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Hiiii this is my first chapter!!! 

genre: angst 

word count: 1004 

tw: rape, self-harm

 (edited 4/12/2021)

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Jungkooks POV

"Ah shit" Jungkook exclaimed. He woke up super early today, probably because he practically collapsed early last night. When he walked into the bathroom he saw that the floor still had blood from last night, he quickly went to clean it up so it wouldn't stain red. He hoped no one would get suspicious of him being up so early in the morning. His mind started wandering back to yesterday, a day which he would rather forget. 

"Jungkook pay attention!"

"Sorry hyung" He was exhausted, the lack of sleep and food had started catching up to him. He kept on slipping and messing up during practice, and it was clear that their dance instructor was livid.

"Sorry isn't enough Jungkook I'm going to need you to stay in after class"

He mumbled an okay while his members were looking at him in pity. He tried to keep his cool, but he was internally freaking out by the fact that he would have to be alone with the dance instructor, that man was a monster. Soon everyone had left and it was just him left in the studio. He was extremely thankful that his instructor didn't stay with him. He replayed the songs again and again and again, and he didn't stop for another two hours.

"Why am I such a loser?" Jungkook mutters as he fell down from exhaustion. The voices in his head were taunting him 'loser ,lazy ,worthless'. "Stop, make it stop" he whimpers out, but no one heard. He was alone and no one was going to help him.

He got up after a while and packed his stuff to head back to the apartment. He was dizzy, really dizzy, he hadn't eaten properly in a few days because he wanted to be skinny and perfect for Army's. He opened the door and rushed straight to his room; it was late and so one noticed him. The voice was being brutal; mercilessly forcing its way into Jungkook's thoughts. 'Cut yourself, no one cares about you, you're ugly'.

"Kook- Jungkook" shouts a voice from outside, "we're leaving soon, what are you doing in there?"

"Sorry Hobi hyung i'll be out soon" He quickly finished cleaning the bathroom, got changed and rushed down to go to practice.

Nobody paid much attention to Jungkook on the ride down to the studio. Everyone was happily chatting while Jungkook sat in the back just looking out of the window. His thighs hurt a lot from the excessive cutting he did yesterday, his muscles were sore from the extra practice and his throat hurt from singing even though he was sick, overall Jungkook looked and felt horrible.

Today's practice was no different from yesterdays, and Jungkook hated it.

"Jungkook snap out of it you're supposed to be part of the dance line" His instructor walked up to him and shoved him, Jungkook was used to this behavior but their instructor had never acted like this in front of his members. The other 6 people in the room gasped at their instructors behavior, they were all shocked at the mans behavior. "I want you to meet me after practice ends. We're going to practice until you get it right. Now get up and try harder."

"Y-yes" Jungkook answered with a wobbly voice and tears in his eyes.

Taehyung slowly walked up to Jungkook, not forgetting to give their instructor a dirty glare. "Hey don't cry but I'm sure he's just, having a bad day?" he said with uncertainty. When Jungkook didn't say anything back he leaned down and slowly pushed the boys head up till they were looking at each other and asked " Are you okay?"

Jungkook looked at him with tears in his eyes and just nodded allowing himself to get pulled up by Taehyung's strong arms.

The rest of practice Jungkook pushed himself as hard as he could ignoring the worried glances he was getting from his members. At the end of practice he told all the members to go home, even though all he got back were protests, no one can see how worthless I am . The moment everyone left he could feel himself get roughly pushed against the wall, he looked up to see his instructor's hungry eyes. 

"You've been bad in your dancing but you lost a lot of weight, you look half decent now" His hands slowly traveled down to Jungkook's butt, ignoring the boys pained expression "I bet you like this don't you?" He smirks as he forces Jungkook down to his knees. He starts to unbuckle and take off his jeans. He only smirked when he head Jungkook's cries telling him to stop.

Jungkook was sobbing, he didn't want this, I want to die. He heard the door creak open, no nobody can find out about this, they'll hate me. "Hey Jungkookie I know you didn't want company but you didn't eat breakfast or lunch today so i just brought you some foo-" Jins face dropped when he walked into the room. Jungkook was sobbing on his knees while their dance teacher was standing there pants half off and hands in Jungkook's hair. Jin looked livid, his face was bright red. He dropped the food, but he didn't seem to care all he only seemed to care about was killing the instructor. He started punching the instructor hard. Jungkook was shocked, he'd never seen his hyung like this. His sobs only got louder when he thought about how this was only happening because of him. Jin stopped assulting the instructor and quickly looked around, he calmed down and quickly dropped down to his level and hugged him whispering soft words into Jungkook's ear "It's okay baby, i'm here, you're okay" He looked back at the dance instructor who was laying on the floor unconscious. He pulled out his phone and called what Jungkook assumed was bang pd and the other members.

As Seokjin hyung held me and called the other members. I knew then that maybe, I would be okay.