Fight

Kim Taehyung slowly chews his lips, breathing heavily as he stares ahead, unblinking.

He's silently watching, observing really, the small television in his hotel room, eyes rolling dramatically at American Soap Opera that plays before him. Even with his limited English, Taehyung concludes that the show is nothing more than glorified garbage. Even so, he continues to watch the screen lazily as it numbs him of his surroundings, which was precisely his intention at the moment.

"Choreography..." he mutters, through a strained breathe letting the statement hang in the air before finally giving a frustrated grunt.

His brow furrows as if on cue, mind too preoccupied to even notice the poor girl on the sitcom slowly getting gutted by her ex-lover and die in nothing short of a dramatic manner. Having grown tired of the gritty frame ages ago, Taehyung frantically swings his arm into the air, as if in defeat, and furiously shuts the television off.

It had been over choreography this time, fucking choreography, Taehyung has to soberly remind himself, that had caused him and Seokjin to resort to a childish argument. While the pair had both acknowledged that is wasn't their most intense argument the couple had gotten into, they agreed that it stood alone in the fact that they had dragged everyone else into it. What made it even more grand, was that is also happened to be five minutes before the concert.

Everyone had solemnly agreed that they pair had lost their professional composure early on in the argument, as things had resorted to childish antics, so much so that Namjoon had to intervene and tell them politely to 'get their shit together'. Things only escalated when Jimin, the dubbed pacifist of the group decided to berate them as well alongside Yoongi, who usually couldn't be bothered to break up a fight let alone get up, who kindly told them to 'shut the fuck up'.

Taehyung mindlessly chews on his bottom lips, pacing the room as he silently mulls about said situation. Of course, the things he had implied to Jin had not only been upsetting but also a blunt insult on his abilities and place within the group. It didn't help that Jin was especially sensitive about his dancing, as he tried to improve any chance he was given.

As with any of their altercations, Taehyung and Jin had long since made up, as the group took extra measures (and then some) to assure that all parties could state their concerns and come to an agreement. Although Taehyung would be lying if he said he felt that these group 'meetings' were more of an excuse for the rest of BTS to silently condemn the pair, he also knew that it was strict protocol. Every disagreement was taken into what Jungkook liked to call RM's ' therapy sessions' even the smaller ones, such as the one last week where Yoongi threatened to kick Hoseok's ass if he didn't stop parading into his genius studio.

After the group collaboration, Jin and Taehyung were left alone to sort through their issues privately, which was almost equally as awkward as the group therapy session. It was only then that Taehyung saw the small, pensive glances Jin kept flashing him, as well as the way he withheld his eyes while softly chewing on his bottom lip, two signs of distress that Taehyung had picked up on ages ago. At that point, Taehyung was ready to prod Jin a bit more when Jimin decided to pop in last minute and unintentionally interrupt what Taehyung guessed was a serious moment.

Of course, that had been nearly three hours ago. He had simply shook Seokjin's hand and was done with it, quickly excusing himself to his room before the tears began. Even now guilt clings heavily to his frame, at two AM his mind is still rattled with regret.

"Shit.." he silently curses as he mopes around his hotel room, grabbing his key-card, wallet, phone and shuffling into the secluded hotel hallway

The bright lights of the hallway sting his eyes and he winces, mindlessly walking down the bleak corridor before deciding to check his phone. With practiced ease, he quickly locates the groups Kakao group message and taps twice, praying that one of the members would still be up. As expected most of them were inactive save for Jungkook, who probably left the app on, and Taehyung mentally debates on whether or not to send the maknae a quick message. After a quick moment, he shoots down the idea and decides to meander further down the hallway until he met an intersection that was happily decorated with an pair of vending machines.