unnoticed ; one sided taegi

unnoticed

[a/n: so this is really bad and i wrote it when i was super emo but here!]
sadly, yoongi loved someone who didn't love him back. yoongi was in love with kim taehyung. yet he never seemed to be noticed.

taehyung was infatuated; infatuated by none other than, jeon jeongguk. yoongi couldn't take it any longer, he didn't know how to express it. knowing yoongi, you'd know that when he's upset, he'all distance himself, isolate himself. so that's exactly what he was doing.

yoongi has been developing a routine; wake up, glass of water, six hours in bedroom, eat a bite of dinner, return to bedroom. the sad thing was that nobody noticed his behaviour, his peculiar behaviour. yoongi laughed, hysterically actually. laughing at the fact that previously, he thought they cared. he thought they loved him, but no they're just co workers, nothing more, nothing less.

after a month, yoongi had a drastic weight loss, he was told to "keep up the good work" but in reality he was losing muscle mass and was severely underweight. the fans were noticing it as well, yet there reaction actually made him smile. the fans began to bring food for the rapper and candy, they showed him that he didn't need to lose weight.

it had been about 3 months and the members were beginning to realise the elders absence. if you listened closely enough at about 3 am, you'd be able to hear his quiet sobs and him calling himself pathetic. as the days went by, nothing improved. yoongi eye bags were growing worse and his clothes weren't fitting him anymore.

it was 1 in the morning and yoongi was stuck in the practice room, trying his best not to punch the mirror, the mirror that was reflecting his mistakes. just as a tear prickled down his cheek, yoongi felt two protective arms around him. he would know the scent anywhere and he immediately jumped out of his reach.

"leave." was all he managed to utter.

"hyung, let me help. what's wrong?" taehyung asked, concerned about his hyung as he took a step closer. little did he know, he was the culprit.

"get out." yoongi walked backwards as he balled his hands into fists.

"not until you tell me what's wrong." taehyung was like that, he was stubborn and persistent. he wouldn't take no for an answer, sometimes it was helpful and good but sometimes it just wasn't.

"get the fuck out. you go or i do." yoongi managed to sag firmly, without his voice cracking as tears welled up in his eyes. since taehyung stood there, unmovingly, yoongi grabbed his black backpack and began to walk to the door when he left the same arms around him.

"get the fuck off me kim taehyung, otherwise i will hurt you." yoongi sighed at the silent younger and shoved him off roughly as he stormed out of the building. quite dramatically actually. he ended up on a bench somewhere in the middle of gangnam, sobbing his eyes out. he didn't know how he got there nor why he couldn't except taehyungs affection.

just as yoongi began to make his way back to the building, with much difficulty. he ended up fainting, luckily it was just as he entered the building. he was found by a security guard and immediately rushed to the hospital. the security guard ended up informing all of the worried members.

when yoongi woke up he was surprised, not very pleasantly. jimin holding his hand, discussing something with the teary-eyed tae. as soon as he woke up, he couldn't surprise a groan as the shooting pain in his head hit. before he knew it, tae and jimin had launched themselves onto him and despite this all, he couldn't seem to crack a smile.

"hyung please don't do that again." tae said pleadingly as jimin began looking for the others all over the hospital.

"fuck off, stop faking the care." yoongi muttered coldly as he looked away. tae shook his head, the tears finally releasing themselves, in bunches.

"i've missed you hyung, im sorry though. i'll keep a distance, tae care of yourself hyungie. i love you" taehyung managed to force a smile as he walked out of the room, just as the others walked in. yoongi immediately forced on a smile.
"i'm fine i'm fine don't worry" he muttered. as everything began to simmer down, they all left him to head back to the dorms; all except tae.

yoongi softly sobbed as quietly as he could, muttering to himself about how he was a fuck up and how he fucked up his only chance with tae. taehyung heard it all, he shook his head, sighing. he had predicted it; yet he didn't love yoongi back, he just looked at him as a friend. he walked in, a blank look on his face.

"i love jungkook. i'm sorry" yoongis heart sank deep down into his chest.

"fuck you, fuck jungkook. fuck all of you, never talk to me again" he screamed out as he lost all hope he had. he continuously screamed i hate you i hate you i hate you. tae still loved him though, just in the way yoongi wants. tae wrapped his arms around the elder. yoongi was too weak to resist, he just snuggled deeper, wetting the youngers shirt.

"i'm done crying. you can go home" tae shook his head as he remained seated.
"go home taehyung. now."
taehyung was worried. he knew about yoongis past and he knew about the things he had done.
"i'm gonna call security" yoongi reached over the phone on his left, for security only.
"no no wait! i'm just worried, what if you return to your old ways, hyung just let me care for you" tae muttered softly.
"you're heartless kim taehyung. leave. now."

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yoongi had recently returned home and despite the summer heat, he constantly wore sweaters. still not eating nor sleeping.

yoongi rolled up his sleeves and he began to pour himself some water from the jug on the table
in front of him, not realising that namjoon had just walked in.

namjoon let out an audible gasp. luckily yoongi didn't drop anything but he immediately put the jug down, rolling his sleeves back down.

"yoongi how did that happen?"

"i slipped and fell on my arms"

"show me!"

"no need"

the elder cursed his dandy body and underweight self. namjoon was easily able to roll the sleeves up himself.

"yoongi you didn't fucking fall, tell me the truth."

"i fell."

"you fell? onto the blade in the cabinet beneath the sink? i was wondering why it was there. these are self harm scars hyung. not the first time i've seen them."

"shhhh keep your voice down, okay so why if they are, no one cares anyway" he replied coldly and before joon could even think of a reply he was jumping up the stairs. namjoon followed him, worried about the elder but came to see that his door was locked. he had faith in yoongi, yoongi is strong, he thought to himself.

words spreads like wildfire. within the next hour jin along with hoseok knew about yoongi and his scars. the two were beyond devastated. for once, seokjin didn't know what to do. thankfully, that night yoongi came to eat and actually ate and sat with them and really smiled. he made sure to hug each and every one of them, including tae. leaving all o them clueless, they thought it was good, he was becoming his usual self again. little did they know,,, it was over.

the next morning was traumatising for seokjin. he did his usual round of the house, waking all of the others up and when he lastly approached yoongis room, he found the bed empty and the bathroom door left slightly ajar. he ran to it only to find min yoongi, one of his best friends, in tub of blood. he screamed and ran out, running to the others.

speechless. it was all they could be. taehyung immediately dropped down to his knees, weeping out something about it being his fault, jungkook then leaned down and attempted to console him. he was swatted away by tae.

min yoongi was dead because of kim taehyung.