Tear fell on the ground as Seokjin heaved a strangled sigh.
He can't breathe.
His phone laid at the corner of his room. He can't take it. Sandeul is suspicious. He knew something was wrong with Seokjin.
Did he find out?
Did someone tell him?
Does he know about the doctor?
What does he know?
After sending another lie, he didn't stop his tears.
If he knows the truth, he'll tell his group mates. If they know, they won't accept him. He can't bare with that.
Seokjin let out a shaky breath. He was sweating, shaking dangerously, and breathing heavily. Accusing and angry voices rang to his ears. His eyes were shut tight, hands covering his ears. He was screaming.
"Shut the fuck up!"
They won't accept you.
"Shut up!"
They'll hate you.
"Stop!"
It's true.
"I know, okay?! Just stop stating the obvious!"
It became quiet.
He was still breathing heavily. He fell on the cold floor, not caring if he got dirty. His vision blurred. Not because of his tears.
"I'm tired..."
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bts pt.2 // kim seokjin //
Fanfictionread ig // kim seokjin // before this what happened behind the scenes. curse words, sensitive themes and triggering phrases: you have been warned started: 20181231 ended: 20190218 **not to take seriously
