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You frown at the comments, wishing it would all stop. So what if you're the 8th member? Each comment finds a new thing to criticise you on. You throw your phone to the side, falling back on the bed, allowing your tears to fall even when the door swings open.

"Y/N, please stop reading those."

You turn to see the boys looking at you with pitiful expressions. They join you on your bed, wrapping you up in their embrace.

"Hate will always be there, no matter what you do. It's how you deal with it that matters. I'm not saying that what you're doing is bad, it will take some time to get used to it but I don't want you to get caught up in it."

Jin strokes your hair, kissing your forehead after giving out his advice. You nod, biting your lip to hold in the tears.

"Naega nain ge silh-eun nal yeong-yeong salajigo sip-eun nal
Mun-eul hana mandeulja neoui mam sog-eda
Geu mun-eul yeolgo deul-eogamyeon i gos-i gidalil geoya
Mid-eodo gwaenchanh-a neol wilohaejul Magic Shop

Ttatteushan cha han jan-eul masimyeo
Jeo eunhasuleul ollyeodabomyeo
Neon gwaenchanh-eul geoya oh yeogin Magic Shop."

Jungkook sings beautifully to you, wiping at your tears.

You smile, deciding to ignore the comments. Besides, you're the one living with their oppas!