Hidden 8th | BTS

Stage 48

The overused plot of hiding your smile away. There's a reason why it's used so often isn't there?

You know with the amount of shit you and the members had to deal with, it was a miracle that they hadn't sent you to a therapist yet.

Split personality disorder.

'Was it really that?' Each member had questioned in their minds. They weren't sure, and not telling their managers or even Bang Pd-nim definitely didn't help either because they didn't want to risk the possibility of Y/N being send to a doctor that possibly would give him drugs to sustain his mental being. 

They knew it would be good for him.

But the thought of you once more on medication, gave them horrible memories. Even Tae, the one who gave you back the bottle, hated the idea of it. 

Besides, they knew the confirmation of you having problems, would most probably lead to you hating yourself once more. 

The members knew that all to well. Flaws, especially one that wasn't common but impactful, would be nearly be impossible to accept. The members didn't want to admit it but you had a fragile mind. 

And so, they would never ever do anything that would increase the chances of you shutting them out once more. 

Never again. 

Though by now, everyone in the room was quick to catch on whenever the other you appeared. It was obvious, the atmosphere in the air somehow always thickens whenever this you arrives, it becomes more suffocating. Especially when the colour of your eyes would invert whenever the other you appeared.

They didn't like this you. I mean who would? Even you didn't.

"And just why are you here again?" Jimin hissed. He didn't like this side of yours. He despised it, because this side knew how to cover up all its secrets and scars. This side was much more sharper and more aware on what was going on, and it knew how to easily mock them. The group had tried so hard to make it go away last time, and when the you that they known came back, they thought the other you disappeared, but unfortunately that wasn't the case.

But truthfully, its smile was terrifying. Each member was secretly scared of it, and this you knew it well.

"What do you mean? I have been here all along." You said while tapping your fingers on the metal desk.

One tap, two taps.

Get back, get get back.

Three taps, four taps.

Get back, get get back.

"What do you want?" Yoongi questioned sitting beside you. His arms were fold, just like the rest of the members in the room, while glaring at you.

You gave him a smile while shrugging your shoulders, "Y/N got tired, and I was getting bored walking." was all that you replied while reaching out to grab hold of a pencil on the table.

"Walking? Walking towards where? Your legs are physically incapable of doing so right now." Namjoon pointed out.

You replied with a chuckle, "Let's just say Y/N's mind is pretty....big."

"And not in a good way I suppose." Jin huffed out, in which you replied it with a hmm while twisting the pencil with your fingers.

"You might want to be careful on what you say hyung. There are eyes everywhere." You muttered just loud enough for the people around the table to hear.

"What do y-hOLY SHIT!"

Everyone had been startled by the scene. Yoongi who had been the one closest to you had sprung into action and grabbed your bleeding palm.