"Technically, this wasn't my fault," mumbled out Beomgyu.
The others turned to look at him with a slight contempt. And Namjoon was glaring.
SinB had took a fall while filming the dance break, and was slightly injured. Like a teeny tiny bit injured. She couldn't dance for the day, a little rest would do. She was fine.
But somehow the whole gang had decided to take it out on poor little Beomgyu, pointing out that it was choice of shoes, she was wearing for the dance.
Bangtan wasn't angry, no. He was their baby after all. They could never be angry at the babies. They had a feeling that they may have rushed in a little bit, trying film the whole intro and the dance break in a single day. And everyone was exhausted.
But, Namjoon was a bit, let's say, disturbed.
"You selected the shoes, Beomgyu. This wouldn't have happened if we gave this job to people who know what they are doing!" he lashed out.
Beomgyu was a bit taken aback. So were the rest of them. Namjoon never called Beomgyu his name, it was always Beomie. It indicated the anger Namjoon had.
And next second, Namjoon almost regretted having said that, and when he looked back at Beomgyu, the younger was slightly tearing up.
Yoongi sensed this and walked upto Beomgyu, slowly pulling him up and taking him away for a little Daegu-Daegu conversation.
Yoongi usually did that, whenever Beomgyu was slightly off. Just like he used to do for Taehyung.
Yoongi could literally write a Seesaw Version 2.0 for Beomgyu. Because he saw Taehyung in him.
SinB was lying down. She was tired, and so was the rest of the team. And she knew they all needed a break.
It wasn't Beomgyu's fault, she knew that. The poor boy was overly excited about the filming and the first day of the shoot went like this.
She looked at Jungkook, who sat as if it was all his fault.
She spoke up, trying to lighten up.
"Guys, come on. It wasn't his fault. I was pretty tired, that's all. And its just a sprain, ok."But Namjoon disagreed, "Those shoes were uncomfortable, SinB-si."
"No, they were perfectly fine. I mean, I think, maybe the choreo was a bit difficult."
And immediately, all eyes went to Hoseok, who held up his hands.
"Woah! What y'all looking at me for? For starters, I didn't do the choreo for her part."He then said,"Look, I think we need a break. We've had enough for today. And you", he pointed at Namjoon "straighten things up with Beomie."
Namjoon stood up and gave a small glance at SinB, who smiled back and nodded.
Beomgyu was sitting with Yoongi, in the dressing room couch.
And boy, Namjoon definitely wanted to slap himself.
The energizer of TXT sat there with his little hands fisted to himself, almost folded in half. His eyes were red from crying and he was sniffling.
Yoongi laid a comfortable hand on his shoulder and was whispering to him, probably saying that everything was fine. On seeing Namjoon, the elder stood up walked out the room, only after giving a reassuring pat on Namjoon's shoulder.
Namjoon walked up to him slowly, contemplating on what to say to his younger. He had never been good with words.
"Hey bud...", he called out.
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