Kpop Sickfics / Hurtfics

💜 Yoongi - Fighting

// TW: mentions of self harm //

~ Yoongi's POV ~

Preparing for a comeback is always very stressful, and sometimes, it brings out the worst in the people involved. We had some altercations between members or staff, but we were able to sort them out.

Our next comeback was going to be our biggest one yet. I've worked day and night, composing, writing songs, recording demos, etc. Besides, I had dance practice and vocal training every single day, for hours on end. I haven't been back in the dorm for almost two weeks, I was sleeping in my studio. Needless to say, I was always very exhausted, and it was getting worse every day.

- And five, six, seven , eight! - Hobi was our dance teacher this time, as we wanted this album to be solely made by us. I've written and composed most of the songs, Hobi was choreographing, the maknaes teamed up to hold the vocal lessons, Namjoon was keeping us in good shape, and Seokjin cooked all of our meals.

- Yoongi, catch up! It's not even the hardest part! Come on, come on! - Hobi's voice was getting louder every time he corrected someone.

- I'm trying, but I'm tired. I can't really focus...

- No excuses this time, hyung. We made a promise to make this comeback our very best one. And we have to work hard for it. Now, from the beginning.

I hung my head in defeat, and got back into the starting pose. Jimin was next to me, and before we started, he gave me a small pat on the back, to reassure me. I know he felt exhausted too.

- Okay, this has to be on purpose now, are you kidding me?! This is literally the easiest step in the whole dance, and you mess it up? - I have very rarely seen Hobi this angry. I thought about reasoning with him, but that seemed like such a huge effort now. So I just quietly apologized, and started over.

- Oh no, you're not getting off that easy! If it wasn't for you, we could've been done by now, but you just have to fuck it up for everybody! - He didn't use honorifics this time, he was absolutely furious.

- Hey, hey, calm yourself! You're being very disrespectful! - Jin finally had enough, and scolded the younger one. - Who gave you the right to talk to anyone this way?

- No, it's okay. - I mumbled. - I deserve it, I'm a mess today.

- Okay, and? We all have our bad days, but it doesn't mean we have to be mean to each other. Apologize right now, Hoseok. -Jin very rarely used Hobi's real name, so we knew, he meant it.

- Hell no, I won't. He is just slacking off, because he's been working on his songs, and now he thinks he doesn't have to try at anything else. We know you're not a good dancer, Yoongi, but could you just please pretend to be one? It's pathetic, I hate even looking at you. You're uncoordinated, don't feel the rhythm, and frankly, you're an eyesore in the choreo. All I ask of you is to pay attention and dance well, that's not too much, but you fuck that up too, like so many things in your life. I want to rechoreograph the whole dance to just 6 people now. I'm not saying sorry.

The air has been sucked out of the room, and I suddenly felt very cold. I just stared at the floor, his hurtful words echoing in my mind. I couldn't believe he felt that way about me.

- How absolutely dare you, who the fuck do you think you are?? Talking to your elder like that, you're a disgrace! Disgusting! - Seokjin was fuming, and going off on Hobi. Namjoon had to hold him back, he looked like he could kill Hoseok with his bare hands.

- Okay, let's just go home now, and pick this up tomorrow. Yoongi, you're coming too, you're not sleeping in your studio tonight.

I wanted to retaliate, that I had work to do, but I was too consumed with Hobi's statements, so I couldn't say or do anything. Jungkook helped me to the car, because my legs were shaking too much, and he was afraid that I might pass out.