Taehyung sat by his bed inside his shared room with Namjoon, playing with his phone looking deep in thought. He pushed the button of his phone open, and the bright flash of light momentarily blinding him before his eyes adjusted. He opened his Twitter app, and scrolled through his feed, smiling a little for how much ARMYs’ care for him.

Several hashtags were made just for him, and he couldn’t help but love his ARMYs’ all the more. The #TaehyungDeservesBetter, and many others were continuously steaming, and flooding twitter as every fan demanded that they give him the same treatment as the other members.

He couldn’t help but smile sadly as he remember Namjoon fighting with the staffs of Big Hit because of the mistakes they did, not just on the Love Yourself Tear list, but many more. Some fans were even telling Big Hit and Bang PD to get their shits together before they take Taehyung away from the company their selves.

“Tae?”

Taehyung looked up, and saw Jimin peaking his head inside the room, brows furrowed with deep concern for him

He sat up, and gave a small smile to his best friend “Chim…”

“Are you okay?” Jimin sat down at the edge of the bed, and stared at him with worry

“I’m fine” He looked down, and picked on his nails, trying to avoid looking Jimin in the eyes “It’s nothing new, anyways”

“I’m sorry” Came a trembling voice

Taehyung snapped his head up to see tears streaming down Jimin’s face “Chim…” he gasped as he scrambled to his best friend

“I’m sorry” Jimin sobbed, looking down at his hands “It was obvious that the company was treating you unfairly, and I didn’t even do anything to help you!! I’m supposed to be your best friend!!”

Taehyung embraced Jimin gently and laid his head on top of the sobbing man “You couldn’t have known. Besides, they were kinda right. I’m just a pretty face meant to prance his visual to everyone. I’m not good with singing, and our songs doesn’t fit my voice since it’s too deep. I’m not a good dancer, and just one of those members who is supposed to stay in the back to not mess up the choreography. I’m just a good-for-nothing person who only have his face to survive the industry”

He smiled bitterly, not noticing the way Jimin froze in his arms “I sometimes even think that maybe I shouldn’t have debuted with you guys. I love you all, and I love our fans very much, but it’s so frustrating to know that you’re not good enough for both, you know?”

He blink back his tears, thoughts that he has been pushing back for years coming to the surface as everything just hits him “It’s not the company’s fault that they managed to switch your solo with mine. I mean, Serendipity is much more soothing of a song to listen to than Singularity. Your voice is much more beautiful, and leaves a soothing effect to those who listens, while my voice just ruins the mood since it’s too deep, and it’s just… nothing. Each member in this group contributes to something that makes BTS, while there’s me—Kim Taehyung who is so weird, and does nothing but bring trouble everywhere he goes…”

Taehyung was too busy talking that he didn’t notice that the members were silently piling inside the room, feeling like shit the more they hear Taehyung talk bad about himself

“Namjoon-hyung is the leader and is in-charge of basically everything. Jin-hyung is the one who takes care of all of us—cleaning, cooking, you name it. He’s in charge of those. Yoongi-hyung is always busy making good music and managing our overall expenses as a group. Hoseokie-hyung is the one in-charge of dancing, making sure to perfect all the moves of our dance steps to teach us again the next day. You, Jiminie is the one in the group who always lend his shoulder to cry on, the one everyone can talk to without feeling like they’re failing someone. You are the angel of the group, much like Hoseokie-hyung is the sunshine of BTS. Let’s not even start with our precious maknae who excels at everything he does. I was the first out of the two of us to take interest in photography. I started earlier than he did, but he’s already better than me. The more I observe our group, the more I feel like I don’t belong. I know you love me—I can feel it without the lot of you always saying it. I try every single day to make that my motivation, but each time I try to do better, one or two things go worse”

Taehyung was choking now, swallowing back tears “I don’t blame the company for treating me like this, since I’m not giving them enough. I still need to work harder. I need to be better. I even told my Dad back then that I was serious with my dream of becoming an idol; I still remember seeing his encouraging smile as he told me to go for it. I want to make him proud. I want to make our ARMYs’ proud. But… I can’t in this state. I still need to become better. I got here because you were with me, I got to where I am now, not because of me, but because of you guys; and the company just wanted to let me know that, lest I become too comfortable.”

“You got here because you worked hard. You got here because you fought hard with us. All of us are a part of our success. You’re not a baggage, Tae. You’re much more than that” Jimin grasped both side of his face, and squished it, staring at Taehyung’s wide eyes with his own teary ones “Never think of yourself as someone who does not belong in this group. You contributed as much as we did. We are BTS. BTS have seven members in it, not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually, and mentally. Each one of us makes BTS. Never tell me that you don’t belong, because you do belong.”

“Chim…”

“Jimin is right” A voice interrupted, making Taehyung jump

He turned to see the other members scattered around the room, looking pained and upset, tears shimmering in their eyes

“Never think of yourself as someone who just brings nothing but trouble to the group. Never tell yourself that you’re lacking, because you’re not. You’re not weird, you’re just being you. Your voice doesn’t ruin our songs, you have a beautiful voice that should be use more often. Yes, you occasionally think out of the box, but that is what makes you unique. You contribute something to BTS, as well. You’re not just some pretty face, you’re so much more than that. You have a beautiful voice, you can even dance much better than me or Jin-hyung. You help us everyday in our chores, and in our works. If you look closely, you’re an all-rounder, you help us with everything that’s why you think you’re not contributing to our group. That’s because you’re not just bound by one duty, you carry seven, and I’m proud to say that you are a member of our group. I feel ashamed for not noticing your pains, and your insecurity. I’m supposed to be the leader, the one who looks after all of you. I promise to never make you feel like that again. I promise that to myself, not just as your leader, but as your hyung, as well” Namjoon sat down in front of him

“Hyung…” Taehyung’s lip trembled, as he tries to not cry when he saw how sincere Namjoon was

Namjoon smiled and patted his hair “It’s okay. You can cry”

“I don’t wanna cry” Taehyung bit his lips

“Hey hey” Hoseok gave him a smile as he rounded the bed and plopped down beside Jimin. He took his hands and traced shapes into it “It’s alright…”

“No… it’s not” Taehyung was holding onto his emotions tightly, not wanting to acknowledge the fact that he’s really feeling down

“Just cry, you damn brat” Yoongi grunted, crossing his arms “You don’t need to be an idol in front of us, you can just be Taehyung. Here, inside this house, not one of us is an idol. We are just plain Yoongi, and Taehyung. So, stop being such a little shit, and just cry”

“Yah!” Seokjin leaned forward, and smacked Yoongi on the head “Honestly, you and your mouth.”

Yoongi huffed, rubbing his head while glaring at Seokjin “I was just stating my opinion. Why the hell did you hit me?”

“Just because”

Yoongi rolled his eyes, before turning back to Taehyung “So… as I have said before. There’s no need for you to hold onto your tears, they’re not worth holding in. Just let it out. You need to start loving yourself as for who you are. We love you, that’s all that matters. Albeit we need to hold ourselves back because of the media, but you don’t need to worry about everything, your hyungs will always be here with you, along with those brats” he gestured to Jimin, and Jeongguk

Jeongguk squawked with indignance “I’m not a brat! I’m an adult!”

“Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night” Yoongi snorted

“Rude” Jeongguk huffed, before bringing his attention back to Taehyung “I guess it’s my turn now. Hyung, I don’t have much to say since they pretty much took all the things I can say. They’re greedy like that, always taking the spotlight—ouch!  Why did you hit me?!”

“Because you were being rude” Seokjin stated

“You’re so violent” Jeongguk huffed “But continuing on, I just want to say that we love you hyung, very much. I’m sorry if I never noticed that you were feeling all those stuffs, but don’t worry,   I’ll help you next time when taking pictures, so you can also say that you’re as awesome as me” he grinned cheekily

Taehyung felt a chuckle rumbling through his chest as Jeongguk got smacked again by Seokjin

“Aish… this kid” Seokjin rolled his eyes “So… I’m the last.”

“We’re not in front of the media, Tae-tae” Seokjin leaned down over Namjoon to cupped my face, smiling softly “You don’t have to be double face. You don’t need to have a smile on or be blank. You can show what you truly feel, it’s just us”

The members huddled around him, and hug him, burying him in their arms as they murmured sweet nothings to him

The dam broke, and Taehyung cried, releasing all his pent-up frustration about himself, and crying out all his insecurities as he was engulfed in warmth

“There we go” Seokjin murmured “Just cry out whatever you are feeling. We’ll stay with you until you feel better”

“After this we’re going to play Overwatch, so you can feel better when I kick your ass” Jeongguk commented, exclaiming in pain as he was smacked again by Seokjin “What is wrong with you, hyung?! This is domestic violence, you know?!”

“Because you’re being a little shit, brat” Yoongi snickered, before cursing when he was smacked too “This is the second time today!! You better watch your back, hyung”

Hoseok let out a laugh “You guys are funny”

Hoseok saw Seokjin lifting his hand, and he immediately jumped away from the pile, holding his arms up in defense

Jimin huffed “Honestly guys, we’re comforting Tae right now. Can’t you put your childish acts for later?”

Namjoon chuckled “They can’t help it, I suppose.”

Taehyung felt a laugh bursting out of his mouth at Jimin’s disgruntled face, bending over and ending up with his face buried in Namjoon’s neck

Namjoon let out another chuckle, as he smoothed his hair “I take it that you’re feeling better already?”

Taehyung let out a breathy chuckled “Yeah, I’m okay now. You guys are funny”

Jimin snaked his hands around Taehyung’s midriff, pressing his face onto his back “Glad you’re okay now. Though that was kinda fast”

“I guess that’s because you all are here” Taehyung smiled back at him, before surveying the room and staring at each one of them “Thank you, really. I love you guys”

“We love you too, Tae” They said in unison

“Group hug!!” Hoseok squealed, grabbing Yoongi’s wrist and tugging him back into the pile

Taehyung let out another laugh, feeling warmth spreading through his entire body.

The guys were being rowdy as they squished Taehyung to death with their hugs and encouragements, and Taehyung finds himself thanking the heavens up above for giving him the members as his family.
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BTS is a family. I hate solo stans.If u r an army, love all seven of them equally...
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