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IT was uncomfortable.
Taehyung licks his lips and shifts his legs into a more comfortable position on the chair he was seated on, wondering what exactly was going through the leader's mind that was creating such a tense atmosphere.
It was too quiet for any of the members but no one was speaking up. It was just the six of them watching the tall male stand at the very end of the table while fiddling with his fingers like he so often did when he was nervous.
It was a worrying shift to Taehyung, who couldn't understand how the male had been so confident with him when they were outside the room just several minutes before. Now, the tall male was a mess, to say the least, all traces of his boldness gone.
It's when Namjoon looks up and clears his throat that the thick strain is finally shattered, and all members slump in their seats as though they could breathe.
"I um, I just wanted to tell you guys I'm sorry. And I know I keep saying it again and again," Namjoon breathes out, his posture tense. "I keep messing up, but I'm sorry."
They all glance at each other, not knowing what to say, until they see the leader open his mouth again, signifying he wasn't done.
"I said some things... did things... I feel so shitty for it all." He exhales and runs a hand up and down the back of his neck as he speaks slowly. "And it's made me keep on thinking of something."
"And what's that?" Jin questions softly, his arms crossed as they rested against the table in front of him.
Namjoon bites onto his lip. "I— I really tried not to but it keeps resurfacing and the more I think about it, the more right it seems." Suddenly looking uncomfortable and defeated, the leader squeezes his eyes shut, exhaling deeply through his nose.
"I don't think I should be the leader anymore."
Taking the stunned silence and frozen bodies as a bad thing, Namjoon continues on, almost blabbering at this point out of nerves.
"And I know it's stupid but I also know you guys could easily take over." Namjoon licks his lips, eyes flitting back and forth almost in a panic. "And um, hopefully, you can manage everything just—"
"H-Hyung?" Jungkook cuts off, stuttering slightly in disbelief, his nose crinkling. "What are you even saying?"
"You can't... you can't leave!" Jimin pipes up, eyes rounded. The way they gloss over is instant, desperation in his tone.
"No! No guys, that's— that's not what I said. I'm not leaving." Namjoon clarifies again, his voice slightly wavering from indecision. "I just... won't be leader?"
Jin uncrosses his arms and straightens in his seat, his bottom lip caught in between his teeth in deep thought. "How long have you been thinking of this?" He eventually questions.
