectic schedule.

TIMESKIP

At 10 am, Namjoon finally woke up, realizing that the rest of the members were probably still at practice. A sudden idea crossed his mind, and he couldn't help but smile at the thought. He decided to surprise them by joining them at the practice studio. Along the way, he stopped to purchase beverages for each of the members, making sure to get their favourites as a thoughtful gesture. Excitement grew within him as he anticipated the surprise

Curiosity got the better of Namjoon, causing him to pause just outside the practice room when he heard the voices of the guys conversing inside. He couldn't help but eavesdrop, hoping to gain some insight into their recent behaviour towards him

Taehyung: thank God he didn't come today.

Jin: you are right. I'm sick of having to endure him every day.

hoseok: it's not like you are enduring it alone Jin Hyung. We all are to suffering from the same.

Namjoon's frown deepened as he listened to the conversation, still uncertain about whom the guys were referring to and why there seemed to be such intense animosity. However, a sudden twist in the conversation caught his attention when he heard Jimin mention his name. Intrigued and taken aback, Namjoon couldn't help but freeze, his hand lingering on the doorknob, as he eagerly tried to catch the context of their discussion.

Jimin: Seriously Namjoon Hyung is good for nothing. He can't dance and looks ugly, fat and whatnot.

Suga: I seriously wonder what Bang PD-nim sees in him to let him stay in BTS. I'm sure we would do even better without him dragging us behind.

Jimin: I know hyung. I hope he leaves us. I just hate it when he gets touchy with us. It gives me the creeps.

hoseok: I know Jimin-aa. He is just a faggot we, unfortunately, stumbled upon and have to endure.

Overwhelmed by the emotions flooding through him, Namjoon felt tears welling up in his eyes, blurring his vision. He hastily wiped them away with his sleeve, but they stubbornly returned, betraying his inner turmoil. he felt the urge to go in and confront them, but deep down, he knew that confronting them might not change the fact that they hated him. 

Resolute in his decision, Namjoon made the difficult choice to walk away from the practice room. In his distress, he discarded the beverages he had bought for the members into a nearby trash bin, feeling a mixture of anger, hurt, and confusion. He headed straight to their dorm, seeking solace within the walls that had once been a safe haven for their friendship.