taehyung seemingly has an internal struggle that he won't tell the other members.. but maybe.. just maybe they'll manage to get it out of him.
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it was after the concert now and taehyung flopped down on the couch, sighing as he laid his sweaty head back against the leather couch. "hyung, we have to take our makeup and costumes off." jeongguk told the older.
"okay." was all he said in response and jeongguk frowned. "you know you can talk to me, right?" he asked. taehyung simply ignored him. jeongguk sighed and gave up and walked off to take his makeup off.
taehyung just sat there, staring at the ceiling and sighed. he didn't care for taking his makeup off. he could just cry it off for all he cared. that's what he usually did anyway. the members always encouraged him to get the noonas or even another member to take it off for him but he always refused, not wanting to be touched. it was bad enough that people had to touch his face and hair anyway. he didn't like being touched when he was upset in any way, shape, or form. the members just gave up trying. with the exception of jeongguk, of course.
again, taehyung caught yoongi staring at him, through the mirror this time, in concern.
"i told you to stop looking at me." taehyung's eye twitched in annoyance.
yoongi said nothing, instead glaring at taehyung this time through the mirror. however, luck wasn't on taehyung's side today as yoongi finished cleaning his makeup off of his face and turned to taehyung, walking towards the boy with a scary, angry look that had taehyung almost shaking in fear.
"you," yoongi started, his voice deep and terrifying to the younger as he pressed his finger to the blond's chest harshly. "you have some nerve talking to me, your hyung, like that." he growled, pulling his finger away.
taehyung said nothing, too scared to speak.
"all we want to do is fucking help you but you just keep pushing us away like a fucking brat. what is your problem?"
"i.." was all taehyung could muster, but yoongi just stared at him, eyes dark and scary.
when taehyung couldn't speak any more words, yoongi looked at the younger in disappointment.
god no, not that look. anything but that look. i'm sorry, fuck, i'm sorry. please don't look at me like that.
yoongi walked away and taehyung felt tears in his eyes. he quickly wiped them away and tried to speed walk to a bathroom as subtly as possible..
they were all finally back at the dorm, eating dinner. taehyung had his cry in the filthy bathroom backstage at the arena they played at but he was used to crying after every show, because someone is always scolding him for the same reason. because he won't talk to anybody about what's going on in his troubled mind.
it was eerily silent as they all ate their takeout, seokjin not feeling in the mood to cook that night as they were all tired from the stressful concert. seokjin typically cooked back at the dorm anyway, not when they were away from home. no, that was only when he was in an exceptionally good mood.
it was all silent aside from namjoon who was in his headspace, nine years old, as he flicked his food at jeongguk who seemed irritated. "knock it off." jeongguk growled at namjoon but the middle just kept it up, further irritating jeongguk. seokjin sighed at the usual events that were happening at the dinner table and continued to eat.
"hey, tae?" jimin asked from aside the younger boy. taehyung just looked at the shorter boy then went back to playing with his food on his plate, pushing it around as he rested his cheek on the palm of his hand, elbow on the table for support.
"you know you can talk to me, right? your best friend?" the honey-blond continued.
taehyung simply snorted and continued to play with his food, saying nor doing anything else.
jimin frowned and dropped it.
"namjoon, stop!" jeongguk shouted. taehyung rolled his eyes and left the dinner table, going upstairs to his room. seokjin sighed again as hoseok frowned.
"namjoon knock it off." hoseok warned the middle, who simply just looked at his daddy and pouted at him.
"no." hoseok said sternly, face completely serious.
"but, daddy!" namjoon protested and jeongguk sighed as he went back to eating.
yoongi just watched everything unfold, he bit his lip as he tried to eat, fighting his headspace because he didn't want to be little at the moment so he focused on his food. mostly. he couldn't help it that namjoon wouldn't stop whining.
jimin sighed and got up, going upstairs to taehyung's room. he took a deep breath as he climbed the stairs, his thoughts wandering as he thought about what to say to taehyung, wanting to get through to the boy so he could just spill what was going on with him. As he reached the top of the steps, he gulped as he walked towards taehyung's door, or rather, it was the room he shared with jeongguk since they were both the two youngest and used to be the biggest trouble makers but.. taehyung isn't taehyung anymore.
jimin stood before taehyung's door and just as he was about to knock, a loud crash of what sounds like broken plates sounded downstairs followed by loud screaming and crying from what sounds like jeongguk and maybe even namjoon.
'shit.' jimin thought to himself and bit his lip.
'do i try to talk to taehyung? or do i go downstairs and see what happened?'
jimin sighed again.
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what should jimin do? - stay with taehyung and try to get him to talk? - or go downstairs and see what happened?
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