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CHAPTER ; gone tw // use of medication and mentions of depression, panic attacks and bulimia. please be careful if you decide to read if you get triggered by the topics mentioned
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"MASON, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" THE DANCE INSTRUCTOR YELLED. "We've been doing this for weeks because of you! We should of been learning the new dances but we can't because you can't do a simple move!" He was incredibly mad at Mason.
No, scratch that. Everyone in the room was mad at Mason.
He wasn't focusing on anything. They were supposed to have a comeback in September but at this rate, it was going to be next year.
"Huh?" Mason looked up at him, the same confused expression he's had for weeks gracing his princely features.
"Where is your head at, huh?" The mad man yelled, walking closer to the younger. "For being a supposed 'dance prodigy', you can't follow instructions for shit!"
They ran through it again, but once again, Mason got lost at the same spot as all the other times.
Before the dance instructor could speak, Hoseok jumped in. "Let's take a ten minute break so everyone can clear their heads and regain their focus."
As the other members either sat down or continued to go over the choreography again, Mason, with a few glares from others in the room, left to go to the bathroom, breath slowly picking up with every step he took. Once he made sure there was no one in the bathroom, he took an orange-coloured bottle out of his pocket. He opened the bottle and took two yellow capsules, put it into his mouth and swallowed them dry.
Mason spent most of his break in there, breath returning back to normal as the adrenaline from dancing started to wear off. The shaking in his right hand started back up again as he made his way back to the studio, stares focused on him as he returned. They started the dance for an nth time and Mason finally didn't mess up.
After few more times, they went back to the dorm.
Mason went straight to his room and collapsed on his bed. He opened the bottle again and took two more of the yellow capsules and swallowed it. Placing the bottle on his bedside table, he opened the drawer to find another bottle and took two more.
He got under the grey duvet and closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep quickly.
••••
A few hours later, Seokjin made dinner and got Jimin to call Mason down since he wasn't answering his calls.
"Cheol?" Jimin knocked on the door. Since he didn't answer, he opened the door to see the second youngest sleeping. He walked up to his bed and shook the sleeping boy. "Cheol, wake up." He whispered. "Mason, wake up." He shook him harder, but stopped after something caught his attention.
The two pill bottles.
Everyone in the dorm took medication when they were in pain or when they were sick, but they were different than the ones he's seen before. Jimin picked them both up and looked at the labels, quickly searching the names up in his phone.
One was used to treat a variety of things, such as depression, panic attacks and bulimia and the other was for insomnia.
Looking into the orange tinted plastic, he noticed that they were both almost empty. Something clicked in his mind about his behaviour in the past few days.
Mason wasn't acting like the Mason the members had grown to love in the past two years. He was more tired, drowsy and confused than usual.
"HYUNGS!" He practically screeched as something clicked in his mind. "SOMEONE HELP ME!"
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AUTHORS NOTE ------ so hi? this "storyline" will have multiple parts that will (hopefully) be posted in the coming days!!
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