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A leader's resilience

The drizzle outside mirrored the storm brewing inside the practice room. Jin slammed the water bottle down on the table, the plastic groaning under the force. Namjoon sat hunched over his laptop, brow furrowed in concentration. He looked up, startled, at the sudden noise.

"Jin? What's wrong?" His voice was laced with concern, but Jin could detect the underlying tiredness beneath it.

Jin, usually the sunshine of the group, crossed his arms, a deep frown etching lines on his usually carefree face. "Wrong? Everything's wrong, Namjoon. We're a week out from the comeback, the concepts are still all over the place, and you look like you haven't slept in days."

Namjoon sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I know, hyung. But the pressure... it's just getting to me."

He confessed his worries, the weight of leadership pressing down on him. He spoke of self-doubt, of the constant fear of failure, of carrying the expectations of the band, the company, and millions of fans on his shoulders. With each word, Jin's heart ached for his boyfriend, the man he usually saw as a pillar of strength, now crumbling under the immense burden.

When Namjoon finished, a heavy silence settled between them. Jin pulled out a chair and sat next to him, his hand reaching out to gently squeeze Namjoon's shoulder.

"Joonie," he started, his voice soft but firm. "Look at me."

Reluctantly, Namjoon met his gaze. Jin's eyes held an unwavering belief and love that pierced through Namjoon's fatigue.

"You're not alone in this," Jin said, his voice thick with emotion. "We're a team, remember? You, me, the boys, we'll figure this out together. You have the ideas, Namjoon. We just need to channel them, refine them. We'll work through this, one step at a time."

Jin pulled him into a hug, his warmth a comforting presence. He knew words wouldn't erase Namjoon's worries, but he hoped his touch, his unwavering support, would offer some solace. As they held each other, a sense of calm washed over Namjoon. He didn't have to bear this burden alone. He had Jin, his rock, his confidante, his partner in everything, including this musical journey.

After a while, Jin pulled back, a determined glint in his eyes. "Alright, leader-nim," he said, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "Let's show those producers what we're made of. We'll brainstorm some ideas together, have some ramyeon for fuel, and maybe even throw in a dance practice if you're feeling energetic."

Namjoon chuckled, a genuine laugh that banished the shadows from his eyes. "Sounds like a plan, hyung. But only if you promise to do the aegyo part in the new MV."

Jin swatted him playfully, a grin spreading across his face. "Deal. Now, come on, let's get to work!"

The rain continued to pitter-patter outside, but inside the practice room, a different kind of storm brewed. This one, however, was fueled by creativity, camaraderie, and the unwavering support of two souls bound by love and music. The comeback wasn't guaranteed to be easy, but with Namjoon and Jin facing it together, hand in hand, they knew they could weather any storm.