bts imagines

❝proud❞ jhs - angst

"Mother, are you proud of me?"

With cold eyes, her mother turned to look at her. She raised an eyebrow and had her arms crossed on her chest. She then smiled a little. But her smile never reached her eyes.

"You have to do better honey. What you did just now is good, better than last time. But it is not enough. You have to do more than that, okay?" the girl hung her head low and nodded.

"I will mother. I'll do better next time. For you."

With light steps and curled fists she continued dancing her heart out. Her eyes tearing up from the mere memory that entered her mind.

"I'll do everything to finally make you proud mother. To make you smile at me and tell me the words 'I'm proud of you. You did great'. Just like how you do it with my cousins." she whispered to herself and lifted her head up, looking at her reflection while still dancing.

She turned, she jumped, she raised her arms up the air beautifully and panted. Suddenly, her feet met with the other and her body was met with the floor.

Tears gathered up her eyes as she once again stood up and began from the beginning.

"I'll make you proud mother!" she shouted and with heavy breaths, she finished her dance and crashed down the floor. She clutched her shirt and breathed heavily.

"Y/N! Here! Drink some water! God, why are you doing this to yourself, you haven't been eating for the past week I--"

"I want to make mother proud. I want to make her proud of me hoseok. I only want that." she whispered and her tears fell. His eyes then softened and he hugged her trembling body. "I j-just want her to tell me that she's proud of me." she stuttered and continued crying.

"I know, but you also have to rest. Stop overworking yourself." he stated and closed his eyes.

"But if I did that, I'll only disappoint mother again."

A/n
I know this chap is short and I apologize for that.