melancholia → jin-centric

[H] a soothing lullaby

A/N;
hello guys. this is the happy ending part 1 and you guys probably guessed already that jin will live lol. of course, there's heavy angst before the happiness. this part has 1500 words so it's a long way towards the end. i'll probably publish the part 2 this week. i might plan a sequel for this ending so yeah.

there's another ending, which i wrote way back for this book. and yeah, it's devastating. if you love happy endings then stick to this, i guess.

love you guys <3

!! TRIGGER WARNING !!

"You okay, Jin? I can talk to the staff to let you rest, and do only 3-4 songs-"

"I'm fine. Everything's fine. I just got tired earlier, that's why I became like that."

"See? You're tired. You need—"

"Hyung." Seokjin raised his brows and let out a small smile, reassuring the older. Sejin heaved a sigh and nodded, patting the younger's back.

"I hope everything's gonna be okay. I'm so worried for you." the younger gave him a warm smile before running after the members.

...

Everything went fine. But of course, the members would interrogate him as they got home. And he knew that Yoongi would definitely never let him go.

You thought I was gone?

"Hyung-"

"I'm tired." Seokjin cut Namjoon off, walking to his room. His head became dizzy again, and all he wanted was to sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.

He heard whispers outside his room, they thought he couldn't hear them. Ha. Jokes on them. He can fucking hear them.

The singer went to the bathroom connected to his room (perks of being the eldest hyung) before hearing another hushed whisper as he let the door open, "We should talk to hyung about this-"

"He doesn't want to open up, for fuck's sake, Jungkook!"

"Lower your voices, please."

A creak, he heard. Then loud whispers filled his eardrums as he clenched the bottle tightly.

"Now what? Should we tell Sejin-hyung about this?" he could hear some rustles and sighs.

"I don't think that's a great idea. I'm suspicious about him. I don't know why."

You have no purpose, Seokjin. You're only letting everyone down. What will happen if they found out that Sejin kept it as a secret because of you? Lose his job? While you're standing there like a fucking fool. You don't deserve them, Seokjin. They deserve more than to have you around.

"Fuck you." Seokjin cursed out, heavy breathing. His back sled down the wall, falling weak, before letting out a few hiccups and gasps as he heard what they talked about.

"I saw his medications. Of course he would remove it from his bag because I told him."

"Yoongi-hyung. I think you know many things about him." What was it? Ah, betrayal?

"Hyung, tell us please."

"Fuck, he's gonna get mad at me if any of you wil know this."

He let his tears flow as his roommate told them the things that Seokjin wanted to keep to them two only, "He always talks about being sad. I think it's connected to his panic attack earlier."