There's not a single moment where Taemin didn't feel anxious.

Sitting here on the living room couch, his body wouldn't stop shaking.

He's not like this.

No, he's usually not scared or nervous about anything, he's so confident and has a hard head in the things he does.

He's so stubborn, but he'd like to think in a good way.

But now..... Now..... This feeling is suffocating his throat, unable to even breathe.

His father is on his way here to find him, who knows, maybe even kill him. Despite Taemin already going to the station and reporting it, he doesn't trust it.

And now Minho is missing.

Everything is a mess.

His mind is a fucked up mess and he's so fucking scared.

What can he do?

Think. Think!

Shit!

This is stressing him the fuck out.

Even while having Taehyung sitting beside him, Taemin can't seem or feel himself calming down. It's nerve wrecking his entire mind, body and soul.

No one knows about his father, and no doubt Taehyung believes Taemin is like this mainly because of his Minho, and of course there's a part of him that is, but the pressure of his father is in the back of his head.

It's driving him insane.

"Don't worry," Taehyung's voice startled him abruptly, still completely tense with heavy eyes to the coffee table, "Everything will be fine."

Taemin didn't respond back, took shaken up to even process anything, but then the sound of the door clicking snaps his attention.

And his heart rate skyrocketed.

"I SAID TO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!"

"Can you please STOP FUCKING SCREAMING!"

Taemin's hand balled into a tight fist by how viciously he began to shake, his vision blurred as he sees the silhouette of Minho storming into the living room.

And he..... Does not look okay.

Both of his eyes are swollen and he's stumbling between his feet, clearly not sober or to say the least okay.

Since they all moved in together, this is possibly the first time Minho has ever looked so..... Broken.

He's always so strong, charismatic and such a caretaker of everyone.

Right now he doesn't even look like he's strong enough to even stand.

What's going on? Why is this happening?

They were all fine!

Why is everything changing!

"I wanted to be alone!" Minho shouts in the midst of a painful sob escaped his throat, his gaze still remaining in flames of his intense rage, "I DIDN'T WANT TO SEE ANYONE!"

Listen.

Out of everyone in this group, Jeongguk and Woosung has to be one of the two quietest beans that exist, aside from Taehyung.

Jeongguk is always composed and stays in his own lane, has more self control when it comes to his emotions despite being sensitive. He's undeniably responsible, or at least tries to be, possibly the more mature one out of everyone here.

Meanwhile Woosung is too tender hearted to reveal his emotions out in the open. He always tries to make sure everyone is okay and has everyone's best interest.

Right now, they look like they're seconds away from exploding.

Especially Woosung.

And not in a good way.

Jeongguk closed his eyes, trying to take deep breaths before stepping a step towards Minho, "Listen.... I know you're upset, but please try to understand that we want to make sure you're safe and okay-"

"I DON'T NEED ANYONE TO -"

"LET ME FUCKING TALK FOR FUCK SAKES! YOU'VE BEEN SCREAMING SINCE WE FUCKING FOUND YOU!"

Taehyung is to his feet now, immediately being the barrier between Jeongguk and Minho.

And it didn't take long for the tears to heavily glow behind Jeongguk's eyes by his own unstable emotions.

"Then you shouldn't have brought me here! You don't fucking understand what I'm going through and I - STOP FUCKING CRYING!"

Woosung this time steps up, going right to Minho's face and shoves him back with a lethal glare in his eyes, "Don't you talk to him like that!"

Taehyung this time shoved Woosung back with a single hand with a warning stare, "You, stay in your damn place."

Taemin's breathing is growing more and more uneven, choking now in anxiety to the blur of his hands before his eyes before he began to feel everything fading in the background.

He can control his thoughts anymore, nor his body or emotions.

He sees himself shaking, choking up to himself, disconnecting completely to the point he has no idea where he even is right now.

And the screaming in the background isn't helping -

"Roomies!"

That's a new voice.

A whole other new voice.

A broken one.

Taemin manages to snap his head up, just like everyone else did.

And what he saw coiled his stomach in horror.

Standing there is Jimin with an arm around Ariana's waist while he wraps her arm around his shoulders - keeping her still.

While her hands are coated in blood.

"Roomies," Jimin squeaks, his voice pitching in desperation while Ariana looks seconds away from passing out, "M-Moonlight."

And that's when everyone caught onto the trails of blood gliding down Ariana's shakily bare legs, even her shorts.

Just before she completely passed out.

Everyone's heart dropped.

"CALL A FUCKING AMBULANCE NOW!"

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A/N:
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Well-

I purple you! <33