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I'll give a quick introduction:
Kim Namjoon also known as: Rap Monster, RM, Joon Kim Seokjin also known as: Jin Min Yoongi also known as: Suga Jung Hoseok also known as: J-Hope, Hobi Park Jimin also known as: Chim Kim Taehyung also known as: Tae, TaeTae, V Jeon Jungkook also known as: Kook, Kookie, JK Hyung definition: males addressing to older males (it's a form of politeness in Korea) Oppa definition: females addressing to older males Noona definition: males addressing to older females
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The man with minty hair coughs for a brief while before looking straight into the camera. "Alright, I think it should be fine now."
He readjusts the camera and sits back down on his chair. Exhausted - and looking a little dead inside - he quickly fixes his posture and tries to fix his hair, as if he were getting ready to meet his date at a fancy restaurant with a cliché romantic feel.
"Welcome back everyone. Yoongi back at it again with another chill VLIVE," the young adult pauses all of a sudden, and chuckles at the way he started the live stream. That sounded so cheesy, he thought. "How is everybody?"
Yoongi proceeds to grab his cup of water after swallowing a pill or two. He felt a little awkward at first, but then he blamed it on the silence of the room.
"When will D-2 come in streaming platforms?" Yoongi rapidly reads a question aloud, then falls back into his seat to think of an answer while staring at the ceiling. "Sooner than you'd think. Stay tuned for it!"
Yoongi continues to fish for questions as he clicks his tongue from time to time. For once, he wasn't enjoying the calming silence of the room.
"How do you feel about releasing this mini album?" Yoongi reads another comment. "It's tiring, but always very exciting and fun. Actually, it's the first time in a while since I've produced my own music. I thought I was going to do poorly, but I somehow managed so... yeah. I feel great about it."
A bunch of personal questions started to surface the comment section, and at one point, all Yoongi could read was "Are you okay?", "Is there something you've been hiding from us?", and especially: "Where are the other members?"
Yoongi's heart pauses, oxygen not circulating so easily in his respiratory system anymore. Where are the other members? Where are the other boys? Where is BTS? Where is Y/N?
"Where is Y/N?" Yoongi reads a comment, but this time, enthusiasm and curiosity had left his voice. People started to fire at the others for asking such a sensitive question, and how they shouldn't be asking about his sister— dead sister.
"Uhm..." Yoongi stops, contemplating about whether he should reveal to his fans about the things that have happened between him and Y/N- and his bandmates too. A lot has happened, he thought, and he isn't sure how he even managed to pull through.
He decided to be open with his fans in the end. "Since so many of you are curious about what happened to my sister, I might as well talk about the rest of the members," he said, though the last few words were more of a whisper. "Uh..."
Yoongi squints his eyes as he tries to read the comments that were bombarding the entire screen. His fans had missed him for sure; he figured as much. The mint haired boy stares at the ceiling for the nth time as if it has the answers to all of his questions, and he calculates the number of years that have passed since the passing of his sister.
"It's been around three years since my sister's passing? Uhm..." Yoongi chokes on his breath, exhaling deeply. "I uh..."
He ducks down his head and bites his bottom lip, not knowing how to express his feelings that have been haunting him and torturing him for the past years. He hadn't opened up in so long, he lost count.
"I'm sorry. I uhm... I wonder how the other members are," Yoongi says, trying to avoid the topic of his sister. He looks at a specific poster on the wall sitting behind the camera. It's a picture of them at the beach. One of the few times Yoongi actually enjoyed himself. "I don't know how they managed to move past it, I envy them, really. I always have. Uh..—" Yoongi pauses all of a sudden when he notices the heartwarming comments. "Stop, you guys are going to make me cry again."
Yoongi ruffles his hair and readjusts the camera, thinking it wasn't capturing his best angle. "I know how worried you guys are. Now that the band has fallen apart, I don't have many restrictions anymore in terms of what I'm allowed to say in VLIVEs, so I'll take that opportunity to address a few rumors.
I've heard about all the uh, rather dark rumors about me that've resurfaced on the internet lately. You know.. the—" Yoongi refrains himself from elaborating the details since there might be minors watching. He figured it wouldn't be good for them to hear such thing yet. "Haha, yeah."
I'm gonna die soon anyway.
"The thing is, you're right. I'm exhausted, terribly exhausted. People might ask me, 'But Yoongi, you aren't producing music anymore! How could you be exhausted?'. That's true, I don't produce music anymore - well I try sometimes when I'm reminiscing the old times - and to be honest, I don't know either!" Yoongi shrugs enthusiastically but then heaves a hopeless sigh. "I probably relapsed, hate that."
"Anyway, I don't want to make this VLIVE too long since I'm tired- again! I'll go nap or something, I don't know," Yoongi laughs, but in all honesty he wasn't feeling great at all. "Thank you ARMY for staying by us no matter what. Saranghae!"
As Yoongi ends the VLIVE, he falls onto his bed, embracing the cool air and the silence that had come again to accompany him. He felt tired, but he couldn't fall asleep for some reason. He starts to wonder why everything had come to this instead, and he didn't realize how far his memory could go.
