As he walked through the cool summer night, with the wind blowing through his hair, worries echoed in his mind. He went for a walk hoping to clear his head, but it was no use, he still had a million thoughts running through his head. He was stressed lately, the success BTS had accumulated had escalated rapidly, and he was genuinely happy for that, but it made him nervous at the same time. He felt lost, he didn't know what to do. "Where was BTS headed after this? What would be next in their lives?" . He had such thoughts and didn't know how to get rid of them. The job of a leader isn't as easy as people might think. It's much tougher and more tiring.He is the mediator between the company and the band members, he is the middle man who has to take care and pay attention to everything, but he still loved to do it, no matter how drained he felt, because he loved his bandmates so much. He was much more worn out than before, especially mentally, he was just simply exhausted. He felt lost and worried for some reason and he didn't know why.
After a while, he decided to go back to the dorm, hoping that this time he would be able to sleep. Even though he felt exhausted, he couldn't sleep, and that was another reason he felt this way.He just wanted to go back to the times when he felt happy and free.It's funny how quickly the night can change. One day, you were just a boy with normal dreams, and the next day, you woke up with all this fame thrown your way. Don't get him wrong, he is truly thankful for everything he has, it's just that with all this fame, he was slowly but surely losing himself.
Eventually he arrived home and was greeted by his two oldest members. He was stunnedthat the two men were not yet asleep, judging by the fact that it was already 2am. He didn't know what to say to keep them from getting even more mad.
"Jin hyung.. Yoongi hyung.. Are you guys still up?" he questioned them with a confused look on his face.
"Namjoon-ah.. where in the world were you for the past five hours?! Don't you know how worried we were?" whisper yelled Jin at him.
"Ehh..? Fi-five hours?! I've been gone for that long?" asked a flabbergasted Namjoom. He didn't realised how mush time has passed.
"Yes, Joon,you've been gone for the past five hours without telling us anything. We tried calling you, but you left your phone in your room." said a calm Yoongi.
"Joonie.. are you okay?" questioned Jin in a worried tone.
"Yes, Jin hyung,I'm okay. I just wanted to go on a walk, and I lost track of time." said the tired boy.
"Fine.We talk about this after a good sleep" said Jin in a much calmer voice.
"But don't think that we are done with the disscution." warningly said Suga, still concerned about the boy.
"Yes hyung.. I understand.Good night." RM said,as he slowly is heading up to his room.
He was very annoyed about everything that had been happening lately and just wanted to rest and free his mind from all the concerns he had. He changed into his pyjamas, got into the bed and as his head was resting on the fluffy pillow, the moonlight sparkled in his bedroom. He gazed at the beautiful, lonely moon as he thought about how alone the moon could be, being surrounded by all those bright stars and yet so solitary.... just like him. And just like that, the man fell fast asleep to the moonlight shining on him.
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The morning came sooner than he expected, he had barely slept a few hours. He was already sick of the fact that he couldn't rest properly.He got out of bed and slowly made his way to the bathroom. After getting ready and taking a quick shower, he went to his wardrobe to pick out his outfit for the day. He grabbed a pair of black pants, a white t-shirt, a denim jacket and a black hat.
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