✔️F I R E || BTS

삼십팔

The controversies still haven't silenced as it keeps getting viral every single second. It continued up to BTS' debut date. BTS was rained with full of contretemps, slanders and libel from the netizens. But on the bright side, their debut music and album charted on music charts but not as high as those current famous groups. The music was a perfect bop. It was perfect in the way the members sang in pure symphony. However, people knowing the fact that Kim Taehyung was one of those who sang the songs kept them pressed and spread more alot false rumours against the member and the group. Some of these people were fake fans of certain groups, immature folks from different medias and of course, toxic people around the nation and internationally (people who knew the k-pop industry).

It was their debut stage today and they just came back from the show's pre-recording performance. Their newly-made fans attended the show, making them feel more welcome.

Jin, the happy-easy-going guy, sat down on one of the chairs on the BTS waiting room as he uncharacteristically cried. He didn't cry because of happiness but in the opposite reason. He was upset! His microphone were heavy for his pants that it kept falling down, preventing him to perform well on stage.

"Oh hyung... Don't cry. It's okay! You did well!" Jimin consoled the crying Jin who was still sobbing, releasing crying noises and sniffs. He wasn't litterally his usual self.

Everyone consoled him but any of these seemed not helpful for him to calm down. There was only thing that could possibly help him with that. He needs to sleep away his issues. He always does that everytime he's feeling blue. Luckily, their schedule was now cleared out after that show. That means, they can all go home and take a good rest. Especially for Jin.

As soon as they all stepped inside their dorm, Jin immediately walked himself to his room. Since they were seven, one of them could have the whole room while the rest will share theirs. "Goodnight everyone," Jin said dryly before he closed his room's door.

The six all looked at each other. Poor Hyung...

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After posting a single picture, Jungkook scrolled down into the comment section. It all said they loved them and their music. It was obviously sent from their fans. But unfortunately, there were still alot of bad comments posted. Slanders, rude comments, death threats, you name it.

Jungkook looked at the ceiling then back to his phone. Up until now, they all still don't know if Taehyung was aware about this because everytime they checked on him, he looked happy and unbothered. They were glad, yes, but the fact that what if Taehyung knew all about this and just acted like he's okay and alright even if he's not was a big NO. Taehyung was an expert of hiding his own feelings. He always wore a blank face then suddenly turned into a happy one then turned back into blank face again. Call him weird 'cause he really were. However, Taehyung can talk to them if he want to. But it seems like, Taehyung doesn't want to talk with them. He kept himself distant nowadays making them all believe that he already had a clue about what was going on around him.

He looked at Namjoon who was busy typing something on his phone. "Hyung!" He called him softly.

Namjoon just hummed.

"Is it just me or Taehyung was kinda... uhm... shall I say, distant to us. Yes, maybe he talks to us everytime and play and sing and dance and everything else but... you know? There is a large boulder, a large boundary surrounding himself, keeping us away from him... Do you get what I mean?"

Namjoon gave a nod. "Uh-huh," he replied monotonously, still facing on his phone. "Yeah! I won!" He suddenly screamed, proving that he wasn't typing at all, he was playing a game on his phone.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. "Hyung! Are you even listening?" He asked irritatedly.

"Yup!" Namjoon replied with a popping sound.

"Then what did I say at the last?"

"Last," Namjoon just replied dryly.

"See?! You weren't even listening! Ugh!..." Jungkook yelled at himself. "Why did I even ask?" He continued, giving a long exhalation afterwards.

Unexpectedly, Namjoon get up from his previous position, sitting on his bed as he faced the now annoyed and frustrated Jungkook. "You know kookie, Taehyung has been through alot of struggles in his entire life. That's why he put some boundaries on himself. He doesn't want letting anyone to break it, not even us."

"What-" Namjoon interrupted.

"Patience. Back to what I'm saying, do you remember the times that he always asked us about what do we do or how are we doing and we always reply all about what we are feeling et cetera et cetera?" Jungkook nodded. "And when we ask him about how was he doing, he just gonna reply that he's okay, he's fine, and he's alright. He kept repeating those words everytime we asked him. Well... It's not his fault though..." Namjoon paused for how many seconds.

"We were always busy. Dancing, making music, practice, shooting, practice, practice, and more practice. We also have our own problems too and he knows that because he always asked us.  We can't even give time for him to open up his feelings.

"I know you're guilty kookie but you are not the only one. We felt the same way on how Taehyung was acting up these days. I know the others noticed that too. They just don't know what to act. As the team leader, and also a friend, I can suggest that we will find a better way to make him open up to us. It's not gonna be easy, I know, but we have to atleast try. There's no harm in trying..."

Jungkook looked up to him, folding his arms against his chest. "I thought you weren't listening?" He asked in sarcasm but with a hint of happiness in his voice. He was glad about his friend's idea.

Namjoon giggled. Oh Jungkook... When will you ever grow up?