The 7 of Us. (A BTS Fanfic.)

Chapter 3.

"Yoooongiiiiiiii~" Hoseok said in a sing-songy voice while tapping Yoongi's shoulder, who's starting to fall asleep.

"That's Yoongi hyung." Yoongi groaned, he was tired. And he wanted to sleep. But nobody in the Bangtan household gives a shit about his sleep schedule anymore.

"Okay hyung." J-Hope mocked him, adding some emphasis on the last word. "Do you mind if we watch some of our performances? Y'know, from our concerts?"

Yoongi sighs, "Sure, sure, whatever you want Hoseok-ah." He put his hands behind his head, relaxing next to the other male on the couch. It's 10:30 am. He could've been asleep. But here he is, hanging out with Hoseok. "What performance?"

"Whatever auto plays first Hyung-" Hoseok says with a bright smile.

"Yep, yeah, okay-" Yoongi says, a little bit of a smile hinting at the corner of his lip.

Hoseok played a 'J-Hope Fancam', Yoongi hearing the familiar lyrics. 'Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh ah-'

"of course you play this one-" Yoongi laughs, watching the 7 of them in pink outfits.

"Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! BTS!!" The fanchant...

Hoseok smiled even more "I love it when the ARMYs do the fan chant, makes me feel like they appreciate us."

"because they do appreciate us-" Yoongi had to turn to face Hoseok,
"and i appreciate you as well, without you, who would've taught us our choreography!? it's a good thing Namjoon-ah got you to stay here with m- us." He forced an awkward smile during this awkward moment. Having to move his hand through his hair, he turned back to the screen

"Love is nothing stronger! Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah. Then a boy with, then a boy with love~" And then Yoongi's rap played,

Hoseok looked up to the screen as well "I mean..... I guess... but.... I don't know."

He changes the topic, "You're good at rapping- no. Both you and Namjoon-ah are good at rapping. You both are my inspiration for me to get better at my rapping skills."
Leaning back against the sofa, he sighed,
"I think that it's amazing how we were all just 7 korean boys from a small company. And now we're super stars." He paused,
"The pandemic has been making me feel some things, it's been getting me thinking, and worrying... when will this pandemic end? When will we be able to see our ARMYs faces?"

Boy With Luv ended, and it auto played to the next song.... 'Bogoshipda~'

Yoongi sighed, he's not the best at comforting people, it makes him feel awkward. But it's Hoseok. He's.... different from the other members, it's just some... connection that he can't describe. Even though they're practically the exact opposite. Hoseok is bright and funny, Yoongi is.... well, Yoongi!

(Sorry if you got offended by that last part, but what I was trying to say was 'opposites attract')

"Hobi, you're good at rapping as well, ahah. nice to know I'm an inspiration for someone!" Trying to lighten up the sad atmosphere of the room.
"yeah, the pandemic sucks. but you don't have to worry. one day, we'll.... uh... be past the pandemic, and we'll be able to see our ARMYs again. yeah-" Yoongi mentally facepalmed, he's not good at this- he was trying to sound all intelligent with his words like Namjoon, he wrapped his arm around Hoseok's shoulder, continuing to stare at the TV's screen.

Hoseok jumped a little in his seat when he felt Yoongi's arm wrap around him. But at the same time, he felt a wave of happiness and comfort rush through him, almost as if he wanted to feel Yoongi's touch and embrace. He took the thought out of his head.

"I mean.... I... I guess so hyung... I'll try not to worry about it..."
He sighed, closing his eyes, trying to relax his head from all of the dark thoughts and things that's swirling around in his head.

"It's not stopping.... why?! Why won't you STOP?!"
 He screams inside his head, the thoughts started to rain down, his vision became blurry. Hoseok felt like he wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
"I'll... try."
 
He says to his Yoongi-Hyung, with a bright smile.

Well... Hoseok has to keep on a bright smile, a fake smile. Just so his other members can be happy. But still, with every day he puts on the brightest smile he could manage, the thoughts would get even louder. Was there a cure to his mental insanity?! He doesn't know. Hoseok's mind was tainting black. Still, he kept on going.

"Was there any way to get rid of the thoughts!?" Hoseok couldn't hold it in anymore. He started to cry, holding his head, the now dark as night clouds in his head, now raging with thunder.

The thunder that can never go away. "I c-can't take it anymore. Please, I just want it to go away...." He mumbles, yet, it came out in a small whisper. But Yoongi over-heard him.

Yoongi turns back to face Hoseok "Take what anymore? Are you sure that you're okay?" He suddenly felt all worried for the younger male. He always seemed fine around others. "Did I do something?" He thought to himself, "how can I make it up to him?"

"Huh? Oh.... it's..." Hoseok smiled, "It's nothing, I just.... said something I saw on the internet- and... stuff...." He wiped his tears, still continuing to cry over the thoughts in his head, he's afraid to tell anyone what he really thinks. Everyone thinks of him as a ray of sunshine. The hope of BTS.

It pressures him, but it made him become a better person. But it didn't ever stop the dark clouds in his head. Almost every night, he'd cry himself to sleep. Then wake up the next day with another fake smile. But, I guess you get used to it. He knows it's not healthy. But he's just afraid nobody will accept him if he anyone figures out what he's really like. He can't afford it.

Yoongi sighed, he's been thinking that Hoseok got depression lately. Yoongi thought about something. He turned and hugged Hoseok, he wasn't facing the TV anymore, Yoongi's head was resting on Hoseok's neck, he could feel Hobi's breath hitching. "Don't be sad Hoseok. You can always talk to me. I love you. Okay?" Yoongi whispered in his ear, trying to make the other calm down. Suddenly realizing he directly said 'I love you' he blushed, but brushed it off quickly. "Always remember that Hoseok."

Hoseok started to cry even harder, hearing his hyung's words "F-Forget it hyung... y-you don't.... u-understand...." He says in between sobs, he doesn't know what he's feeling right now. But he's feeling a mixture of dread, shame, sadness, and one other he can't name. After hearing him say 'I love you,' it made him feel even worse. He shouldn't be crying in front of Yoongi, he shouldn't be crying in the first place. He doesn't deserve this life of being an idol, he thought. Hoseok tried to smile.

"Please, don't feel bad for me, it's useless." Hoseok says tiredly, his eyes starting to slowly close, "i feel... very tired..."

It broke his heart, hearing these words come from Hobi. "Hoseok-ah. I can't just sit around and do nothing when I can tell you're suffering." He paused, "And don't even say that you're fine. Because I can tell that you're not. You haven't been yourself lately, don't pretend to be happy when you aren't because we're here for you." Yoongi sighed, hearing Hobi say 'I'm tired...' "Alright then, you can sleep. I'll just..." He turned off the TV, "I'll sleep here for tonight."

"C-.... Can I sleep with you?" Hoseok asks, wiping his tears with his sleeve

Yoongi laughs, and stops hugging him, "of course, but we'll be sharing one couch-"

"That's fine with me..." He stops wiping his tears, even though there were still a lot on his face

Yoongi begins to wipe off Hoseok's tears with his own sleeve, "Please, stop crying okay?" He says, looking up into Hobi's eyes. "It hurts when I see you cry...."

Hoseok laughs, feeling the cotton touch his face, he then yawned.
"Alright Yoongi-Hyung, goodnight..." He leaned back against the couch, pulling back the couch's recliners. The clouds in his head clearing out a little, What used to be a downpour, is now a heavy drizzle. He smiles a little, the clouds usually calm when he's about to sleep. So that's the only time he feels 'happy...'