depression is a silent killer || √

002 - Awake

Ever since Taehyung jumped off the cliff, Seokjin was depressed due to the loss of a close friend- no, brother.

He was even diagnosed with mild depression.

Even with Namjoon comforting him, it doesn't help.

The six kids, was his friends that he knew he could rely on as family other than his parents and relatives.

How can I ever forget, when my six beloved brothers, lost one?

It's never complete, even if without just one.

It'll never be again.

I should try to let him go..

Yeah, I should.

I smiled comfortingly at Namjoon.

But what the psychiatrist said, made me feel a bit sad.

[Few hours ago]

"Seokjin-ah, your.. depression worsened, to the point where even medicine can't help already. You should help yourself from this point on. Be positive, and.. never give up on yourself. Understood?" He said, smiling warmly.

"I'll try.." I lowered my head.

[Present]

"Jin-hyung, dinner is ready." Jimin said as he knocked on my closed door.

It's time to let it go.. I can't let them worry even more about me.

I took a deep breath and opened the door, and walked to the dining table.

The members that saw me walk out, they were shocked but happy.

"Jin-hyung, let's eat." Hoseok smiled at me.

Yeah, I still have them to take care of. How could I give up?

"Yeah." I smiled at the members, sitting down at my usual spot.

There's nobody sitting opposite me.

It's Taehyung's seat.

Stop, stop thinking about it and eat. I thought as I shook my head slightly.

I ate a mouthful of rice and some stir-fried cabbage.

Stir-fried cabbage.

Tae's favorite dish.

The first dish I taught him to cook, a few years ago.

Tears fell unknowingly.

"Wahhhh.. Hyung you're so talented!! You amaze me every time."

"Hyung!! I know how to cook this dish now, taste it!!"

"Is it good? Is it good??"

The day where Tae learned to cook this dish, it flashed in front of my eyes so clearly like it was yesterday.

I can't hide my tears anymore and started crying in vain.

"Hyung.." Hoseok mumbled, concerned.

"I.. I don't feel like eating anymore, you guys eat." I dashed back to my room, locking the door.

How would I feel like eating, when every favorite dish of Tae's is served?

Everything reminds me of him.

"Hyung.. if you don't eat, you'll get sick.." Jungkook said outside my door, voice cracking in the middle.

Poor Jungkook is going to cry.