[Warning! It contains some sad things along with mention of a singer's death. If it saddens you then I recommend that you don't read. I will give a small summary at the end of the chapter. REMEMBER ALL OF THE CONTENT IS TRULY FICTION!!!]

I was there when Yoongi had the breakdown and went into his head space.  The doctor had called me the next day. He said that it was going to turn into a mental illness if he doesn't come back soon. He had asked me to keep it a secret. So I did keep it a secret.

It brought back many memories from the past. From our trainee days. I remember all of the trainees struggling and praying that they would be selected. I remember one of the trainee who is now a well-known celebrity in Korea, who got dismissed. We shared dorms together and he was so hard broken but he said that he won't give up and would achieve his dreams no matter what.

I remember Jonghyun's funeral. He died because of the stress and hate that he received in the past. He had committed suicide because it had become too much for him. I along with the members had gone to the funeral personally. I really hope that that won't happen again. But you can't get away from fate. From Death.

I remember when we were selected as the official members of BTS, we were so stressed about our debut. We had worked till our bones and muscles and every tiny bits of our body was sore and unable to move. I remember that night when we were too tired but Jin-hyung had stayed behind because he said that he wanted to eat some sushi from the stall that he saw when we were coming to our rented dance studio.

What a liar.

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That night, I had forgotten to bring my towel with me. The next day, I had to do the laundry so everyone had already put their dirty clothes in the basket. Jungkook had reminded me about my towel that I take to our dance rehearsals.

"Oh shoot! I have forgotten it in the studio." I said while holding a hand on my forehead. Jungkook chuckled at me and I glared at him.

"Go and get it. Take the keys, they are on the key holder by the door." He said and went away. I had quickly ran towards the door and wore my shoes taking the keys from the key holder. I ran my way towards the studio building and took the elevator towards where our studio was situated. 

When I got off of the elevator on our floor, I could hear our debut song being played from down the corridor. My first thought was calling the police as someone had broken in our studio and also is trying to steal our song. I quickly ran towards the door but stopped myself when I saw what I saw.

Our studio has a glass door and I could see a silhouette there...dancing? Why were they dancing to our debut song? Is it one of the members? I had then looked for a watch and remembered I had my phone in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was 3:00 A.M right now.

I opened the studio door and the silhouette stopped dancing in the middle. They came near the light and I was shell shocked. It was Jin-Hyung!!

"Hyung?" I had asked shock and confusion evident in my voice. He went to stop the music and he came towards me.

"What are you doing here Joon-ah?" He asked. He was panting hard. He came closer to me and I can see his unfocused eyes. Had he been practicing for almost 3 hours? Had I been awake for more than 22 hours? Am I dreaming? Am I hallucinating because of the stress?

These thought were ringing in my head. I think hyung had sensed my inner turmoil because he put a hand around my waist and his other hand lightly patted my temple.

"What is going on in there?" He chuckled as I blushed at our closeness. I remember that was the day when I started to fall in love with him.

It was truly amazing how Jin-Hyung was already in love with me.

But then my expression turned serious. I pushed him back and started questioning him. 

"What are you doing here? At this hour?" I had asked. He had pulled his hands to his sides and had curled them in fists.

"I would really like to make excuses to hide the truth, but I don't want to." He took a pause and looked up at the ceiling. I could see his eyes shining due to the tears.

"I really think that I need to perfect my dance more. When the choreographer said that I would be alright if I didn't come in the middle, it directly struck my heart. Why can't I be in the middle? Am I that much of a disgrace to dance? Everyone in the group will do their part of the song in the middle but not me. Just because I can't dance properly." He sniffled and then rubbed his eyes. He went to sit beside the wall. I had followed him and sat beside him and watched him as he grabbed a bottle of water.

"I know that I would be getting the hate which is followed by getting the success and fame. But still, I chose to become a singer. To chase my dreams. So I decided that I should suck it up and dance properly so that I can also sing my part of the song in the middle." I just silently watched him as he came apart in front of me. It had deeply saddened me and had partially woken something in me.

"Joon-ah. I hope I am not burdening you by saying this, but I really want to get this out of my system." I nodded for him to continue.

"The thing is, I am not prepared for recieving the hate. I am afraid. What if I end up like JongHyun-"

"Hyung. Please don't."

"But joon-"

"He is not something to be used as an example! He was a very hard-working person. You know this topic is sensitive for me. Please...." Namjoon shouted but then his tone changes to pleading.

"Ok, sorry, it's just that I don't know if I have that much control over myself. I even hate myself for thinking like this but I can't stop myself. I-I..." Jin sighed and the pair sat in silence.

"Hyung, I think we should go back to the dorms." Namjoon said. Jin nodded and decided to practice tomorrow. He gathered his things and the pair exited the studio.

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I was also there when the staff was deciding to take out Taehyung from the group. It was leaked and I thought that Taehyung would be sad but....

"Taehyung-ah, why aren't you sad? They are literally deciding to kick you out of the group with no reason." Namjoon said. He had tear streaks on his face. Him and Taehyung were sitting on Taehyung bed.

"Hyung," Taehyung said and sighed. He looked forward and then sighed again and looked down picking at his nails on his lap.

"I wasn't even expecting to get into a group. I had no hopes. Just being a trainee is enough for me. I can carry on with my farm at Daegu. Live an ordinary life. Being a trainee is enough for me and I am thankful that my fate had given me this big chance." He stopped and looked at namjoom

"I am also taking such memorable memories with me. Of my 6 members. I am thankful and happy. After all, you all made me less hate myself. You all reduced my self defaults and made me see what I worth of. Plus, I got to love a very pretty and amazing omega. I really hope that we will stay in touch after I leave. Yes, it will be hard in the start, but time is a good healer. No?" He said and smiled at namjoon.

"Taehyung-ah you have so much patience in you." Namjoon said and cried harder while Taehyung laughed at him.

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I remember I told bang pd about taehyung's talent. I am glad I sacrificed my sleep for a week to come up with ideas on how to stop the staff from taking tea out of the group.

"Joonie?" A voice came from the door. I looked at the doorway from my place on the couch in my room facing the streets of seoul.

"Hobi. Come in." I called him in. He came inside and closed the door behind him. I watched him as he made his way over to the small armchair opposite mine. He sat down and rubbed his thighs together.

"What it is it?" I said. It looked like it was something too important as he was hesitating. I leaned towards him and put my hand on his knees.

"Tell me Seok." He took a deep a sigh.

"My heat is near." He said and I frowned.

"How do you know?" I asked him because Omegas themselves can't tell if their heat is close, only if they keep track of it. But, Hobi hadn't had his heat for like a few months so he has no tracks of it.

"Jin-Hyung told me my scent is stronger. I made up an excuse that it is due to my stress and I think that he bought because then he nodded and then returned back to making the food."

I sighed. But, why is he telling me this? He should tell his mates or soon-to-be mates about it. Not me.

"Why are you telling me this? You should tell this to Jimin." I asked. He looked down and then took a deep breath in.

"That is the problem. He is in too much stress, worrying about Yoongi and stuff. His Alpha is in too much tension. He and Yoongi know each other more than me and he is more effected than me and I think I would be intruding. I know... I shouldn't feel that way because they love me equally but saying something has other effects and actually working on it is something else." He stopped and drank the lemonade that Jin-hyung had made for me. He was rambling and I knew he needed it so I will let it pass...

"I am sorry I am rambling but I chose you so bare with it. Anyways... Please don't be mad but I am thinking about it... that... I... Should...-"

"Just cut to the chase." I said this suspense was killing me.

"Yeah, I was thinking that I should spend my heat alone. If Jimin will help me then he won't be able to pay attention to Yoongi and also the fact that my heat will be stronger this time so I think that he will be busy most of the day and then he won't be able to attend to Yoongi and I couldn't even move from my spot and if he does manages to adjust then he would be sacrificing his health and the fact there would be no one to take care of him." He finally stopped and I waited for a second because it looked like he had something else to say too.

"But I listed the cons and the top most was that I would miss Jimin and truthfully, I am scared. My heat will be much stronger and I am scared that it will pain alot and what if the heat lasts for 2 weeks instead of one. If Jimin is there then he can knot me but I am also scared what if one time is not enough? Then he would be busy too for far too much time." He said and then looked at me.

"Hobi, first of all, you should really talk about this with Jimin. He should know better. Second of all, I will advice you to contact a doctor for the information and third of all, I want you to really, really talk to Jimin because he should have a say in this. I know it is too much for you two. With Yoongi like this, your heat coming up. But, communication is very important. You are not in this alone. Jimin is in this too. Instead of asking me ask Jimin." I then rubbed his knees and he sighed and nodded.

"Why don't you cuddle with me? Talk to Jimin tonight. Ok?" When he nodded we both stood up and made our way towards the bed. I laid down and then opened my arms. Hoseok laid beside me and I wrapped my arms around him while he put his hands on my waist. I put my chin on top of his head and ran my hand through his hairs.

"Hobi, how are you feeling? You know, since the incident with Yoongi's parents." After a moment of silence, He answered.

"It's just that I had heard Yoongi's mother say bad about me. It is not a big deal. It just brought back bad memories, when I used to get bullied in High school. The bullys used to say that I was just borned for breeding and not to pursue a career especially in music. It just awakened my days when I used to hate myself for presenting an Omega. But, I am slowly coming to terms with it. So it's ok. No big deal. I am just scared for Yoongi. I really want him to come back to us. To me and Jimin." I could feel my shirt getting wet but I didn't say anything. Sometimes, you just gotta stay quite and let the other person let it all out.

Soon, Hobi had gone to sleep and I had laid there with him thinking while brushing his hairs.

If my group was going through this, is there more people out there who hate themselves? Who get caught up in a black hole of life? Are they also targeted depending on their cycle? Their race? Their status?

This shouldn't happen as they don't have any choice of where they are borned. They don't choose whether they want to be born as an Alpha, a beta or an Omega. They didn't have a choice whether they want to be born as a rich kid or a poor child.

I think I know what to do for our next album.

END OF THE CHAPTER

Sorry for the delay but the last minute changes delayed these 2 chapters. Due to those changes, this chapter has approximately 2500 words and that is too much from my average word limit of 1500 per chapter.

So yeah.... sorrryyy... but I hope you all will like this chapter and if you all know what the ending will be, then please don't tell, but you can private message me.

See you in the next chapter!!