Nothing - A BTS Murder Mystery

Chapter 2 - It Wasn't an Accident, Hyung

"Taehyung!"

His head shot up, revealing puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks. "Hi Hyosang."

Hyosang offered him a sympathetic smile. "Jin told me what happened. I came to see you."

"Why bother?" Taehyung snorted. "It's not going to bring him back."

"Tae! Be nice."

"Shut up, Jin hyung. Why don't you try listening to me for once?"

"Tae-"

"It wasn't an accident, hyung. We both know that."

Jin sighed and slipped an arm around Hyosang's waist. "Leave him be. He's been like this all week."

The two walked away, leaving Taehyung alone with his thoughts. Hyosang grabbed a water bottle and handed it to Jin.

"Thanks," Jin whispered. "You're good with advice. What do I do?"

"About what?"

"Sit." Jin motioned to a bench. His friend complied and pulled Jin to his chest.

"What's wrong, Jinnie?"

Jin sniffed. "Everyone's changed. Nothing's the same."

"That's to be expected. After all, your friend just died."

"But I don't know what to do! I'm the oldest and I'm just letting them suffer alone."

"Tell me what they're doing."

Jin buried his face in Hyosang's chest. "Namjoon is a mess. He refuses to eat for days and I end up having to shove food into his mouth to keep him alive."

Hyosang stroked Jin's hair softly. "Yoongi?"

"All he does is sit in his room with headphones on. He literally stays awake just listening. He fell asleep about two days in and I looked at his phone. He had some depressing OST on repeat."

"Wow," Hyosang muttered. "He hates OSTs."

"And Jimin isn't any better. He's started setting stuff on fire to keep himself occupied."

Hyosang's eyes widened. "What?"

Jin nodded. "Small things, pages of his journal. He sits in the tub and puts them out after a few seconds, though."

"Oh, Jin, I'm so sorry."

"They're not the worst, though! Jungkook, I don't know what's wrong with him. Every time he sees me he gives me this really forced smile. It's so creepy. He hasn't cried at all."

Jin snuggled closer to his friend. "Taehyung is convinced someone was out to get Hoseok. He won't sleep until he finds him."

"Jesus Christ," Hyosang mumbled. His hand slipped under Jin's shirt and began rubbing circles into his back. "Jin, you have me, okay? I'm here for you."

Jin let out a sob. "It's okay, Jinnie. You can cry."

They remained like that for God knows how long, with Hyosang's arms around Jin and Jin's tears soaking his friend's shirt. Eventually, Jin fell asleep. Taehyung walked in just as Hyosang pressed a kiss to Jin's forehead and shifted him so he was lying down.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung frowned.

"Helping my friend cope with a death, something you seem to have trouble with," Hyosang snapped.

Taehyung's eyes narrowed. "You're being a creep. What do you think you're doing, kissing him?"

"I'm his friend. I can do that."