Fake It...Easy, Right? [DISCONTINUED]

FOUR

YOONGI POV

I woke up in my bed again...what?
I look around and see Jin laying on his bed. Looking at my clock, I see it's eleven at night. I sigh and sit up, getting up and walking downstairs to the kitchen. I open the fridge and take out a bottled water, gulping down half of it. I look out the window at an almost black abyss, seeing some street lights and far away town lights. I look down, realizing I was in a plain t-shirt with no sleeves.

I leaned down on the counter and study the various size of every cut. Some you could barely see anymore and some you could see if you barely glance at my arm. I rubbed my thumb over them, feeling a need to cut or scratch or something, so I did. I started scratching them and a couple came open, starting to bleed again. I jumped when I saw and felt a hand grab my hand I scratched with and move it down by my side. I turn to see Jimin standing there, he took my worse cut arm that had open cuts again, taking me to the bathroom. He cleaned the blood off and bandaged my arm, smiling at me.

"You okay, hyung?" I simply nodded. His smile turned into a frown, crouching in front of me.

"No you're not...you tried to commit suicide. Why? Why cant you just talk to us?" His voice was soft but a hint of anger lurked through it, of course because he was upset I couldn't talk to him.

I sighed again, looking at him in the eye.
"Its hard, Jimin...okay?" I cant just randomly tell six important people in my life everything I've kept in for so long. It feels wrong, weird."
He nodded and tok my hand, leading me upstairs to my bed. He laid down and pulled me with him, even as much protest I put out he still cuddled with me. Then I heard soft sobs, I looked at him and surely he was crying.

"Hey, hey...Jimin-ah. What's wrong?"
I wiped his tears and held him.

"I just...I just don't want you or anyone else ever hurting. It hurts me to know youre sad, hyung."
He sniffled and looked at me,
I gave a gummy smile and it was half real.
"I'll be okay, yeah? I mean...I feel like now you guys know that itll be okay. I'll be okay." He nodded and soon we fell asleep, yet not before I felt him peck my cheek.

I woke up to a chill, looking over, Jimin wasn't there anymore. It was 9:47 in the morning, so I figured they were all in the living room as Jin cooks and serves breakfast at 8. I was getting up and going to the bathroom before a 'hyung' stopped my feet. I gave a small smile to Jungkook, he's the youngest and I don't like worrying him even though I already know that's where this is going.

"Can you come downstairs when you're done? All of us want to talk." I moved my head up and down and walked into the bathroom. Oh boy, here we go... (A/N) Italics and underline is Yoongi's thoughts

When I went downstairs I was grabbed and drug down onto Tae by the man himself. I looked around at everyone before Namjoon spoke up.

"Yoongi-ah, it's been a few days and no real talk...we wanna know what's bothering you much enough to make you...think this way?"
I thought then nodded, staring away.

"Well um...it was mostly because of these voices in my head. I know it sounds crazy but I just had like a second mind telling me things against myself. Like that I was worthless or something..."

Jin held my hand.
"Yoongi, you are Not worthless. You're amazing and totally 100% worth it."
I gave a small gummy smile, Namjoon spoke back up.

"And...why didn't you tell us this?"

I cleared my throat
"Uhm well, I wanted help- for you guys to help, I just...the voices wouldn't let me. Everytime I heard them it took affect for so long until more came."

"Okay...lastly for now, what do you need or just want us to do for you to help you and...do you need to tell us about any doctor confirmed illnesses besides you know..."

I nodded and took a deep breath
"I have PTSD, that thing, and anxiety disorder. I honestly just need cuddles sometimes especially at night...whenever I'm having an anxiety or panic attack, it'll be evident. Just...with that just try to comfort me and hug me, if you can put ice in my mouth, thst helps."

Each one of them nodded in understanding. Then they all group hugged me and for once I felt real...actual Love...

I loved it, and I wasn't about to let go of it. I gave my real gummy smile and from that point on, I had a new life to live.

(A/N) Don't worry, this isn't the end of the book. Unless ya want it to be? Anyways, Ash out

(A/N) I changed my mind, I don't have anymore ideas for this ff so, this is the end. Maybe I'll make a different one later on but for now this is all. Love u guys

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