BTS's 8th Member Imagines (Requests Closed)

Death Anniversary

Y/N POV

I roll around in my bed. Tossing and turning. The tears that once pricked my eyes were now an unstoppable waterfall. I cried and fell into an abyss of darkness, to be woken up by the devil.

My eyes fluttered open as my hand in reflex went to smack my phone. I turned my alarm off before the memory struck me like a brick again. The tears once again flowed down my cheeks. The boys didn't know about this, and this had been affecting how I worked. 

My mind was too occupied. I had my parents on my mind. Their tenth death anniversary was today. Ten years ago on this day, my parents left me to fend for myself. They were the best parents I could have asked for and life was perfect. Too perfect to be true. Then it all went downhill from there when my parents died in a car crash that had no survivors. 

I knew that I couldn't stay in bed like this. I had to plaster a fake smile to the world to say that I was okay. When I really wasn't. No one knew what was behind that smile of mine. The pain. The grief. No one knew. I sat up and squeezed my eyes shut to be welcomed by a fresh set of tears that rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably.

I pushed the covers aside and placed my foot on the warm carpet before I walked to the bathroom while crying my eyes out. As much as I wanted to stay curled up in a blanket all day, I couldn't as we had out comeback soon. To be precise in a month. We had completed our dances, but we had to practice over and over as per usual. 

I stripped and stepped into the cold water than was running when I turned the shower on. I shivered from its impact, but the water gradually became warmer by the second. I sighed and cried. The water covered it up. I eventually got out of the shower and got ready for practice. 

Before I left, my eyes were drawn to the object next to my shaving cream. I stared intently at it, but held myself back. I couldn't do it. I can't stoop so low. I walked out and exhaled before I met with the boys in the kitchen. I acted 'normal' and conversed with them. I would occasionally fall into a daze, but the boys didn't notice anything unusual.

We all rode to practice and the car was filled with the boys laughter. On the other hand, I was seated on the window seat staring outside the window. I remained silent. The boys didn't really pay heed again and continued on with their discussions.

Once we got there everyone started warming up. Including me. I had warmed up and was getting ready to dance with everyone and tried to keep focus on what we were doing. I managed to do that for four hours. These four hours were hard. My mind would constantly drift off to my parents, but I would stop myself from falling deeper into the thought before anyone suspected anything.

The whole day passed like this. We got home as the boys plopped down onto the couch, most of them falling asleep for their daily nap. I would usually join them, but today I had things to do.

I grabbed my coat and my phone, turning it on silent so it wouldn't disrupt me. It was dark and quiet. The winter wind sent chills along my spine and attacked my bare face which was partially covered by a scarf. My footsteps soon stopped when I faced it.

The grave. I knelt onto my knees as all the feelings I held back all day came pouring out instantly. The flowers that were in my hands rolled next to their grave as I sobbed.

No One POV

The boys had woken up from their small nap and had noticed that you were missing. With panicked expressions, they searched everywhere for you, but to no avail.

They messaged and rang you multiple times, but you had ignored it as you didn't notice it. The boys had gotten their coats on and had set out to find you. They started walking around the neighbourhood, but weren't able to find you. They were about to give up, when they saw a graveyard and a silhouette in front of a grave.

A familiar silhouettes. Jimin signalled the others to follow him as they approached the graveyard  and recognised the person to be you. Their eyes softened as their hearts ached when they saw you in front of the graveyard crying your eyes out. They didn't know who is was though who your had lost.

They decided to respect your privacy and provide you with some space, and would talk to you in a few minutes. 

Y/N POV

I knelt there in silence. All that could be heard of me was my sobbing. I couldn't stop it. 

"Eomma. Appa." I whispered as a new wave of tears rolled down my cheeks. I was an only child and had no siblings. I had no one in my family. 

I never had a good relationship with my cousins. My parents were the only ones who treated me like I was worth something. 

The people who actually loved me left me. Alone. After they had left me, I had received their money. We weren't rich, but we were not poor either. 

I bought a small house and moved into it with the items from our house that I needed and sold the other items. 

I had gotten a job. I was paid very low and didn't have enough money to pay for my education. I was barely paid enough to pay for my rent and a small amount of groceries that barely filled me up. Soon as I started being paid better, I enrolled my self into self defence and bought myself a speaker and self taught myself dance.

I had to leave now. It was quite dark when I left, the sun was almost gone, but now it was just pitch black and the winds had gotten cooler.

I stood up and wiped my tears while sniffling and looked down while walking. I don't know why, but I didn't dare look up.

As I walked, I was met with a warm object. I looked up and saw Namjoon's concerned face staring down at me.

"H-hyung." I whispered as he immediately pulled me in for a tight embrace before I could say anything else.

"Y/N. Why didn't you tell us it was your parents death anniversary." he whispered into my hair as my tears fell once again.

"I-I didn't want to worry you or stress you even more as we already have our comeback." you mumbled as you pulled away from his embrace.

"Y/N-ah, we are all family. We all deal with problems together and come up with solutions together, not alone." Jin said as you looked at him and nodded. 

We all headed home in silence. The members comforted me at home and made sure to feed me. They even told me I didn't have to go to practice tomorrow if I didn't want to, and I was contemplating whether I should , but eventually decided to go anyways. Jin ended up sleeping with me as he comforted me throughout the night when I had small nightmares regarding my parents. 

A/N: Hello. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I tried to make this sad, comment down below if you cried or if it made you upset. Don't forget to send me requests if you wish to. ANNYEONG!!