A Burning Passion

Part 6:The fuel to the fire

Jimin's POV
As the unwavering bodyguards shoved us out of the practice room, Jungkook's wailing, pleading and screeches made me flinch. His cold, stern icy exterior had melted.
"Let me go you jerks! I need to see Kim Taehyung! Let me GO!"
He was struggling and trying to desperately escape their steel-like strength of a grasp... but to no avail.

Wait...Taehyung? No..it must be another person.

Eventually he gave up, his breaths became more uneven, the air became chillier and his layer of ice was solidifying again.
The hallway was long, almost never ending. My heart was beating irregularly and intensely.

Door 89. Door 94. Door 100.
Sigh.
왜....

The six of us looked at each other for some spark of reassurance, and each of had a hint of raw fear in us as well.

Ommo! We haven't even practiced together... aish...

They know it. Yet they are all inevitably ignoring the obvious problem. Why?

"Remember we're here to show that we're worth being idols, that we are the best version of ourself. I don't know what all of you are thinking..." I inhaled sharply, "... but remember passion is spelt with a double 's' for a reason. Passion requires double the 's'trength. Bangtan!"
We whooped loudly like a bunch of drunk, rowdy teens. A huge portion of my worries were washed away as all the members, even Jungkook, looked at me with a brotherly warmth.
I smiled.

Click!

Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Click. Clack.
We strode in together, holding hands, with our heads high, looking as smug as ever.
I guess I was ready.
I had to be.

The darkness of an un-lit stage enveloped us as we nervously got into our positions. My fingers were shaking vigorously.
Nerves don't give up on me now!
The mic at hand, the plastic moulded perfectly into the shape of my hands.
Now I'm in control.
I need to be.
Wait the first singer is missing so that would mean I have to start! That's why they were looking at me!

"시작!" (Start)
Let's burn the stage!

JM:"너 위해서라면 난 아파도 기쁜 척할 수가 있었어"
(The start of Fake Love)
JK:"사랑이 사랑만으로 완벽하길.."

"YAH. 그만해! (Stop)!"
It was like lions roar; it echoed around the hall continuously ringing in my ears.
The spotlights dimmed, the music stopped,we froze in place and the lights turned on. A wincing, familiar face was standing at the back of the hall.

"Taehyung?"
"Jimin?"

A large group menacing guards swarmed around Taehyung, trapping him like a defenceless prey.

An raging ember was ignited in Jungkook's eyes: "Let him go."
My heart stopped a beat. His voice sounded so sinister.
All the guards ignored him

"I said... let HIM GO!!!"
He charged at them and began lashing out at full force. But even such a finely built beast had no chance... he was outnumbered.

As one of the guards held Jungkook down to the floor, Taehyung began shaking violently; cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Wait!"

The taller men glared at me, obviously not wanting another retaliation.
"He needs help!"
My my voice cracked out of desperation.

Screw this!

I made a run towards him, just about able to catch him as his fell into my arms.
His body felt like a burning flame...

"No way Taehyung.... the burns..."
A tear rolled off of my checks, and dropped onto his eyelids.
It sizzled.
"Taehyung!"