Seokjin woke up. He could hear mutterings and rings of phone calls. He had a blurry vision before it adjusted.
“Seokjin's currently in the hospital. Yeah, he fainted,” small silence, “No, the doctor said it's one of the symptoms. Hobeom, just send the other members home. Hoseok's still asleep and I already gave him medicine.
He tried to distinguish the room as things flashbacked into his mind.
“Fuck,” his mind drowned into worry and regrets, who knows who's with him right now? He hopes it's not the members.
“Seokjin-ah,” the singer glanced at the person beside him. He buried his head in the mountain of pillows, emitting a sigh.
“Please don't tell them,” the other person could only frown at his words. He's too selfless.
“You need to rest. You've been overworking, Seokjin.”
“Hyung, it's fine. Didn't the doctor say it's just my condition? See, I'm fine,” he plastered a smile on his face, “Don't worry about me.”
“How am I not going to worry? You and the members are my priority! Your doctor said it's life-threatening if you continue to put too much work on your shoulders.” His manager rubbed his temples as he looked at the younger worryingly.
It's better for you to die so that he could have less burden, Seokjin. You're a selfish man who makes everything worse.
YOU'RE A SELFISH MAN.
“Seokjin-ah!” the younger's eyes widened, giving all the attention to his manager.
“I'm really worried for you. Please take this seriously,” Seokjin sadly smiled and tapped the older's hand, looking at him with the happiest reflection of his eyes, even if it hurts.
That's the only good thing he can do. Pretend and act.
It hurts, right?
“Jin.” his manager took a deep breath, “where did you get this from?” he pointed at the younger's arm.
“I practiced and practiced and I fell on the floor many times.” there was no point in lying anymore. Sejin could see through him, he could sense that he's hiding something. At least he said the truth, right?
Seokjin just wants to be a maknae again. When he could be comforted and wouldn't be asked why and how. When he can act freely and be forgiven in less than a minute. When they wouldn't say he's weird for not acting like the eldest hyung, matured and strong. He craves for that solace, the reassurance and relief. The attention.
So you're an attention seeker now, huh?
STOP.
PLEASE STOP.
Fuck you, Seokjin. You don't deserve to be consoled.
“Don't tell them hyung, please don't—” he choked on a sob before realizing he's already crying. And it just went like that. Crying and wailing, and his manager could only look at him in pity and sadness.
….
A WEEK AFTER
"Taehyung-ah? What are you doing?” his silver voice popped out of nowhere. Tears pricked the younger's eyes, sobs escaping his lips.
He can't face Seokjin right now. Not when he ruined his treasure.
“Taehyung—” the eldest grabbed the younger by his shoulders and was shocked to see…
His grandmother's gift to him is broken.
Her gift.
“I'm sorry hyung! I'm sorry!” Taehyung tried to grab his hand but Seokjin backed away. He backed away due to the sadness he's feeling.
“W-why?” he gulped, he shouldn't shout at Taehyung. Calm down. Don't let your emotions control you.
“I tried to look for my phone, I'm sorry hyung!” Seokjin can't help but cry at the broken gift. It's too special. Too rare.
He can't bring back time.
“Just get out Taehyung. Get out!”
Then he heard the door close before falling down on his knees, clenching his chest and bit back his sobs.
He hadn't opened the gift yet.
….
“Wah, Jin-hyung! It's been a while since you cooked decent food!” the maknae joked before digging into the pot, smiling as he savoured the noodles.
“Yah, we still have other members too,” Seokjin's rough voice goes unnoticed by the younger, too focused on the food he's eating.
What? You're stress-cooking now? And you're gonna eat the shit out of the food? You're out of your mind.
He could sense the stare someone was giving him. He looked around and of course, it was Taehyung. The younger's eyes widened and looked away, guilt filling his heart. He continued fiddling with his phone, but he can't help but glance at Seokjin again.
“Voo,” Taehyung's eyes fluttered and his heart raced so fast. He looked into the eldest eyes, to see if he's really calling him, or he's just daydreaming.
“Come here, Tae-ah,” he felt his legs walking on its own. Then he's in front of Seokjin. Jungkook was walking to his room, to give them privacy.
“I'm sorry, hyung,” he was shocked to feel Seokjin's arms around him, enveloping him into a hug. It was too calming to be in the eldest's embrace, as if it was saying that "I won't go anywhere, I'm here” and Taehyung's so thankful for him. His hyung is so forgiving and generous and kind and—
Amazing. The kind of amazing that'll love you even if everything goes wrong. Even if you fucked everything up, he'll be staying, standing beside you like a tower, protecting you. He'll still hold your hand and hug you even if he should hate you and be angry at you.
“It's okay. I know you don't intend to do that,” he felt a peck on his forehead before he lifted his face to look at his eldest hyung. Seokjin chuckled at his face, wiping the tears with his thumbs.
“Thank you, hyung. So much,” he hugged him again before letting go. Taehyung still had his arms around his hyung, clinging to him like a koala.
“Now eat. I know you want Japchae,” the eldest ruffled the younger's hair, before Taehyung gave him a boxy smile, eyes hidden.
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taejin makes me go uwuwuwuuwu idk why,,,,i miss bangtan sm 🥺
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melancholia → jin-centric
Fanfictionhappiness watched as he crumble down into pieces, and sadness came comforting him.
