Autophobia: The Fear of Being Alone.

Chapter 1: Dominoes.

Taehyung sat comfortably, legs crossed and his back hunched slightly. His eyes were glued to the flashing TV, which stretched across the blank white wall in front of him, it took up most of the space. His fingers danced aggressively over the controller in his hand, his whole body jolting as he slammed the buttons down. The controller was, at once, militantly thrown from the boys hands, the words: "YOU DIED!" read across the screen. He sighed, regaining his calmness once again. Maybe it was time to call it a day.

He pushed himself up, his oversized grey joggers now dropping, scuffing the floor as one foot meandered in front of the other. He headed over to the impressive gaming setup, crouching down to turn the console off. He groaned as he pushed himself back up. Along the outskirts of the TV, there was multiple framed pictures, all small in size, yet holding some of the greatest memories he had. Each one included a different person, or group of them. His eyes wandered over the blissful library of memories, a small smile spreading across his face. These were the six other boys he had been rooming with ever since attending BigHit school. He loved them to bits, but they admittedly acted like crackheads sometimes. Taehyung analysed the pictures, he chuckled quietly to himself seeing one of Joon and Jin asleep on each other.

Jin was the elder of the group, his face consisted of 'safe' features, nothing was too distinctive. Everything fell perfectly into place for him, and because of this, he was very popular amongst the females attending their school. No-one could blame them though, not only was he extremely handsome, but he had a strong passion for cooking. Despite the hoard of girls begging for his attention, he never seemed to bat an eye. His focus remained elsewhere. Then there was Namjoon. Although he wasn't the eldest in age, he acted it. He towered over all the group, and teased about it often. Especially to Jimin. He was intensely focused on his studies, and didn't have time for relationships. Outside the boys, he didn't have many friends, but they were all he needed.

Taehyung raised his eyes slightly, now focusing on a cute picture of Yoongi and Hobi. It was a selfie of the two from a party they all went to. Although is was badly taken, and blurry. They both had such happy, contented looks upon their faces. Yoongi and Hobi came as a pair, or not at all. They were virtually inseparable, they made a great duo but were polar opposites at the same time. Hobi was stuck in a smile. There wasn't a moment where you didn't see this guy laughing, and making everyone who came near him automatically happier. Yoongi, on the other hand, was the shorter of two, but usually had the routine intimidating frown playing across his face. Of course, this melted away instantly when he laid his eyes upon Hobi, who, in his own words, was his sunshine.

Finally, Taehyung looked up once more. This time, a large smile spread infectiously across his face, his eyes crinkling with it. He was looking at goofy picture of him, and his lifelong best friend Jimin pouting at the camera. The two had been friends since diapers, Jimin had been Taehyung's rock, his constant, his reason to keep going. They were lucky to be able to room together. They often teased each other about their looks, but as much as Taehyung didn't want to admit it, Jimin was utterly flawless. He had smooth pale skin, and perfectly proportioned lips, but his distinctive eyes were what drew everyone in. He, alongside Jin, was a major heartthrob for the ladies. But the one lingering issue there was, was that Jimin was gay. Of course, only the boys knew as he was afraid people would dislike him for it, but he trusted the boys.

Taehyung's wander down memory lane was abruptly interrupted by a long 'PING' emitting from his phone that was placed across his messy bed. He rushed over, picking it up, his eyes scanning from left to right across the screen. It was nothing to be excited about, simply a promotional message from Dominoes. He carelessly swiped it away, revealing his background. Another picture, this time of the whole group. His eyes gaily contemplated over the image, finally resting on one specific male. Jungkook. He didn't know what it was about him, but Taehyung just didn't get along with him, and the latter felt the same. Maybe it was envy? The boy had a lot to envy, his face was all round cute, and he had the sweetest smile. But of course, Taehyung didn't envy anyone. He always blamed his rivalry with Jungkook on his cockiness. He had a tendency to jump from person to person, with no concern for the anyones feelings, and Taehyung had his own reasons to despise that.