Archive of Our Own ^beta

Chapter Text

Introduction 

I tried to find pictures of them looking young as possible but also  portraying them how I want so??? Idk I tried okay?

Kim Namjoon -Hella rich

-age not stated so however you imagine 

-Married to Kim Seokjin

-Has 5 Kids

-Very caring

-Works as a rapper and Producer at his own company  

-Dyes his hair a lot but right now is pink

Kim Seokjin -hella rich

-age also not stated

-married to Kim Namjoon 

-has five kids

-Used to work as a model, but now stays at home, thinking about getting back into modeling

-loves his kids

-cares a lot about everything 

-offen stesses out

Kim Yoongi -Hella rich

-17

-Very stressed about things being neat

-wears mostly black and camo 

-Wants to be like RM and be into music 

-Loves his family even if he doesn’t show it

-oldest, all look up to him

-Nickname is Suga

Kim Hoeseok -Hella rich

-very happy

-captain of the dance team

-16

-dresses well

-isn’t sure what he wants to do yet

-very social and everyone’s friend at school

-Cheery 

-Really close with Yoongi 

-Nickname is J-hope 

Kim Jimin -Hella rich

-15

-very self critical 

-born in the same year as Taehyung but is older 

-on the dance team

-very popular and socal at school 

-into music 

-dresses trendy 

-close with Taehyung 

-Nickname is Chim

Kim Taehyung -hella rich

-15

-born with weak legs and has bad kidneys and liver ever since he was born

-uses wheelchair or crutches to get around 

-health is always a problem for him

-dresses very eccentric

-isn’t afiad of being too feminine

-wants to be model and definitely has the looks

-also very socail and popular at school 

-Close with Jimin

-Nickname is V

Kim Jungkook -hella rich

-13

-sporty boy

-pretty shy but has a lot of friends 

-youngest

-very loved

-wants to be a singer 

-very talented

-maybe a little spoiled 

-dresses trendy

-Nickname is Kookie

This is just like their lives I’ll write about. The actual story is coming soon<3 

Chapter Text

Rm had met Jin at one of those very exclusive Hollywood parties and they hit off right away. Them being together was big news considering their status and bank accounts. Namjoon or RM was a famous producer and rapper at his own company. Jin was one of the the most sought after model in the industry.

They kept their relationship mostly closed off to the public, with a few pictures here and there. They were a gay couple in Hollywood, no matter if who successful they were, they were very scared of getting backlash or hate.

Then they got married which was also big news. Their wedding was extravagant, exclusive, and beautiful. Everything you would expect from them.

Then they wanted kids, so they got there first surrogate mother to have there kids.

Everyone was wondering what this meant for their career, turns out Seokjin was willing to slow down, for his kids.

So they had Yoongi. Then just a year later, Hoseok. Another Year later Jimin. Then in the very same year Taehyung. The kids were exposed to media very young and were used to it.

When Taehyung was born he was born with weak legs and a bad kidney and liver. He stayed in the hospital for a while. The public was wondering what was going on. Many blamed Namjoon and Jin, for not doing more for the surrogate mother, that really upset them.

The media dug up all this irrelevant and random stuff about the surrogate, and blamed Jin and Namjoon for not doing there research.

This made them feel awful. They mourned they the fact that Taehyung would never run or play. It was absolutely heartbreaking, Taehyung was so sick when he was younger. But, once they brought him home, they found that Taehyung was so bright and such an amazing kid. They decided to not be sad anymore.

What right did they have, if Taehyung wasn’t?

Still to them the family felt incomplete. So after much debate, discussion, and many surrogate interviews later, they had Jungkook, 2 years later a healthy baby boy. They lived their lives relatively normal considering they
were always in the public eye.

“DaaaD” Jimin wined “why do we have go too. “

Just then Taehyung rolled into to the kitchen.

“What do we have to do?” Taehyung asked moving a chair to sit down at the table.

“We have to got to Dad’s studio, today” Hoseok said looking up from the breakfast Jin made.

“Dad, I was gonna go to some castings today” Taehyung wined as well.

“Come on babies, stop wining, Jungkook doesn’t have football this weekend and you guys don’t have this dance, so we get to spend time as a family, and Taehyung I got you a gig, Teen Vogue wants to do a shoot and interview”., Namjoon said smiling.

“Dad I really don’t need a pity interview” Taehyung said seriously.

Jungkook then made his presence known at the table “Why do all the companies want V-hyung to do interviews for them”.

“Cuz I’m the tragic disabled son of the young couple Rm and Jin”
Taehyung said mockingly.

Jin walked into the kitchen, “Taehyung they want you cause your literally the only model out of all my kids”.

“I could be a model” Jimin says scoffing.

Jin ignores him “Can you believe I once ruled the fashion industry and now out of my FIVE KIDS one of them want to be a model” he exaggerates.

They all laugh.

Jin then turned to Taehyung “But, seriously kid, teen Vogue, doesn’t just want you cause your our kid, your a good model, and your instagram is cool”.

“Taehyung,” Namjoon started “They wanted to contact you first, but the company came though me cuz you are a minor after all”.

“Come on Tae Tae, you should do it will be good for you” Jimin said encouraging.

“Yeah, Hyung your a super great model, and even though I don’t really get why you paint your nails and dye your hair gray, it’s really cool” Jungkook smiled.

“Come on Tae you really should do it, you’re so great at modeling” Hoseok also encouraged.

“Thank you guys and... “ Taehyung smiled “I’ll do it”.

They all pretended to cheer.

Taehyung took a drink of his orange juice, “When is it anyway”.

“Oh later today there coming to my-“ Namjoon started.

“Today!?!” Taehyung and Seokjin interrupted interpreted.

Namjoon looked at them like they were crazy, “Yeah, 1 o’clock at my company”.

Seokjin rubbed his temples “You know Namjoon I love you but sometimes you are so dumb”

Namjoon still looked confused.

“Dad, we need time to get ready” Taehyung said.

Namjoon still looked confused “But, they said they’d have makeup on hair there.”

“Oh my god Appa, I have to re dye my hair and look at this my nails are all chipped, Oh my god” Taehyung said shoving a lot of his breakfast into his mouth.

Taehyung started away towards the bathroom.

All the kids at the table sighed.

“Joonie, this is a huge shoot for Taehyung he’s got to look his best, so we got to get ready” Seokjin said to Namjoon.

“Ohhh sorry”, Namjoon said looking guilty.

Seokjin started walking towards the bathroom too, “Hey Joon, Taehyung me and Yoongi will go later to your studio, you go right now with Hoseok, Jimin, and Kookie.”

“okay” Namjoon yells to Seokjin, who’s in the restroom.

“You guys ready to go” He smiles to his kids at the table.

Murmurs a shuffling fill the room as the all get up and start towards the door.

“Dad” Taehyung shouts out kinda nervously “Are there going to paparazzi today?”

Since Namjoon’s record company was one of the biggest, there were constantly celebrities coming in and out of the building. So there was also constantly paparazzi there trying to take pictures.

One time, when Taehyung was about 6, he was just learning to walk on crutches, they made the mistake of taking them to the building and one of the paps push him down.

It was an accident of course who would push down a six year on crutches on purpose. The guy apologized profusely. Of course that didn’t stop Namjoon from yelling at him and Jin getting hella mad.

Now that was an article.

“Yeah Tae, there will be I’m sorry” Namjoon said coming into the bathroom where his husband and son were “but you have some crutches in my office”.

Taehyung nodded.

Namjoon walked out the door with the rest of his kids.

They listened to music and had a calm drive over to his building. Hoseok was sitting in the passenger seat next to him talking his ear off about god knows what, while Jimin and Jungkook were giggling about something in the back.

Despite Namjoon being hella rich know he came from nothing, he grew up poor and worked his way up. His kids did live in the nicest neighborhood with the nicest house, but they still went to public school, be it a really nice one, but it was still public school. They all did sports and kept them selfs busy. They were also all very social and quite well adjusted.

They pulled up to the building. RM entertainment. Sure enough Paparazzi surrounding the front of the building.

“Did you guys bring your sunglasses” Namjoon asked his kids.

They all nodded putting them on.

Jungkook was a little pale, but going into the building always made him nervous.

“Okay put them on and walk quick like I always tell you guys” Namjoon said “Kookie walk next to me”.

They then got out of the door and started walking quickly, of course the paparazzi noticed them right away and the flash was blinding so many pictures and questions. They just walked as fast as they could, sticking close to their father the building.

Once they made it inside they all let out a breath of relief taking of there sunglasses.

“Good we made it Everyone intact”, Namjoon asked laughing.

They all groaned.

“Good” Namjoon smiled “so, I love you kids, but got work to do, soo entertain yourself”.

Then he walked away.

This kinda always happened.

They usually just made themselves busy with running up and down the hallways, playing with the staples, and making conversation with the people around.

They knew this building like the back of there hand, they practically spent theor whole childhood.

Namjoon, although he worked a lot was no distant father, he had the kids often with him at the office when they were babies they were always strapped to his chest. When they were toddlers they were always playing on the floor in his office. Now that there older they always run around the building.

Today Jungkook decided to make conversation with one of the newest artists signed to the company, Jackson Wang. A young rapper from Hong Kong. Him and Jungkook were talking in some weird compilation of Korean and English, which involve just switching out certain words. And all the white men on the floor loved to talk about football and so did Jungkook, so he kept himself busy.

Hoseok went with the choreographers working with many artists. Hoseok had been watching and dancing with them since before he could talk. He loved everything about dance and wanted to be a choreographer when he was older. And he was well on his way, he was one of the best dancer of his age group. Since he did have access to some of the best dance choreographers ever since he was born. Also all he watched was dance when he was younger. He was not a force to be reckoned with.

Jimin on the other hand retreated to a private bathroom on the bathroom on the second floor. He had a dance competition coming up, he was so critical of his dancing ever since he was young, he never felt that he was good enough compared to Hoseok. All his dance teacher remember Hoseok. And they had high expectations because of that. In the latest years though, Jimin was insecureof his body image. He often compared him self to Taehyung they were the same age they should be around the same size. Taehyung was way taller though and way smaller, Skinnier. Jimin knew Taehyung was sick when he was younger and always on the watch for his health dropping, but for some reason he had this on realistic expectation in his head that he needed to be skinny like him.
Even though Taehyung was almost under weight. He though maybe he’d finally stand out among his siblings if he was the good looking one. That could be his own thing.

So, Jimin lost weight. Everyone noticed though it was just a little puff and he looked great. He was built strong from dance so he looked great. But of course this wasn’t enough. So he eat as little as possible and if he splurged like this morning...

He walked oven to the toilet making sure the door was locked. And he suck his finger down his thoart and got rid of this morning’s breakfast.

It hurt, It was so disgusting, but needed to do it. But he needed to, it relieved him of the stress and anxiety of gaining weight.
So he tried to just avoid food so he wouldn’t have to do it but some times he did.

When he was about finished someone knocked on the door.

“oh god” Jimin thought “Maybe I can pretend I wasn’t just forcing food out of my body”.

He stood up to go rinse his mouth out and and open the door but he got dizzy and he felt so bad.

He got up more slowly this time and slowly made his way towards the door.

When he opened it he was met with “Oh my god are you okay!”

He saw a face he couldn’t comprehend who it was it all was blurry and he was confused.

All he could get out was a quick, “I’m fine” before it all went black.

Chapter Text

Namjoon was in his studio working away, but but then he looked outside and saw his newest intern, Lucas. Outside just kinda sitting there nothing to do.

Lucas was young probably like 22 and he had a lot of potential, but right now he was just interning.

Namjoon figured he should give him something to do but, like there was nothing to do.

“I guess I’ll just have him check on my kids” he thought.

Lucas had met his kids a few times, he was always really friendly towards them, it also helped that he could actually pronounce his their names. The kids liked him and often went to him to talk to someone closer to their age in this building.

So Namjoon texted Lucas to come into his office. He hurried and came in almost immediately.

“Hello Mr.Kim do you need me to do something for you” Lucas smiled.

Namjoon responded “Yes, would you go check on my kids for me, Hoseok shoud be somewhere with the dancers, Jungkook might be with an artist, and Jimin I have no idea. Taehyung and Yoongi are at home with Seokjin, so don’t worry about them. It’d be great if you could just update me thanks”.

“But Mr.Kim-“ Lucas was cut off by Namjoon’s office phone ringing.

Namjoon picked it up and shooed Lucas out the room.

Lucas was very bored he had be able to help with some music but he had done nothing for the past days, he new this was a good opportunity and he absolutely adored Namjoon, so he stuck with it.

Namjoon’s kids knew how take care of themselves so this was just busy work.

Still he walked over to Jungkook hanging out with some celebrity. That’s one thing Lucas would never get used to.

All the Celebrities that we’re just constantly wondering around, it took him all his might not to walk his gay ass up to Dua lipa when he first say her.

Hoseok was in the Dance studio as expected.

And now for Jimin.

Lucas was wondering the seventh floor when he heard it, someone being sick in the restroom.

Could it be? It sounded like a Kid?

He knocked on the door, “Jimin” he called through the door.

It took a while but the door finally opened and sure enough Jimin was standing at the door way.

Jimin looked awful though, lips were all chapped, his eyes all red, and a pained look on his face.

“Are you okay” Lucas asked not really knowing what to do.

His mind was racing. “Should I call Namjoon? Should I help him or something?”

Then Jimin looked at him like confused,”I’m fine”, then he fell to the floor, fainted.

Lucas caught him before his head hit the floor and frantically called Namjoon’s phone. His hands were shaking when he put the phone between his shoulder and ear as he tried to wake Jimin.

Namjoon sent Lucas away about 20 minutes before he got the call.

Namjoon was confused as to why Lucas would call him, instead of just walking over and giving the update himself, but he answered anyway.

“Hell-“

“Mr.Kim hurry come quick to the seventh floor bathroom”

“Lucas what in the world is this about?”

“It’s Jimin-“

Namjoon was already on his feet running to the second floor.

“I found him vomiting in the bathroom then he fainted”

“I’m coming Lucas like right now try to wake him up shi-“

Namjoon hung up the phone and started running faster to the elevator.

It was a strange sight to see the CEO sprinting though his building.

On the elevator he held down the button and ran to the bathroom.

There he saw Jimin on the floor with Lucas right next to him.

Namjoon rushes over to his side and dropped to his knees.

“Hey Chim Chim, Jiminie please open you eyes” Namjoon said softly running his hands though Jimin hair and touching his face.

“It’s okay Jimin, it’s okay open your eyes”

Namjoon continued to say comforting word to him and Jimin started to rouse.

“Dad” he said hoarsely.

“Yes Chim”

Jimin winced and grabbed his head “Turn off those light why are they so bright”. He slurred

There was a light above them, a bright artificial one.

Namjoon turned to Lucas. He didn’t even have to say anything as Lucas got up to go turn off the light.

“Jiminie how do you feel”

“Dizzy, m’ Head hurts” Jimin says keeping his eyes partially closed “I feel faint”

Jimin started laughing, must have thought that was really funny.

Namjoon looked worried. He put his hand on his forehead, “I think you have a fever”.

“Maybe you should take him to the hospital, Mr. Kim” Lucas said also looking concerned.

This seemed to make Jimin snap out of it.

“No dad, don’t do that it’s fine I’m fine look” Jimin said as he started to get up, but his head spun so he laid back down.

Namjoon pushes him back down, “It’s okay, Chimmy relax I won’t yet. But we should get you so water or something, Lucas and I will help you over to choreography. It’s down there right you remember Jimin”

Namjoon said to Jimin who was closing his eyes again.

He snapped awake, “Oh yeah let’s to that”.

They helped Jimin get up slowly. Lucas and Namjoon talked the whole way over while Jimin was practically being dragged by both of then.

“Did he hit his head”

“No, I caught him before he could”

“What happened”

“I have no idea Mr. Kim, I was looking for him then I heard someone throwing up in the bathroom so I went and knocked on the door, Jimin opened it, looking really sick, then he just passed out”.

By this point they had reached the Dance. Some of the choreographers saw them with Jimin and ran over to help.

The main choreographer, Manny, who Jimin has known since he was born, brought a chair over. Where they put him down.

Hoseok has ran over.

“What happened to Jimin” he asked concerned.

“He passed out outside the restroom, he has a high fever I think he might be a little delirious” Namjoon said taking the Gatorade Manny gave him.

“Hey, boss your not gonna take him to the hospital he looks pretty bad” Manny said, putting an ice pack on his forehead.

Namjoon shook his head “he refused to go, he started freaking out”.

Namjoon opened the Gatorade and coxed Jimin into drinking some, which he only did a little bit.

“Hyung you know, your like a really good dancer” Jimin said deliriously to Hoseok.

Hoseok looked at Namjoon. Namjoon shrugged, looking confused.

Hoseok walked over to Jimin and put his hand on his shoulder, “Thank you, Jiminie so are you. Now can you drink some more Gatorade”.

Jimin shook his head, “It’ll make me sick” he slurred.

Just then the elevator let out dings and out came Jin running at them, with Yoongi and Taehyung trailing behind.

“Aigoo Jiminie, what happened what were you doing, how did this happen, I swear I leave you kids for one second and all this happens” Jin says talking quickly in Korean.

Namjoon parents moved here from Korea to build a family, so Namjoon learned Korean at home when he was younger. Jin actually moved here himself when he was 18, to get more modeling business, he spoke English well with only a slight accent. But since Korean was his first language he often yelled at them in Korea or when he was worried he spoke Korean. All the kids learned Korean when they were younger, to stay with family culture. Their parents and grandparents spoke it to them when they were little.

“Dad What happened?” Taehyung asked Namjoon.

Yoongi then decided to speak “Yeah we got inside the building, then one of the security guards, said you were up here cause something happened with one of your sons”

Namjoon quickly explained what happed.

“I knew there was something wrong with him this morning I could tell, I should have said something” Jin said.

Taehyung took the Gatorade and went over to Jimin, “pabo, drink it it will make the room stop spinning”.

“But Tae” Jimin wined

Taehyung shoved the Gatorade towards Jimin’s mouth, “Drink it, Jimin”.

Reluctantly, Jimin took the bottle and drank more. Then sat up a little more.

“That feels so much better” Jimin said drinking more of the Gatorade “Now I’m just hot, though”.

“Jimin, What happened” Namjoon said like exasperated.

“Dad I don’t know, I felt sick so I went to the restroom and then I threw up, then I heard knocking on the door and it’s all a blur after that” Jimin partially lied “Now I just feel all hot and gross, tired, and my head still hurts”.

Jin grabbed Jimin’s head suddenly. And put his hand on his forehead.

“Ow Appa, did you not just hear the part about my head hurting” Jimin said rubbing his temples with his eyes closed.

“You have a fever, Jimin, Take some Tylenol and go sleep in your fathers office” Jin said running his hands through Jimin’s hair “also eat some food if you think you can”.

“I can’t” Jimin lied.

“Here” Taehyung said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a bottle of Tylenol.

Jin took it and pulled two out to hand to Jimin.

Manny then walked over to Jimin “you okay kid”.

Jimin nodded “yeah I will be”.

Manny nodded looking satisfied.

“Okay J-hope and Interns lets get back to work” Manny then left with some very confused interns gossiping about Namjoon and his family. Which they couldn’t share any of, everyone in this building signed a do not disclose document upon entering, but they still liked to gossip.

“Tae, go up to the 9th floor it’s 12:50” Jin said “I’m going to walk Jimin up to Namjoon’s office, then I’ll come to your shoot with your crutches”.

Taehyung nodded and hurried off towards the elevator, while Yoongi went to go flow Namjoon.

Taehyung was really excited about the photo shoot and interview, He had never been interviewed before, but he was also extremely nervous. This was really his breakout shoot and he was really hoping the world would like him.

He rolled down the halls saying hi to people. Till he found the room.

He saw a nice some people setting up equipment and stuff he stood out side of the doorway at little nervous to go in, but he found the courage quickly when it turned 1’clock.

He came in, “Hello he said”, trying not to sound nervous”.

“Oh my god, your here!” One of The Who he presumed to be makeup ladies screamed running over to him. She grabbed his face a examined it “Oh my god your just as handsome as I knew”.
She let go of his face, “WOW so rude of me, my name is Kelly” She held out her hand for him to shake.

Kelly was a bigger women, she showed of her cleavage in a bright pink V neck.
She had long acrylic nail and a lot of makeup on, but it was good makeup, she was also probably in her Middle Ages.

Taehyung shook her hand, “Hello I’m Taehyung, but just call me Tae” He smiled some what awkwardly.

Just then a screech came from the doorway, It was Jin who dropped Taehyung crutches and ran at Kelly, who also screeched and they hugged.

Taehyung just kinda sat their awkwardly not knowing what to do. Once they finished hugging they turned to him.

“wow TaeTae, Kelly used to do my makeup back when I modeled, she’s the best, Oh my god we have to catch up” Jin said to Taehyung.

“Yes honey, honestly so much as happened ” Kelly said very exaggerated “Oh shit, we better start the makeup though”.

“Tae sweetie do you think you can get in the makeup chair for me, you kinda low to the ground in your wheelchair” Kelly said sweetly walking over to the vanity with lights around it.

“Yeah for sure” Taehyung said.

Then like they’ve done a ton of times, Jin handed him on crutch and he sat up and Jin handed him the other.

Taehyung made his way over to the makeup chair and sat down.

Kelly did the makeup pretty quick and her a Jin talked the whole time about old times, to Taehyung it was amazing to listen to, just all the stories of modeling and the industry amazed him.

When he was almost done with his makeup, another lady walked over to him she was a petite blonde woman wherein a nice pink skirt, she introduced herself as Gabby.

“I was thinking we could film the interview first, then set up for the shoot” Gabby said to him, “Do you think it would be easier for you to sit in the chair over there or just your wheelchair?”

One thing Taehyung was very surprised with is how patient and understanding everyone was with his disability. They were never freaked out by it or anything, but they never shyed away from it. It was just a great, environment. Taehyung was a very social person, so he found it easy to make good conversation with Kelly, Gabby, and the rest of the crew.

“I think my wheelchair will just be easier if that’s okay” Taehyung said.

“Yeah that’s absolutely okay”, Gabby said touching his shoulder “let me just go finish setting up, you can come over there”. She pointed at the set with was a light purple background with bright lights and cameras aimed at it.

Once his makeup was finished he got in his chair and rolled over to the set, but before he reached the set, Jin stopped him and faced him.

“Hey Tae, you don’t need to be nervous” Jin said with his hand on Taehyung’s shoulder “You got this just act confident, of you look unsure, even for a second, the Camera will catch it”.

“Okay, Appa” Taehyung nodded

Jin swallowed “Remember, I’m so pround of you, TaeTae”.

Taehyung Hugged him, “Appa I haven’t even done anything yet”.

Jin smiled “I know”

“Okay move along know” Jin ushered ruining the moment.

Taehyung’s shoot and interview went very well, they wanted him to pose in certain ways he’d never done, before. They really challenged him, Taehyung loved it. In the interview, they asked him a total of 2 questions about his disability and 1 about his family. Taehyung felt great about it. Of course Jin was there the whole time watching it and with the biggest smile. At the end they told him it would be out by Monday and they wished him goodbye.

Taehyung took his crutches back to his family to go tell them.

When they got to Namjoons office, him and Yoongi were there working on something.

Yoongi was the oldest, but even if he wasn’t, he is the obvious choice for who’s gonna take over the company when Namjoon retires. Yoongi lives and breaths music, he loves it so much. He’s been rapping since before he could walk and has already written countless songs. It also helps that he does amazing in school. He’s seventeen and already has a scholarship to Berklee College of Music.

“Oh my god dad, it was so great and will be out Monday” Taehyung finished excitedly.

Namjoon smiled “that’s great kid, you know why don’t you go check on Jimin”.

“Oh yeah your right!” Taehyung got up and walked over to the part behind Namjoon’s office with the the couch Jimin was sleeping on.

He opened the door and Jimin was waking up.

“Hey Jimin how are feeling”

“Way better”

Taehyung put his hand on Jimin’s forehead.

“You look better, bud”.

“Wanna go get dinner in the breakroom on the 4th floor”. Taehyung smiled “They restocked on salads”.

“Yeah Sure” Jimin said getting up.

“Yay” Taehyung cheered.

Jimin laughed as they walked, “Tell me about your shoot and interview”.

“Oh yeah it was amazing they had me..”

Taehyung talked the whole way there. Jimin was so happy he always had Taehyung to cheer him up. Taehyung just knew how to talk to Jimin and Jimin was forever grateful for him.

Once they got to the breakroom Jungkook was there eating dinner and one his phone. Jimin and Taehyung sat down next to him. And told him about the crazy day Jungkook had missed. Apparently Jungkook was just wondering around they whole time looking for them.

Jimin had fun that day.

Now he wished it could always be like this.

But of course there can’t be good times without bad times.

Chapter Text

The next day was Namjoon and Jin’s wedding anniversary, 20 years. They are going to have a huge gala st their mansion, with over 300 people coming. Family and People from Namjoons work.

When Taehyung woke up in the middle with pain in his feet and back. His back always just kinda hurt, but the foot thing was weird. He didn’t think much of it though, he just took Tylenol and went back to sleep.

The next day he woke up, and had gout.

Just his luck.

He got out of bed anyway, it was quite early, and made his way to the kitchen.

The house was already bustling with workers running all over trying to set out everything for tonight. Jin was also running around yelling orders at no one and fixing chairs. Namjoon was sitting at the kitchen table reading a book and sipping tea.

Taehyung made his way down to Namjoon, not without almost bumping in to like 5 workers, though.

“Morning, Dad” Taehyung said.

Namjoon looked up, “Taehyung, you’re up early! Maybe you could help me calm your father down cause I certainly can’t”.

Taehyung went over to the freezer and grabbed an two ice packs.

“Hey Tae what are you doing” Namjoon asked.

Taehyung sighed, “I have gout”.

“Well that’s not gonna calm Seokjin down”, Namjoon said getting up to help Taehyung.

Taehyung moved to sit down in the soft bench by there kitchen, and he iced his swollen ankles.

“yikes Taehyung that does not look good how did that even happen?” Namjoon winced.

“I don’t know dad, can you get my ibuprofen” Taehyung said through gritted teeth.

“Sure Tae” Namjoon patted his shoulder and left.

Namjoon returned with ibuprofen and anti-inflammatory medication.

“Here “ Namjoon said as Taehyung took the medication “Just ice it for a little then come to the table and eat breakfast”.

Taehyung nodded and laid down.

Taehyung didn’t even notice he feel asleep, till Jin woke him up.

“Hey, Taehyung come eat” Seokjin said.

Taehyung got up and looked around for a second, then got back in his chair and went to the dining room with the rest of his brothers.

His brothers were already there having a conversation when Taehyung joined them.

They were eating cereal, but Taehyung just wasn’t hungry.

So, he just sat at the table.

“Taehyung you’re not gonna eat?” Hoseok asked.

Taehyung looked up “no, not really hungry”.

Jimin wasn’t eating ether, so Taehyung asked, “Jimin are you still sick”.

“No, just not hungry same as you”, Jimin shrugged.

“Hey guys, Dad says we have 4 hours to ourselves till we have to be back home, so Me and Hobi-hyung are going to mall, anyone wanna go” Jungkook said.

“Yeah I need a sweater” Jimin said.

“I’ll go too” Yoongi said.

They all looked surprised at that Yoongo never wanted to go anywhere, especially with his brothers.

“Wow hyung, your really gonna go” Hoseok said smiling.

Yoongi shrugged, “Yeah why not, I could use some clothes”.

“Tae?” Jimin asked.

“I think I’m gonna take a nap or something feeling a little weird” Taehyung said scratching his hand.

“Okay, Tae” Hoseok said nodding.

They all finished off the breakfast and went off to mall, expect for Taehyung, who went to his room.

They mall, was pretty crowded considering it was nearing Christmas time.

They walked around for a bit. Hanging out. They went to shops and bought some stuff.

Taehyung on the other hand at home felt awful he was trying to go to sleep, but kept waking up literally kept waking up every five minutes to use the restroom, and he just couldn’t really sleep well even if he was soooo tired. And the Nausea was so bad, he didn’t even know what was going on. Was he just tired? Had he caught Jimin’s bug?

He just kinda layed there trying to sleep and sometimes on his phone till Seokjin texted him to get ready, so he got up and put on his black suit. And went out to went out to where the rest of his brothers were. There job at this party was just to like walk around and be friendly.

People started arriving so they started separating and just walking around. Taehyung decided to sit in the corner by Yoongi, since he generally kept to himself and Taehyung was feeling a little off.

“Taehyung, do you feel sick like when you were younger” Yoongi asked suddenly after they’ve been sitting there a while.

“What?!?!?” Taehyung asked turning to him.

Taehyung was probably about four or five when he got really sick with his liver, he had to go the hospital a lot, but he eventually got a transplant. Yoongi was probably the only one old understand what was going on at that time, it made Seokjin and Namjoon so stressed out. It was a sad and Stressful time for the whole family, so Yoongi was always worried for Taehyung.

“Hyung” Taehyung, put his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder, “Calm down I’m just a little sick, it’s not big deal”.

Yoongi looked more relaxed but, he didn’t seem completely convinced, “ Okay Tae, I’m going to go get something to drink, do you want anything.

Taehyung said no and Yoongi walked off.

Just then Namjoon, got everyone’s attention and raised a toast and blah, blah blah, Taehyung wasn’t really listening. He was just focusing on trying to eat the little bit of meat he had got himself.

Jimin on the other hand was focusing.

He had a cinnamon roll and the mall, the Jungkook had shared with him and he felt that he really shouldn’t eat anymore. But his stomach was growling. He stopped at the a table and closed his eyes. He wanted to cry, why couldn’t he just like his body, why’d he have to do this to himself. Now, he decided was not the time to have a mental breakdown, he could do that later. Today was his dads’ day. He took a deep breath and walked over to greet more guests.

Jungkook felt calm.

He had football practice tomorrow, and Namjoon said he’d take off work early to take him and Taehyung. Taehyung usually went with Jungkook to all his games and practices, which Jungkook was so grateful for, he was little awkward so, while his older brother could just easily make friends with people his age, he had a little trouble. Having Taehyung there gave him more courage.

Hoseok was struggling.

He was sitting across from, his best friend since he was just 5, his name was Tyler Scott. He was a white boy with brown hair, hazel eyes, and freckles. He was hot as fuck and he new it. Namjoon and his dad were business partners, so he was also rich as fuck. Him and Hoseok constantly had girls through themselves at them. Look at them Tall, Rich, and Handsome. While Tyler had too many girlfriends to count. Hoseok hadn’t had one. For one reason.

He was hella Gay.

He knows, he’s pretty sure his dads’ know it, and his brothers probably know it.

He still hides it from his school life cause there’s no way he wants to deal with that mess.

Yeah Taehyung could wear nail polish, earrings, and makeup all he wants and didn’t get bullied. But that was his thing, Hoseok couldn’t do stuff like that. So he won’t come out.

He also has a huge crush on Tyler, how could he not?

But Tyler is as straight as straight gets, so for now Hoseok pushes his feelings down and admires from a far.

The night was over quick and they all got ready for bed quickly. Tomorrow the day started early with school and then there own stuff afterwards.

They all got up and ready at there own respective times.

Taehyung got up later than usual, he couldn’t sleep well and his ankles hurt like hell. He was also so tired and nauseated. They all did there own thing as long as they were ready to go at 7:30. Where usually Seokjin drove them to school. But today Seokjin called their driver to take them. There driver’s name was Louie Keg, he was a big, quite, man, that the kids loved to mess with it, it was always in good fun though.

They got dropped of it front of the office, courtesy of Taehyung. Since the way into their school was through stairs and the only ramp up was though the office. Taehyung was trying to get that changed with the school board, but they usually just brushed him off.

After Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, and Taehyung got dropped of at there high school. Louie took Jungkook to his middle school just down the street.

(Yoongi is a Senior, Hoseok is a Junior, Taehyung and Jimin are Sophomores, and Jungkook is in 8th grade)

They separated when the entered the gates Hoseok with Tyler and his crew.

Jimin went with the popular kids.

And Taehyung always met up with his best friend in the quad, before school, then he would join Jimi with the popular kids through my the day.

Taehyung best friend was Samantha. She was a pretty half Hispanic and white girl, that was adopted by a couple in this neighborhood as there “token” but she was grateful none the less. She was little awkward, but fucking hilarious. Her and Taehyung got along well.

“Taehyung!!” She screamed.

Taehyung made his way over, “Hi, Sam!”

“Wooh their hoe, you look dead, when was the last time you slept” She said after she hugged him.

“I know I’m so tired, I didn’t even put makeup on this morning” He said rubbing his eyes.

“I got you, bb” She said open her backyard taking out a pouch, “Just a little powder, to make you look alive, but I say you should curl your eyelashes too, but up to you”.

She took her hand with her long acrylic nails and grabbed his face to put powder on.

She was very touchy, but Taehyung was used to it.

“So how was your weekend” She said.

“Oh my god, Sam I almost forgot to telll you, I was gonna text you but It happened so fast, I did a shoot and interview with Teen Vogue, it should be out today!” Taehyung said excitedly.

“NO Way omg Tae, thats so great you have to tell me all about that!!” Samantha equally excited.

Then she took out her phone and put in her post notifications for teen vogue on instagram and YouTube.

Taehyung told her all about it, till the bell rang and they had to go to there first period, Taehyung went to History, while Samantha went to PE.

It History the chairs were attached to the desk, but since the class was overfilled there was one desk the chair wasn’t attached so he sat there, in his wheelchair.

The were working on something for the Holocaust. Today Taehyung was having a really hard time focusing, harder than usual, mid way through he just gave up and talked to his friends. Then his teacher decided to pick on him.

“Taehyung” Mr. Johnson said, “What do you think of the of Peter and Anne”.

Taehyung looked down, who was that, why couldn’t he remember. Who was that.

Taehyung, looked at him with his eyes wide, “Of who?”.

The class laughed, but he was still so confused.

Mr. Johnson just signed and went on to teach and give us the next assignment.

Taehyung looked down and he saw it in his book Anne Frank and Peter Van Daan, who they’ve been reading about for the best weeks, why couldn’t he remember who the were?

The bell rang and it was already time to go to second period, before he could even finish thinking.

That was weird.

Chapter Text

In second period he could it was an open seating chart, so he sat next to Samantha at a table of five with two other buys and another girl.

They had a sub, and they were on the computers, so no one was doing there work.

Taehyung was listening to music till, somewhere in in the middle of the period, Samantha gasped.

“It’s out” She said, she held out her phone to show it to him.

“Wait, oh my god, Sam I’m nervous”, Taehyung said pushing down the phone.

“Tae no, they look so great” Samantha said giving the phone once again.

This time Taehyung looked and they did look great. Some of the photos he was standing and most he was sitting. There was a yellow background behind him and rainbow blocks around him, it made him look so, ethereal. It was so weird.

“Wow” Taehyung said.

“I know, Tae you look amazing” Samantha smiled.

Her phone dinged again, “The interviews out” She said turning to Taehyung, “Put it on your computer so we can watch it”.

Taehyung nodded and put it on his computer.

For the interview, Taehyung was in a pink background and was sitting in his chair, close to the interviewer. It was so weird hearing is own voice, but it was also so cool. He made jokes and the whole interview went well.

They finished the interview and Samantha took of her headphones and suddenly hugged him.

Taehyung gasped in surprise but hugged her back, “Woooh, Sam did you like it”.

“Oh my god Taetae I loved it it was so great!!! And it was really all you” Samantha exclaimed.

Throughout the day people came up to him and congratulated him and told him about it. Hoseok, Yoongi, and of course Jimin came up to him too.

It was time to go home for the day already and Seokjin was picking them up.

“Taehyung, It was so great” Jin said once they got in the car.

The interview has apparently gotten a lot of views and Celebrities were following him on instagram all over, the media was freaking out. It was great, to Taehyung for this to be because of him and not his dads.

“Thanks Appa” Taehyung smiled.

They got home and they all went off to do there own things till 5:00 when they would all have dinner together in the dining room, Namjoon included when he got home from wor.

Today, Namjoon was gonna take Jungkook and Taehyung to Jungkook’s football practice today.

Taehyung was listening to music and doing his homework when suddenly the suddenly he smelt it, the cherry candle Seokjin has put on. His Nausea got 10x worse. He put his head in his hands and closed his eyes. Hoseok was in the room with him.

“Taehyung” Hoseok asked looking up from his phone, “Are you okay”.

“Hyung” Taehyung said weakly.

Taehyung suddenly grabbed the small trash can by his desk and threw up.

Taehyung hadn’t eaten anything in a while so it just seemed was basically just stomach acid.

Hoseok ran to go get Seokjin who was in the kitchen cooking dinner, “Appa come quick Taehyung throwing up in the the room”, Hoseok yelled, then ran back with Taehyung who was throwing up.

“Taehyung” Seokjin ran in to the room.

Taehyung leaned back in his chair his eyes slightly closed.

Seokjin grabbed his head, “Taehyung”.

Taehyung looked up, “Appa, please kill that candle, please”.

“Taehyung What happened” Seokjin said as he quickly blew out the candle.

Taehyung looked down and took a deep breath, “That smell, made me really nauseous all of a sudden.”

Seokjin looked so confused, “What the fuck is with my kids” he said in Korean walking out of the room.

Taehyung went back to doing his homework, but the he was still so confused, what was going on with his body? Should he tell his dad?.

Jimin was in his room decided how he was gonna skip out on dinner.

Hoseok was doing homework with Jungkook.

And namjoon just got home so, it was time for dinner.

Taehyung, felt the urge to pee again, just before dinner. So he headed over there, and he saw it, something undeniable. Blood. In his pee.

He knew what this meant. Ever since he was 6 he’d been told to watch out for kidney failure. He felt so fucking stupid. How could he have not seen it earlier.

“Hyung it’s time for Dinner” Jungkook said banging on the door.

Taehyung jumped out of his thoughts. He had to tell his dads. This was serious, he needed to get treated.

He’ll tell them later, after Jungkook’s football practice, Jungkook was really looking forwards it. It’s gonna be okay. Taehyung took a deep breath and flushed the toilet.

He walked into the kitchen like nothing happened.

Chapter Text

Taehyung made his way out to dinner where the rest of his family was. Today they were having Terryaki Streak, his favorite. Today, however, it didn’t seem that appealing.

His sickness and all the stress of eventually telling his dads his that something was wrong, did a lot to his appetite.

He still managed to force a little food in his body, enough to not make his dad suspicious. Since Taehyung often ate little.

Jimin however was nowhere to be found at dinner.

When Namjoon has come to call him for dinner, he was “asleep”.

He knew Namjoon would just let him “sleep”. So he pretended when heard him coming.

Jimin knew this was getting obsessive, but he couldn’t stop. And he didn’t want to, just yet. When he was thin enough he would, but that was not yet.

Hoseok ate his dinner quickly, then hurried up to the dance room in their house to practice for his solo at a competition next weekend. He shot Tyler a quick text. And also texted his beard he was stringing along, which he knew was wrong, but people can’t know yet. He can just hide it. It’s fine.

Yoongi takes his sweet time eating dinner. He has a great day today and he just finished up a piece he had been working on for a while. He enjoyed conversation with his siblings and Parents. And just overall had a nice dinner for once.

Jungkook was also happy, his dad was coming to his football practice and he couldn’t be more happy. Namjoon wasn’t exactly a distant father, he just often didn’t have time for football. Which was okay by Jungkook, since Taehyung always came with him, but it was nice to have his Dad around.

“So dad, my practice starts at 6:30, we could leave at 6 and be there in time, since it’s not that far” Jungkook says when everyone is finishing up there dinner.

“Okay Jungkook”, Namjoon says, “It’s at Kennedy High, right ”.

“Yeah” Jungkook says.

“Kookie, It’s 5:30 already you should get ready really quick”, Seokjin says checking his watch.

Jungkook shoved one final bite of Rice into his mouth and hurried to go get ready.

Namjoon turned to Taehyung, “Your coming, right, Tae?”.

Taehyung nodded, “I just need to go to the bathroom real quick then, I’ll be ready”.

Taehyung went over to the bathroom and there was still blood.

He ignored it and headed out the door with Jungkook and Namjoon.

The park Jungkook practiced at was always cold at night, it was in an high school. With a softball field just a little a down. The parking lot was fairly close, and since it was getting closer to winter, the field had its lights on.

Namjoon pulled over at a nice parking spot and they all got out for the car.

Taehyung was very independent, he often went places by himself or without his parents, this was very important to him. He wants to live by himself when he’s older, so he works hard to be independent.

They all get out, making there way over to the field. Taehyung takes the ramp up to the stands and Jungkook bids them farewell and goes down to the field with his team. Namjoon just follows Taehyung, feeling a little out of place.

“What’s up, Tae” one of the dads says to Taehyung as they make there way over.

Taehyung made good friends with all the parents since, he was often there and a little bit of a social butterfly.

“What’s up, Gabe” Taehyung says back laughing, “How was the trip”. They bro hug and Taehyung greets Gabe’s wife with a hug.

“Good, but how was that interview Tae” Gabe said “You really blew up”.

Taehyung laughed.

Taehyung greets the rest of his parents they praise him about the shoot and interview and talk about god knows what. Namjoon feels a little bad. He feels like he should be here and be involved with Jungkook’s team and know all the parents and stuff.

That feeling of guilt, is also accompanied by pride. He’s really proud of Taehyung and how he’s always there for Jungkook, and is very present there with his team.

Taehyung looks up and sees Namjoon just kinda standing there awkwardly. He calls him over.

“Guys I almost forgot, this is my dad, he came today” Taehyung says to the parents.

“Hi guy, my name is Namjoon” he says a little nervously, he may run the industry, but a couple football parents make him nervous?

One of the parents approach him, “Wow, man I’m such a big fan, I love your latest album, and your sons man, you raised them right” He says shaking Namjoons hand. “I’m Steve”.

Namjoon smiles with pride, “Thank you so much”.

Other parents come and introduce themselves to him.

After a while he settles down with Taehyung. Namjoon asked a million questions and watches Jungkook who actually happens to be pretty good.

The starting quarterback.

Jungkook really loves football and Namjoon still feels bad. He’s paid a lot of attention to Hoseok and Jimin’s dance, but that’s just because he gets dance. It’s his lane. He doesn’t understand football. He realizes now that he should make more of an effort. Namjoon decides, that he will.

When Jungkook makes his way down to the field, “What’s up, Kook” His coach greets him.

“Hi coach how’s it going?” Jungkook puts his stuff down and joins the rest of his team.

“Hey Kook, your dad came today?” Kevin, a big linebacker said.

Namjoon was hard to miss a tall, Asian man with pink hair.

Jungkook smiled, “Haha yeah he did”.

“Too, bad my sister didn’t come, she loves him so much, since I’m on the same team as you, she was waiting for the day, Rm or Jin would come” the center, Mike said.

Jungkook shrugs, “That’s kinda weird, but Appa is coming Saturday”.

Seokjin occasionally came to Jungkook’s game’s. The moms’ love it when he comes cause, he’s hot as fuck. They stare at him and make their husband jealous. The Dad’s still like him, though. He’s hilarious and just fun to talk to.

“By the way, Tae’s thing was cool” one of the running backs, Dave says.

“He’ll be happy to hear that” Jungkook says right before coach calls them to start.

They make there way back home, Jungkook and Namjoon talking the whole time. And Taehyung remaining mostly quiet.

The next morning Taehyung wakes up and vomits. Seokjin quickly decides that Taehyung can’t go to school. He sends the kids with Louie and went to care for Taehyung.

To Taehyung the toilet isn’t exactly that accessible for him, so he uses a trash can to get sick.

“Aigoo Taetae” Seokjin said touching his face, “You don’t have a fever, put your eyes”.

Taehyung hadn’t been sleeping well lately, so last night was no exception. He had heavy and puffy dark circles around his eyes.

“Appa, I’m just gonna go to sleep” Taehyung slurred.

Seokjin nodded and closed the door for Taehyung to sleep.

Today Namjoon would be home early. Like before lunch, Tuesday’s was usually theee day, where Namjoon would come home early and they would just spend time together. But, today since Taehyung was sick there was a chance of plans.

Seokjin just did some housework and called making arrangements. He really just ran around the house for like a straight two hours getting stuff done, then he did a quick workout and checked on Taehyung (maybe a little too much, but he loves his sons) before he knew it, Namjoon was home at 11:00 just like always.

“Hey Joonie” Seokjin says going up to Namjoon and kissing him.

“Hello”, Namjoon says putting down his keys.

Seokjin stands by Namjoon as he takes off his shoes, “Taehyung was sick so now he’s home”.

Namjoon looks up, “Aww I knew something was off at Jungkook’s football”.

They sit at the kitchen table and eat the lunch of chicken sandwiches the Seokjin made while they talk.

Taehyung in the bedroom has just woken up and can here his parents talking and laughing. He decides that now he will tell them, he has too, since it’s gotten way worse. At least his brother aren’t here to be too worried.

Taehyung made his way to the kitchen. “Dad? Appa?” Taehyung said his voice filled with fear, “I think...something’s not right”. Taehyung cursed himself for sounding like such a baby.

Namjoon and Seokjin turned to Taehyung. Namjoon spoke first, “What is it Tae”.

Taehyung pushed himself closer to the table going next to them, they turned and gave him sincere eyes to show they were listening.

“I peed blood” Taehyung looking down.

Namjoon gasped.

“Taehyung when” Seokjin asked scared.

“Just right now”.

Seokjin got up suddenly. “Got to go now now they could help you better the earlier we go”.

Namjoon touched his shoulder, “Seokjin calm down”.

Seokjin Glared at Namjoon, “What the fuck do you mean calm down, our son, Joon, don’t you remember his liver, remember how hard it was. Now we have this we don’t know what’s gonna happen, Namjoom he hardly survived the liver” he said in Korean.

Seokjin put his hand over his mouth realizing what he had implied.

“It it really that bad, Appa” Taehyung said tearing up.

Seokjin quickly rushed over to Taehyung, “Taetae I’m sorry I said that, It’s going be okay we never know”.

Seokjin hugged Taehyung and whispered kind words while he looked into to Taehyung big, tearful eyes. His heart pained, Taehyung is so independent and mature for a 15 year old, It’s times like these when Seokjin rememberers, Taehyung is just a kid. He’s Seokjin’s kid. And Jin feels so guilty he didn’t realize anything was off sooner.

Namjoon went to call their doctor, who told them to come in as soon as possible. Namjoon said they’d be there in an hour.

He walks back into the room and Taehyung looks a little less scared but still sad, with dry tear tracks on his face,“Dr. Quinn said to come in as soon as possible”.

Seokjin nods, “We’ll go now”.

Seokjin gets up, “Let’s go Taetae, do you want me to push you”, Taehyung nods and Jin does as such.

“Namjoon, text Louie to pick up the kids” Seokjin says leaving with Taehyung towards the car.

Once Taehyung and Seokjin were outside, Namjoon sat down and quickly shot a text to Louie before putting his head in his hands.

He wanted to cry.

As soon as Taehyung looked so Vulnerable and Sad he wanted to cry. Namjoon keeps remembering how little and sick and Sad Taehyung looked when he was young. Taehyung has fought so hard and worked so hard to be healthy and this was just a huge setback.

Once again just like those many years ago he realized this wasn’t his turn to be said, he got back up and joined Seokjin and his son in the car.

Jungkook was in 8th grade, and just like every popular kid in his middle school he was in student body. Today he had to organize a dance, which he hated. No one even went except the cringy 6th graders. But still he had too.

The student body was last period so they started decorating the auditorium. They put up crooked streams and glow in the dark stars.

Jungkook had told his parents that he would be staying after school.

But, ten minutes after the bell rang he got a call from Jimin. The dance was just starting up and he was standing around with his group of friends.

Jungkook looked at the his phone.

“Yo guys I’ll be right back” Jungkook said to his friends. They nod and he walls outside answering his phone.

“Jungkook!” Jimin says through the phone, “Where are you?”.

“Hyung, I’m at the dance for student body I told Appa this?” Jungkook says confused.

“Well Appa’s not here it’s Louie, him and dad took Taehyung to the hospital” Jimin says.

Jungkook’s heart drops, “the hospital?”

“Yeah, I don’t know why that’s just all Louie told us, so I suggest you hurry over here” Jimin sighs.

“Alright, Hyung I’m coming” Jungkook makes his way back inside to get his backpack.

He walked back to where his friends were standing, and grabbed his backpack “Sorry guys I have to go”.

“Aww Kookie, I wish you could stay” One of the popular girls wined hugging him.

The girls in his group were often very touchy, which made him a little uncomfortable, but he didn’t say anything cause he thinks that’d be awkward. He just kinda goes with whatever at this point.

“Wait Kook, why do you have to go?”, his close friend Andrew says.

Jungkook shrugs, “Something with one of my brothers just got to go”.

Jungkook walks out and his friends wave him goodbye.

He was walking out as quickly as possible trying to avoid Mrs. Green the old, white, kinda racist, kinda homophobic student body cordinater.

She hated Jungkook, of course. So there’s no way she was gonna let him go.

And just his luck she was right there standing by the front gate.

“Jungkook Kim” she says “where do you think your going”.

Jungkook stops in his tracks.

She comes over next to him and faces him.

“Something came up I really got to go” he said starting to walk again.

She stopped him once more, “Jungkook you have a responsibility that you signed up for with Student Body and you can not just dip on it when you feel like it”.

Jungkook sighed, “Mrs Green this isn’t when I feel like it their is a family emergency and I must go”.

“You can’t just dip without a parent signature” She said annoyingly.

“I’d call my dad, but he won’t answer” Jungkook explained.

“Then call your other one” she snarled.

“He won’t ether” Jungkook fires back.

“I guess you have distant parents, Jungkook” She said.

She looked at her watch for a second and Jungkook started running.

“You’re losing points for this Jungkook!” She yelled as he ran away.

Jungkook couldn’t find the energy to care.

Jungkook quickly jumped in the back of the car with the rest of his brothers.

“What happened with Tae-hyung” Jungkook says as soon as he gets in.

They’re all ether on there phone or looking out the window and the car starts moving.

Jimin looks up from frantically typing, “Kookie, we don’t know but apparently they just got home”.

Jungkook gulped.

If everything was okay wouldn’t they tell them right away?

But if something was wrong wouldn’t they also tell them right away?

I guess they’ll find out soon.

Chapter Text

At the Doctors office, Taehyung didn’t say much.

He was scared.

Seokjin literally said he could die. Of course he took it back afterwards, he was in a stressful situation. But he still said it. And it shook Taehyung to his core.

Taehyung rolled himself into Dr. Quinn’s examination room.

Dr. Quinn was a middle aged, pretty, Korean woman, who had been Taehyung and all his brothers doctors since they were born.

She has know all about Taehyung heath since he was young and had saved his life.

“So Tae, I’m just going to do a few tests on you, to determine the status of your kidneys” Dr. Quinn says.

Taehyung nods. He’s still in his chair while his parents sit beside him.

They’ve already weighed him and taken his height and stuff. They have discovered he’s lost quite a bit of weight which is really not good.

Dr. Quinn does all her necessary tests and whatever and they find he’s in the first stage of kidney failure.

It’s bad, but it could be worse.

Dr.Quinn explains that there going to try dialysis and if it work, he won’t need any surgery. So his first dialysis is next Friday.

They’ve gotten all this new information so they hurry home tired and stressed.

Seokjin texts his sons he’s coming home.

They text him bombarding him with questions and he just says he’ll answer them when he gets home.

When they finally get home the boys come rushing down the stairs.

“What happened” Yoongi is the first to ask.

Taehyung goes to the kitchen and gets a water.

Namjoon speaks trying to calm his kids, “Taehyung’s fine guys, it’s just his kidneys are acting up, but it’s not to bad yet”.

Seokjin sits down at the dining table, “Taehyung’s going to miss Friday’s a school for awhile, so I have to let the school know, also Namjoon order take-out or something”.

Seokjin goes to the other room and Namjoon walks to the living room.

Now it’s just Taehyung at the table with his brothers.

“Why are you you gonna miss school on Fridays, Tae” Hoseok asks.

“I’m going to have to get dialysis” Taehyung says leaning his head lazily into his hand.

“Dialysis?!?” Jimin said “I thought they said it isn’t that bad”.

Jungkook was confused, “What’s Dialysis”.

“It’s not going to be for long... listen I don’t know.. I have homework” which that Taehyung is off, going into his room.

The other brothers seem not to know ether so they go just hang out in there room.

Jimin goes to his room and thinks and decides he’s has to start eating normally now, Taehyung’s Sick now his parents shouldn’t have to worry about him.

The whole plan seems easy, Just start eating again.

But, how come as Jimin sits at the dining room table, it doesn’t seem that easy.

He ends up eating practically nothing. It’s like he can’t. He wants to so bad but something won’t let him.

He waits till he gets to his room to cry.

Hoseok keeps texting that girl, her names Brenda. She’s a very pretty girl, but Hoseok just can’t like her.

Hoseok is texting her trying his best to be interested in how her softball practice went. When all of a sudden she snaps him nudes.

He gaspes and almost dropped his phone.

He quickly gave some half ass replie and went back to his homework. A little unfocused.

Jungkook had football practice tomorrow, but he just texted his team that he was gonna have to miss it.

He was still going to be there the weekend, though.

He really hates missing practice, but he must, he knew his team would be mad. They already thought he just walked on the team, cause his parents were famous. But his parents weren’t even there most the time.

Whatever they’d get over it.

Yoongi was scared.

He knew Taehyung was not that sick.

Yet. At least.

But, him being so sick when he was younger effected him more than he’d like to admit.

Yoongi couldn’t help but feel selfish.
It wasn’t him who was sick, so why did it scare him so much.

They all went to sleep a little more tense, but tomorrow was a celebration at Namjoon’s office, so they had that to look forward too.

At least.

Chapter Text

Taehyung woke up the next day not feeling to great.

But, he hadn’t lately, so he decided to just live his life.

He went down to the kitchen and had a banana and almond milk.

He saw all of his brothers eating breakfast, well it looked like Jimin was just staring at his breakfast, but what else his changed.

Normally Taehyung would be worried, but he was just to tired today.

They head to school and Taehyung met up with Samantha in the quad, where he told her what happened.

She was as understanding as always and gave him a hug.

God she was so great.

He had a pretty normal day, he even posted an Instagram photo, to his growing followers account. Since the interview he had gone from 24k follower to 500k followers it was crazy.

A lot more celebrities followed him now too.

Before it was just people from his dad’s company, now it was like YouTubers and models and free lance photographers.

It was more than he could imagine and he was so grateful.

Even if he wasn’t in the best shape right now he could still be happy.

Hoseok on the other hand was hella nervous to confront Brenda after what happened, so he avoided her all day. Sticking extra close to Tyler the whole day.

Eventually, he was out using the bathroom during 4th period when he saw her.

He tried quickly walking the other way.

“hey hope” Brenda called out to him.

He slowly turned around. She walked over.

“Hey listen about last night” he said.

“You like it, there’s more where that came from” She got really close to him and whispered in his ear, “The janitor closet is open”.

She pulled away and popped her gum.

Brenda went to make a move again and Hoseok pulled away.

“Listen Brenda, I don’t think this is gonna work out, I’ll really sorry, your a really nice girl I just don’t think I can do this” Hoseok said sincerely.

Brenda looked shocked and her eyes went wide, “Hoseok, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to force myself, on you, you’re hot and I just thought you were into me” she said innocently.

“No it’s not that Brenda” Hoseok said “It’s just that... it just.. uh.. it wasn’t gonna work out”.

Brenda looked puzzled, “What is it Hoseok, you can trust me” She grabbed his hand and lead him into the janitor’s closet.

For a different reason than she’d anticipated.

“What is it Hoseok” Brenda, her hazel eyes staring into his. In the dim lighting of the janitor closet.

Hoseok eyes started watering, with all he’s held in.

He can’t tell her, he can’t tell anyone.

He’ll be a stereotype, a fucking gay dancer how stupid. It would ruin his reputation and his Dad’s. Imagine the tabloids. “Famous RM and Jin raise a fucking gay son”. His brothers wouldn’t be able to look at him the same. And forget his fucking friends it makes them uncomfortable that he’s Korean they won’t even be able to look him in the eye. Tyler may seem nice now, but he’d never be friends with a gay boy.

Hoseok thought about all this and started fully crying.

Brenda’s hand was on his shoulder, “Hobi, please tell me what’s wrong”.

Hoseok couldn’t take it anymore. He was so vulnerable in this moment. In the dim lighting and her comforting hand in his shoulder just felt so ... comforting. He just felt like he could tell her and it would all be okay.

So, he did.

He pored his fucking guts out, sobbing, to Brenda Clark of all people in the Janitors closet during 4th period.

After he was down, she hugged him, “It’s okay Jhope, it’s okay don’t worry”.

Just then the bell rang. He jumped up. He cleared his face and hugged her back.

“Thank you so much Brenda, we’ll still be friends right”.

She hugged him back, “Yes definitely”

Jimin hadn’t eaten all day.

He had really tried but it’s like something in him and wouldn’t let him.

He got a little dizzy at PE, normally he would be worried.

But he had become used to this.

Jungkook was actually having a little bit of a hard day.

Mrs. Green was pissed at him.

His football friends were being very stand off.

And he had gotten so much homework.

He was still excited to go to Namjoon’s work later, though.

Yoonji was having a great day, the music teacher let him play piano all lunch and break with little people bothering him.

His days were easy now since he was a senior.

He will admit, before he went to the piano he checked on Taehyung.

During music class, he found out he could play piano for the singers the whole preformace.

Once of his best friends, Lisa, had a solo, so they worked on that most of the music period.

Afterwards him and his brothers met, outside of the office as usual.

This time Seokjin picked them up.

“Hello children” Seokjin said cheerfully.

Yoongi sat in the passenger seat. Jimin and Jungkook climbed in the way back. Hoseok got in the back a scooter to the side, while Taehyung transfered from his chair to the car. He folded up his wheelchair and handed it to Jungkook, who stuffed it in the trunk.

They pretty much had there routine down since they’ve been doing it forever.

“Hi Appa” they all said once settled.

They were going to go straight to Namjoon’s work, because today was Seokjin and Namjoon’s actual anniversary.

They were going to have cake and hang out at Namjoon’s work.

The boys had achieved planned this out and got Jin a nice camera and Namjoon a expensive pen.

Yoongi currently has then in his backpack, since he had the least books to carry.

They got there and of course there was the paparazzi there as usual, possibly even worse, since more and more celebrities were going in for Namjoon’s anniversary.

Seokjin parked kinda far away, so they could get out within paparazzi noticing them.

As usual Seokjin will lead all of them with Jungkook, while Jimin pushed Taehyung in the back.

They got there, as hectic as. Some shouting happy anniversary to Seokjin other yelling questions a the kids.

Getting into the building wasn’t as bad as it used to be. You used to have the push and shove your way through.

But after the incident with Taehyung when he was 6, Namjoon had built a rope thinh the paparazzi had to stay behind and most did.

The light of the camera and all the yelling and sound was still crazy, though.

When they were mid-way there, something unexpected happened.

Taehyung leaned his head down trying to block they light and his sunglasses fell off.

He looked up for like five seconds and he knew.

He knew his dark eye bags were on full display, since he hadn’t been sleeping well. He knew there had be tons of pictures taken of him.

They were immediately greeted inside by Namjoon holding a huge bouquet of flowers.

“Hey Jinnie” Namjoon said as he kissed Seokjin on the cheek.

The whole family made there way up to the office, on floor 5.

Taehyung was a little nervous. He knows he hasn’t been looking to great lately from the lack of sleep. He also knows the paparazzi definitely got a ton of clear photos of his face. And he definitely knows what news outlets can do, to interpret photos.

Once at the fifth floor, they see the whole fifth floor is decorated very elegantly. A lot of the staff is hanging out and having snacks.

Many people approach Jin and Namjoon to wish them happy anniversary.

Seokjin and Namjoon stay close, always on each other, almost like a new couple.
20 years and they haven’t lost there spark.

They boys also just walked around, saying hi and hanging out with people.

Taehyung was sitting peaceful at a table as he talked to various staff and celebrities who approached him to talk. They talked about his interview, their career and just general things, Taehyung was very approachable so everyone loved to go up and talk to him.

Jungkook was talking to Namjoon’s workers who delt with marketing. They were talking mostly about football. And how they had to go watch Jungkook play one day.

Hoseok was walking around and just talking to everyone right and left.

Jimin was talking to some of the newer girl dancers.

And Yoongi was talking to some of the more important people in Namjoons company on one table off to the side.

After about an hour of the kids being there, Namjoon called everyone to attention to make a toast and cut the cake.

All the boys knew this was there cue to go give there fathers the presidents.

They all excused themselves from there respective conversations and met up to where Seokjin and Namjoon were standing.

Yoongi took the wrapped presidents out of his backpack and placed Jin’s on Taehyung’s lap, while he kept Namjoon’s in his hands.

By the time this was all finished Namjoon had finished his speech and everyone was clapping.

Seokjin was about the cake, when Taehyung called out, “wait Appa”.

All eyes were on them now.

“We got you guys something for your anniversary” Hoseok smiled sheepishly.

Taehyung rolled over to Seokjin carefully with the president in his lap. He smiled and handed it to his dad.

It was no secret that Seokjin and Taehyung shared a very Special bond.
Taehyung was the kid that wanted to follow in Seokjins path and become a model. Also since Taehyung was sick so often he spent a lot of time home with Seokjin.

Yoongi walked over awkwardly and handed the president to Namjoon.

Yoongi and Namjoon had spent so much time together, Namjoon training Yoongi to become a leader on a major company. Yoongi loves music just as much as his Namjoon and they had bonded greatly over that.

Seokjin opened his president first, “Oh my god”.

He held up the expense camera for everyone to see.

Namjoon opened up his pen and smiled.

Seokjin gabe Taehyung a hug since he was closest and gave all his kids a hug.

Namjoon did the same.

“Wow we have the best kids” Namjoon smiles and the crowd laughs.

“Now let’s cut this cake” Seokjin shouts.

They all laugh and Namjoon cut a piece of the huge cake off for him and Seokjin.

They go sit at a table all by themselves.
Enjoying each other’s company.

Chapter Text

As Namjoon and Seokjin enjoy their cake and each other’s company, the rest of there company gets there own.

Namjoon was about finished when Diana, a young, sweet, black lady in charge of press approached the couple and sat down at their table.

Seokjin and Namjoon looked up. The look on her face seemed urgent and somewhat upset.

“Namjoon and Seokjin, hello and happy anniversary, sorry to interrupt you but this is important”.

They sat up a little straighter. “What is, Diana” Namjoon said seriously.

She pulled up her phone and gave it Namjoon and Seokjin her phone. On it was a bunch of articles with Taehyung’s pale and tired looking face as the front picture. They all had varying titles from “RM and Jin’s, model son V is dying?” to “New model V is terribly ill”. But they all conveyed similar awful messages.

“Oh my god” Seokjin gasped.

Diana nodded, “I have no idea how all this news got out so fast, It looks like these were taking today”.

Namjoon looks up at her. “They were” Namjoon says sadly.

Namjoon was so thankful for his status and he absolutely loved his job. But things like this made him feel awful. He made the choose to be examined by the public eye, nearly every second of his life, but his kids had not. He feels awful they have to deal with all this shit.

Diana continues, “It’s awful that this happened, but I think you should release a statement for Tae or have Tae do it. It’s kinda of all over. You should tell him before he finds out”.

“I don’t have to release a statement, he’s my son for fucks sake” Namjoon said getting angry.

“Yes and I understand that, but it would be in his best interest, you also serve as his manager now, Namjoon, rather you like it or not, your son made his modeling debut and he’s now in the public eye” Diana explained.

Seokjin was still looking at the phone in shock. “Namjoon look” He said quietly.

Seokjin was looking at a particularly nasty article titled, “RM and Jin; worst parents ever, don’t even care for their disabled son”.

Namjoon sighed, “Seokjin-“

Jin interpreted, “why do they always have to fucking do this, they always have to accuse are parenting and they always paint this picture that Taehyung is so unable, I fucking hate this Joon. They need to leave Taehyung alone”.

Namjoon puts his head in his hands, “Diana we do have to do something”.

Diana nods. Seokjin speaks up, “We should involve Taehyung, I know he’s gonna pissed later if we don’t tell him now”.

“Where is he” Namjoon asks.

Seokjin points to a far table, where Taehyung is talking to Lucas and some Other people.

“Yah!! Kim Taehyung!!” Seokjin yelled.

Taehyung looked up from his conversation and made his way over to his parents.

“Wastup” he said casually moving his wheelchair so he sat at the table next to Diana.

“Taehyung, I’m sorry, but look”Seokjin says handing him the phone.

Taehyung looks at it and sighs.

“How did this happen, Taehyung, I thought you had your sunglasses?” Namjoon asks.

Taehyung looks up at him, “I was coming into the building after school and I did have my sunglasses, but Jimin was pushing me and I looked down and they fell off. I looked up and I knew they got pictures of me”.

“Taehyung it’s okay but we have to release statement and you should too”, Namjoon says.

“What do I say, do I lie and say I’m in perfect heath dad” Taehyung asked angrily.

“Taehyung, just calm everyone down a little bit” Seokjin said.

“Tae, if you don’t want to write it, I can, but a suggest you write it and make it sound more sincere” Diana said.

“I trust you more, Diana” Taehyung says.

Taehyung pulls out his phone and goes on his instagram and he hands the phone to Diana.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jimin sat ate the table with the newest girl at the company. They were training to be dancers.

There were three of them, one was Riley, she was a tall, skinny, white girl with blue eyes and black hair. Another was named Quinn, she was a short Mexican girl, with tan skin. The last was Ally, she had crazy red hair, hazel eyes, and a face full of freckles.

They were all very nice, they were talking to Jimin since he was a dancer himself.

“Manny said he’s gonna record your solo this weekend Jimin, I can’t wait to see it I’m sure you’ll do great” Riley said twirling her hair.

“I don’t know about that” Jimin laughs.

“Yeah Jimin, you’ve been dancing since you were literally born, right, also if your anything like Jhope you should be good” Quinn said.

Quinn added “I mean hope can dance circles around us without even trying”.

Jimin nodded, “Yeah, Hoseok-hyung’s I really good dancer, I’m definitely not as good as him”.

Just then the cake gets passed around to them, Quinn absentmindedly takes four for all of them.

“Hi-young” Ally says curiously “I’ve heard you and your brother say that a lot when taking to each other, What is that”.

Jimin stares at the cake in front of him, “It’s just some Koren thing our dad made us use.” Jimin says focused on the cake in front of him.

That would ruin his calorie count for the day.

The girls had already dug into their cake.

“Jimin, you’ve lost so much weight, you should treat yourself” Riley said giving Jimin a nudge.

Jimin nodded, “Okay I guess”.

He tentatively took some bits of the cake.

He was gonna regret this later.

He really regretted it after he excused himself to the private bathroom on the seventh floor.

———————————————————

The next day at school, Taehyung was making his way to lunch, going through the junior hallway, slowly, not really caring to much.

After school he had physical therapy, which he didn’t mind too much. It actually helped relive his back, that seemed to hurt all the time.

Anyway, so he was minding his own business when some random girl came behind him and stopped him, by putting her hands on his chair.

“Taehyung” She shouted.

Taehyung turn around in to surprise, “What the fuck, Brenda”.

She gasped, “Tae that langue, your like little”.

Taehyung and Brenda had drama together all, there high school career, so they knew each other well.

“I’m a year younger than you.” He said “anyways what do you want, walk and talk cuz I want lunch”.

He started moving forward again. She ran to catch up and stopped him again.

“No Tae this is important” Brenda said to an amused Taehyung, “It’s about your brother”.

Taehyung looked at her, “Be more specific, I have four”.

“It’s about Hobi” Brenda said seriously.

Taehyung looked puzzled, “Hoseok-Hyung? Good or Bad?”.

“Depends on how open-minded you are I guess” Brenda said.

“Brenda look at me” Taehyung said, today he was wearing a pink beret  , a white shirt that said dreamer on it and black pants with a chain and holey belt. His signature grey hair peeking out behind his beret. He has sliver rings delicately decorating his skinny hands with black nail polish. He finished the look with black vans .

Brenda nodded, “That’s why I decided to tell you, not your other brothers, also help that I don’t know Jimin and I’m kinda afraid of Yoongi”.

“Get to the point Brenda I’m hungry” Taehyung wined.

“Right so, Hobi is gay, he told me himself” Brenda said.

Taehyung eyes got wide then he laughed, “I knew it, I knew it!”.

“Taehyung stop he was like upset he like cried” Brenda whined.

Taehyung cleared his throat, “Yes of course, I’ll talk to him thanks for telling me, see you last period”.

Taehyung left and Brenda went back to her friends.

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Yoongi was playing piano in his music class. He was extra tense today, he had be diagnosed with Anxiety when he was younger, he forgot to take his meds today, which was just great for him.

He was supposed to be helping the choir, prepare for there concert, since was playing the piano, but he was struggling.

His hands were shaking and his head was racing.

He hated himself for it, he can’t act like this, he was a future CEO for fucksake.
He just needed to be normal.

He took a deep breath in attempt to calm himself, which failed.

They were in a middle of a song, the choir was doing a great job.

Yoongi was tapping his foot in an attempt to calm down, suddenly it all became to much, the room was too small, it was too hot. His hands slip and the piano made a weird noise.

Yoongi looked down breathing heavy. He pinched his hand, it was common thing he did to calm down.

“Are you okay, Yoongi?” Mrs. Stella, the music teacher asked concerned and confused.

The whole choir was looking at him.

He looked up, “Yeah I’m fine ... just .. uh excuse me for a moment..” .

He walked out making his way to the bathroom, which was empty since it was the middle of sixth period.

He took a deep breath and splashed his face with water, he took a few deep breaths and pulled himself together, before going back to class.

()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()(

Thursday’s was a conditioning day for Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook. They spent an hour in the gym with a trainer, just running around and training for there sports.

Tuesday’s were usually strength, but they didn’t go this week.

They all hated it, but liked it at the end when they felt accomplished, it really helped with dance and football, though.

Taehyung had his PT, somewhere else and it was earlier, sometimes, he would come to the gym after he was finished and bring water and snacks.

The trainer was a awkward, muscular, black guy named Ethan.

He knew Taehyung and liked to mess with him.

Taehyung also talked to all the ladies at the gym who also loves him.

This Taehyung came a brought water for his brothers and some cliff bars.

He got of the car, thanked Louie, and made his way to the gym. With a bag on his wheelchair.

He saw Ethan yelling at his brothers while they ran laps.

Taehyung laughed at them and they scowled back at him.

“What’s up Ethan” Taehyung yelled.

Ethan turned to Taehyung, “Hi Taehyung, nothing much, you gonna come run with your brothers”.

Taehyung laughed, “Man, maybe one day”.

Ethan smiled.

Taehyung made his way inside and said hi to the ladies waiting for their class to start.

He put some extra waters by his brothers stuff and then decided to execute his plan.

He went back outside to where Ethan was, “Ethan, I’m really sorry, but our dad, Namjoon, needs to talk to Hoseok-Hyung about something”.

Ethan nods, since Ethan loves Namjoon, Taehyung knew that lie will work. He literally almost faints everytime Namjoon picks them up.

“Jhope” Ethan yells “get over here, your dad needs to talk to you”.

“Just Hyung” Jungkook whines.

“Yes just him, get back to work.

Hoseok jogs over. And Taehyung leads him to the side of the gym.

“What does dad need” Hoseok pants.

Taehyung looks and him and hands him a water bottle, “Nothing, But I need to tell you something, I know”.

Hoseok looks confused, “You know? You. Know what, exactly?”.

“I know you’re gay” Taehyung said.

“Taehyung!!” Hoseok shouts out, “You can’t just say that!”.

“So it’s true!” Taehyung smiles.

“Yes” Hoseok said looking down like a hurt puppy.

“Hyung, there’s nothing to be ashamed of! Why didn’t you tell me!” Taehyung exclaimed.

“I didn’t know how you guys would be” Hoseok days.

“HYung!! We literally have to dads I literally paint my fucking nails and wear pink hats!!” Taehyung says exasperated.

“You’re gay?” Hoseok asked.

Taehyung laughed “Ha, idk I guess 50% of they tiME, I like whatever looks good”.

Hoseok eyes got wide, “I really don’t get you, Tae”.

“You’ll learn I’ll help you” Taehyung said “Now get back to work”.

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Chapter Text

Today was Friday, the day Taehyung had been dreading. Today he was getting dialysis.

He had hoped Friday would never come, but here he was at the hospital in the waiting room with busybody Jin on his phone making calls and going all about.

For Taehyung they decided not to put in a catheter. They didn’t know how long Taehyung was going to get dialysis for, amd it wasn’t to serious yet. Plus the risk for infection was high, since Taehyung had a weak immune system.

They just poked a new vein everytime.

Now they called him back.

The nurse or whatever had Taehyung sit down on a chair and attached him to the machine. Now it was up and running. All Taehyung had to do now was sit there for literally four hours.

Jin talked to him a lot of the time, distracting him. It was nice for Taehyung to spend some quality time with his dad.

Eventually though, Jin has to leave, around the one hour mark.

Since most the Dialysis patients were older. Many of them, didn’t have much to do. So, Taehyung struck up conversation with them. They really appreciated him talking to them.

He worked on some school work and listened to music. He spent a lot of time on social media.

Eventually his time was over, so he got already and off the machine. He just got back in his chair when Namjoon came in very out of breath.

It was about 11, which was Seokjin’s time at a cafe he helped manage, so it was RM’s job to pick him up.

“I’m sorry Taehyung” he said panting “I was at work but I just got here”.

Taehyung laughed, “It’s fine, but wasn’t even ready yet, let’s go though”.

Taehyung was beginning to feel a little cramped and contained. He says goodbye to all the people and him and Namjoon head out.

“Okay, we’re going to my work and we’re
going the back way this time” Namjoon said as they walk out.

There was one secret backway into Namjoon’s building, but it isn’t hidden very well, so Namjoon was always afraid of the paparazzi finding it. For that reason they only used it when they really needed too.

So they rest on the day Taehyung just relaxed at Namjoon’s work.

He went home when Namjoon went home, for dinner with the rest of his family.

At home though, Jimin and Hoseok weren’t there.

Namjoon and Taehyung got in and Yoongi and Jungkook were talking at the dinner table, while Seokjin was finishing up dinner.

“Hi guys” Namjoon said.

Jin came over and gave Namjoon a kiss.

Taehyung sat down at the table, “Where’s Jimin and Hobi-hyung?”.

“Oh there at a party” Seokjin said absent casually, “It’s just a thing from school, their curfew is midnight and they know that, so they’ll be fine”.

Taehyung looked at Yoongi. They both knew no one at school was having a party.
They weren’t gonna rat on them, they never did to each other. But they were definitely gonna text them “what the fuck”.

They live near LA and those are sketchy parties.

Yoongi looked back at him he mouthed later.

Jungkook looked at the exchange. He shrugged his shoulders and eat another roll.

They ate there dinner happily Taehyung ate barely anything. Yoongi ate like a normal human being, while Jungkook stuffed his face.

The family decided to watch a together later, so they went to their rooms to go get ready, Taehyung followed Yoongi to his.

Taehyung closed the door, “So you know about it, Hyung?”.

Yoongi sat down on his bed, “Yes I know about Hoseok”.

Taehyung was surprised and a little offended, “He told you before me?!”.

Yoongi laughed, “Shut up, and I already texted them, there at some party the dance girls a Dad’s company invited them too”.

“Hoseok-hyung’s has a hard week and Jiminie’s been off lately” Taehyung said.

Yoongi nodded, “Yes so let them be I already texted them, their fine”.

//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Jimin sat alone outside some fucking random cafe on his phone.

He came along with his brother, just so he wouldn’t have to eat.

Hoseok was at some club next door, courtesy of a fake ID. Jimin was not old enough to pass as 21, to be honest neither was Hoseok, but it was dark and they let him in.

So Jimin sat there waiting for 11:30 so they could head home.

......................................................................

Hoseok got into the club some how and immediately went to the bar, there was no way he could get away with getting shitfaced, but he needed something to take the edge off.

He took a quick shot, then headed off to the dance floor, it was 10:00, so he had one and a half hours to have himself a good time.

Crappy club music played as he danced with some hot guy.

Guys and girls kept trying to take him back, he refused.

11:30 came too fast and he met Jimin outside, feeling a lot better.

???????????????????????????????????????

The next day, Saturday, was Jungkook’s game. It was at 12:00, warm up time was at 45 minutes, so they 10:30 to be there at 11:15.

Taehyung went with Seokjin and Jungkook, considering he didn’t have much else to do.

Taehyung took his crutches, even though, he was really tired, he needed to use his crutches more. He felt as though he was getting lazy.

He got dressed in just a hoodie, black jeans, and converse. He was tired and not trying to be too eDgy today. His grey hair he did nothing too, he just ran his hand through it and let it stay. How it was.

Seokjin drove and Jungkook sat in the passenger seat, while Taehyung decided to sleep in the backseat.

They got there a little early, Jungkook went to get his stuff out of the trunk, while Seokjin went to go wake Taehyung.

Taehyung woke up quick but was still a bit groggy.

Jungkook came and handed Seokjin Taehyung’s crutches. Seokjin handed them to Taehyung. Tae got them. He started standing up and getting out the car.

He had his crutches in his hands as he started getting out, but his foot slipped and he started falling. He gasped, but Seokjin was right next to him. He quickly grabbed Taehyung’s arm and pulled him up roughly.

“Taehyung! Be carful” Seokjin said, then helped Taehyung get settled on his crutches.

Taehyung was no longer groggy, his eyes were wide as he found his balance. He was always clumsy when he was tired, he knew one day it was gonna bite him in the ass.

“Sorry, Appa” Taehyung said, looking down.

Seokjin replied kinda worried mad, “It’s okay Taehyung just be careful, please”.

Jungkook came over hearing Seokjin yell, “what happened?”.

“Nothing Kook, just tripped,fine now, let’s go before your late” Taehyung said starting toward the field.

Seokjin sighed, then he grabbed his bag and followed his two youngest.

They got to the field and most of the other team was already there. Jungkook jogged down and joined his team.

Jin and Taehyung walked over to said Hi to all the parents. Taehyung sat down, on the bleachers, reliving his aching back. He talking to one of the mom’s, when Jin called him over to the other teams side.

Taehyung groaned, but got up and walked over to Seokjin. Once he saw who his dad was talking to he perked up.

His dad was talking passionately in korean to Jinyoung. Jinyoung’s son, Yugyeom, was one of Jungkook’s best friends. They were good friends to the family.

Jinyoung was a single dad of his only son, Yugyeom. Yugyeom’s mother died about one year ago from breast cancer. It was really sad and hard on the family, but the Kim’s have been a great help.
Yugyeom now wears a breast cancer awareness symbol sticker on his helmet.

Yugyeom was very talented. He already had a full scholarship to a private high school in their area, on football and academics. He also danced very well, with Jimin and Hoseok sometimes. He sang sometimes too. He was just very talented.

It was a fun surprise that they were playing them. Taehyung walked over and gave Jinyoung a hug and they talked for a little, before they head back to there side of the bleachers.

8888888888888888888888888888888

Jungkook made is way down to his team.

He said what’s up to them or whatever, but they were being very standoffish and not talking to him.

That was weird.

Jungkook didn’t pay too much attention to it, he was excited they were playing Yugyeom.

He figured he wasn’t even gonna play today, since he missed practice. He was okay with that.

Warm-ups went smoothly, as smoothly as it could go with most of the team ignoring him.

Jungkook was glad his Dad came with him. Seokjin came more often than Namjoon. He loved it when his dads came, but sometimes it could be a little annoying. Like when the moms on his team gaked at him. Or when the parents and players on the other team whispered about him. I mean his teammates already thought he only got on this team cause of his parents.

No matter how many times he proves himself.

Whatever it was game time now for Jungkook he had to focus.

Turns out his coach put him anyway. Yugyeom’s team was good and they needed their best quarterback out there, which was Jungkook.

The team seemed annoyed. Their second quarterback, Greg, and his best friend, the left tackle Dylan, seemed the most pissed off.

But it was time for the game to start and Jungkook didn’t have time to worry about that right now.

They were on offense, so Jungkook was up.

They were all in position and had their play in there head.

The game started.

What Jungkook didn’t know was that Dylan and Greg also had a plan. A plan to teach Jungkook a lesson about walking on the field without coming to practice.

The ref blew the whistle and just like every game before Jungkook got the ball from center.

He looked around seeing who to was open at the moment.

He threw the ball, then a force came at his blind side and knocked him to the ground with so much force.

Him and the other guy collided heads and Jungkook was knocked into the grass.

He was hit hard.

The refs blew his whistle while Jungkook was still laying on the ground. His ears were ringing a lot. And his head hurt with pressure.

Seokjin winced from the bleachers along with Taehyung. Seokjin stood up and moved closer to the edge of the bleachers to get a better look.

The parents were surprised and worried if Jungkook was alright .

Jungkook waited a moment and sat up slowly. He saw his coach running at him and some of his teammates around him. The ref too was there.

He took off his helmet slowly and looked at the ground away from the sun.

His coach ran up to him, “Kook, Kook, are you okay”.

By now the whole team was practically there. Plus Yugyeom and other sides coach.

“Yeah I’m fine let’s keep going” Jungkook said through gritted teeth.

Just then Jungkook realized why he’d been hit, he stood up and walked over to where Dylan was.

Jungkook pushed him back, “Screw you, Dylan”.

It was a weak push since he’d just been clobbered but it took everyone off guard.

After pushing him Jungkook got dizzy again and fell to the ground.

“Wooh Jungkook What the heck happened” The assistant coach said.

“Pussy ass Dylan didn’t do his job that’s what happened” Jungkook said.

The whole team laughed. But the coaches were a little shocked, since Jungkook was always so nice and polite. They never thought ever swore.

“Okay then...Jungkook let me see your eyes” The coach grabbed Jungkook face to look at him.

“Can you even see them” Greg muttered under his breath.

“Oh a Asian joke, very funny, asshole” Yugyeom said to him.

Greg stayed quiet.

The coach let go of Jungkook’s chin, “His pupils are hella dilated, you probably have a concussion, you’re coming with me and the rest of the team, were talking about this later”.

The coach and the assistant coach helped Jungkook off to the field into the bleachers where Seokjin and Taehyung were waiting for him.

They sat Jungkook down on the bleachers and he looked down with his head in his hands.

“Aigoo, Kookie are you okay” Jin said running his hand through Jungkook’s hair.

The assistant coach went back down to the field to run the game, while the head coach stayed to talk to Seokjin.

The coach did a quick concussion test on Jungkook, and it was decided he does have a mild concussion. The coach gives Seokjin instructions on what to do with him and stuff.

“Just take him home, and text me an update later, if you can” the coach says.

“I don’t have your number, Jungkook handles the information himself” Seokjin says, feeling like a bad parent.

The coach nods, “actually, I think Tae, you have my number, cause I give you the information too”.

“Oh, right yes I do, I’ll text you an update, sir” Taehyung says.

“Alright, Take care Jungkook” Coach says patting Jungkook on the shoulder.

The coach leaves to go back to the field and now it’s just Jungkook with all the parents. Jinyoung also came over to see if he was okay.

“Here give him some water” one of the parents said as they hand a bottle of water to Seokjin.

Seokjin crouches down to be eye level with Jungkook and he hands him the water bottle, to which Jungkook only drinks a bit.

“Appa let’s go home, the sun is hurting my head” Jungkook whispers to Seokjin.

“Okay Kookie, we will, just wait till someone brings your stuff up” Seokjin says to Jungkook.

Just then Greg came with his head down and Jungkook’s backpack in his hands.

He hands the bag to Taehyung.

“Thanks, Greg” Tae yells at him as he walked away. Taehyung rolls his eyes and puts the backpack on before standing back up on his crutches.

Seokjin helped Jungkook up and then started trying to get settled, but it was hard, with his bag and Jungkook.

Jinyoung came and grabbed Seokjins bag, “I got it Jin-hyung”.

Seokjin thanked him and readjusted.

“Bye everyone, thank you” he says to the parents.

They all say there goodbye and feel better to Jungkook, who looks dead on his feet.

“Bye guys” Taehyung says “See you later”.

They walk to the car talking about Jungkook getting taken out. It was a dirty shot by the other team, since Jungkook had already had thrown the ball. And how Dylan totally let that guys go at Jungkook.

Jungkook went to the backseat.

Seokjin and Taehyung all hugged and said goodbye to Jinyoung. Jungkook also kinda said goodbye to Jinyoung.

Once they were all settled in the car, Seokjin called Namjoon who was at home with Yoongi, Hoseok, and Jimin.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

Namjoon was sitting with his son’s, eating lunch, when Seokjin called him.

They were all getting ready to go to Namjoon’s work. Jimin and Hoseok to practice for their dance competition tomorrow and Yoongi is just work on music.

He had his phone beside him, when he saw it light up with Seokjins picture he answered it and put it on speaker.

“Hi Jinnie, I’m here with all the kids at the table, how’s Jungkook doing”

All the boys yelled Hi to there dad.

“Hey Joon, we’re on our way home right now”

Namjoon checked his watch, “Isn’t a little early?”

“Yeah, Jungkook got fucking clobbered he has a concussion, so the game ended early for him” Jin says through the phone.

“Oh my god is he okay” Namjoon says.

“Yeah he’s fine, he’s a little out of it, Kookie say something”.

They hear a faint “hello”, though the phone.

“We’re actually pulling up right now” Taehyung says making his presence known.

Jin hangs up as they hear a car pull in the driveway.

“Jimin go open the door” Namjoon says to Jimin, who’s sipping coffee.

He groans and gets the door.

Taehyung comes in first, followed by Jin holding a a bunch of stuff.

Then Jungkook comes in slowly rubbing his eyes.

He sits down on the kitchen table, “I feel like I got hit by a truck”.

Taehyung laughs, “You kinda did, did you see the size of that kid?”.

The rest of them sit down at the table, while Jin goes into the kitchen.

“So what exactly happened Jungkook?” Hoseok said looking at him kinda concerned.

Jungkook put his face into the table.

“Dylan was mad at me so, he didn’t cover me and I got hit by the guy” Jungkook whines into the table cloth.

Yoongi leans back in his chair, “Man I’m glad I don’t play sports”.

“Right” Taehyung agrees.

“Oh you guys know who we saw at the games, Yugyeom and Jinyoung” Taehyung says.

“Really? How are they doing?” Namjoon asks.

“He always makes my heart hurt” Jimin says.

“They’re doing well, Yugyeom’s tall, like really tall” Taehyung says.

Then Jin comes back into the dining room, with Tylenol and water.

“Here Kook”, he hands it to Jungkook who takes it immediately, “Go take a shower and go to sleep”.

Jungkook gets up, moving slowly, “You don’t have to tell me twice”.

“Okay, we’re gonna go now” Namjoon says getting up, “wanna come Tae?”.

Taehyung shakes his head, “I’m a tired, Ima’ go to sleep”.

“Taehyung you’ve slept like all day today” Seokjin says to him.

“I don’t feel like I have” Taehyung shrugs “and didn’t Dr. Quinn say fatigue was a side affect of dialysis”.

“Yeah, I guess, go to sleep” Jin says sounding exhausted.

Taehyung leaves to his room.

Namjoon has his shoes on and so do all the kids now.

He comes over to go say goodbye to Jin.

Namjoon hugs him. “You’ll be fine?” Namjoon says”.

Jin nods, “I’ll see you later”.

“Bye,Appa”

“See ya later, Appa”

“Goodbye, Appa”

They leave and Jin goes to lock the door.

When Namjoon is about to get in the car, Jin yells out to him.

“JOONIE BRING HOME DINNER”

Namjoon laughs to himself and gets into the car.

Chapter Text

They got into the building no problem.

Jimin and Hoseok have a dance competition tomorrow, so they go up to the studios and go practice for it.

Yoongi goes up with Namjoon to go work on some music and stuff.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Jimin presses the button to go with Hoseok up to the seventh floor.

“Are you nervous for tomorrow, Jiminie” Hoseok asks as they wait in the elevator.

“Yeah, I guess I always get nervous for Dance” Jimin says.

“I Here there are gonna he scouts there” Hoseok takes a drink of water, “From dance universities”.

Jimin swallows, “I heard that, too”.

The elevator dings and they get off.

“But, you don’t have to be nervous, Hyung, all the schools want you, your perfect” Jimin says.

“Thanks Jimin, But haven’t felt like that lately” Hoseok sighs as the walk through all the dance studios.

“You know, your a great dancer too, Jimin” Hoseok says after they enter there studio.

Jimin just nods.

They practice there dancing together, going one at a time as they help correct and point out each other’s mistakes.

Hoseok just finished going for the first time and it’s Jimin’s turn again, since he went first and their switching off.

Jimin is already sweating from dancing, but since he stil feels cold, he’s kept his hoodie on.

His in the middle of his solo when he starts feeling dizzy.

“Keep, your foot up Jimin” Hoseok shouts as he leans up against the door wall.

“Hyung?” Jimin stops dancing. He stumbles a little bit, before steadying himself on the ballet pole.

Hoseok stands up, concerned “Jimin are you okay?”.

Jimin takes a deep breath and looks up, “Yeah...I’m fine...uh..let me just go get...some food or something”.

Jimin quickly walks out the room, to the breakroom. He’s never felt to out of control as, he grabs the box of cliff bars and starts eating them.

Jimin eats them so quickly, he can hardly remember. Once his shoved his face with three he throws the wrapper down with tears in his eyes.

He feels sick.

He lost all fucking control.

He puts down the box and feels fucking insane. He can’t control himself.

He quickly throws away the wrappers and sits down by the fridge.

He’s crying now only slightly. He takes a deep breath to control his emotions, something he’s become very good at.

Jimin has worked so hard, to consume the most minimal calories, only eating Carrots, Almonds, and salads. Those were his safe foods. He even restricted those.

He only ever ate a salad if he had a long day of dance.

He had snapped and ate three cliff bars without pausing to take a breath.

One cliff bar was what, 240 calories?
So, he had just eaten 720 calories?

Jimin took another deep breath and cleared the tears way from his face.

Nobody could catch him crying.

Nobody could find out.

So once Jimin was sure it looked like he hadn’t cried at all. He stood up and started running at the stairway. He ran all the way to the seventh floor and to the dance room.

Because now, Jimin had 720 calories to burn.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The next day the dance competition was at 12.

The whole family was going this time.

Even Jungkook, who felt a lot better from yesterday, but was still sore.

He woke up, from basically sleeping all day, with a huge bruise on his left side. It was nasty, as Seokjin clearly expressed.

Tae was going too, in his wheelchair, per his fathers request.

The competition was at the high school level and it went by age. So Jimin would be in a different division than Hoseok.

Jimin’s age group would go first then it would be Hoseok.

They got ready back stage, in little, separateed spaces.

Hoseok and Jimin were old enough to get ready by themselves, so they did.

Jimin was wearing  all black. His shirt had little specks of sparkle and glitter on it.

Hoseok was wearing  a white dress shirt, black ripped jeans and black shoes.

They were performing solos they choreographed themselves with the help of Manny. Who was sitting in the crowd with the rest of their family.

Jimin was up first, Hoseok wished him good luck as he went up to the stage.

His preformace was so elegant and smooth. He moved through the moves like it was second nature. His facial expression was sad and perfect for the tone of the dance. The preformace was only two minutes long and he killed every second of it. As expected of him, since he’d been dancing for literally ever.

He was relaxed as he walked off stage, he do good, good enough to please himself.

He saw Hoseok back stage.

“Great job, Jiminie” Hoseok said smiling.
He ruffled Jimin’s hair, which always got on his nerves.

“Hyung” Jimin whined playfully, while fixing his hair.

Just then the speaker announced that it was Hoseok’s age group’s turn.

“You’ll do great, Hyung” Jimin patted him on the shoulder, since Hoseok seemed a little extra nervous.

Hoseok just nodded and went off to Wait by the stage.

Hoseoks preformace was different than Jimin. His was more rough and rugged. It wasn’t elegant, it was powerful. He moved through the dance like he owned you and the whole building. It was confident and charming, everything Hoseok was. It was intense, in the best way possible.

He walked off stage confidently. That’s one thing Hoseok rarely has problems with, confidence.

And if he wasn’t feeling confident, then Fake it till you make it.

He met Jimin backstage, “That was amazing”.

“Thanks, Jiminie.”

Now they had to wait backstage till the older group finished. Once the older group was done, it would be award time. The winners would be crowned.

Their family would probably be coming back soon, or at least one of their Dads.

They sat, drinking water and talking causally. There were other dancers back waiting for their parents.

Jimin moves his bag to other side of him, and something falls out.

He didn’t notice since he was on his phone, but Hoseok noticed.

Hoseok picked it up slowly, it was a sheet of tablets. He figured they were just, pain relievers he dropped.

He was about to hand them back to Jimin, when he read the brand, Dulcolax.

Hoseok’s never heard of that brand, so he reads the box wondering what they are.

The words STIMULATED LAXATIVES slap him in the face.

Suddenly it all clicks for Hoseok.

All the isolation, from events and parties. All the dizzy spells. He even fucking passed out. Jimin running to the bathroom after eating a piece of cake. The sudden loss of weight and self worth. The avoidance of food. His “I’m not hungry” or him pushing the food around his plate instead of eating it.

It all made sense.

And it all made his sick to his stomach.

“Hey Hyung look at this” Jimin laughed at something on his phone.

Jimin showed it to Hoseok, but took it back once he saw his face and want was in his hand.

“Hyung, that was ... not supposed to be in there, that was... nothing ... it’s not what it looks like” Jimin stuttered out.

Jimin made a move to grab the tablets but Hoseok held on to them.

Hoseok looked him in the eyes, “Jimin, how could you”.

Jimin had tears in his eyes as he stood up.
He stood up and started pacing in front of Hoseok who was still sitting on the ground.

“How and Why the fuck would you do that, Jimin” Hoseok raises his voice at him.

People in the room are looking at them now.

“I would never expect you to understand” Jimin said with tears in his eyes, “Your perfect, your the most fucking perfect son, your the best dancer, your always so confident and .. I? Well I just follow you”.

If the whole room wasn’t looking before they were definitely looking now.

Hoseok was still angry, but more said now, “Jimin-“

Jimin interrupted him now practically sobbing, “I’m the fucking worst, What am all. Literally everyone in our family has something to offer except me! Yoongi is Dad’s fucking favorite and he’s gonna take over the company someday, your like the best dancer, Taehyung’s a fucking model, And Jungkook’s good at anything he does, What am I! I’m fucking nothing! I have nothing to offer. So if I was thin I would be better, I would be better looking and finally good at something!”.

Hoseok looked at him, “You’re so fucking selfish Jimin, Have you thought of anyone beside yourself?? Taehyung’s fucking sick now Jimin! Do you never see Yoongi is always on the verge of a mental breakdown! And Jungkook’s still only 13!! What about Dad and Appa, huh? They love you so fucking much and you’re doing this! For what? So, You lose weight and stand out!! You think that will make you handsome!! How can you be handsome if your ugly on the inside”.

Hoseok throw the tablets at Jimin “You’re so fucking weak”.

Jimin started to lunge at him when someone held him back. He turned around and it was Namjoon.

“Dad...” Jimin said wiping his face.

Hoseok looked and the whole family was there, Manny included.

“Jimin” Taehyung spoke coming to the front of everyone, “It’s okay, it’s okay, I know you couldn’t control it”.

Jimin starts crying at the comforting sound of Taehyung’s voice. Cause Hoseok was Right, all his brothers had bigger problems than Jimin starving himself on purpose. All he had to do was fucking eat.

“Jimin it’s okay, calm down” Taehyung said, rolling over to where Jimin was standing with his head down, “It’s okay Jimin”.

Taehyung pulled Jimin into a hug and Jimin cried into Taehyung’s shoulder.

He just felt so fucking stupid, everyone in the was looking at them. Looking at him, being a fucking pussy.

“Hyung, how could you say that” Jungkook said as he looked at Hoseok, “all of it, why would you”.

Hoseok was crying too, “How could Jimin do THAT, Jungkook, have you been listening He. Was. Starving. Himself. AND making himself puke AND using Laxatives”.

“Enough Hoseok, Enough stop!” Seokjin yelled.

Jimin finally looked up from Taehyung, “He’s right, Appa, I’m so weak and selfish and stupid, just like I’ve always known”.

Namjoon was in shock, “Why didn’t I notice?” he muttered to himself.

“Jimin, why didn’t you tell anyone?” Yoongi pleaded.

Manny walked over and pulled Hoseok by the arm, “everyone get outside, get out you’ve caused a huge fucking scene already”. Manny, Seokjin, and Jungkook take Hoseok out one way and Namjoon, Taehyung, and Yoongi take Jimin out the other way.

6666666666666666666666666666666

“Hoseok you need to calm down and apologize to Jimin” Manny says once they’re outside.

Hoseok looks down in shame not meeting any of their eyes.

But it was just easier to be mad than deal with his feelings.

“Why are you guys talking to me, worry about Jimin, he’s fucking starving himself now” Hoseok says sniffing.

“Kim Hoseok, you will not use that language” Seokjin yells at him.

“Hyung, What you said was awful, it was crossing the line” Jungkook said.

Hoseok glared at him, “You have no place in this conversation right now, Jungkook”.

Seokjin gasped, “Hoseok, What’s going on with you right now, What is your problem”.

Seokjin grabbed Hoseok chin so he would look him in the eyes.

Hoseok lied straight to his face, “Nothing, Appa, Nothing is wrong, I’m just an awful person”.

“Hoseok stop” Manny sighed “Why’d you scream at Jimin like that”.

“He was being selfish” Hoseok said.

Seokjin sighed, “Hoseok, an eating disorder isn’t something you do for attention, it’s a mental thing. Sometimes you just lose control. Or sometimes the pressure gets too much and you need to be skinny or your ugly and worth nothing”.

“Sounds like your speaking from experience” Hoseok looks up at Jin.

Jin glares him right in the eyes, “Sounds like it, huh”.

Hoseok takes a deep breath, “I know what I said to Jimin was wrong, but how could he do this to himself, I just got mad and exploded when I found the laxatives in his dance bag”. Hoseok was crying now.

Jin comes and pulls Hoseok into an embrace. “I just didn’t mean ... I don’t know why Jimin would do that” Hoseok crises into his shoulder.

Jin rubs his back, “It’s okay Hoseok let’s go home, you’ve had a hard day, we’ll talk about it later”.

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Namjoon pulls Jimin along with him while Yoongi and Taehyung follow closely behind.

Jimin stays looking down as his father leads him out the building to a parking lot.
He’s still crying and thinking of how pathetic he must look, a 15 year old crying and being lead away by his dad.

Jimin also, prays to every god that no scouts or anybody from school saw his heated argument with Hoseok. Or saw him crying and having to be comforted by his brother.

Or the press. Imagine if the press got a hold of all this. There’d be articles for week! It’d be the talk of the industry! It would also fucking ruin his life and his dads’ careers.

Once they reach the outside of the building, it was time to talk, and there was no avoiding it this time.

“When’d it start Jimin” Yoongi says, he’s never been one for beating around the brush.

“Hyung!” Taehyung says “Can we at least... I don’t know ease into this”.

Namjoon is looking down, he hasn’t looked at Jimin since they got outside.

“Dad?” Jimin says quietly.

Namjoon looks up slowly, he has tears running down his face.

“Jimin...” he starts hesitantly “I..I’m sorry, You’re just a kid this isn’t your ur fault, I should have noticed I’m your dad, I’ve been too distant, I’ve been pressuring you, I should have made it clear, that I love you Jimin and your worth it.. I should have made it clear, that you could tell me anything”.

Namjoon just sounds so heartbroken.

He had never been one to cry, especially in front of his kids. His kids had never seen him cry. He’s remained strong, as sort of a rock for them. While Seokjin was more emotional and soft, Namjoon wasn’t really like that.

From the beginning he’d been terrified of being a distant father. Namjoon needed to be involved in his kids lives. They needed to grow up with two loving, dependable, and PRESENT parents.

Namjoon was so confident he’d done a great job at that, and truly he had.

Jimin wasn’t gonna tell anyone about it, no matter how much he trusted them.

But, that didn’t stop Namjoon from feeling that he had failed his son, his son the one he raised and loved for fifteen years. He had failed his son in being there and his own son felt like he couldn’t trust his dad.

That hurt Namjoon on an unimaginable level.

Jimin looked at his father, crying. He’d made his dad cry. His Dad never cries. What has he fucking done. Hoseok was right, how could he be so selfish?

Jimin looked at his dad and sobbed. He cried so hard. All the bottled up emotions let themselves at once. Over the past fucking months all the emotions let themselves out in one big ugly cry fest.

At first they were all kinda suprised.

For Taehyung, Jimin had always been there for him. He knew Taehyung never liked to ask for help, even if sometimes he needed it. Jimin recognized those moments and helped Taehyung without a problem. It’s sometimes like he knew Taehyung so well he could read his mind. So this is when Taehyung had to ask himself, Why couldn’t he do the same for Jimin?

Yoonji was just in shock about the whole thing. He doesn’t understand how Jimin could let it get so out of hand. The Jimin That always understands when Yoongi was having hard time, and helped calm him down. Jimin was only 15, but he had such a deep understanding of people. He had so many close friends, and nobody fucking noticed.

That of course begs the question, how did Jimin get away with an eating disorder with so many people surrounding him at almost all times?

The only logical or the only explanation for that is Jimin fucking manipulated everyone in his life, to not focus on him. Don’t worry about Jimin, he’s always so happy and great. He just likes salad and eating healthy it’s no big deal. Jimin used his deep understanding of people to manipulate people, without even realizing it.

Even if Jimin, meant no harm, that’s so fucking scary.

So, Jimin cried as Namjoon and the rest tried comforting him.

Didn’t really work.

Sometimes people need to break down to build back up.

And Jimin certainly had a lot to break down.

More than anyone could ever fucking imagine.

Chapter Text

It was after that incident the two groups met up together, on one side of the building.

As soon as Hoseok saw them, he started running. He sprinted all the way to them.

He pulled Jimin into a hug and Jimin immediately accepted.

“I’m so sorry Jimin, I’m so sorry” Hoseok said into Jimin’s shoulder.

Jimin just nodded, trying not to cry “It’s okay, Hyung”.

They were all collectively decided there was no way they were going to go back inside for the awards. So, they head home.

Jimin falls asleep in the car, as does Hoseok. Sobbing and dancing does take a lot out of you.

Yoongi is listening to music, Jungkook is on his phone and Taehyung is asleep, again.

Namjoon and Seokjin talk in hushed voices in the front.

Namjoon keeps his eyes in the road as Jin voices his concerns about Jimin.

“We have to do something, Joon” Seokjin says “We should take him to a therapist or something, that’s how I eventually broke out”.

Namjoon nods, “We don’t know how bad it is yet, I also think Jimin will be a little freaked out by it, I think maybe we should deal with it first”.

Seokjin sighed, “Namjoon, I know you think, you can fucking do everything yourself, but we might need to help on this”.

“Seokjin, I know, don’t you want to try and help him at home first, also do you think Jimin is gonna be thrilled about going to a therapist, it might trigger him more” Namjoon reasoned.

Seokjin thought about it for a bit, “Okay I guess for a bit, but if it gets worst, you know we have to do something more”.

Namjoon nodded.

Seokjin turned up the radio and they went back to ridding in silence.

777777777777777777777777777777777

As soon as they got home Namjoon went all the boys up to there room, while Seokjin sat Jimin down at the kitchen table.

Seokjin looked him in the eyes and talked softly and sincerely. It freaked Jimin the fuck out. It took all of Jimin’s willpower not to get up and run away for his dad.

It was finally time to stop.

But was he ready to?

“Jimin, I know this is a big thing, but we think you’d be a little freaked out if we take you to therapy, so we’re gonna help you hear first”.

Jimin nodded as a a sign he understood.

“In order for this to happen, though, your gonna have to cooperate, I know it’s going to hard, but it’s okay I can help you, “ Seokjin’s voice broke, “I’ve been through it too, I never wanted you to go through it to, I never wanted any of you to, it’s rough”.

Jimin was in shock.

“I’ll try my best, Appa” Jimin said sadly.

“Thank you, Jiminie” Seokjin says.

They hug tightly before going off to their rooms.

It’s been a long day.

9999999999999999999999999999999

Monday had gone by without much problem, Jimin ate.

Jungkook met his football friends were asking him if he was okay, which he was fine.

He was more made and Dylan and Greg, to which they haven’t said anything to him.

Tuesday, Taehyung would woke up and immediately threw up into the trash can next to the bed.

He felt so fucking awful, His head pounded and his side ached. Also Nausea was terrible, which is why he was puking his guts out. But he also felt a little bit like he was on a cloud. It was so cold and he could not think straight. The whole room had pink poca dots.

Hoseok saw Taehyung and immediately went to go get his dads.

Seokjin has still sitting in his bed, just waking up he was on his phone. Namjoon was in the closet, choosing a tie for the day. They both looked up as Hoseok ran into the room.

“Dad, Appa!” Hoseok said once he got to their room, “Taehyung’s throwing up”.

“Oh shit” Jin said as both him and Namjoon left to Taehyungs room.

Taehyung was throwing up in the trash can when they came. He leaned back on the bed after, breathing heavily and sweating.

Seokjin ran over to him, “Are you okay, Taehyung”.

Jin touched his forehead and it was burning hot, “Oh my god, Namjoon come over”.

Namjoon walked over and touched Taehyung head as well, “Jesus, your burning up Tae”.

Taehyung just groans.

“Joon, get a thermometer” Seokjin says pulling up a chair to Taehyung’s bed.

Taehyung breathing was a little shallow and he looked really pale. He whimpered a little bit.

“Taetae What’s wrong, tell me what hurts” Seokjin said softly touching his hair.

“It’s hard to breath, Appa” Taehyung said quietly.

This concerned Seokjin a lot. Hard to breath?

Namjoon comes back with the thermometer. He comes over to the bed and sticks it in Taehyung’s mouth. It beeped and read “102.5”.

The parents both looked at each other this wasn’t good.

Taehyung suddenly starts giggling, like lot, till he starts crying.

Namjoon touches his face with concern, “Oh no, taetae don’t cry, what wrong”.

Taehyung says through tears, “my side, dad, my side, look”.

Taehyung lifts up his shirt to reveal a ban-aid. It must have been from dialysis or something, but he pulled it up and there was a scab. The scab looked awful. It has yellow and green puss coming out it and it was all red and infected around it.

They gasped and Taehyung covered the wound back up.

Taehyung’s breath was still shallow and he was shivering, despite the immense heat he was radiating.

“Namjoon, we need to take him to the ER, I don’t know what’s going on but it looks bad” Jin quickly.

Nakhon nods “Yes we do”.

Jin lifts the blanket up that Tae hugged closer to himself, “TaeTae, we’re gonna take you to hospital”.

Taehyung wined, “I don’t wanna Appa, I wanna stay here, give me my blanket it’s cold”.

Namjoon touched his forehead, “Taehyung, They’ll make you feel better I promise”.

Taehyung looked at them then started crying again, this time he was hyperventilating.

Seokjin helped sit him up, while Namjoon tired to calm him down.

“Hey hey hey, Taetae it’s okay calm down, it’s okay it’s okay no need to cry”.

Taehyung looked at him with wide eyes, “It’s hard to breath”.

Taehyung was grabbed his chest as he spoke.

“Okay Taehyung lets just go real quick they’ll make you fell better, okay” Taehyung nods.

Seokjin grabs the wheelchair he pushed away earlier and helps Taehyung into it.
Namjoon walks over to Taehyung’s closet and gives Taehyung a sweater to wear, since it’s cold outside.

Taehyung puts the hood up and looks down as Seokjin pushes him.

Namjoon already is running around the house making arrangements for his job. He’s getting a sweater for Seokjin and himself, when one of his kids starts following him. It’s Jimin, naturally.

He follows his dad as he walks around, “What’s going on, dad”.

“We’re taking Taehyung to the ER” Namjoon says in a rush.

“What?” Jimin exclaims in surprise “why? What happened?”.

Namjoon sighs “He’s Sick Jimin, we don’t know why yet”.

Namjoon goes the door wear Jin is waiting Sitting at the kitchen table with Taehyung. At some point the rest of the boys had come down and they were know talking to Seokjin, while Taehyung stood quiet and looked down with his hoodie concealing his pale face.

“Okay let’s go, Jin” Namjoon said pushing Taehyung.

Seokjin turned to the rest of them, stressed out, “um.. you guys can stay here or figure it out with Louie or something, I’ll text you guys”.

The boys nodded and they were out the door.

Taehyung was practically asleep when Namjoon moved him to the car. Namjoon winced at how light he was.

They drove quicker as Taehyung napped in the backseat. Seokjin checked his breath every so often. It was still labored and shallow.

Once they got there, Seokjin woke up Taehyung with a little difficulty and helped him into the wheelchair, Taehyung still had a firm grip on his chest.

Seokjin pushes him to the ER, it was pretty empty. Namjoon signed in as Seokjin tried to keep Taehyung awake.

After about 5 minutes they got called back to a room and they only had to wait five more minutes till a doctor came into the room.

“Hello guys my name is Dr. Garr” the middle aged white man said, “What seems to be the problem”.

“Hello, I’m Seokjin and this is my husband and Namjoon, my son Taehyung woke up this morning throwing up, he has a 102 degree fever, and he says it’s hard to breath. He has many heath problems, but he’s currently been receiving dialysis. Where they inserted the IV for dialysis it looks infected” Seokjin says.

The doctor nods and walks up to Taehyung, “Do you think I can see Taehyung”.

Taehyung looks up and lifts up his shirt, the doctor slowly pulls off the bandaid and takes a look.

He looks for a moment for turning back to Seokjin. “I think I have an idea, but I need to do some tests”.

Taehyung previously saying nothing suddenly gasps, “I... can’t ...breath” He says between sharp breaths.

The doctor quickly comes over, “It’s okay, Taehyung, deep breath in, deep breath out”.

Taehyung’s breathing gets better but it’s still labored.

“I’ll do some test and come back to you, for now will you please wait in the waiting room and fill out paper work” the doctor says as he wheels Taehyung out of the room and leads them to the waiting room.

They sit back down on the chairs. Seokjin fills out what seems like endless paper work as Namjoon goes on his phone calling his work. He’s not going to work today, but they still need management. He gives his family an update. Namjoon also texts his parents and Seokjins parents.

Eventually, the Doctor they talked to earlier comes out. Jin and Namjoon immediately get up and walk towards him.

“What is it” Namjoon says seriously, Jin at his side.

Dr. Garr speaks, “He has Sepsis, he got it from an infection from the dialysis wound, he’s getting taken care of right now you can see him soon”.

He pauses.

“And?” Seokjin says.

The doctor continues, “Well, I’m afraid since his kidneys were already not in the best shape that the sepsis may have made it worse, since we didn’t exactly catch it at the best time”.

They nod.

“That may be something we can deal with later, but since he needs to recover, from sepsis, which may be hard, due to his weak immune systems”.

“Can we just see him, now” Seokjin says.

The doctor nods, “of course, he’s on antibiotics and fluids right now, the room number is 76”.

They walk off together to the room. They find it almost immediately and walk in. Taehyung’s sleeping he looks ...peaceful. He’s still pretty pale, but not as pale as before. It hurts them to see he’s has attached to an oxygen cannula. He also has IVs in. They go and sit next to him.

Seokjin feels guilty. He spent almost the whole weekend with him and didn’t notice anything. He felt so fucking stupid, Taehyung had literally slept so much and still complaining of being tired. That should have been a red flag to Seokjin, but yet he can’t seem to deal with anything.

Namjoon of course felt guilty , really he didn’t know why, but he did. Anytime anything bad happened to his kids he felt like it was his fault.

“Do you think we should have the boys visit” Seokjin said quietly, after they were sitting with Taehyung for a few minutes.

Namjoon looks away from Taehyung to face Seokjin, “Did they go to school today?”.

Seokjin is still looking at Taehyung as he runs his hand through his hair, “I don’t know, you should call Yoongi”.

They talk quietly careful not to wake Taehyung. Namjoon gets up to go outside and calls Yoongi.

“Dad?” Yoongi answers.

“Yoongi, did you guys stay home?”

“No, just me and Jimin. Taehyung is the only one that has lunch with Jimin and I pretty much do nothing at home. Jungkook and Hoseok went. How’s Taehyung”.

“He’s okay I think?”.

“What do you mean think?!?”

“Well, he’s okay right now, but there confusing me and your dad”.

“Can me and Jimin come”.

“Sure I’ll send you the address, Are you gonna drive”.

Yoongi knew how to drive and had a learners permit. It only allowed him to drive his siblings/family.

“Yeah, I guess I will”.

“Okay, be careful Suga, I’ll text you the room number”.

Namjoon then called his parents, who live in Arcadia, which is decently close to them. The kids see them a lot more then they see Seokjins parents who live in Korea.

Namjoon calls his mom. Who as soon as they say can visit there already on there way.

Namjoon heads back into the room after finishing his calls.

Seokjin is still sitting quietly with a sleeping Taehyung to his side.

“Are they coming” Jin says.

Namjoon sits back down, “Yeah, only Yoongi and Jimin stayed home, Jungkook and Hobi went to school”.

Seokjin nods.

“My parents are also coming” Namjoon adds.

Seokjin and Namjoon’s parents have always been close. When Seokjin left Korean when he was 18 him and his parents were not on good terms. He had come out to them and his parents were not accepting. Namjoon’s parents of course loved Seokjin as soon as they met him. He became like there second son to them. After Seokjin got engaged, Namjoon’s parents got a hold of his parents and gave them a talking to.

Seokjin’s parents showed up to the wedding and it was a very emotional reunion.

They sat, for a little longer Namjoon and Seokjin talking quickly and quietly in a mix of Korean and English, it was something they did often when they were alone.

They looked up when they heard a knock at the door, it was Jimin and Yoongi.

Jimin looked very concerned and worried. Yoongi looked the same, but he looked very scared and sorta nervous.

“Is he okay” Jimin says coming in more to look at Taehyung. He just kinda stood by the bedside and looked at him.

Yoongi was bitting his nails, which was a dead giveaway he was getting nervous. So while Namjoon talked to Jimin, Seokjin called Yoongi over.

“Suga, come here” Jin said softly.

Yoongi slowly walked over to him.

“Is he okay” Yoongi says looking down.

Seokjin touches his shoulder, “They day he will be, he just caught an infection, it happen”.

Yoongi nods and grabs a chair from the stack in the corner to sit next to Seokjin.

Jimin did the same. They sat quietly for a little longer. Jimin talked a lot asking a lot of questions. While Yoongi stayed mostly silent, staring at Taehyung.

After a while Taehyung shifted, for the first time since they got there. There heads all immediately snapped up to look. Taehyung moves his head and moved his hand to grab the oxygen cannula on his face.

Seokjin stopped his hand, “Tae, don’t”.

Taehyung then opened his eyes for the first time, they were wide as he looked around a little confused.

He sat up with a little difficulty. Namjoon helped him and propped him up on some pillows.

“What happened” He said horsely.

“You were sick, you had an infection that’s why your being treated right now” Seokjin said rubbing his back.

Taehyung was still looking around, very puzzled. He was holding his wrist that the IV was in.

He furrowed his brows, “I .. I don’t remember”.

He started messing with the IV, but Seokjin’s Hands stopped him again.

“I’m confused, why are you here Jiminie and Hyung” Taehyung said to his brothers.

“You were sick Tae, we care about you” Jimin said looking Taehyung in the eyes.

Taehyung is still looking around confused, obviously not in the best state of mind.

He stops and closes his eyes. There all still looking at him.

“What’s wrong, Taehyungie” Namjoon says touching his hair.

Taehyung opens his eyes slowly and whimpers slightly, “I don’t feel good”.

Seokjin moves the pillows from behind him, “Lay back down Taehyung, it’s okay, baby, go back to sleep”.

Taehyung lays down slowly and falls back asleep almost instantly to the soft touches of Seokjin, on his head.

That while exchange was worrying for them.

Hopefully Taehyung will be okay soon.

Hopefully.

Chapter Text

/flashback to the morning/

Namjoon closed and locked the door. Now the boys were left to themselves.

Yoongi took charge, since he’s the oldest, “I’ll stay and Jimin your staying with me, Hobi and Kook it’s up to you”.

“Why do I have to stay, hyung” Jimin whined.

“Cuz Tae was the only one who had lunch with you and I don’t trust you” Yoongi said seriously.

Jimin nods not wanting to argue.

“Okay, I guess I’ll go, Kookie?” Hoseok says.

Jungkook looks up, “I’ll go”.

Hoseoks calls Louie and gathers his things. It only takes a few, moments till he’s here, since he lives close. Louie was always on call, but he got payed well.

Jungkook and Hoseok get there backpacks and walk out saying goodbye to there brothers.

“Keep us updated” Hoseok shouted as they got into the car.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Jungkook was having a hard time focusing in his second period. It was Science and he didn’t feel compelled to pay attention, he was worried for his brother. So, he kept checking his phone, secretly under the desk.

The teacher was chill and he liked Jungkook. The teacher’s name is Mr. Williams. A about 27 year old white guy. He was really cool, he often talked to the class like in big group conversations. He was just a chill dude, who had taken a liking to Jungkook.

The whole class was just working on an assignment and talking while Mr. Williams made conversation with a few students.

Jungkook kept his head down today, not feeling like talking much today. Till he felt something hit him. It was Dylan who had thrown a paper at him, Jungkook turned to look at him.

“Hey, Kook are you coming to practice tomorrow” Dylan says.

Jungkook thinks for a little, “I don’t know I’ll try”.

“What do you mean try, Jungkook you have to show up sometimes” Dylan says sounding mean.

Jungkook sighed, “I’m trying Dylan, things are hard, right now”.

“Things are sooo hard I’m sure” Dylan exaggerates.

Jungkook snaps at that, he’s so fucking tired of his football team assuming things about him and his family. They didn’t know anything. Jungkook’s pissed now.

He looks Dylan right in the eyes, “Shut the fuck up, Dylan, you and the whole team, don’t know shit”.

Mr. Williams comes over now hearing them arguing, “Woooh boys, What’s going on”.

“Nothing, Jungkook’s head is still messed up for the hit he took on an Saturday” Dylan says aggressively to Jungkook.

“Dylan, you know that was dirty, I don’t know why you had to to that” Jungkook says equally as aggressive.

Dylan stands up, “You need to learn you can’t get away with everything, cause your dads are rich and famous, Kim”.

“Stop, bringing up my family” Jungkook stands up too, “I told you, Dylan, You guys don’t know shit”.

The whole class is staring at the heated argument.

“Language” Mr. Williams tries, but they ignore them.

“My dad always said that f*gs couldn’t raise a son” Dylan says without even thinking about it.

The whole class goes silent. Nobody dares to say a word.

Their all in shock that Dylan would say that, especially to sweet, nice, popular Jungkook. Jungkook and his family have always been nothing, but nice to everyone.

Jungkook stares it him, nothing but pure anger in his eyes and venom in his voice, “You don’t fucking say that Dylan”.

“W- what are you going to do about it, Kim” Dylan knows what he says crossed the line but not wanting to back down.

“Nothing, Nobody is going to do anything about it, No, No, No” Mr. Williams says finally breaking up the fight, “Your both coming with me to the Dean’s office”.

Jungkook’s eyes are wide as they snap up to looks at Mr. Williams. If you goes to the Deans office, they will for sure call his parents, and his parents can not deal with that right now. They have too much to worry about.

“No, please Mr. Williams, the Dean will call my parents” Jungkook pleads, “They can’t deal with that right now”.

Mr. Williams is puzzled, but willing to listen, “Why Jungkook?”.

“It’s like personal, and It’s ...” Jungkook stumbles over his words “Can I maybe tell you outside, and not in front of the whole class”.

Mr. Williams sighs but gets up and goes outside anyway. Jungkook’s already out.

Mr. Williams closes the door making sure no one can hear, “What is it, Jungkook?”.

Jungkooks looks down at his feet, “My parents, took my brother, Tae-hyung, to the hospital this morning, he’s always been sick, but they don’t know what’s going on now, I just don’t want them to deal with more stuff then they have to”.

Mr. Williams had Taehyung two years ago when it was his first year teaching. Everyone loves Taehyung and Mr. Williams was no expectation. He thought Taehyung was cool and he remembered him.

“That sucks I’m sorry, but Jungkook, I can’t just let you off the hook for that fight” Mr. Willams sighs, sympathizing with Jungkook.

Jungkook is frustrated, “I’m not the one that dropped the f-a-g word on my dads, for literally no reason, but fine just give me and Dylan a lunch detention”.

Mr. Williams speaks, “That’s not what I meant, Jungkook, but I’ll figure something out, I won’t call your parents”.

They walk back inside. Mr. Williams goes back to his desk and so does Jungkook, but before he stops by Dylan’s desk and whispers in his ear, “You’re not fucking getting away with this”.

Before sitting again, quietly at his seat. Dylan scared at his desk.

9090909090009090090909090998090

Hoseok is working on a worksheet for math. The class was talking a lot, but Hoseok really didn’t understand, So was just kind of staring at the paper trying to make sense of it.

The chair next to him was open so Brenda slide into it. Hoseok noticed her.

“Hi Brenda” Hoseok said looking at his paper. Brenda was just staring at him though.

So Hoseok looked up, “What?”.

“You looked stressed” Brenda says looking at Hoseok suspiciously, “Your an Aquarius, right, I think your horoscope said something bad, omg I should have told you”.

Brenda starts to take out her phone, but Hoseok stops her hand.

“No Brenda, I’m just a little stressed out”, Hoseok sighs, “You know your Tae’s friend fuck it”.

Hoseok moves the worksheet out of the way, “Taehyung’s in the hospital”.

Brenda puts her hand over her mouth, “Oh my god, is he okay”.

“My dad said he caught a blood infection or something, I don’t know, it’s just he’s always been so sick” Hoseok says sadly.

Brenda touches his shoulder, “It’Keller be okay Hobi, Tae’s strong, when you see him after school tell him I said get well soon”.

Hoseok smiled at her, “Thanks Brenda, now can you help me with this worksheet”.

What they didn’t know what that the biggest gossip in the school, Kathy, was listening carefully to the conversation once she heard Hoseok opening up.

The bell rang and she went outside and told her friends. Her friends told their friends and then... the whole school knew just like that.

But of course Hoseok has no idea about this, till he got to Robotics last period and sitting at his desk was a get well card sighned by half the school.

Hoseok felt so fucking dumb, this was gonna get to the press and Namjoon was going to be pissed. Taehyung was already sick and this was gonna make him so mad. God Hoseok felt stupid, why couldn’t he just not say anything.

Hoseok quickly grabbed the card and stuffed it in his pocket before sitting down.

//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

After school Hoseok kept his head down and hurried out to get in the car with Louie to go pick up Jungkook.

“Hey, Kook” Hoseok says sighing “How was your day”.

“Not that great” Jungkook says as he gets settled, “How about you”.

Hoseok leans his head against the seat, “Jungkook, the whole fucking school knows about Taehyung”.

“Hyung!! What the hell! Why!? How!?” Jungkook says exasperated.

Hoseok looks down, “I know I’m so fucking stupid I have no idea how it got out, Ugghh”.

“You know you have to tell dad and Tae-hyung, The press knows and Hyung will be pissed if you don’t tell him”.

“Yeah, I know, but their gonna be pissed” Hoseok says.

Jungkook laughs, “Of course they are”.

Hoseok just sighs.

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Namjoon’s phone dings as he sits in the room, with his parents, kids and husband.

Taehyung semi-awake now. At least he’s sitting up. Though he’s very groggy. His words aren’t very clear as he talks, but he’s still engaging in conversation some what. They keep him on oxygen, though, which is cause for concern. They also gave him pain meds so he’s a off in the clouds.

Namjoon’s text says that Hoseok and Jungkook are here and that there coming up.

Namjoon interrupted the quiet conversations, “Hoseok and Jungkook are coming up”.

They all acknowledged him before going back to talking quietly.

It was only a few moments before there was a knock at the door, Seokji opened it since he was right by the door.

Jungkook and Hoseok entered. They were straight out of school, with there backpacks and everything. There eyes went straight to Taehyung where he was sitting, practically alsleep.

“Seokie, Jungkookie” their grandma said getting up “come give Mini a hug”.

She hugged them and they also came and gives their grandfather a hug.

Hoseok went over to Taehyung first. He grabbed his hand and looked him in the eyes, “Are you okay, Taehyungie”.

Taehyung gave a lazy smile, “Yes, hyung”.

Then he laughed as Jungkook stood there kind of scared with wide eyes.

“Jungkook, why you look so sad, Hyung’s okay” Taehyung giggled.

Jungkook relaxed a little.

Seokjin sighed, “He’s on pain meds guys, he also has a high fever so ignore him”.

“Appa, no” Taehyung slurred.

Hoseok took a seat next to his grandmother, while Jungkook sat with Namjoon closer to Taehyung’s bed.

“So what’s wrong with him, You sent me a very vague text that I didn’t understand” Hoseok says.

Namjoon sits back down, “It’s a blood infection, sepsis, they say he’ll be okay if he can beat it, which he should, cause they caught it before it turned to severe”.

Hoseok nodded. He knew nothing about infections of anything, he just hope Taehyung is okay.

“It’s kinda cold” Taehyung says shivering.

He pulls the blanket and he shivers. Seokjin touches his forehead, “You’re still burning up, Tae”.

“No, I’m cold” Taehyung whines.

Seokjin rubs his head, “Why don’t you try sleeping, Tae”.

Taehyung starts to lean back when he suddenly gets pale. He gags a little bit and his grandma immediately grabbed the trash can next to him and shoved it in his lap, just in time.

Taehyung gags, but only throws up stomach acid, since he literally won’t eat anything.

He kept gagging for a while. Seokjin considers getting the doctor as he rubs Taehyung’s back in comfort.

But it stops.

Taehyung leans back on the bed breathing heavily and sweating.

Namjoon’s mom touches brushes his hair out of his face, “It’s okay, Taehyungie, go to sleep”, she says softly in Korean.

Taehyung whimpers and closes his eyes.
It’s a few moments before his breathing evens out.

“Wow, Eomma, your reflexes, you got the sick bucket quick” Namjoon says to lighten the mood.

His mother sighs, still touching Tae’s hair, “Ah Namjoon, I’m a mother, I’m experienced”.

They banter for a little as Taehyung sleeps. But Jimin can relax quite as fast.

Taehyung looked so fucking miserable throwing up, but Jimin did it to himself.
He felt so fucking disgusting. He stays looking down.

“Jiminie” Seokjin says.

He looks up.

“Are you okay”.

Jimin nods “I’m fine actually going to the restroom”.

Yoongi who he’s sitting next to grabs his arm, “I’m coming with you”.

Jimin knows what he’s thinking, but Jimin wasn’t going to. Seeing Taehyung throw up didn’t trigger him to vomit, it made him feel worthless. Like he was so selfish and nothing. He shouldn’t get to eat.

And since the whole family was busy, he wouldn’t.

To him, he didn’t deserve to.

Chapter Text

Jungkook went to practice the next day, just to prove a point, Jimin and Yoongi decided to come with him, since Taehyung couldn’t come.

Jimin had came a few times, but Yoongi has never.

He was late, because he went to visit Taehyung, who was still in the hospital, but was getting better. They took him off oxygen and his fever had gone down.

He got out of the car and thanked Louie before sprinting to the field.

Jimin and Yoongi walked slowly behind him.

He said a quick hi to to the parents before running out to the field, where the team was warming up.

“Look who decided to show up” yelled Greg.

“Shut up, man” said Alex, he was older and went to high school, so he had heard of Taehyung.

Some of the team was on his side, but most seemed to be on Dylan and Greg’s side.

“Sorry I’m late guys, but I’m here” Jungkook says panting.

“If you were so sorry, you wouldn’t be late” Dylan said “What were you even doing, Kook, did your private driver take to too long”.

Jungkook stared at him, “You really wanna start this up again, Dylan”.

“I don’t think it ever finished” Dylan said walking over to Jungkook, “You just kiss Mr. Williams ass, so he didn’t want to get you in trouble with your famous dad”.

Jungkook stood up straight, “You should be thankful Dylan I saved your ass, what you said wasn’t cool and you know it”.

“You don’t scare me, Kim, you’re Nothing, you’re just some rich kid with no problems and you think you can just cruise your way through life doing whatever you want, well guess what you can’t, not on my team” Dylan said getting in Jungkooks face.

Jungkook took steps back, “You guys don’t know anything, Stop acting like you do”.

“What don’t we know, Jungkook, enlight us, I’m sure we’d all love to know” Dylan puts his hand up.

They whole team looks curiously at Jungkook.

Jungkook looks around, he’s stressed. All this, everything with the team on top of what’s going on at home, it’s stressing him out, he can’t take it anymore.

Taehyung’s Sick and he can’t do anything about it. All his family seems concerned. Taehyung always been sick. He doesn’t even know what’s going on, though he knows it’s not good.

He posts one picture on Instagram, all his brothers do, and there are so many homophobic and racist comments.

Jimin won’t eat. And he’s been forcing himself to vomit for months now and no one realized. He’s talked to Jungkook so many times when that was going on and he doesn’t notice.

Hoseok doesn’t talk to Jungkook the same ever since the beginning of this year. It’s like he’s hiding something. He used to be so open and happy with Jungkook, but know he spends all of his time in his room or out. It’s like all something is weighing him down and Jungkook doesn’t understand.

Yoongi likes to pretend Jungkook doesn’t see his hands shaking when he has to meet yet another one of Namjoons businesses parters. Or him grimace when Namjoon tells him more about the company. Yoongi is scared, he’s going off to college soon, leaving behind everything he’s ever known. And when he gets back, he’s going to be a CEO. His anxiety is at all time high. Namjoon doesn’t seem to realize it’s all too much.

Jungkook seems to be the only one who realizes.

But he’s just the youngest. His brother’s don’t tell him about their problems. They don’t tell him what’s going on.

They don’t wanna bother him.

But, Jungkook notices.

He can’t talk to them about, how he hates how his team bullies him, he hates how he hears racist and homophobic remarks all over his social media, or how he maybe needs help sometimes.

Their problems are more important than his, so he keeps it to himself.

Because, Seokjin’s strong but he can’t handle it all.

Because, Namjoon’s got a company to run.

Because, Jungkook’s the youngest they don’t need his help, and they don’t need him to bother them.

“Jungkook are you okay” it was one of his teammates, he didn’t bother thinking of which one it was.

Jungkook had been looking down the whole time he was thinking, he looked up but didn’t acknowledge the question.

The whole team was staring at him.

His heart was beating very fast, kinda like he’d just ran. He felt nervous, he was scared. He grabbed his chest suddenly finding it hard to breathe.

“Jungkook!” it was Landon, one of the teammates on his side.

Jungkook had gotten really pale. He grabbed his chest as he leaned over, trying to catch his breath.

The coach ran over seeing the scene from afar.

“Kook, What’s up” the coach says, as he ran over to his side.

Jungkook stood up and paced a little bit, trembling, “I- I can’t I d-don’t know I gotta g-get away”.

“Kook, calm down” the coach says walking over to calm Jungkook.

Jungkook pulled away from his coach, his hands were shaking as he put his hands on his knees. It’s like he was trying to catch his breath.

Dylan hadn’t moved yet, “What’s happening”.

“I think he’s having a panic attack” the coach says, getting closer to Jungkook.

Jungkook felt dizzy and out of breath.
It’s nothing like he’s ever felt before, he feels out of control. He’s trying to calm down, but he can’t.

He stands up, trying to take a deep breath, but fails.

The coach grabs his shoulders, “Jungkook, calm down take deep breaths”.

Jungkook looks at him with wide eyes, but he calms down a little bit and sits down on the grass, still feeling kinda dizzy and detached.

“What is going on!” The coach yells, “What is going on with this Team, why is this happening! It’s time we talk about it!”.

“It’s all Jungkooks fault” Greg’s points accusingly at Jungkook, “and your fault too Coach, You let him do whatever and walk all over this team”.

Jungkook stands up again, “I’m so fucking sick of this, you guys don’t know shit about, me or my family, you just know what the media, knows and they don’t know anything ether”.

“Jungko-“ The coach starts.

Jungkook cuts him off, “You know why I came late! My brothers in the hospital! He like always is cause he’s sick! He’s always been and I don’t even know why!! Jimin doesn’t fucking eat and if he does he throws up, because he thinks he’s fat and it’s all the media’s fault!! Yoongi and Hoseok don’t tell me anything!! So I don’t know!! I get comments on my Instagram everyday calling me a f*g or making fun of my race. The whole media criticizing my every move. My dads’ try to protect form it , but they can’t, because it’s awful. And they can’t even handle it themselves! I don’t wanna deal with that here too”.

Jungkook looks around at their shocked faces, “So why am I here?! Huh?! Why do I stay?! You guys are so rude. I don’t need to be here!”.

“Thank you so much coach for everything you’ve done for me, but it’s over” Jungkook says.

“There you go Dylan and Greg, you’ve got what you wanted, I hate you guys so fucking much and now I’m gone, good luck Greg, you’re the quarterback, cause I’m done” Jungkook says walking off the field.

He’s crying now, he can’t remember when it started but it did and he’s crying now.

He grabs his bag and walks up stairs to where the parents are. Yoongi and Jimin go over to him and all the parents look to see what’s happening.

“Jungkook, What the fuck” Jimin says.

Jungkook stays looking down, “We should leave.

“No, kook, What’s going on” Yoogi says.

“Jungkook what’s going on?, why are you crying do you need help, is something wrong”. One of the moms says. He’s on the bleachers. Out of the corner of his eye he sees the coach and some of his teammates coming up to the bleachers, too.

Jungkook looks up at her, “nothings wrong, I’m just leaving the team, thank you all so much”.

Jungkook goes through his bag as she gasps, along with the other parents talking to him.

“Jungkook no your not, shut up and calm down” Yoongi says, his voice calming to Jungkook.

The coach comes over to them, “Jungkook, no, we’re sorry we all are, it’s just we never knew, please calm down”.

Jungkook finally pulls out his phone. He calls Seokjin, cause he really needs to calm down and Seokjin was the best for that.

The phone rings, as the coach continues to try and reason with him.

“Hello, Jungkook?” Seokjin says when he answered.

“Appa, I- I need help, I-I don’t know why, but I just need to talk to you” Jungkook talks in Korean, since he doesn’t want everyone else to hear what he’s saying.

“Kookie, it’s okay tell me what’s wrong” Jin says sensing the distress in his voice.

“My team has been being rude lately and I just blew up and told them all my problems with the family and I don’t know I just freaked out, I also said I was gonna leave the team, but I don’t know why?m, I’m sorry, Appa, I know your too busy with hyung right now, but I need your help”.

“Kookie calm down, I’m never to busy to care about you, Please give the phone to Your coach”

“No, Appa I’ll look weak”.

“Please Jungkook I wanna help you”.

Jungkook reductively held out the phone to his coach who took it immediately.

Jungkook didn’t hear the conversation as he keep his face in his hands the whole time.

But after, what felt like forever, his coach patted him on the shoulder. Jungkook looked up.

“Here Kook, it’s okay, you’re gonna go home, right now, it’s okay though, you’ll be here this weekend?” He said softly.

Jungkook bit his lip, trying not to cry and nodded.

“Okay, Kook, Ill see you then, please calm down, it’ll be okay, your dad said Louie’s coming” the couch says while Jungkook looks down.

Jungkook looks up at him with tears in his eyes, “I’m sorry, coach”.

The coach pats him on the shoulder, “It’s okay Kook, I’ll text Tae, okay”.

Jungkook nods and grabs his bag. Yoongi pats him on the shoulder and they all walk to the car

Louie is there to pick them up.

He gets in the car and puts headphones in and relaxes. He falls asleep to the gentle vibrations of the car and Instagram by Dean in his ears

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

After school All the boys went to go visit Taehyung. Hoseok was the only one who stayed with Seokjin and Taehyung.

Taehyung was sitting up and on his laptop update his website, yeah Taehyung had a website at 15. Taehyung was also doing homework that Jimin had brought home.

Taehyung had texted Samantha once he was aware enough and some of his other friends too. But, he texted Samantha and told her what was going on with him and about Jimin’s situation. She said she’d watch Jimin at lunch and promised not to tell anyone else.

Namjoon arrived a little later, he had sunglasses and a big black jacket on.

“Hi dad” Taehyung and Hoseok chorused.

Namjoon took off his jacket and came in, “Hi guys”.

He kissed Seokjin on the cheek and hugged Hoseok and Taehyung.

They talked a little bit. Taehyung ate a few bits of his dinner. They were going to leave soon.

But, first Hoseok has to tell them.

He didn’t want too, he was so nervous.

“Guys” Hoseok started quietly.

They all looked up at him.

“Yeah, Hobi” Namjoon said.

“I- I made a mistake” Hoseok took a deep breathe, “Every a school knows about Tae”.

Taehyung looks at him. His bright, big eyes peering into Hoseok’s soul.

Hoseok must have looked really scared and Taehyung it was hilarious.

He started laughing.

Hoseok looked at his dads’ confused, but they looked just as confused.

Taehyung took a deep breath to compose himself, “Damn Hyung who do you think I am”.

Hoseok was still confused, “What?”.

“Hyung, I have a lot of friends, they all flooded my texts when I was absent and then with get well when they found out, damn I didn’t know it was you though. You seem pretty good a keeping secrets. I thought Jimin was the biggest blabber mouth” Taehyung says.

“Besides, this fell out of your pocket yesterday ” Taehyung reached into the draw next to his bed and pulled out the get well soon card.

“Taehyung, Why didn’t you tell anyone?” Namjoon says.

“I don’t know, thought you knew” He says shrugging.

Taehyung looked at Hoseok again and laughed, “You should have seen your face, Hyung, you looked so nervous, I swear, you think I dumb or something”.

Hoseok was still surprised, “But, what about the media”.

“They already know” Taehyung said too causally.

“what!?!?” They all day turning to him.

Taehyung opens multiple articles on his phone of Namjoon and Seokjin entering the hospital.

“You guys are famous” Taehyung says, “You thought you could hide anything”.

Namjoon sighs, “That’s why Diana wanted to talk I should have listened to her”.

Taehyung goes back on his phone, “I thought you guys, knew it’s all over. Don’t you even follow me on Instagram? Twitter? Snapchat? I even addressed it on my website”.

“You already addressed it, Taehyung?!” Seokjin says exasperated.

“Yeah, Are you guys every on the internet”.

It was only like 7 minutes ago, but Taehyung was very on top of everything.

Namjoon sighed, “I guess I don’t even have to do anything”.

Taehyung shrugged, “I guess you don’t.

“Okay Taehyung we’re gonna head out now, we’ll be back together like always” Seokjin says getting up from his chair and giving Taehyung a hug.

They all say goodbye to him and there off to home.

(If you wondering, Jungkook called Seokjin in the car)

8888888888888888888888888888888

Chapter Text

It had been 5 days since Taehyung had been admitted, he was about to be discharged.

Taehyung has a really weak immune system, so that’s why it took him a little longer to recover.

It was a Saturday so Namjoon was going to take come and drive them home.

Jimin and Hoseok were at the dance studio. Jungkook was at football practice and Yoongi was at a party.

Taehyung was sitting in his wheelchair talking with Seokjin.

Namjoon came in and they had a quick and quiet drive home.

Taehyung went to sleep, while Seokjin did some chores.

Namjoon his annual concert with Disneyland tonight.

Every year RME worked with Disneyland to make an amazing concert with like every artist from RM’s company.

Tickets ended up costing up to 9000 dollars, but people were willing to pay.

People would not only get to watch celebrities and go to Disneyland, but they would be rubbing shoulders with them all night long. Seeing them all over the park.

Of course all the kids got their friends in for free. Handing out tickets like they didn’t even matter.

Namjoon headed back over to Disneyland to prep. Seokjin and the kids we meet him there at 5.

9999999999999999999999999999999

Seokjin woke Taehyung up a 4 to go get ready for the concert.

He was tired and didn’t really wanna try, but he knew there would be tons of press and people there. There would be countless pictures taken so he had to look good.

He wore a simple outfit white graphic shirt, black pants, belt, and a jean jacket. The look was completed with tons of jewelry and black tie shoes.

He and a Seokjin drove there, listening to music. The LA traffic was god awful, but they made it there by 5.

They parked somewhere close, since they were the damn CEO’s family. They got out quickly and walked over to go in.

There were already hundreds of people waiting outside to get in.

Namjoon was waiting for them inside.

“Guys, We’re just about to open” Namjoon said excitedly once he saw them.

The doors opened and people rushed in. Taehyung stood off to the side, with his parents, trying to stay awake.

All the boy’s friends usually came to hang out with their family. Taehyung would do the same but he had to wonder, where was the rest of his brothers?

“Dad, Appa” Taehyung said turning to them, “Where are the rest of them?”.

“Good question” Namjoon said as he looked around.

“Ah, There they are” Seokjin said pointing.

All his brothers were walking over to them.
With them was their birth mother’s and they’re families. Taehyung’s grimaced a little bit.

Seokjin and Namjoon’s parents hadn’t wanted to keep a relationship with Taehyung’s birth mother. Deep down they know it wasn’t her fault, but with all the controversy surrounding Taehyung’s birth, so they thought it was best if they just dropped her.

Taehyung just feels sad he’ll never really get to know her.

All the rest of them kept in touch with there surrogate mothers. They were quite like a mother figure to them. They went to them for advice and other things.

Kinda weird, but Taehyung couldn’t help but feel a little jealous at times.

Hoseok and Jungkook shared the same birth mother, while Yoongi and Jimin had their own.

Namjoon and Seokjin we’re talking to them and Taehyung couldn’t help, but feel a bit awkward. They all said hi to him but nothing really after that.

Just then Taehyung spotted someone.

“Lily!” Taehyung yelled walking over to the family.

Lily was a four almost five year old girl, that Taehyung met through PT. Lily had taken a liking to Taehyung pretty grey hair and sweet personality. She was born with a muscle deficiency that effected her legs, speech and sometimes her hands. She was a cute little girl, with big blue eyes and long blond hair. She sat in a wheelchair being pushed by her mother. She was wearing a blue princess dress with a crown.

“Hi Taetae” she said smiling.

Taehyung stopped right in front of her and gave her a hug, “Wow I love your dress and crown!”.

She smiled big, “Thank you, Mommy bought it yesterday”.

Taehyung then looked up to see her mom whom he had also gotten close to, “Oh Hi Julie”.

Julie smiles and they hugged. Julie was a bigger, white woman who often wore a lot of makeup, today was no expectation.

“Tae” Julie said as she pulled away, “Thank you so much for these tickets, Lily is going to have so much fun”.

Taehyung had found out kinda early on that money was a little tight in there household, so Taehyung had no problem given them tickets to have a good time at Disneyland.

“It no problem guys” Taehyung said sincerely.

Julie smiled, “Oh and how rude of me, this is my husband”.

The man next to her holds out his hand, “Hi, nice to meet you my name is John”.

Taehyung shakes his hand, “My names Taehyung, just call me Tae, though”.

John, Taehyung had known, was an ex marine. He was big, solid, man.

“Oh and this is my son, Jay” Julie said pointing to a skinny, white, kid next to them.

“Hello” Taehyung waved.

“Also, I wanna day hello to Jin before we head off, where is he, Tae” Julie said looking around.

“Oh he’s right over there with my dad and brothers” Taehyung says, “I’ll walk you over there”.

Taehyung moves his wheelchair so he walks next to Julie and Lily. They talk a little as they walk.

“Tae, I just remembered are you okay!? I heard you were in the hospital.” Julie says.

Taehyung brushes her off, “I’m fine, Julie, I was a little sick, but I’m good now”.

“That’s good, Tae”.

Just then Jimin’s birth mother walks away and his family spots him.

“Hi Julie” Seokjin says giving her a hug and waving to little Lily.

They meet Namjoon and the whole family.

“I just want to thank you guys so much, for giving us the tickets, it really means a lot and it made Lily really happy” Julie said.

Lily fidgets in her chair, “Thank you, Jinnie”.

Seokjin cooed and grabs his heart, “Your very welcome, Lily”.

Julie turns to both Namjoon and Seokjin, “You guys have really raised an amazing son, Tae has been too kind to Lily and me it really means a lot, like more than I can express”.

Namjoon feels so proud, “Thank you, I swear Taehyung surprises me sometimes”.

They all laugh.

Lily turns to Julie, “Mommy, the card”.

“Oh right, hold on baby”. Julie goes to the back back on the back of Lily’s chair and pulls out a piece of paper. She hands it to Lily. Lily grabs it and hands it to Taehyung.

“Taetae, I made you a card” Lily smiles proudly.

Tae acts surprised as he looks at the messy writing it the front saying, “Thank you taetae”. Taehyung cooes.

“Awww, thank you Lily, it’s beautiful”.

Lily smiles proudly.

“Okay, Guys we won’t keep you any longer, just Thanks so much” Julie said adjusting herself.

“Bye, I hope you guys have a great night” Namjoon says and they all wave.

They walk away and disappear into the crowd of people.

“Wow, Taehyung” Namjoon says holding his heart, “Your That was so sweet, good job”.

Taehyung laughed.

Seokjin ruffled Taehyung’s hair, “Tae is always sweet”.

Namjoon smiles and gave Taehyung a hug.

“Oh shoot guys, I have to get the stage ready”, Namjoon said rushing off.

Seokjin turned to them, “Alright Guys, I’m gonna go off with your dad”.

Seokjin hugged all of them, “By careful guys, go off wherever you want and I’ll text you at 8 where to meet so we can watch the show”.

“Okay bye guys love you” Seokjin said walking away.

“Love you, too” Appa they chorused as he walked away.

“Alright guys where should we go!” Jungkook says the most excited, “I wanna go to Soace mountain!!”.

“Yeah, Lets go” Hoseok yells putting his arm around Jungkook.

“That ride always gives me a headache” Yoongi complains, “I’m staying with you on this one, Tae”.

“Haha you suck, Hyung” Jimin said to Yoongi.

Yoongi ignored him as all of them walked to space mountain.

They hung out the whole night.

They walk around and laugh. They go on a ton of rides, well Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook do. Yoongi and Taehyung don’t feel up to it. They just spend time together, like they haven’t done in a while.
They get stopped for pictures sometimes, mostly Taehyung. Mostly just rich white girls, who think Taehyung is so indie and eDgy. It’s still cool and some genuine modeling fans also stop him for pictures. His brothers make fun of him for it, but they were happy for him.

Jimin doesn’t eat.

Hoseok texts Kyle.

Yoongi is tense.

Taehyung’s back hurt.

Jungkook tried to hold it all together.

Through it all though, they all had a lot of fun. They were really happy. They took so many photos, for Instagram and Snapchat. To post later.

At eight o’clock Seokjin calls them and they meet up to watch the show.

The show was amazing, the artists sang and preformaced the best. Namjoon closed it off with, Love, his newest song. It was beautiful. Seokjin almost cries.

Afterwards, Namjoon joins them for the firework show.

Overall, it was a good day.

A good beginning.

The beginning of the end.

Chapter Text

It was Sunday. They all had nothing to do today. They were having a much needed rest day at home. The whole family just relaxing.

Hoseok was listening to music and doing is homework when a sudden huge bang made him look up.

It was Taehyung who had slammed his hand against the table.

“Taehyung” Hoseok said pulling off his headphones, “What the fuck”.

“When are you gonna tell Dad and Appa, that your gay” Taehyung said bluntly.

Hoseok looked at him shocked, “Taehyung!! I don’t know! I- I-“.

“Hyung, it’ll be okay” Taehyung said more comforting, “they deserve to know, plus all of us know, expect for Kookie”.

“I will, just give me some time” Hoseok said.

“Okay Hyung” Taehyung said, turning his wheelchair and getting out of Hoseoks room.

Hoseok sighed, “that kid”

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Taehyung went to Jimin who was watching YouTube on his laptop.

“We’re getting lunch” Taehyung said to him.

“I’m not hungry” Jimin said not looking up.

“Yes you are, and so am I” Taehyung said, pulling at Jimin’s sweater.

Jimin sighed and looked up.

“I won’t eat, if you don’t come with me” Taehyung said, like a threat.

“Taehyung you need to eat” Jimin said, concerned.

“Yeah, and so do you” Taehyung rolled his eyes.

“Fine” Jimin said after a pregnant pause, “Where are we going”.

Taehyung smiled as Jimin got up from his spot on the couch, “Well, there’s this new place I wanted to try it’s by.....”.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

“Wanna come eat, Kook” Taehyung said rolling into Jungkook’s room.

Taehyung knew Jungkook had been feeling left out lately, so he thought he’d invite him to lunch with Jimin.

“Yes!” Jungkook jumped up, “Where too”.

“Damn you said yes quick” Taehyung teased.

“I love to eat Hyung what can I say” Jungkook laughed following Taehyung out of the room.

nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

Taehyung and Jungkook met up with Jimin who was putting on his shoes by the door.

Jungkook went to put on his shoes, while Taehyung went to tell his parents they were leaving.

Yoongi was sitting next to Namjoon on the computer, while Seokjin was reading.

“Dad, Appa” Taehyung yelled, “Me, Jimin and Jungkook are going to lunch”.

Seokjin looks up from his book, “Okay, who’s gonna take you”.

Taehyung shrugs, “Louie probably, Hope doesn’t wanna come”.

“Unless, Hyung you wanna drive us” Taehyung says to Yoongi.

“Actually” Yoongi says, “I can take you guys”.

“Oh my god” Taehyung smiles, “Really, Hyung”.

Yoongi stood up, “Yeah, I could use a break”.

“Where are you guys going” Namjoon said.

“I wanted to try this new Greek place” Taehyung said.

“Oh that one, near the El Pollo Loco” Yoongi said.

Taehyung nods.

“Wow that’d be fun”, Yoongi says picking up his phone, “I’ll take you guys”.

“Okay guys, be safe” Seokjin says.

Namjoon pushes the chair Yoongi was sitting in, “Take Jin’s car, Suga”.

Yoongi nods and takes the keys.

“Bye” Taehyung says walking out.

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

All of them head to the place in Seokjin’s car. It’s a 15 minutes drive.

They listen to music, laugh, talk and just generally have a good time.

Taehyung sits in the front seat with Yoongi, while Jimin and Jungkook sit in the back.

They get to the place in twenty minutes. They get out quickly and head over to the restaurant.

They’re were a few people waiting outside, not to bad for lunch time on a Sunday.

Taehyung was rolling up to it, when he saw something that made his heart drop.

The only way up to the restaurant was by stairs.

He stopped when he saw it.

Jimin didn’t miss a beat.

“Hey Tae, there’s probably a ramp round back, I’ll go ask them” Jimin says patting him on the back.

“I’ll wait with you” Jungkook said.

Yoongi looks at Taehyung, “I’ll go with Jimin”.

Taehyung nods feeling bad. There wasn’t many times stuff like this happened, Taehyung wasn’t one to complain about his disability, but when stuff like this happened it hurt.

Taehyung tried so hard to be independent and not let anything get in his way. Stairs just made him feel weak.

Jungkook noticed Taehyung was upset, “It’s okay, Hyung”.

Taehyung nodded again at him and faked a smile. He didn’t feel that hungry anymore.

Jimin ran up the stairs with Yoongi by his side. They were just hoping there really was a ramp around back.

When end they reached the restaurant, There was a friendly looking lady standing at the counter waiting to seat them.

She smiled at them, “Hi, how many”.

Jimin smiled back, “Actually, It’s for 4, but where is your guys wheelchair entrance, my brother can’t get up the stairs”.

She looked up from grabbing the meanus, her mouth made the shape of an O, “Um, we don’t have one”.

Yoongi sighed, Taehyung was gonna be sad. And Jimin was pissed.

“You guys, don’t have one? You opened in LA and you guys don’t have one handicapped entrance” Jimin said raising his eyebrows.

The girl looked scared, she was clearly new and had no idea how to deal with this, “Can I call my manager and maybe you can talk to her”.

“I’d love to” Jimin crosses his arms.

As she walked away, Jimin almost felt bad for yelling at her. But then he pictured Taehyung and he didn’t feel bad at all.

The new girl came back with a middle aged white woman. She looked kinda annoyed, till she saw Jimin.

Jimin immediately knew her type, She probably loved Seokjin when she was younger and had kept up with his family antics, so she definitely recognized Jimin and Yoongi.

“Hello guys, I’m so sorry we don’t have one yet, we are working on it, it just got pushed back” She said sounding genuinely sincere.

Jimin scoffed and Yoongi finally spoke up, “I don’t understand why you would open without one, you must know this isn’t good for your business”.

They lady grimaced, “I’m sorry, Mr. Kim, if you would like Some workers can help your brother up”.

Jimin feels the anger rise one way again, “Are you kidding, that’s humiliating”.

The lady sighed, “We’re really sorry but we just opened, you have to understand we-“.

“We don’t have to understand shit” Jimin said looking her straight in the eyes.

“Jimin, calm down” Yoongi said quietly to him.

Both the ladies looked surprised at them.

“Well, I guess you won’t be getting our business then” Yoongi said, “Also, I’m sure my Dads will be thrilled to hear about this”.

Yoongi took a business card from the desk.

The manger winced, “I’m so sorry guys, I..” She didn’t know what to say.

“God” Jimin sighed walking out the door, Yoongi following closely behind.

They walked down the stairs with a bad feeling in their stomach. They met up with Jungkook and Taehyung. They were standing off to the side on their phones.

They looked up as soon as they saw them coming.

“So where is it” Jungkook said standing up.

Jimin sighed, “their isn’t”.

“What the hell, why not?!” Jungkook said, angry.

Taehyung grimaced, knowing this would happen.

“Shut up, Jungkook we already dealt with it” Yoongi said rolling his eyes.

Jungkook just scoffed.

“I’m sorry guys, I know everyone wanted to try it” Taehyung said looking down.

“No no no” Jimin said, “Tae, they should have a ramp it’s not your fault”.

Taehyung knew that, but being sorry was easier than being mad, sad or embarrassed.

How he truly felt.

“Taehyung, listen” Yoongi said facing Taehyung, “Stop, it’s there fault, not yours”.

Taehyung just nods.

“Let’s go to Everytable” Jimin says.

“That sound better than this place” Jungkook laughs.

Taehyung fakes a smile as they all head to the car.

They banter some more as they make their way to the restaurant.

The boys are trying to make him feel better. Jimin actually eats and Yoongi is able to stay calm.

Taehyung helped them, but they can’t seem to do the same.

They enjoy their food, but to Taehyung the food doesn’t taste as good.

8888888888888888888888888888888

When they get home Taehyung goes straight up to his room.

“Hey guys, how was lunch” Seokjin says sitting at the table.

Taehyung doesn’t answer him as he immediately goes up to his room.

Seokjin looks at the rest of them, “What happened.”

Namjoon walks in, “What did happen”.

Jimin sighed, “They new place had stairs and.... no ramp”.

Seokjin puts down his phone, “What?!? Why!?”.

“What the fuck” Namjoon takes a deep breath, “God.. That’s so hard on Taehyung”.

Seokjin nodds putting his head in his hands.

“I’ll go talk to him” Namjoon says, getting up.

He quickly sits back down as Taehyung comes back into the room.

“Hi, Tae” Namjoon says awkwardly.

“Guys, it’s fine, It is it happens” Taehyung says, “It’s just hard sometimes, you know”.

They don’t understand. They don’t get it and they never will, Taehyung realizes.

“It’s okay to feel mad or upset, Taehyungie” Namjoon says gently.

Taehyung nods, “I know, I’m just I don’t know, I can’t explain it, you guys don’t understand”.

They look at him curiously, really trying to understand.

Taehyung just feels fed up with them. He knows they mean well, it just gets on his nerves.

Taehyung sighs, “It’s fine guys. I’ll be in my room”.

He leaves again leaving the family to themselves once again.

Taehyung feels frustrated, they don’t get it and it hurts.

Instead he just goes up to his room. Quietly listens to music buy himself, trying calm down.

8888888888888888888888888888888

The next day, was Taehyung’s first day back at school, since he got out of hospital.

It was very cold, well for LA. Taehyung was where like 3 layers, since he was awful at dealing with temperature change.

They day went pretty smoothly.

After school, he has a doctor’s appointment, which he was not looking forward to. They were going to do tests and see what getting sepsis did to his body.

For now, he enjoyed seeing his friends again and being back to doing something.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

Things were getting better for Jungkook. His friends from Football were talking to him.

They were slowly, but surely mending their friendship.

Which was good.

He was happy.

777777777777777777777777777777777

Jimin had gotten a long message from Taehyung telling him, he should really eat and that he was going to make sure he did.

Jimin sometimes just felt like Taehyung read his mind.

Because, they text said that Jimin was worth it and whatever logic he had in his head was stupid.

Jimin almost cried.

And he ate, his sandwich at lunch.

676767676767676767676767676767676

Hoseok had made the decision, he was going to tell, his dads and brothers tomorrow at dinner tonight.

He was so fucking nervous.

He knew deep down nothing would change, but he still couldn’t shake the nervous feeling he had.

Taehyung and Yoongi already knew.

But, the rest of the family didn’t.

Hoseok worried about it all day.

He couldn’t even look Tyler in the eyes that day.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Yoongi was having a really good day.

There was a new girl in his grade.

Her name was Evie.

She was sweet and gentle. Her big brown eyes mad Yoongis heart flutter whenever she looked into his.

Yoongi had never been in a serious relationship, because he was seriously scared of it.

But, Evie was so kind and gentle.

Yoongi couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like for her to think of him as anything more than a friend.

When ever Yoongi talked to her, He felt like he was on a big pink bubble, where everything was right it the world.

Call him dramatic.

Or call it love.

Chapter Text

They all met up after school as always.

They walked to the car, quietly.

It was Seokjin driving them home.

Yoongi was texting Evie. She was using cute emojis that made Yoongi smile, from his spot in the front seat.

Seokjin noticed, “What are you giggling about?”.

Yoongi pulled his phone to his chest, “Nothing”.

He looked out the window hiding a smile, “Nothing at all”.

Taehyung yawned, “Hyung’s texting a girrrll”.

“TAEHYUNG” Yoongi screamed surprised he knew, first off, and suprised he would say anything.

Jimin and Jungkook giggles from the back.

Hoseok laughed very loudly, “Wow, Hyung, you got yourself a girl”.

Seokjin smiled, “That’s so cute Yoongi what’s her name, are you dating”.

Yoongi sighed turning off his phone, “Her names Evie, and were not dating”.

“Aww, You’ll get there Hyung” Jimin laughed.

“I wish people would like me” Taehyung said leaning his head back, “If I could walk, all the girls would be all over me, and guys too”.

Seokjin almost swerved, “Tae-“.

Taehyung laughed, without much emotion, “Only joking guys”.

They didn’t seem to find it that funny.

Taehyung changed the subject, “Evie’s sweet, Hyung, I was talking to her today”.

Yoongi smiled, gums on full display, while back on his phone.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

They got home and Seokjin dropped the kids off at home, before taking Taehyung to his doctors appointment.

They just did a bunch of tests and stuff, Taehyung was just bored and tired.

They said they’d call for the results sometime later.

Seokjin and Taehyung headed home, Namjoon had picked up Thai food, so Jin would have not to cook.

Taehyung was about to get out of the car, when he felt a wave a pain go through his back.

Unlike the usual dull ache, it was sudden and sharp.

It fucking hurt.

He stopped what he was doing and unintentionally groaned.

“Tae?” Seokjin said walking over, “Are you okay”.

Taehyung was bent over breathing kinda heavy. He was tense.

He looked up and swallowed, “Yeah, just hurts suddenly”.

Seokjin put his hand on his shoulder gently, “What hurts, baby”.

Taehyung looked down again and took a deep breath.

Then nearly a second later the tension was released. He took a deep breath and let go of his grip on his pants, that he didn’t even realize he grabbed.

“I’m okay” he said taking a deep breath, “It gone now”.

Seokjin looked at him worried, “What was that Tae”.

Taehyung looked up at him, “Iy was my back, it’s good now, just a wave of pain I guess”.

Seokjin nodded, It wasn’t uncommon for Taehyung to have waves of horrible back pain, but it was concerning none the less.

“Let’s go now”, Taehyung said, moving his hands to get in his wheelchair.

Seokjin stopped him, “Let me help you this time, Tae”.

Taehyung looked up at him with wide eyes, “Appa, no I’m fine now”.

“Taehyung, your hands are shaking” Seokjin said, gently not wanting to make him upset.

Taehyung looked down and his hands were in fact shaking.

He sighed knowing he’d lost, “Okay”.

Seokjin put his arm around Taehyung and slowly helped him transfer to his wheelchair.

Seokjin went to close the door and Taehyung sped off, not wanting to be pushed inside.

Jin just sighed and closed the door before following Taehyung inside.

@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&

They got inside and Taehyung could already smell the good Thai food wafting to his nose.

Usually it would smell good. But it made Taehyung feel sick.

Taehyung said hello to Namjoon as he sat down on the table.

His brothers came out sort of one by one. All sitting in there usual seats.

Taehyung put his head down.
Out of the corner of his eye. He say Jin whispering to Namjoon and Namjoon glance at him. Taehyung knew it was about him.

Finally Hoseok was the last one to join them at the table. He looked kinda sick, nervous.

Taehyung gasped.

He knew what this meant.

Taehyung looked at him and gave him a look.

Hoseok knew what he meant as he nodded nervously.

Yoongi patted him on the back as he sat down.

Finally, Namjoon and Seokjin brought the food over to the table so they could all eat.

They all dig in as the fall into comfortable conversation. Talking about school, work and really whatever comes to mind.

About Ten minutes, Hoseok drops his fork and clears his throat.

They all look at him.

Taehyung and Yoongi know what’s up.

“What’s wrong Hobi” Namjoon says curiously.

Hoseok takes a deep breath, “I have something to tell everyone”.

Seokjin and they rest perk up. Upon go’s at the edge of his seat. He wouldn’t tell him, but Yoongi is so fucking happy for Hoseok. It makes him proud.

“What is it, Son” Namjoon says laying down his fork.

“I- I- think I’m ... gay?” Hoseok says nervously.

Seokjin and Namjoon burst out laughing.

Hoseok looks scared.

“Oh my god” Seokjin says between laughs, “I’m sorry babe.. it’s just”.

They keep laughing kinda like they can’t stop.

Hoseok looks a little shocked.

Namjoon smacks Hoseok on the shoulder, “I think.. that’s okay, I mean Me and my fucking gay husband think it’s okay to be gay”.

“Nope... Hobi, get out your disowned, Your no son of mine” Seokjin laughs as he mocks his traumatic experience with coming out.

Hoseok smiles shyly.

Jimin and Jungkook look ecstatic.

“Hyung!!” Jungkook shouts, “I’m so happy for you!!”.

Jimin smiled puts his hand over his heart, “I feel like, I’ve known forever”.

“I already knew” Taehyung brags, “Hyung told me”.

“Hey if this is a competition” Yoongi says, “I knew first”.

Hoseok smiles so big, “Guys, I think I knew first”.

They all bust up again.

Hoseok looks down shyly, “Why was I so nervous?”.

Namjoon touches his shoulder, “Awww Hobi, it’s a big thing”.

He pulls Hoseok into a hug, “I’m so proud of you”.

Hoseok almost wants to cry as he hugs back.

Seokjin hugs him and so does the rest of his family.

He really does love them so much.

55555555555555555555555555555555

They all hands out the rest of the day around the house, doing homework, watching TV, or listening to music.

Everyone in the house goes to sleep happy.

It’s a nice feeling.

Yoongi talks to Evie.

Hoseok can finally breath.

Jimin eats.

Jungkook feels like he knows his brothers again.

And Taehyung.

He feels alright, going to sleep.

()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()(

They next day, they get up like any other morning. They all do there own thing.

This morning, though, Seokjin decided to cook breakfast for them, which he only usually does on weekends.

There all sitting at the table, waiting for Seokjin when. The home phone rang.

Taehyung knew it was the hospital, since literally nobody else called the home phone.

He moved and picked it up quick, since he was right next to him.

Namjoon tries to grab it from him. But Taehyung moves away.

He wanted to hear it.

“Kim Taehyung” Namjoon said getting up, “Give me the phone”.

Taehyung shook his head and put his hand up cause the lady was about to speak.

Namjoon sighed at Seokjin came in and stood next to him.

They both looked at him with the phone to his ear.

“Hello” the nice lady on the phone said.

“Good morning” Taehyung replied politely.

“This is for Kim Taehyung’s results”

“This is he”

“Okay, well it turns out your liver is also messed up from the sepsis, it’s seems like it’s failing, We have diagnosed you with multi-organ failure. I can tell you about the treatments now, but I must tell you it does not look good, you must have known this was coming, I’m very sorry”.

Taehyung’s eyes got wide and his jaw dropped.

He swallowed. This wasn’t good.

This really wasn’t fucking good.

Seokjin looked at him. Taehyung couldn’t handle it he handed the phone to Namjoon. And moved quickly away.

This was all to much. Too much too little time.

His eyes were wide, as Seokjin came over to him.

“Taehyung What is it” Seokjin said.

Namjoon was on the phone and all the brothers were looking half curious half scared at him.

“What is it, Tae” Seokjin said louder this time.

“Organ failure” Taehyung said bluntly.

Seokjin gasped along with all his other brothers.

Taehyung was mad, scared, and sad. He felt everything. But he did what emotion was easiest for a teenage boy to feel. He got pissed. Namjoon and Seokjin knew he didn’t have long.

“You knew” Taehyung said looking up at them in panic.

“What, Tae” Seokjin said looking like he was gonna cry.

“You knew, I wasn’t gonna live long. I was always fucking sick, You knew” Taehyung half shouts.

Namjoon hang up the phone and comes over with Seokjin to try to calm Taehyung.

The other boys are shocked. Taehyung never lost his cool like that. And he’s never cussed at Seokjin.

Seokjin put his hand and Taehyung shoulder as he looked down, “Tae.. please calm down”.

“No!!” Taehyung shrugged his hand off roughly, “Answer me. You knew?!? You knew I wasn’t gonna make it to fucking adulthood. I was always sick. I was never well! Why didn’t you tell me. You gave me a false hope of a future”.

Taehyung’s big watery eyes, pierced Namjoon and Seokjin.

Seokjin is pretty much crying now, “They said you’d at least make it to your twenties. They said we had time!!”.

Taehyung scoffed, “I can’t believe you, You never thought of telling me, that could be important!!”.

“Taehyung your 15, that would just be morbid” Namjoon tries.

“It’s about me, Dad!! I don’t give a shit, I had they right to know!!” Taehyung cries.

“It’s not that bad yet Taehyung” Namjoon tries again, “There’s treatment, you can have surgery or treatment, there’s stuff we can do!!!”.

Taehyung brushes his hand through his hair.

He looks up at Namjoon, “I’m so tired Dad, I’m so fucking tired of this. Have you ever had surgery dad? Cause I have. And you know what? It fucking sucks. All of it sucks. I’m tired of it. My back always hurts! My head always hurts! I can’t fucking eat! But I can throw up! I’m always tired, but I can’t sleep! Oh yeah and I. Can’t. Fucking. Walk. All of this for 15 years!! It’s torture! Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe dying will make it all better”.

They all look at him in shock and sadness.
Taehyung had never been one to complain. But he fucking snapped. And it was bad.

Jungkook wanted to cry, “You don’t mean that, Hyung!”.

Taehyung looks him in the eyes, “I’m sorry, brat, maybe you don’t get it”.

“Maybe none of you get it”

“Cause I mean it”.

“Taehyung!! Stop it!!” Seokjin shouts, “Your not gonna... your not gonna.. Tae... stop” he struggles to find the words, cause he doesn’t even know.

Taehyung’s right, he doesn’t get it. He’ll never understand what Taehyung is going through.

Jimin looked at Taehyung, “Tae, please, try to calm down, it’ll be okay”.

Taehyung’s face crumbles, “no it won’t be okay, it won’t be”.

He starts sobbing, hard. Finally, his back shakes as he leans over and he cries. Everything he’s held in he cries.

Seokjin comes and hugs Taehyung, “My baby, I’m so sorry”.

Seokjin cries.

Namjoon looks at them and grabs a pen off the table and throws it. He grabs the a paper and crumbles it up, before smashing it into the ground.

“It’s so fucking unfair” Namjoon yells, “God, Tae, it’s so not fair”.

He gently walks over to Seokjin who’s just let go of Taehyung. Taehyung looks up at him with wet eyes. Namjoon touches his face gently, “I’m so sorry, Taehyungie, Life’s been so hard to you and your so young”.

Taehyung doesn’t say anything he just hugs his dad, “I’m sorry, dad”.

Taehyung’s tears soak Namjoon’s expensive work cloths, but Namjoon couldn’t care less.

“It’s okay, Taetae” Namjoon whispers, “It’s okay”.

Namjoon can’t help but remember a baby Taehyung, maybe 4 or 5 years old. He needed a liver transplant, his eyes stained yellow from jaundice. He cried so much, his stomach hurt so bad.

Namjoon just wanted to make him feel better.

Namjoon remembered when Taehyung was just born the nurses rushed him away, doing test and test trying to figure out what was wrong with him.

He remembers sitting with Seokjin in the dimly lit waiting room, stressed. Not knowing anything about what was gonna happen to their baby.

He remembers taking out Taehyung to Disneyland when he was 3 years old. He remembers taking Taehyung in his little wheelchair, pushing him all around the park. His eyes were wide with amusement, seeing Disneyland for the first time.

He remembers all of it. Every single moment.

He prays he’ll never forget.

It’s almost as if the call was a death wish.

The call.

Chapter Text

“Taehyung, please” Namjoon pleased.

Taehyung had not gone to school today and Namjoon was trying to convince him to do treatment for his failing liver.

Seokjin was there too as they sat on the kitchen table.

“You can pump me full of pills all you want, but we all know all that’s doing is buying time” Taehyung says matter of factly.

“But Taehyung, no it could help, they said the surgery can help” Seokjin pleaded.

“No they said it would slow it down” Taehyung said.

“So what do we do Taehyung?” Namjoon threw his hands in the air, “Your my son, Taehyung, my baby, I love you, we can’t just do nothing”.

“I told you, I’ll take the pills, but we all know with multi organ failure means, it was brought on by sepsis, It means my organs are failing. All of them. Yeah my kidneys may be closer, then my liver, but we all know what comes next”, his big watery eyes stare into his parents, “Respiratory Failure, soon I won’t even be able to breath”.

Namjoon’s eyes water, “Taehyung you’re too smart”.

“This can’t be happening” Seokjin says standing up and panting, “Your fifteen baby not 70, We shouldn’t have to talk like this”.

Taehyung looks down and panics, “I don’t wanna die, Appa”.

Seokjin lets out a sob and sits down as close to Taehyung as his wheelchair will allow.

“I don’t wanna die” He looks at Namjoon.

“There’s so much more I wanna do. I want to fall in love. I want to see the world. I want to run. God... I wish I could walk. I want to get married. I want to be a model. I want to finish high school at least” He cries.

Taehyung finshes as he wipes a tear drop from his cheek, “But, it’ll be okay”.

Namjoon looked up crying, “I won’t be okay, Taehyung”.

“Yes you will be, Dad” Taehyung says smiling, “Enjoy what we have left, Please”.

“Please” Taehyung begs looking at them.

“Taehyung... God your just so much better than us, I’m so sorry this has to happen to you, you deserve so much better” Seokjin sobbed.

Taehyung nodded, “I wish, it didn’t happenen, but I think everything happens for a reason”.

Namjoon cries and hugs Taehyung, “I love you so much, Taehyung, Please never forget it, Please”.

Taehyung nodded.

“We have to tell, your brothers” Seokjin cried.

Taehyung nodded, “I guess we do”.

Namjoon slowly got up and got each of his sons from there respected rooms. He just called them and told them to go to the dining room table with Seokjin and Taehyung. They all looked confused and very worried.

It broke his heart, what they were going to have to tell them.

It fucking broke Namjoons heart to think about it.

He could nearly fucking process it.

One second Taehyung was fine and now...

Now he’s dying.

Namjoon knew deep inside Taehyung was never fine, but to him he was.

And Taehyung definitely played it off that way to all his brothers and friends.

It would shake them to their core.

It did to Namjoon.

Namjoon slowly walked Hoseok over to where Seokjin and the rest were sitting.

“What’s going on” Jimin practically yelled as soon as Namjoon sat down.

Taehyung was looking down at his hand, twiddling with his fingers. What was the fuck was he supposed to say?

Seokjin looked so fucking heartbroken and done, that Namjoon wanted to scream.

Seokjin looked at all of his sons. They were terrified.

“Guys, this may be confusing, or hard to hear, but..” he stops suddenly words getting caught in his throat.

Taehyung sobs from where he looks down.

They glance at. Namjoon hoping for answers, but quickly look away as they see tears running down his cheeks.

“Guys, I... I don’t have long” Taehyung says through sobs.

Seokjin winces.

The brothers are all confused and shocked.

Jungkook starts crying almost immediately, “Hyung... no”.

Jimin cries too. He can’t believe it.

Hoseok doesn’t know what to do, he can’t cry. The tears physically won’t come out. At least not yet.

Yoongi knew this was coming, but it was so fucking hard to hear. His chest almost physically hurts from the news.

“I know this might be confusing or sudden” Seokjin starts, “And that’s my fault, all his life Taehyung was struggling so much, and know his body has had enough”.

They brothers are crying, sobbing.

It’s so shocking all they can do is ugly cry. It all makes no sense and it all happened so fast, they can’t even comprehend. They all just want to wake up from this horrible nightmare and go back to the real world, where the healthy Taehyung was.

But this was the real world.

The cruel, cruel world.

“I’m going to enjoy this time I have left” Taehyung says after a while.

“You guys, will be okay” Taehyung says gently.

He grabs Jungkook’s hand, “It’ll be okay, Kook”.

Jungkook looks back up with him with watery eyes, “This can’t be real, Hyung”.

Taehyung nods confirming this is happening.

“I’m going to miss you so much” Jungkook sobs, “You can’t go”.

Taehyung looks at the rest of them, “I don’t want to, I’m so scared”.

Taehyung looks down again, “I don’t think I really have a choice in the matter”.

“Taehyung, your my best friend, your my brother” Jimin comes over to him sobbing, “You’ve done so much for me”.

“I’m going to miss you so much” Jimin cries, “this isn’t fair”.

“This doesn’t make sense” Hoseok said.

Yoongi looked up at Taehyung, “What is it, Why can’t they fix it”.

“They can’t, all they can do is buy time” Taehyung cries, “I cant do that”.

“Why not?” Yoongi begs.

“I’m so tired of it, Yoongi, aren’t you? It’s going to painful and not worth it” Taehyung says.

“But, Taehyung, you can’t just... you can’t just.. give up” Yoongi says crying.

“I’m not giving up, My organs are” Taehyung snapped.

Yoongi flinched.

“Please, Guys” Taehyung said crying, “Let me enjoy these next two months or so”.

Yoongi’s crying a lot now, “Whatever You want, Tae”.

Taehyung took a deep breath, “I’m going to go take a nap now”.

He turned his wheelchair.

“Dad and Appa, you will make the proper arrangements?” Taehyung says as he wipes his tears, “Jimin, take care of my friends at school I don’t think I wanna deal with that”.

They nod.

“And Dad, I think I will take you up on those gigs you got me” Taehyung says turning around for a bit, “If I’m gonna doe a model”.

Seokjin nods, “We’ll take care of it, Tae”.

Namjoon smiles softly, “I’ve had gigs lined up for months”.

Taehyung smiles softly.

“Thank you guys”.

He heads off to his room.

God their gonna fucking miss him.

Chapter Text

Taehyung woke up from his nap and it almost felt like nothing had happened at all.

Everything was normal and fine for a minute.

But after that minute, he came to and realized that nothing was normal or calm.

He felt the dry tear stains on his cheeks.

He had cried himself to sleep.

He was so fucking scared.

He sat up slowly rubbing his eyes. It was 3 o’clock.

He had slept a long time.

His room was dark, but the hall light was on.

Taehyung sighed as he grabbed his wheelchair and got in it before going out to the kitchen where Seokjin was making dinner.

He rubbed his eyes.

Seokjin noticed him and came and gave him a hug.

“Where did the rest go” Taehyung asked gently, once his father had pulled away.

Seokjin sat down with him at the table, “Your brothers went to go workout”.

Taehyung brushes through his hair, “That’s good, Is everyone okay?”.

“I don’t think they’ve fully processed it” Seokjin says, “Your Dad went to work to make arrangements, he’s not going to be going in a lot these next two months”.

Taehyung smiles lightly, “That’s gonna suck for him”.

Seokjin touches his hair, “This is your last week at school, I hope it’s as normal as possible”.

Taehyung smiles sadly, “I don’t wanna tell my friends, I feel like I don’t wanna tell anyone”.

Taehyung looks up at Seokjin, “Is that Selfish?”.

Seokjin brushes the hair out of Taehyung’s face, “I don’t think so, baby, I think you should tell Samantha, she’s been your best friend forever she’ll be deviated”.

Taehyung speaks gently, “I wanna model, I don’t want the world to know I’m dying. Can we do that?”.

“Anything you want, baby, Tell your father, he’ll do it” Seokjin eyes water.

“We called your doctor and told her the destion” Seokjin says, as Taehyung pays close attention to him, “She says, that we shouldn’t do treatment, she doesn’t think your body can handle it, it’s more likely to cost you time than buy it”.

Taehyung looks down, “It’s kinda what I expected”.

“Your father was really upset, it’s going to be so hard on him, Taehyungie” Seokjin, “I think it’s gonna be hard on everyone”.

Taehyung wanted to cry, he felt so bad.

“My parents are coming from Korea in three weeks” Seokjin continues, “I told all our relatives, their all sorry”.

Taehyung nods agian, not sure what else to say.

“Your brothers should be coming in about 20 minutes, I’ll go back to making dinner”.

Seokjin left Taehyung all by himself.

He was on his phone scrolling though Instagram when Namjoon came inside.

He ran over to Taehyung who sitting by himself, “I got you a gig this weekend, I can’t wait, it’s actually gonna be all of you guys, for a magazine. I’m tired of the rumors. I also want pictures of all of you. It’s going to be an interview. Then all of you will have a shoot. The interview will be on paper so it won’t be filmed.”

Taehyung smiled, “that sounds nice, actually”.

“Yeah afterwards, their will be a ton of stuff for just you”, Namjoon says.

“Can’t wait”

Finally the rest of the boys got home. They were all hot and sweaty as the ran into the kitchen to go get snacks. And just like it always was Seokjin screamed at them to wait till dinner.

Taehyung smiled at the familiarity.

He clung to it like it was his last life source.

Everything might be falling apart.

At least somethings will stay the same.

&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@

He went to school the next day.

All the looks of putty from his teachers made him want to leave.

His friends were nice to him.

They had no idea.

He always came to class after the bell rang. The school was rather crowded.
So he left class after the bell so he could make it to class with no trouble. The school was okay with it. Plus it was only like the first five minutes of class.

He walked into the math class late, like usual. He just strolled like usual. Expect this time everyone looked it him.

Taehyung looked up to see his math teacher, but instead it was a sub.

Taehyung sighed as the sun stared at him and just rolled over to his desk.

“Why are you late” The sub said before Taehyung could get to his desk.

“Couldn’t get here fast enough, I’m sorry” Taehyung stopping.

The sub scoffed and rolled his eyes, as if he wanted to get on Taehyung’s nerves.

“What’s your name, son, I already took roll” the sub said annoyed.

Taehyung cleared hi throat, “Taehyung Kim”.

“Huh” the sub said marking his paper and lifting his paper.

“What’s your problem” Taehyung ssod finally having enough.

Jimin looked at him from across the room. He was telling Taehyung to calm down.

But, Taehyung didn’t care. He was dying.

Everything seems to have such little meaning when your dying.

“Excuse me, Taehyung” The sub said.

Taehyung looked at him, “I said what the fuck is your problem”.

The sub gasped.

The whole class.

Jimin stood up, “Taehyung that’s enough stop it!”.

“Jimin” Taehyung said testing him.

“No Taehyung. You shouldn’t have even come today” Jimin said getting out of his chair.

He walked over to Taehyung, almost stomping. He put his hand on Taehyung’s wheelchair and started pushing it out the door.

“Hey, hey, hey Jimin what are you doing” Taehyung yelled trying to break free.

Jimin held tighter and pulled him outside.

Once they were outside Jimin let go and faced Taehyung.

“Taehyung, Please you can’t just cuss out a sub like that” Jimin pleaded.

“Did you see how he was acting!?” Taehyung exclaimed.

Jimin sighed, “You would have never done that before”.

Taehyung sighed.

“It’s okay, you should go home now you look tired, actually you shouldn’t have came at all” Jimin said.

Taehyung was upset now, “What am I supposed to do, Jimin?”.

“Nothing matters, I’ll be dead before I see that guy again”

“Taehyung!!” Jimin’s eyes were wide.

“You guys have got to stop denying the inevitable, I’m going to die, we can talk about it” Taehyung said seriously.

“B-But Taehyung that’s so ... morbid” Jimin stuttered.

“It is what it is” Taehyung shrugged.

Jimin looked at him a second, thinking about what he could say to comfort him. Once he couldn’t think of anything for awhile. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket.

“I’m calling Appa” Jimin said, breaking eye contact and walking away”.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, but let Jimin do waht he needed too.

Hey, his brothers had to cope some way too.

Jimin worrying was normal.

Familiar.

Familiarity is nice.

Familiarity is safe.

And what was happening to him was anything but Familiar.

Chapter Text

The days passed far to quickly.

Everyone in the family was doing their best to ignore the fact Taehyung was dying.

Yoongi is the only one acting really stand-offish. He hasn’t even looked Taehyung in the eyes since that day.

Namjoon had gotten tons of modeling jobs for Taehyung, which generally went very well.

Taehyung did not go to school anymore, he was often tired.

Taehyung’s social media had blown up.
He had nearly 3 million followers on Instagram and it was growing more with every shoot and interview he did.

The world saw his androgynous image and pretty face. They just feel in love. He was also so charming in everything he did.

It also helped that he was the son of Namjoon and Seokjin who promoted him big time.

There were many articles of Taehyung being the young Asian American influencer the world needed.

He was a hot topic.

Taehyung was happy and famous. But his health was failing and his family could tell.

He tried so hard to be strong, but he couldn’t hide his stomach pain and constant fatigue.

He had lost some weight from the loss of appetite and nausea. His big eyes had a yellow tint.

He was getting sicker by the day.

It absolutely broke Seokjin’s heart, who spent the most time with him.

The day before Seokjin’s parents were going to be here. Taehyung had developed a new symptom.

They were sitting at home Seokjin was on the computer, while Taehyung came down from his nap.

“Hi Appa” Taehyung said casually going over.

Seokjin looked up, “Hey Tae, come look at this”.

Seokjin was shopping online for some new sunglasses for himself.

Seokjin clicked on one of them, “What do you think of these.

Taehyung looked for a second at the screen then at Seokjin.

“Hmm, let me see the different colors” Taehyung reached for the mouse when suddenly his hands started shaking like in a flapping motion.

He pulled away and grabbed his wrist in surprise.

“Oh my god” Taehyung said, his mouth and eyes wide.

Seokjin, who has spent a long time doing research, reacted calmly. He had heard of hand tremors as a symptom of liver failure.

He gently grabbed Taehyung hand, “It’s okay babe, it’s a synonym, it’s okay”.

Taehyung nodded still kind of in shock.

Seokjin decided just to keep talking, maybe that would make him feel better.

“How about some lunch, Tae” Seokjin said getting up, “I’ll make you something”.

9999999999999999999999999999999

The next day was a Saturday and at noon all the boys would make their way out to LAX to go pick up Seokjin’s mom and dad.

Namjoon was nervous, Seokjin was stressed. All the boys were excited.

Kim Minyoung was Seokjin’s mother. She wore expensive clothes, jewelry, and makeup. She had short black hair. Minyoung is a short woman, she barely reached 5’ 1 with the heals she always wore. She has a fiery and sarcastic personality that did not match her height.

She absolutely loves her grandchildren. She stressed Namjoon out and annoyed Seokjin.

To Taehyung she was like an icon. In her old pictures she looked like a goddess. Today she was so sarcastic and ... herself.
She didn’t take shit from anyone and Taehyung looked up to her.

He just tried to ignore her anti-gay past.

After they picked them up, they would go home to drop their stuff off then, they would go to Jungkook’s football game.

Taehyung got in the car and sat next to Yoongi.

He went to talk to him, but Yoongi put his headphones in and faced the other direction.

Taehyung sighed and put in his headphones too. He feel asleep to the gently vibration of the car.

When he woke up they were at the airport.

They made quick work of getting out the car, then headed to go wait at the terminal.

The flight let out, Tae was just sitting quietly when he heard the unmistakable loud voice of his Grandmother, “YA, KIM SEOKJIN”.

Minyoung came running with her husband behind her holding the bags.

Namjoon went to go help their grandfather, while Seokjin accepted the hug from his mom.

“Umma” Seokjin said hugging her tightly, “I missed you”.

“I missed you too, son” Minyoung said pulling away, “You’ve Gaines Wright, though haven’t you”.

Seokjin sighed, he knew this was coming.

“Thank, Umma” Seokjin sighed.

There grandmother had never bothered to learn English, so they spoke to her in Korean.

“Halmeoni !!” Jungkook yelled.

“Ah, Jungkookie” She ran over and gave Jungkook a tight hug, “My baby, I missed you”.

They all hugged her happily.

Minyoung came over to Taehyung lastly, she had a sad look and her face upon seeing him.

She grabbed his face with her red nail polished hands. She looked at him for a few seconds before pulling him into an extra tight hug.

“Airport, Taehyungie, you’re too skinny” She sadly, “You don’t look so good”.

Taehyung looked up at her sadly, “I missed you, Halmeoni”.

She took a deep breath trying not to cry, “I missed you too, Taetae” She touches his hair, “What’s with this hair color, though”.

Taehyung laughed, same old Halmeoni.

“Namjoon-Ah, you really allowed this” Minyoung said pointing at Hoseok, Jimin, and Taehyung’s hair.

Namjoon looked around and ran a hand through his own pink hair, “Yes I suppose I did”.

Minyoung laughed and gave Namjoon a hug, “Good to see you, Joon-Ah”.

Namjoon hugged back, “Good to see you,
Umunim”.

They all said there hellos to there grandfather, before heading back to the car.

Minyoung stuck close to Taehyung and conversed with him a lot.

Yoongi stayed by their grandfather a helped with the bags.

The ride home was mostly Minyoung talking and complaining about the flight, while they all listened to her.

Once at home they waited in the car while Namjoon and Jungkook took the bags inside.

Jungkook changed quickly and they headed to his game.

The Park is close so they get they’re in no time.

“Ah, Jungkook I’m excited to see you play” their grandfather said smiling.

“Yeah, I can’t wait too, Halabeoji” Jungkook smiled.

Taehyung got out of the car and grimaced, his stomach hurt, but it kind of always did now a days.

“Are you okay, Tae” Namjoon said quietly to him.

Taehyung gritted his teeth, “Yeah, just... can you push me till we get out of the parking lot”.

Namjoon looked concerned, but quietly fulfilled his request.

Jungkook ran down to be with his team, while the rest went to go sit with the parents.

All the parents said hi to Taehyung and such, but they would go back and talk about how sickly he looked bu themselves.

The game was Fun, Jungkook player a lot.

At one point, Minyoung yelled, “Play like you Fucking mean it a Jungkook”.

Nobody had no idea what she was saying except for Jungkook who almost dropped the ball.

“What did she say” Landon asked Jungkook when the play was over.

Jungkook coughed, “She said good job”.

Jungkook’s team one, the couch talked to them for a little bit, the team was set to have a 1 month break.

Jungkook heard his couch taljing about it and he suddenly got said, remembering that in a month Taehyung would be dead.

He held his emotions in taking a deep breath till he got to his family.

He ran and hugged Taehyung.

Taehyung was surprised but hugged him back, “Kookie you’re sweaty, what is it?”.

“This is the last game you’ll watch, Hyung” Jungkook cried.

Taehyung’s face fell.

Jungkook was right.

“Oh” Taehyung said, “Kookie .. I”.

He didn’t really know what to say, cause it was true.

Taehyung just kind of sat there in shock, before Namjoon came and got Jungkook.

Minyoung was comforting Jungkook, who was crying.

Taehyung wasn’t crying, he was more over thinking.

He didn’t realize his time was really that limited.

Seokjin pushed him to the car as they rode home quietly.

Yoongi better start talking to him fucking soon.

Chapter Text

Taehyung’s days were numbered and everyone new it. He was starting to look so sickly. His eyes always had bags and he was pale.

Namjoons parents wanted to spend time with him too. So all the family hung out with all four grandparents.

Namjoon was no longer going to work.

Taehyung was hanging out with Jimin on the couch one day. All the boys did there best to carry on life as normal, but it was hard. On days they worked out they took turns staying home with Taehyung.

“Jimin” Taehyung said gently, “I think... I think I should tell Samantha”.

Jimin looks up. Taehyung had been anxious about telling his friends, but Samantha was his best friend since forever and it would hurt her if he died and she had know idea.

“I think you should, Tae” Jimin said gently, as he looked as his pale face, “But only if you want to”.

Samantha over the past month, had been thinking Taehyung was getting a surgery.
That’s why his was out for so long. She had been texted him everyday to make sure he was okay and when she can visit.

If only that was all that was happening to him.

Taehyung started tearing up, “Jimin it’s all so scary, I don’t know what to do, I’m scared to die”.

“Tae...” Jimin said pulling him into a hug.

Taehyung cried into his shoulder muttering things that didn’t make sense.

“I’m gonna miss you guys so much, I.. I don’t know what comes next what if it’s all over. Why didn’t I do more, why didn’t I spend more time with you guys, now it’s all over... it can’t be... I- can’t be dying it’s not fair!” Taehyung was nearly hysterical now.

Jimin’s eyes darted around the room as he tried his best to comfort Taehyung. He wasn’t sure what to do. Taehyung had been strong for so long for everyone and he finally broke.

His body shook he was crying so hard, his sobs were loud and so hard to listen to. Jimin was crying too, he had know idea how to make it better, he had know idea where his parents were. What does he do?

Just when Jimin was about to hit his breaking point. Somebody came up behind him and took Taehyung from him.

Jimin looked up quickly.

It was Yoongi.

He took Taehyung’s fragile figure and hugged him tight.

Yoongi was crying too.

“It will be okay Taetae, we all love you so much” Yoongi said crying, “We’re gonna miss you so much”.

Yoongi pulled away from him but looked him in the eyes as he talked, “But you’ll be okay, you won’t be alone, we’re all gonna be here for you, till the end”.

Taehyung put his head down as he cried softly.

“Are you mad at me for dying” Taehyung said in a voice barely above a whisper, “Is that why you were ignoring me”.

A look of guilt flashed Yoongi’s face before he spoke, “I wasn’t mad at you Tae, I was mad at the world. I.. I just- I was so upset with your death I didn’t know what to do with myself. I just ignored you because I didn’t want to cry. I wanted it all to just be a dream. I wanted you to live forever. I want you to live forever” Yoongi wiped a tear, “But now I realize-.. I realize that that’s so selfish. I need to be there for you, Tae. I’m your hyung. I’m so sorry for being a bad one, but I’m here for you now, always. So please, forgive me, and let my be a better hyung, please Tae”.

Taehyung looked up, “of course I forgive Yoongi”.

Taehyung pulled him into a hug, “I love you, hyung”.

Yoongi smiled softly, “I love you too, Tae”.

??????????????????????????????????????

Seokjin lately had been stressed out.

That’s an understatement.

He was constantly running around the house, making arrangements, making the grandparents feel welcome.

He had been doing everything.

And when Namjoon tried to help out, he snapped at him.

Namjoon was feeling so sad deep down, but on the surface, thought, he hide it and spent his days with Taehyung as best as he could.

He loved Taehyung so much, and it hurt so much.

Yoongi was probably doing the best out of all of them, surprisingly. Yoongi had already found his peace with Taehyung. He was gonna miss him so much, but he had found his peace.

Hoseok was happy all the time for Taehyung. Happy and Hopeful.

Though not far from the surface he couldn’t stop thinking of the talk his parents had had with them without Taehyung.

The words haunting him.

“Taehyung’s not going to make it”

“Spend all the time with him that you can”

“I know this isn’t fair guys, just please be there for him”

He already knew it was try but it hurt to hear out loud.

Jimin was probably doing the worse, after Seokjin.

Taehyung was his best friend and know he was going to be ... dead.

Jimin was a wreck and his eating habits were worse.

He would go all day without eating, then binge at dinner.

It made him feel better in an odd sense.

It wasn’t healthy.

Hell, none of they’re habits were.

But none of they matters, not now.

Jungkook was confused.

He was the youngest one, so they tried to sugar coat some of it. But to Jungkook that just made it confusing.

He knew Taehyung was going to die.

But thinking about the details gave him a headache.

He was worried but he wasn’t sure about what.

He wishes his family could just tell him it straight.

So he could know what to be concerned about.

@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&

The next Taehyung woke up slowly.

He noticed it was hard to breath.

Like really hard to breath.

Different than yesterday.

He was very short of breath.

“Appa” Taehyung shouted as best he could, “Dad”.

He was holding his cheats with his eyes closed, when his parents ran in frantically.

Seokjin walked over to him, “What wrong, baby”.

Taehyung tried to take a deep breath, but he couldn’t.

“It’s hard to breath ” Taehyung held his throat.

Seokjin knew this was coming. He gently touched Taehyung hair with tears in his eyes.

“Okay baby, we’re going to take you to the hospital, now” Seokjin said very gently and direct.

Taehyung’s lips were tinted blue. His mouth opened wide, because he knew.

He knew that he wouldn’t come home again.

“Appa- it’s-.. I” Taehyung struggles for the words.

“Hey..Hey” Namjoon got closer to him, “It’s okay, it’s okay”.

Taehyung closed his eyes, but the tears still spilled out.

“I don’t wanna go” Taehyung cried filling like he was four.

“Tae, they’ll make you feel more comfortable... I can promise you that” Namjoon said softly.

Taehyung’s voice broke, “I’m scared”.

Namjoon cooed, “Baby, it’s okay, we’re gonna be there for you don’t be scared”.

Taehyung nodded, crying softly.

“This may sound stupid” Taehyung said wiping tears, “Can I say like.. I don’t know goodbye to the house?”.

Taehyung breaths were short and labored. He coughed into to his hand.

But Namjoon knew he needed this.

And Seokjin KNEW he NEEDED this.

The two parents looked at each other for a second and knew immediately they agreed.

“Of course Babe” Seokjin said, “Do you need anything, help? Do you want us to stay with you?”.

Taehyung was looking down still, “No, Please just let me do this one thing alone, Please”.

Namjoon nodded, “Of course, Taehyung”.

The two parents left the room and Taehyung wiped his tears trying to compose himself.

He got out of bed, slowly and carefully. He appreciated and took in every little movement he made.

Because this was the last time.

Taehyung got into his wheelchair and rolled around the quiet house.

It was quite early and everyone was asleep except for Taehyung and his parents.

He listened to the quiet sounds of everyone sleeping.

Well, Except for Jungkook. He slept quite loudly as he always snored.

Taehyung did everything slowly, taking in every square inch of the beautiful home, he had spent all his life living in.

He remembers all the good things, the pounding of little feet when all his brothers would come home from play, the smell of Seokjin’s freshly baked cookies.

He remembers all the bad things, Seokjin sitting him on the table with a popsicle, explaining that he was different from other kids.

Taehyung remembers everything, every little detail.

He goes back to his room. It’s white walls with posters all around the room of various bands and brands. He had worked hard on his room.

And know he’d never see it again.

He felt the tears hit his face as he took one last look at his room.

Then he made his way down to his parents.

Slowly.

Chapter Text

They took there time driving to their main clinic, instead of urgent care.

Taehyung looked out the window quietly, taking the world in. He almost fell asleep it was so peaceful.

No one was talking, the 70s music quietly playing, and gentle vibrations of the car.

It was so nice.

If only they weren’t going to the most awful place.

When they got there. Namjoon got the wheelchair out of the car and put it next to Taehyung’s seat like always, but this time Taehyung didn’t get out.

“Can you help me” Taehyung said quietly, so quietly that Namjoon wasn’t sure he heard him right.

“You want help, Taetae?” Namjoon asled gently.

Taehyung looked exhausted, he looked at Namjoon and nodded.

Namjoon bent down and slowly helped Taehyung into his chair without another word.

Namjoon continued to push Taehyung into the hospital without another word.

Seokjin got him checked in and they took him back to do some tests.

Seokjin opens his phone to call his mom, but as soon as he opens his phone, he sees his wallpaper.

It’s all his kids, when they were younger, smiling happily at the Camera.

They were swimming during summer.

It’s always been his favorite picture of them.

Their hair is all wet, expect for Yoongi and Taehyung who didn’t feel like swimming.

Taehyung and Hoseok are sitting next to each other on the bench by the pool, with baby Jungkook on Hoseok’s lap. Yoongi and Jimin are in the back.

They’re all smiling wide, with their eyes scrunching up.

It’s the cutest picture ever, could make anyone crack a smile.

Seokjin sees it though, and he bursts into tears.

He turns over to a shocked Namjoon and cries into his shoulder.

“He’s my baby, Namjoon” Seokjin sobs, “He can’t die, he’s to young, I wish I could take his place soo bad, I wish so bad, How can I live without him, he’s my son, oh my god our kid is gonna DIE.. He’s gonna- he’s gonna...”.

Namjoon just held him a stroked his hair. He didn’t have much to say.

What could he say?

Everything Seokjin was saying was exactly what he thought.

He was going to miss his son more than word can express.

He prayed there was an after life, so he could see him agian.

He loved Taehyung with all his heart and soul.

The Taehyung who had suffered so much as a child.

The Taehyung who had still thrived no matter his circumstances.

The Taehyung who was independent.

The Taehyung who created a name for him self.

The Taehyung that inspired people with his fashion, attitude, and outlook.

Sure Namjoon and Seokjin has raised Taehyung, But Taehyung taught them so much more about life, than anyone else could.

And now That Taehyung.

Their Taehyung.

Will be gone.

The thought of it hurts more than a broken spine every could.

And Seokjin has spent so much time with Taehyung, when he suffering, Seokjin was always there for him.

Every accomplishment, Seokjin was there.

Taehyung truly was Seokjin’s baby.

All this the things going on with him for the past months stressed Seokjin out.

But, he kept it in for Taehyung.

This was his breaking point.

He sobbed into Namjoon’s chest on the cheap plastic chairs, in the empty waiting room.

He cried and cried finally letting it all out, while Namjok held him tightly.

After Ten minutes he got himself together and went to the bathroom to fix himself.

When he got back the Doctor finally was ready to talk to him.

“Seokjin, Namjoon” Dr. Quinn said sadly.

“Hello Dr. Quinn” Namjoon said matching the sadness. Seokjin just simply looked up without saying anything.

“So guys, things aren’t going very well, his lungs are failing, he can no longer get enough oxygen. We put him on Oxygen, but as you know, it’s only a matter of time, so we gave him pain medication too, we’ll do our best to keep him Comfortable, I’m so sorry Guys” Dr. Quinn said, genuinely meaning it.

Seokjin’s took a deep breath, “Okay, Can we see him”.

“Of course, I’ll show you guys” Dr. Quinn started walking to the room.

Namjoon and Seokjin followed not far behind.

They got to the room and Dr. Quinn opened the door gently and there in the bed laid Taehyung, with an oxygen cannel on.

He looked like he was about to fall asleep but he snapped up when the door opened.

“Dad, Appa” Taehyung said horsely.

Seokjin’s immediately ran up and hugged him tightly.

Namjoon also came over and sat next to him.

This was going to be the longest, shortest, hardest, worst, saddest week of their lives.

Life is far too short.

Chapter Text

The steady beat of the machine was some what comforting as white noise, without it the room would just be dead silent.

Taehyung had fallen asleep shortly after Seokjin and Namjoon had arrived.

It had been about an hour and a half since they’d left. By now, the rest of the family was waking up and calling their cell phones wondering where they were.

Namjoon had answered his moms call, while Seokjin was reading a book, he didn’t really look like he was reading, more staring at it. He hadn’t turned the page since he’d opened it.

“Eomma” Namjoon said softly, when he answered the phone.

“NAMJOON” She screamed, “We have been calling for 30 minutes wondering where in the world you guys are, got us worried sick”.

“Eomma... we’re at the hospital” Namjoon said his voice breaking, “Taehyung’s not is .. it’s almost time”.

“Aww baby” Namjoon’s mom soothed through the phone, “We’re all coming”.

Namjoon nodded, even though she couldn’t see them before hanging up and putting his head in his hands.

Taehyung shifted a little and they bother looked up.

Taehyung groaned then tried to sit up. He couldn’t by himself, so Seokjin helped him up.

“Can I have water, dad” Taehyung said horsely, he sounded exhausted.

“Of course, Tae” Namjoon got up and got a water bottle.

Taehyung couldn’t hold the mostly full water bottle, so Seokjin helped him drink it.

Taehyung only drank a little before decided he had enough.

There was a long silence, before Taehyung spoke up, “I think we should tell more people”.

Namjoon and Seokjin looked at him Questioning.

“Not like the world, just like my friends” Taehyung continued, “Isn’t rude of I just die and people I’ve known forever had no idea?”.

Seokjin gently touched his hair, “if you want to baby, I will make that happen for you”.

Taehyung nodded gently, before putting his head down, “I want too, I really want to”.

Taehyung looked back up at them, “Do it before it all gets too fuzzy”.

“What do you mean, Tae” Namjoon asked tilting his head.

Taehyung took a deep breath, “I’ve been reading about death”.

“And I know you guys have too, so I know that in the last few days I’m going to not be in the best state of mind”.

Taehyung smiled with no humor behind it, “Gotta plan ahead am I right”.

Namjoon and Seokjin didn’t smile back.

It was silent for a moment, before the door busted open.

It was Minyoung that was running with the rest of the family behind.

They all said their hello’s, most of them sticking close to Taehyung, while they talked quietly.

“What are you guys thinking for the funeral” Taehyung said out of nowhere.

All their head snapped up to look at him.

“Taehyung” Namjoon said in shock, “What... Why would.. What”.

Taehyung shrugged, “We can’t ignore the elephant in the room forever”.

“Make it nice at least” Taehyung said.

“Of course we’ll make it nice, Tae” Yoongo said holding Taehyung’s hand to ground him.

“We’ll make it the very best, if that’s what you want” Jimin adds.

Taehyung laughs, this time with humor, “God knows we got the money”.

They all can laugh lightly at that.

“Bring Henry” Taehyung says after the laughs are over.

“Henry” Namjoon’s mother says, “What do mean Henry?, You know what he means, Joon?”.

“No I don’t” Namjoon says concerned, “What do mean Henry, Tae”.

“Tae..” Jimin says gently.

“What is it Jimin” Seokjin asked.

Taehyung looked at Jimin with wide eyes.

“Tae.. Henry’s not.. we know that, he’s gone” Jimin said gently to Taehyung.

“Why would you he talk about Henry?” Jungkook asked, “It’s been years”.

Yoongi smiled slightly, “Ah Henry” Yoongi turned to Taehyung, “Hey remember Tae, Hobi killed Henry”.

The Adults look scared, while Hoseok scoffed, “It wasn’t on purpose”.

Taehyung looked around, “Huh, of course, Hyung” Taehyung touch Hoseok shoulder.

“Who is Henry” Seokjin asked finally.

Yoongi took a deep breath, “Our longest kept secret”.

They all looked at him confused.

“Okay so...” Jungkook started.

((((((((((((((((((( FLASHBACK))))))))))))))))))

It was a hot summer day and all the buys were at there house.

Seokjin was inside making sandwiches for lunch.

Four year old Jungkook decided to wander outside to the backyard. His brother were all inside doing various tasks and activities.

Jungkook was playing with his basketball when he saw it.

It was a little tiny furry creature, laying on the ground. It was Brown. It looked very weak, like tired and hungry.

It was a hamster.

Jungkook walked over to it and picked it up gently.

“I think you need some help” Jungkook said quietly to the hamster “I’ll be right back”.

Jungkook later the hamster down on the grass, then ran back inside.

There he saw Yoongi quietly reading a book to himself. Jungkook knew Yoongi needed his quiet time, but this was important, and Yoongi was the oldest, so he must know the most.

“Yoongi-Hyung, Yoongi-Hyung” Jungkook said running over, “I found a little rat in the backyard, it looks hurt, Can you help me?”.

Yoongi sat up, “wait, what Kook, A little rat?”.

Jungkook nodded, “Yes, Hyung right outside, Please help me”.

“Okay, let me see” Yoongi said getting up.

Once he was off the couch, Jungkook was practically dragging him outside.

Jungkook showed him the weak hamster on the floor.

Yoongi bent down to look at it curiously, “Jungkookie, that’s a no rat, that’s a hamster”.

“What does that mean, Hyung” Jungkook asked curiously.

“It’s a pet, Jungkookie, we could have a pet!” Yoongi said excitingly.

“Wow!! Hyung that’d be so fun!” Jungkook says, “But Appa said we can’t”.

Seokjin always said they were too busy for a pet when they asked.

Yoongi thought about this for a second, “Then we don’t tell them, We don’t tell any adults”.

Jungkook nodded.

“But it needs help” Yoongi says picking it up and examining it, “You know who is the expert on this”.

“I’ll get him, hyung” Jungkook says.

He goes inside to find Taehyung, Taehyung has always loved animals, but due this time he was deeply obsessed with them and always read books about them and watch documentaries on the nature channel.

He knew a lot about animals, especially for being a six year old.

Taehyung was sitting in his room coloring a piece of paper, Jimin was with him. They were very focused, soft music was playing in the background. Colors scattered all over the the wooden table, with Taehyung little crutches leaned against it.

“Hyung” Jungkook says, they both look up, “I need you’re help”.

“Which one” Jimin asked, putting his crayon down.

“Well I gues it would be Tae, but you can come too” Jungkook said.

“What is it, Kook” Taehyung asked.

“I found an animal outside, it’s a hamster and it needs help. Will you help us?” Jungkook says quickly.

“A hamster?” Taehyung asks.

Jungkook nods.

“Okay “ Taehyung starts getting up with his crutches and moves over to the book shelf.

“Jimin, can you get that book for me”, Taehyung asked pointing to a big white book on the self.

Jimin pulls it out slowly and hold it up, “Is this the one?”.

It had a picture of a rat on it and it was titled “RODENTS” in think red font.

Taehyung nods, “Take it with us”.

“Jungkook, lets go”.

Jungkook leads them outside to wear Yoongi is still with the hamster.

“Taehyung!” Yoongi says. “Come look”.

Taehyung goes over as quick as he can, “Oh.. it’s just hungry, and tired I think”.

“What do we feed it?” Jungkook says.

“Jimin put the book on the table” Taehyung says.

Jimin does as such and Taehyung starts flipping through it, before he found what he was looking for.

“It’s says they like Carrots, broccoli and peaches, other things too” Taehyung says.

“We’ll get food at lunch, we have to sneak it past Appa, though, You know he’ll say no”.

“Yeah that’s what I said” Yoongi says putting the hamster down.

“I say we put him in the garage and feed him after” Jimin adds.

They all went inside and had lunch quickly, before coming back outside and feeding the hamster, this time they were with Hoseok, who was staying away from the hamster.

Taehyung was sitting on the floor, with the hamster in his hands, feeding it.

“What should we name it?” Jungkook said excited.

“Oh yeah, it should be something fun, like Kong or Gillgen” Jimin laughed.

“What about Henry” Taehyung said, then almost as if the hamster knew already it looked up, like someone had called it.

All the boys had burst in to laughter.

“I guess, it’s name is Henry then” Yoongi smiled.

Over the next few months all the brothers would take very good care of Henry.

Seokjin was a little suspicious of how much time they were spending outside, but it was summer so, let the kids be kids.

((((((((((((END OF FLASHBACK)))))))))))))))

“It was our longest kept secret” Yoongi said, smiling at all the good memories.

“Nobody ever knew about it, besides us” Jimin laughs.

“How did Henry die, though?” Namjoon asks.

Jungkook laughs, “One day Henry got a little too friendly with Hobi-Hyung, he got scared and threw Henry to the concrete floor, broke his neck and died poor thing”.

“Hey it was an accident, I was only seven” Hoseok said.

“Ohh so that’s why Tae was made at Hobi for like a week that one summer” Seokjin said.

“Yeah, We were so sad, we even had a little funeral for it and everything” Yoongi said.

“Right Tae” Hoseok said grabbing Taehyung’s shoulder.

Taehyung looked like he was drifting off into space.

He jumped when Hoseok touched him, “Oh right”.

Suddenly he shifted.

“Are you okay, Taehyung” Minyoung says movies bf closer to him.

“I’m gonna be sick-“ Taehyung almost doesn’t finish before heaving into the trash can by the bed.

It was horrible to watch, his fragile body shook from the force of him vomiting into the trashcan.

Many of the people in the room had to look away.

Seokjin gently rubbed his back and whispered comforting word to him.

Namjoon presses the call button, when it wouldn’t stop, and nothing was coming out anymore, it was just dry heaving.

I nurse rushing in and injected something into the IV.

Taehyung fell back against his bad breathing heavy and labored.

He had tears in his eyes, “It hurts” he whimpered, “Please, Appa, make it stop, it hurts so much”.

Seokjin also had tears in his eyes at this point, “It’s okay Taehyung, it’s okay”.

He rubbed his back till Taehyung fell asleep/passed out.

It was absolutely heartbreaking.

Chapter Text

Samantha held her head high as she entered the hospital.

She had always been sure of herself, sure she was doing the right thing, sure what people telling her was true.

But, Taehyung seemed nervous on the the phone, he sounded unsure.

She really hoped he was okay and was really happy to visit him.

Her parents had dropped her off in front and she would call them when she was to be picked up.

She had a room number and her school ID, because apparently Taehyung was high profile now and they wanted nobody getting into his room.

She had a purse on carrying her essentials and in her hand she has a little stuffed panda she had got Taehyung as a present, since that was his favorite animal.

She walked though what seemed like endless white hallways her stomach in knots. She was so nervous.

When she finally reached the room, the door was closed so she knocked gently, Jimin answered the door, he looked thin and tired. His sweater hanging off of his and deep purple bags under his eyes.

He smiled softly upon seeing her, “Samantha, so glad your here”.

“Hi Jimin” She opened her arms and they hugged.

“Okay come, inside Taehyung’s awake” Jimin said opening the door wider.

Samantha took a look at the room.

It was an average hospital room, the white walls and the uncomfortable cleanly feel.

But there were a ton of people it seemed in the room.

All of Taehyung’s brothers and Dads were there, but also what seemed like two sets of grandparents.

Taehyung looked very sickly on the bed. He had grown a lot thinner since Samantha last saw him. His hair was messy, and Samantha had noticed he went back to his natural hair color. He looked exhausted with dark eye bags and his usual huge eyes drooping close. He was attached to oxygen, IV and a million other wires.

He looked sick.

He looked awful.

Samantha ran straight to him and hugged his gently.

She wanted to cry.

He looked so sick and sad, Samantha had also missed him.

“Hey Samantha” Taehyung said juggling her back weakly.

Samantha pulled back and wiped a tear, “I’m sorry Tae, I just haven’t seen you I so long, I missed you”.

Taehyung smiled softly, “I missed you, too”.

Samantha then noticed Seokjin and Namjoon sitting right by the bed, was looks on there facing.

“Hello Jin” She gave him a light hug and same with Namjoon.

“Also” Samantha said, picking up the panda she had dropped off the ground, “I got you this, figured you’d like it, since you love pandas”.

She handed the stuffed animal to Taehyung who hugged it tightly.

“I love it, Sam” He smiled.

Then his face quickly changed to a frown, before he looked down.

Samantha grabbed his hand, “What is it, Tae”.

He sniffed and took a deep breath, “I think I need to tell you something”.

He looked at the rest of his family, “Can you guys excuse us for a moment”.

Samantha looked confused as they quietly shuffled out without another word.

Once they all left, it was just Samantha and Taehyung. Samantha took a seat on the seat Seokjin was sitting one, right next to Taehyung’s bed.

“What is it Tae” Samantha asked agian looking straight into his eyes.

“Sam.. I’m ... “ He took another breath, “I’m dying”.

Tears already stained her eyes, this made no sense, “You’re what?”

Tears had already begun to fall, “I’m dying Sam, Please don’t make me say it again cause it’s hard, but I won’t make it to next month and I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, but I was scared and I’m still so scared”.

Samantha was full on crying now, “Oh my god Taehyung, nooo, this isn’t happening this isn’t fair”.

Taehyung nodded.

“You’re my best friend, You help me through everything, How... what.. I’m gonna miss you so fucking much on my god” She sobbed, then pulled Taehyung into a tight hug, wear he cried for a little longer.

“I’m so sorry Tae, I’m so sorry” She sobbed

They pulled away after a while she wiped her face.

She looked at him and still cried.

She remembers when they first met.

It was 2nd grade, and her first day at the new school, she had just been recently adopted and was trying to fit in at the new, rich, school she was going to.

She was sat next to Taehyung, a small, talkie asian boy, in a wheelchair.

They hit it off right away, the teacher knew immediately they couldn’t sit with each other, all they did was talk.

But they stayed and grew closer as friends though out the years.

It was a beautiful friendship.

But as Samantha looked at the sickly Taehyung, it the dimly lit hospital room, She couldn’t believe it was coming to an end so soon.

“Samantha” Taehyung said snapping her out of her trance.

She looked up at him and he continued, “In my bag over there” He pointed to a blue backpack near the door “can you get it”.

She quickly walked over and placed it on his lap.

He rummaged through and pulled out 8 or so envelopes.

They all had names on them.

He handed them to her, “When I’m” He swallowed, “gone, you know what to do with these”.

She took them and nodded.

“Please don’t let them see when you guys all outside” He pleaded.

She nodded and stuffed them into her purse.

“Also, please don’t be a nosy bitch for once and don’t open them” Taehyung winned.

Samantha laughed lightly, “I promise I won’t, Tae”.

He smiled, “Good, or else I’ll haunt your ass”.

They both laugh lightly.

“I’m going to miss you so fucking much” Samantha said.

“Me too”.

They hug tightly one last time.

“I love you Tae, and I promise, I’ll do you justice” She points to her purse.

“I’ll see you, hopefully not too soon but soon” Tae says.

Samantha gets up to leave.

“I love you Tae” She says sadly.

Taehyung smiles, “I love you too, Sam”.

Sam looks back at him one last time and smiles softly to herself.

She walks out where the rest of the family was waiting.

“I’ll see you guys later” She says softly.

“Goodbye, Samantha” Namjoon says sadly.

Samantha turns away, before she starts crying.

She cries the whole way home and when she calls her mom on her phone.

Her mom tries to comfort her, but what can she say?

She was going to lose her bestfriend.

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Over the next three days, Taehyung would get a lot of trusted visitors, some of which he told, some he didn’t.

They all looked at him, with pity.

Some of Jungkook’s football parents came.

Jungkook’s break was over, so he had told the team, that he had to stay in the hospital with his brother.

The team and parents had visited once.

The last few days were taking its toll on the rest of the family.

They were all exhausted all the time and they pretty much never went home.

Seokjin and Namjoon almost never moved from there spot, next to Taehyung’s bed.

Taehyung was getting weaker and weaker by the day.

He stayed awake way less now, sleeping more, and was still somehow getting thinner. He rarely ate if drank anymore.

He was always on pain killers now, because his failing lungs, were so painful.

They put him on a bigger oxygen mask, to help with the pain and struggle.

It was painful to watch.

8888888888888888888888888888888

On Monday, 7 days since Taehyung had been admitted, at 5 Jungkook’s coach came to visit.

His coach came with his wife and his son, Landon, Jungkook’s teammate.

Jungkook was asleep on the couch when his coach came in.

Hoseok suddenly shook him awake. Jungkook jumped so much, thinking of the worst.

He jumped and sat straight up almost hitting his brother on the way up.

He calmed down a little seeing his coach and Taehyung still peacefully asleep on his bed, breathing.

Jungkook rubbed his eyes and walked over to his coach.

“Hi Coach Joe” Jungkook said still a little drowsy.

He yawned, “What’s up, Landon” they did a quick handshake.

“We just wanted to stop by” His coach’s wife, Camilla, said, “We’ve been missing you guys, it’s weird not having you guys there”.

Jungkook grimaced, “Yeah, I miss you guys to”.

“We brought a card” Landon handed, Jungkook a nice get well card, “The whole team sighed it”.

“That’s nice” Jungkook said.

There was an awkward silence.

“Well, Taehyung’s, sleeping right now, so” Jungkook said, “There’s not much to see right now, ‘cept me”.

Camilla put his hand on Jungkook’s shoulder, “It’s good to see you Jungkook”.

Just them Taehyung groaned and moved slightly. Seokjin and Namjoon snapped up, since they were right by him.

Taehyung’s eyes opened slowly, “Appa, Dad”.

“I’m here, Tae” Seokjin said, “We’re both here”.

“Okay” Taehyung said, “I’m going to the room later”.

Namjoon looked at Seokjin, this wasn’t good. Taehyung was making less and less sense by the day.

Namjoon looked at Taehyung’s drooping eyes with tears in his own eyes, “Of course, Tae, sleep now if your tired”.

Yoongi looked away from everyone, while Jimin ran out the room, Hoseok quickly following.

Jungkook took a deep breath, “I’ll walk you guys out”.

Joe nodded, “Okay, Kook”.

Jungkook put the card down on the table, “Dad.. I’ll be right back”.

Namjoon nodded slightly, too focused on Taehyung and Seokjin to give much attention, “Okay”.

Jungkook sighed and walked out the room with his coach and his family following closely behind.

Jungkook just looked down quietly most of the time, more leading them out.

When they got to the parking lot, his coach called out his name, “Kook”.

Jungkook turned around he looked, like he was on the brink of tears.

“Yeah” He said.

“Our car is this way” Jungkook nodded, and started walking that way, but his coach’s a stopped him.

“Jungkook are you okay” Joe asked, holding his shoulder.

Jungkook still wouldn’t look at him, “I’m just fine”.

Then Jungkook sniffled. Then he really started crying.

Joe’s face crumbled, Jungkook was just a kid.

He gave Jungkook a hug.

Jungkook was sobbing now, he could hardly contain himself.

Camilla came over to help she took Jungkook away from his coach and comforted him like a mom.

She wiped his face gently with the tissues she had in her purse, “Jungkook what’s wrong, it’s okay, it’s okay”.

She hugged him gently till he pulled away whimpering.

“I-I’m sorry, but” Jungkook took a deep breath, “the rest of my family has a lot going on they can’t really.. they don’t really have time for me”.

His coach and Camilla were listening to him closely.

Landon was standing with them, but a little away, kind of shocked to see Jungkook breakdown like that.

“They don’t tell me anything, since I’m the youngest, they hardly include me it seems, But Taehyung always did” Jungkook loses a bit of his composure, “They did tell me though, that Taehyung’s not gonna make it, this time” he cries again looking away for them.

“I just.. I dong know how I’m going to cope” He takes a deep breath, “I don’t know how any of us are” he chokes on the last word.

“Kook” Coach Joe say gently, “I’m so sorry, I- do you need anything... I’ll cut as much slack as you need, really, don’t worry about football, when your ready to come back, just tell me, whenever”.

Jungkook sniffles, “Thank you couch, that’s one less thing to worry about”.

“Just.. Thank you” Jungkook says after a pause, “Thank you, Thank you for everything you’ve done for me, you were the one that really taught me how to play football, my dad’s couldn’t teach me, like everyone else”.

“My dad’s can pay for everything I ever need for foot ball, but they can’t show me and teach me the game like you have” Jungkook says taking a deep breath, “Just thank you so much”.

Joe smiles softly, getting teary eyed himself, “It was my pleasure, Kook, You’re a great player and a great boy”.

Jungkook nods, wiping his eyes.

They hug one last time and Coach Joe and his family walk back to their car, while
Jungkook walks back into the hospital.

Once in the car Joe takes deep breath and so does, Camilla.

“I can’t believe it...” Camilla says once there in the car, “Tae, the one we’ve known since forever, is dying”.

Joe nodded looking down, “He’s just a kid, Camilla, and Jungkook too, Oh my god, he’s gonna lose a sibling, God Can you imagine what he’s going through?”.

“Jin and Namjoon, they have too much on there plate right now” Joe sighed, “I really hope they’ll be okay, I wish there was more we could do to help”.

Camilla nods sadly, “all we can do is help Jungkook, and I think that’s helping out quite a bit”.

Joe sighs and pulls out the parking lot.

Landon in the backseat is texting the football team, telling them everything.

And they feel bad, really bad.

8888888888888888888888888888888

Taehyung died on a Thursday.

The press had got wind of the fact that Seokjin and Namjoon were there, so there were a bunch lined up outside the hospital.

It’s funny, that day he had been awake the most and the most aware. He had been talking to everyone and laughing and just being himself.

The doctor pulled Seokjin and Namjoon aside and told them that it was almost time.

When Taehyung gasped suddenly they knew.

Seokjin and Namjoon were seated beside them.

Minyoung was by Namjoon and her husband. And Namjoon’s parents were near Seokjin. The brothers were spread out around the rest of the bed.

“Taehyung, Hey Tae it’s okay” Seokjin said to him as he held his had for comfort.

Taehyung eyes were wide as he gasped for air, the oxygen mask, wasn’t doing much now.

“Tae, Please stop struggling” Namjoon said gently, “It’s okay, it’s okay”.

Sobs could be heard around the room. They were all crying, hard, tears filling everyone’s eyes.

“I can’t .. go... I.. I can’t .. yet” Taehyung wheezed, “It.. it’s hurts so bad”.

“Taehyung, I love you, Please it’s okay” Jimin sobbed.

Taehyung continued grasping for air as he leaned his head back.

“Taehyung, my son, It’s okay I promise, it’s okay to let go, we’re here we’ll always be her. I love you so much Taehyung” Seokjin sobbed, “it’s okay to let go, I promise”.

Taehyung took shallow breaths, “I.. I.. love you guys so much”.

“It’s okay to let go Taehyung I promise, I love you”.

“I’m gonna miss you so much, baby” Seokjin cried.

Taehyung heaved one last time.

And that was it.

The monitors went off like crazy and you could hear Seokjin’s scream.

“NO, NO, NO NO” Seokjin sobbed, “MY SON”.

He was crying so hard hold omg in the Taehyung’s lifeless hand.

The hospital staff came in only to turn the machine off, as they let the family mourn for a little bit.

Namjoon turned to the side as his whole body shook for the force of his silent tears.

Yoongi was crying so hard into his arm that he had back into the wall.

Hoseok was looking down at his shoes as the tear dripped slowly on to the floor.
He couldn’t even move.

Jimin was standing by Taehyung’s body and sobbing at it yelling useless apologies and words.

Jungkook has ran outside the room no longer being be in that room any longer.
He ran and ran all the way to the bathroom where he broke down in front of the mirror.

The grandparents were crying hard.

Cause, They lost Taehyung.

Taehyung was gone.

Chapter Text

Minyoung was the first one able to compose herself.

She grabbed Seokjin and pulled him into a tight hug.

“Eomma, my son is gone” He sobbed in Korean, “I’m so selfish it’s all my fault”.

Minyoung patted his back, much like she did when he was younger, “Sshh Seokjinie, you were such a great father and you still are, it’s okay, he’s not suffering anymore, right, it’s okay baby, let it out”.

Seokjin cried for a little longer, till he eventually pulled away. Wiping his tears.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck” Namjoon said standing up and pacing, “Come on, Come on guys” he said still crying.

“Let’s go outside, lets let the hospital do what they need to do” Namjoon said, trying to calm down.

Jimin was still sobbing at Taehyung, “We can’t leave, Dad, We can’t just leave”.

Namjoon pulled Jimin into a hug, “Come on Chim it’s okay”.

Namjoon dragged him out the room Minyoung following with Seokjin.

Hoseok ran out the room following, no longer being able to stand seeing Taehyung’s dead body.

The Grandparents followed soon after.

Yoongi walked over one last time to his bedside. He touched Taehyung’s hand that was quickly losing color.

His tears fell against Taehyung’s hand, “I love you, Tae, I’m sorry and I hope I was a good enough, Hyung”.

The wind blew and the tree branch tapped the window.

Yoongi assumed that meant yes as he smiled softly to himself and left the room.

Namjoon was sitting on one of the chair with Seokjin’s chair so close he was practically sitting on his lap.

Seokjin was crying into Namjoon’s shoulder, while Namjoon whispered and cried himself.

Hoseok was sitting next to Jimin as the both cried silently.

The grandparents all sat around, crying themselves.

Minyoung was on the phone talking quickly in Korean, probably to some relatives.

Yoongi walked to the bathroom, where he found Jungkook crying by himself on the floor.

He looked so little.

“Hey, hey Kookie” Yoongi said gently as he sat down with him on the floor.

“I can’t believe he’s gone, Hyung” Jungkook cried.

Yoongi sucked in a breath, “I know, Like an hour ago he was just in the other room laughing and joking around”.

“Hyung... do you think we’ll ever see him again.. like.. do you believe in god” Jungkook choker out.

Yoongi swallowed, “You know, Jungkook, I do, I think we’ll see him again, You,be got to believe in something, some larger force, life’s just so short, we’ll be okay”.

Jungkook sniffles, “Thank you, Hyung”.

Jungkook hugs him suddenly.

Yoongi jumps at first then hugs him back gently, “You’re welcome, Kookie”.

“Now lets go back, with the rest, I think we’re going back home”.

Yoongi gets up first, then pulls Jungkook up. They walk together back to their family.

Namjoon is standing up, his arm around a distressed Seokjin.

They lead the way while the rest follow behind.

Namjoon has body guards waiting at the entrance.

The paparazzi is there screaming stuff at them.

“Namjoon Where is Taehyung?”

“What do you think of Jackson’s scandals”

“Where’s your son”

“When’s the next album coming out”

“Jin when are you coming back”

Once they noticed Seokjin was practically sobbing into Namjoons neck, they shouted more questions.

“What happened to, Taehyung”

“Sorry for your loss Namjoon”

Jimin was walking with his hood on and his head down holding on to Hoseok to guide the way.

Jungkook was walking Yoongi.

“Jungkook What happened to Your brother” one of them yelled as they snapped a picture really close to Jungkook.

Yoongi pulls Jungkook closer to him.

“Yoongi, come on man, tell us something” one yells.

He stays looking straight ahead following his parents.

They reach the car and get in quickly taking a deep breath.

“That was awful” Minyoung yells, “People need to have some fucking respect, how dare they, is that what’s it always like Namjoon?”.

Namjoon takes a deep breath from behind the wheel, “It’s like this a lot, and I know it’s awful.

Seokjin who was on his phone gasps, “Everything’s already out!! They know he’s dead!”.

“Who knows?!?” Namjoon’s mother yelled.

“Everyone” Seokjin said crying, “Words already out, Can’t we get some fucking privacy!!!”.

Seokjin yelled then hit the car, “I fucking hate the press”.

“Calm down, Seokjin, Hitting stuff isn’t going to help”, His dad says firmly,

Seokjin just nods as tears run down his face, “let’s just go home, Joonie?”.

Namjoon nods silently and drives home.

They get home and go to there rooms immediately.

Seokjin runs to his bed a Namjoon follows him.

All the boys go to there own rooms, while the grandparents go sit at the table.

Namjoon calls his work to work this whole situation out.

It was nearly dark now outside, but he had to get this done.

First he called his chief of marketing, Gabe, he was managing the company while Namjoon was out.

“Hello” Gabe answers.

“Gabe, I need Diana to realse something, something needs to happen, I- I need to , something happened. People know” Namjoon chokes out quickly.

“Wooh, Namjoon, Please What is it is everything okay” Gabe says carefully.

Namjoon starts crying over the phone, “Tae’s gone, Gabe, and the press knows they were outside the hospital, Please it’s only been a few hours”.

“Oh my god, Joon” Gabe says in shock, he’s know Taehyung since he was just a baby, and he’s gone so suddenly it felt like, he was so young. And Namjoon had to lose his son. Gabe couldn’t imagine losing his 5 year old boy. Plus, as soon as Namjoon lost his son he was confronted with press taking pictures and yelling at him.

“I’m so sorry, don’t worry about anything, please, we’ll work it out, it’ll be okay”.

Namjoon sniffles, “Thank you Gabe”.

“Goodbye, Namjoon, Please don’t go straight back into work, take your time it will be okay”.

Gabe hangs up.

Namjoon takes deep breath and looks at the clock, it’s only 8, but he’s dead tired.

Seokjin’s already asleep on the bed next to him.

The house is quietly and peaceful.

Everyone is exhausted from crying.

Namjoon falls asleep.

He wakes up slowly and looks at the clock, it’s only 7.

The son still rose, the world still spun.

But, Taehyung was gone.

He checked his phone, it was honing wild with notifications.

Relatives, Friends, his celebrity friends had all heard the news and they were all texting him.

RME has released there official statement.

“The rumors are true. Taehyung Kim (15), model at RME and son of Seokjin and Namjoon Kim, did pass away at the hospital last night. He was surrounded by family. We ask that you please leave the family alone and let them grieve their loss in peace”.

Social Media was flooded with people expressing their love for Taehyung.

Celebrities were posting pictures and messages, expressing there sadness.

Not only had most of the Artists in RM’s company had posted a picture of Taehyung. So had many artists, photographers, models, and actors outside of RM’s company.

It warmed RM’s heart, that his son had actually effected that many people. He knew some of them were doing it just to do it, but a lot of them were being honest.

He smiled softly, with tears in his eyes, when he saw Tyler Scott’s, Hoseok’s friend and the son of his business partner since forever, photo.

It was him and Taehyung at a birthday party or something. They were eating cupcakes, their smiles were wide with blue frosting all over their teeth. It was just adorable.

Seokjin woke up and also looked at them.

It was ... bittersweet.

Yes, bittersweet.

&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@

Yoongi woke up suddenly, he felt like, he almost couldn’t breath. It was all to much as the memories of yesterday rushed to his mind.

He felt like he was going to have a panic attack, but he rushed to the bathroom and was able to calm himself down.

He called Evie, just because he really needed someone to talk to.

“Yoongi!” Evie said as soon as she answered.

“Evie..” Yoongi said weakly.

“I heard the news , Yoongs, I’m in shock, I’m so sorry, are you okay? How are you?” Evie said with real sympathy.

“I... I don’t know” Yoongi said honestly.

“Hey, That’s okay, it’s hard, you just lost someone very close to you, you don’t need to feel a certain way”

“I just.. I really made peace with him.. I really feel at peace with him, but he was only 15, I just, I already miss him so much, he was my little brother, my dads always put such an emphasis on that, he was my dongsaeng” He chokes out.

“That’s good Yoongi, you got to make peace with him, I know it’s hard, but it will get better, and I’m so proud of you, for not being nervous and really talking to him, before he passes, you did good” Evie cooes.

Yoongi sniffles softly, “Thank you, Evie, I’m sorry to bother you with this, this isn’t your problem, I just, don’t know who to talk to”.

“Yoongi, baby, You can always talk to me, no matter the circumstances, I’m always here”.

Yoongi laughs through the tears, “It’s like you always know exactly what to say”.

Evie smiles, “Thanks I try”.

Yoongi smells coffee, this means Seokjin is up.

“I’m going to go with my family now, thank you so much, Evie, I’ll talk to you later, please come to service”

“Of course I’ll come, Goodbye Yoongi”.

Yoongi hangs up and goes to the kitchen.

There he finds Seokjin and Namjoon sitting at the kitchen table, talking in hushed voices, cups of coffee in their hands.

Yoongi walks over slowly and sits with them.

“Yoongi” Namjoon says gently.

“Good morning, Dad” Yoongi says.

Seokjin gets up and hugs him, “Good morning, Suga”.

Yoongi hugs him back, “Good morning, Appa”.

Seokjin sits back down, “The service is on Sunday”.

Yoongi nods.

“Tell, anyone you want, but don’t let word get out” Namjoon says, “You know, Suga”.

“I know” Yoongi says quietly.

“I texted all of you where it’s at” Seokjin looks up from his coffee.

“I really miss him, Appa” Yoongi says tears quickly filling his eyes.

Seokjin bites his lip, holding back tears himself, “I do too, babe. I miss him so much. It will get better. You’re a great, Hyung, though”, he puts his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder, “Please look after the younger ones, especially Jimin”.

“I will”.

His brothers started shuffling in after, Jimin being the last one to rise, dark circles around his eyes.

They told them about the funeral and they stayed talking there for a little.

Eventually the adults went to go plan for the service and the boys were left, without much to do.

There brother just died what could they do?

“Who are you guys going to invite” Yoongi says breaking the silence.

“To what?” Hoseok says kinda out of it.

“The Funeral” Jimin said bluntly.

“Right” Hoseok said wide eyed.

“Should I invite, kids from school, is that okay, I don’t know” Jimin asked sounding tired.

“Jimin, I think you should if you want, it’s all up to you” Yoongi said softly.

“I’m going to invite my football team, they loved, hyung, and I’m going to in some kids from school, who knew him” Jungkook said quietly.

Yoongi patted him on the shoulder, “That’s Good, Kook”.

“Hoseok?” Yoongi said.

Hoseok looked up, “I don’t know, I’m nervous for the funeral I think”.

“It’s gonna suck”.

“Everything sucks, right now”

444444444444444444444444444444

The two days before the funeral passed slowly and sadly.

The family rarely left the house.

Seokjin didn’t cook, they just ate what they could find at home.

It was awful the family was ether in bed or in the kitchen.

Jimin almost never came to the kitchen.

Jungkook and Yoongi seemed to be doing the best.

Hoseok seemed like he hadn’t really taken it in yet. He hadn’t broken down completely yet. Like since they’ve known.
Hoseok’s never really broken down.

Seokjin was so sad. He couldn’t even prefrontal daily tasks. It was still too fresh. Taehyung was Seokjin’s baby, he had spent so much time with him.

Yeah, so had Namjoon, but Seokjin didn’t work.

So, when Taehyung was sick, he was there all the time with him.

And Taehyung was as sick a lot.

Taehyung was also the only one who wanted to follow in Seokjin’s footstep and enter the modeling world.

Namjoon was the same way.

Namjoon felt so bad about Taehyung, he felt like it was his fault he was disabled because he was the one that chose the surrogate.

He felt like Taehyung should hate him, all the pain and suffering, he felt like, was his fault.

In reality, it wasn’t Namjoon’s fault, it wasn’t the surrogate’s fault.

It wasn’t anyone’s fault.

Still losing Taehyung to Namjoon and Taehyung was worse then any physical pain they had ever felt.

It felt like they lost a part of their soul.

A part of their heart.

A child.

0000000000000000000000000000000

Sunday came, along with the funeral. It was cold and gloomy.

Taehyung’s least favorite weather. He couldn’t handle the cold and he loved the sun.

The boys had there tuxes on. Same with Namjoom and Seokjin.

The grandparents were with them as the drove silently to the church where the service was going to held.

Thankfully the press had enough respect not to come to the funeral.

Namjoon’s celebrity and rich friends came in designer black cloths.

They all were sincerely sad and sorry about Taehyung’s death.

Everyone gave Namjoon a hug and promise they were there if he needed anything.

Namjoon could only, Thank them and hold in tears.

Jungkook while football team came.

The moms gave him gentle hugs and the dad’s gave him words of encouragement.

Jungkook didn’t really know what to say, his eyes just stayed wide and teary as he thanked them.

His teammates, were a little awkward, but did there very best to be nice and respectful. They were genuinely sad for Jungkook and he could tell.

Yoongi talked quietly with Evie on the side of the room, for the whole time before the service.

Hoseok sat wide eyed on the side with Jimin on off to side.

They didn’t talk too much to each other, more just sat in each other’s company, thinking.

People came up to them now and then, but not for very long.

The service was melancholic.

They had a great pastry there he told Taehyung’s life beautifully and full of color.

People smiled, laughed and cried.

Everyone definitely cried, their was not a dry eyes in the place, when the service ended.

Taehyung was cremated, to honor Korean culture, so there was no burial.

Instead many came to there house after words.

Namjoon and Seokjin talked quietly to various people in the kitchen, while Hoseok went somewhere to go hide.

Jimin was sitting with some of his and Taehyung’s friends.

Yoongi was talking to various cousins and relatives, Evie by his side.

Jungkook was a first just sitting by himself one of the tables when his football team approached him, it looked like it was all of them.

Jungkook looked up gently when he saw all of them coming, he was a little confused.

“Hey Jungkook” Greg says softly.

Some take seats on the chairs next to him and some stand.

“Hi guys, Why are you all here?” Jungkook asks.

“We just wanted to say we’re really sorry, Kook, we honestly didn’t know so much was going on with you, you’re a really good football player and you do deserve to be in this team” Greg said.

The rest of the team nodded behind him.

Jungkook looked at them and laughed, he bent down he was laughing so hard, but when he looked back up there were tears in his eyes.

“It’s okay guys” he sniffed, “That doesn’t even seem that important now”.

The team looked at him sadly, “Nothing right now seems all that important”.

“No, Kook, I know the whole team said their apology but I need to say mine” Dylan says stepping forward, “I’m sorry, Jungkook all those things that I said and that I did they were awful, when I look back on them, I feel awful, that was so bad and you did definitely not deserve it, so I’m so sorry, and I hope you can learn to forgive and trust me, because I promise I got your back this time”.

Jungkook laughed gently, “You better, I can’t take another hit like that”.

Dylan smiled, “Your our star quarterback, you sure can’t”.

The whole team sat around and talked for a bit longer, just enjoying themselves.

True team Chemistry was back

“”””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””

Chapter Text

Namjoon and Seokjin were with each other, talking solemnly to some family friends.

When two men walked over to them.

One was a tall white man, just a little talller than Namjoon. His hair was grey and he was middle aged. He was just a little thick around the middle and balding. He was holding a black brief case and wearing a matching suit.

The other man walking next to him was a bit shorter, but muscular, Hispanic man. He was bald with a beard. He was wearing all black as well.

They walked over almost robotically. Seokjin noticed them immediately.

“Can I help you” Seokjin says looking at them.

“Yes, sir, we are from Lincoln Hospital, where your son, Taehyung Kim, was receiving treatment” The white man says “I am Gary, their lawyer, and this is my associate, Aaron”.

“Okay, so what do you guys need” Namjoon asks, not really in the mood.

“Okay, first of all we would like to offer our condolences for your loss, but I am afraid something might have happened, so we’re here to inform you and unfortunately to clear the hospital’s name” Aaron says.

Seokjin was confused and starting to get mad, “What do you mean clear the hospitals name?!!”. Namjoon touched his hand for comfort.

“There was a leak of bacteria during the time your son received dialysis. Which could have lead to his Septis which, ultimately lead to his death, the rest of the people receiving dialysis that day did also get sick, there were 4 deaths in total, including your son’s” Gary calmly explained.

Seokjin looked at them in shock, “What the fuck”.

Everyone in the room was looking now.

“What the actual fuck!” Seokjin stood up so quickly that the chair he was sitting in fell to the ground, “I pay for the most expensive healthcare and the most expensive hospital, I live in the best fucking area! How could this happen? The people that work there are doctors!! In LA!! The very best. What the fuck!”.

Jungkook had ran in from the other room. The rest of the brothers were already there, all they could do was stare.

Namjoon also stood up, “So, you just came here to tell us they killed our son”.

“Not exactly we came to deliver this” Aaron calmly passed over a slip of folded paper.

Seokjin snatched it and opened it up, it was a check, hush money. It was a lot of money too.

Seokjin was furious. He gripped the paper tightly, “Money?!? You think Money’s gonna help” He was so mad he was getting red

Aaron and Gary just stood there looking at him.

“I have all the money I could every need, look at my house, I’m rich, I have so much money I buy pointless shit” Seokjin yelled, “And you really think money’s gonna help. I don’t want money, I want my fucking son to be alive, Obviously money doesn’t buy you shit” He crumpled up the check and threw it at Gary.

Gary flinched slightly and sighed.

Namjoon grabbed Seokjin’s shoulder, “Please calm down, Jin”.

Seokjin was going to fight Namjoon on this, but he saw the tears in his eyes and the heartbroken look on his face. So he sighed and sat down in one of the chairs looking down.

“Just. How dare you come to the funeral, How dare you, You must have some fucking nerve” Namjoon said intimately, “Leave now. My lawyer will be in contact with you. This is disgusting. You all are disgusting get out.”.

They nodded and started packing up.

Namjoon still talked as they packed up, “How dare you do this infront of my kids, my guests, my husband. Disgusting”.

They walked out and Seokjin sat back up.

“Jungkook” Seokjin said, “Please don’t worry about that, go back”.

“Appa, don’t act like I didn’t understand that” Jungkook cried.

“Jungkook we’ll talk about this later” Namjoon says seriously.

“I’m not stupid, I understand what’s going on” Jungkook practically screamed through tears.

“Jungkook” Seokjin said, in a tone that was clear he’d had enough, “That’s enough, we’ll talk about it later, or not at all, even”.

“Unbelievable” Jungkook says walking out the living room and up to his room.

“Oh my god” Seokjin says, “I can’t do this right now”.

Seokjin gets up and leaves.

Leaving Namjoon sitting by himself at the table.

Hoseok goes over to sit with his dad and so does Yoongi.

Jimin is about to leave like Jungkook when a tap on his shoulder stops him.

He turns around, it’s Samantha.

“Jimin” She says gently, “I wanted to give you all these before I leave, There’s one for all if you, when I visited, Tae, he told me to give them to you”.

Jimin looks at the envelopes, there’s 6 of them. Each is a simple white envelope with a little sticker holding it close and a name on the front.

Jimin sniffles, of course Taehyung would do something like this.

“Thank you, Samantha” Jimin says, as the tears start falling, “Thank you”.

“Anything, Jimin” Samantha says sincerely.

They hug tightly for a little.

When they break apart, Jimin leaves and so does she.

££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££

Once Jimin is locked tightly in his room he sets all the letters down softly on his dresser. He sets them down like were glass, like they could break at any second.

He grabs the one with his name on it and walks over to his bed.

He’s nervous to open it. He’s not sure why, but he’s so nervous.

Finally he grabs it and carefully pulls of the little heart sticker that holds it close.

The tears fall as soon as he reads, Dear Jimin.

Dear Jimin,
This is Taehyung writing. I’ve been planning this out forever, yet I still feel like I have no idea what to write. You were my best friend, you will always be my best friend. Your my brothers, born in the same year, closest in age, you were always there for me, even till the very end. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for you when you were really struggling. Now, I know an eating disorder isn’t just something you can just fix overnight, but please Jimin work on it. If you feel too disgusting some days to eat, if the thoughts get to bad and you just hate yourself so much, don’t do it for yourself. Do it for Dad and Appa, they love you so much, they do so much and just want the best for you. Do it for your brothers who also love you. They care for you and Do you think they can afford to lose another brother? Do it for me. Cherish life. Love. Live. Laugh. Do it all. Please. I love you Jimin and please, don’t miss me too much.
Love,
Tae

Jimin was sobbing on his bed by the time he reached the bottom of his letter.

He was going live and really work on his eating habits.

He owed it to Taehyung.

And for the first time, Jimin realized.

He owed it to himself.

€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€

The next morning Jimin went down for breakfast and he only found Yoongi and Hoseok.

His eyes were puffy and red as he silently placed the letters in front them.

“What is this, Jimin” Yoongi asked gently.

Hoseok looked up, “It’s from Taehyung, isn’t it?”.

Jimin nodded getting a bowl from the kitchen.

“I would recommend recommend reading it in private” he sniffled.

Yoongi immediately ran to his room.

He was already tearing it open before he got there.

He read the letter with a sad smile.

Dear Yoongi,
Hi Hyung. It’s Tae. You were my oldest Hyung and I can say, you were a great one. You dealt with your own stresses but yet you were always there for us. You were always so worried for us and you worked so hard. Rather it be for music, school, or being a good hyung. You always gave it your all. I really wish I could see the day where all your hard work payed off and you finally became CEO. I hope you have a great time in college I know you’ll do great. I hope you don’t worry to much, hyung. Stay strong and I love you.
Love,
Tae

Yoongi didn’t even realize his tears were flowing till they hit his hand.

Yet he was still smiling.

He missed Taehyung horribly and maybe he always will, but the letter was so sweet.

It was like a little part of Taehyung would always be with him.

0909090909090909090909090909090

Hoseok wasn’t as anxious to open his letter.

Instead of going to his room he went to the bathroom and sat down softly on the
edge of the bathtub.

He was already crying when he gently pulled of the sticker.

He opened the letter and pulled out slowly, letting the envelope float to the ground.

Dear Hoseok,
Hi, Hyung. It’s Tae. I just wanna say I’m really proud of you for coming out, I know that was really hard for you. And I know I joked around about it a ton, but it was a serious thing and you did a great job. You were such a fun Hyung and I have, or I suppose had now, countless good memories with you. And although I may be gone, those memories stay. Please remember you are such a great dancer, don’t get to lost in the politics and scholarships, remember you’ve been dancing all your life with pros, you’re ready. I love you, Hyung. Please live well.
Love,
Tae

Hoseok was crying, hard by the end. Sobbing full on blubbering and muttering.

He finally broke down.

God, he missed him so much.

rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Jungkook walked silently into Seokjin and Namjoom’s room.

There Seokjin and Namjoon were getting ready for the day.

“Now’s later” Jungkook said.

They looked up and sighed.

“Please, Jungkook” Namjoon said, “Drop it, it’s nothing you should be concerned with”.

“Why not” Jungkook said.

Seokjin sighed, “Cuz your just a kid, Kook”.

Jungkook took a deep breath, “Why do I never get to know anything, you tell the hyungs everything”.

“And don’t say, because there older, cuz when Yoongi-hyung was my age you were already training him to be the damn CEO of your company”.

“Jungkook, you’re just a kid, your 13 you shouldn’t have to go through all this” Namjoon sighed.

“Yeah, and Tae-hyung shouldn’t have gone through all that, Jimin shouldn’t have an eating disorder, Yoongi shouldn’t grind his jaw from all the pressure your putting on him” Jungkook said, “But stuff happens I guess”.

Seokjin and Namjoon had tears in their eyes.

“You’re right, Jungkook” Seokjin said, “But you’re the youngest, Kook, I guess I was just hanging on to your childhood”.

“But, I guess none of that really matters”.

“I’m not asking for you to treat my like an adult, I just asking to be involved for once” Jungkook says.

“I guess you do have the right to know, none of us wanted to be apart of this, but here we are” Namjoon sighs.

Jungkook just simply nods and Namjoon tells him everything.

About the case, most of which Jungkook already knew from the surprise at the funeral.

Seokjin and Namjoon decided they were going to sue, not for the money, but for Taehyung.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

After the conversation they walked down stairs where they were met with Jimin sitting alone, eating cereal.

“Jimin?” Seokjin said, “We’re are the rest?”.

“In their rooms I believe” Jimin says putting down his spoon.

“You guys might wanna read these” Jimin says handing them each their envelope.

“Are these from-“ Jungkook starts.

Jimin interrupts, “They are, and like I told Yoongi and Hoseok, I would suggest you read them private”.

Jungkook was already walking to his room before he even finished.

In his room he closed the door, he never even took his eyes off the letter.

Dear Jungkook,
Hey, Kook. It’s Hyung writing. You were my only Dosang and I’m really gonna miss you. Going to your football games and practices was so fun, it was really nice having someone need me. When I was with you I felt useful, cause I was your hyung and you needed guidance. So, thank you for that. Don’t let the rest of the hyungs discourage you, your so smart and mature for your age you should be involved in what’s going on, cause honestly sometimes I think you know more than, Yoongi-hyung, but don’t tell him I said that. I wish I could be there to see you achieve cause I know you will go far in life. Please stay strong. Love you, Kookie.
Love,
Tae

Jungkook smiled as the tears ran down.

Taehyung was right, Jungkook did need him.

But, maybe he’d be alright.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Seokjin took the letter gently.

He went pale and tears were already poling in his eyes.

Namjoon tried to tell him something, but instead of responding he walked almost roboticly to Taehyung’s room.

He opened the door were everything was the same.

His crutches were even on the side of the wall, like Taehyung was going to pick them up any second now.

But, he wasn’t.

Seokjin day down on the unmade bed and ripped open the letter.

Dear Appa,
It’s Taehyung. I remember you named me after some old man you met one time in Korea that encouraged you to be a model. You said he was probably a druggie or something, but he took his words to heart and it worked out. That’s funny. I just wanted to thank you for raising me. I know it wasn’t easy. My heath was always bad and I was always weak, physically. But, you always stayed strong for me, till the very end. Just thank you so much. Please don’t miss me to much, love your four other kids. Take care of Yoongi, he’s more stressed then you think. Take care of Hoseok he thinks more then you think. Take care of Jimin he feels things so much more. And take care of Jungkook he knows more than you think.
I love you Appa. You’ll be okay. I know you will. I miss you and please stay happy and healthy.
Love,
Tae

Seokjin was sobbing by the end of the letter.

He got up and gently made the bed before leaving.

He was gonna be okay. He was strong. And he had family to help him.

Everything would be okay.

He had his other kids to focus on.

Imagine what they must be feeling, they just lost there brother.

Seokjin decided then and there that he’d be okay and that nothing was more important than his kids.

<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

Namjoon retreated to his room walking at a calm pace.

Almost as if he was just going into his room to get something real quick.

Once he entered the room he closed the door and cried.

He was still crying when he opened the letter, roughly.

Dear Dad,
It’s Taehyung. I miss you dad. And I think you may kinda miss me. You really did so much for me and thank you for that. I know you think me being the way I was was your fault, but it wasn’t. I wasn’t my birth mothers fault. It was no ones fault. You shouldn’t feel so bad about anything. You shouldn’t always try to put the blame on somebody or yourself. It’s okay, not every question has an answer, not every problem has a solution, and not every effect has a cause. It will be okay. Please live life with your family well. I love you dad.
Love,
Tae.

Namjoon didn’t stop crying once he read the letter, he just lead down and cried more.

Long story short.

They didn’t sue the hospital.

Chapter Text

Seokjin and Namjoon didn’t sue the hospital, but some of the other families did.

Word got out and the hospital was out of a lot of money.

That part of the hospital had to shut down.

The family stayed in hiding till about two months after Taehyung died.

Namjoon made his first public appearance at the Grammys with Seokjin by his side.

For the kids things slowly went back to sort of normal.

They had all gone back to school and were trying there best to make things as normal as possible.

Jungkook was back at football, he was doing really well and his team got along well.

Jimin was still dancing and working son his eating habits. He was also spending a lot of time with Samantha, which they had been good friends before, but Taehyung’s death had made them a lot closer.

Hoseok was feeling better and more comfortable about his sexuality. He had kissed a guy for the first time ever, and felt good about it. He never really came out at school, but people knew and it was fine.

Yoongi was doing well at school. He was also officially dating Evie. It was nice they went on dates often and just enjoyed each other’s company

Seokjin got back into to modeling and got back into the public eye, something Taehyung had encouraged.

And three months Namjoon his mixtape, mono, that had an overall said tone.
The song “moonchild” was dedicated to the long drives he would take Taehyung on at night, when he was too sick to sleep.

The song “everythingoes” was about how he felt when he lost his son and how he dealt with it.

It was a good mixtape that the public loved, it definitely made them sad.

It was a crying sort of thing.

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Longer epilogue:

So you might be wondering what happed to the family, long term.

Well, let’s start with Jimin.

He worked hard to fix his eating habits. With Taehyung’s letter as encouragement he found the strength to go to therapyand be open about how he felt.

It worked, he was looking and feeling better than ever.

His parents and brothers couldn’t be more proud of him.

He graduated high school and cried like a baby when Taehyung didn’t follow his name, like it always had.

He dated around for much of high school, but nothing stuck.

He went to a very prestigious dance school, where he met the one.

He was a little, African, girl named Dayo. She was gorgeous and a great dancer. They quickly hit it off and got married out of college.

After college Jimin would dance as a background dancer for tons of celebrities and gain a lot of experience.

He would enter in competitions and work in choreography.

He would do any dance related job to gain experience.

He had a few kids with Dayo.

The first son, was named Taehyung.

They had two daughters after that, twins actually. One named Babirye and the other Adongo.

The names were given to honor Dayo’s African heritage.

Their kids would grow up mixed and knowing a lot about both there cultures, through they were confused in the beginning.

After Jimin gained all that experience, he opened up his own dance studio and started one of the most exclusive and best travel dance team, Soju.

Both girls and boys would try and try to get into Soju, but only the best would make it.

Soju was a big organization, with teams for each division.

They all would get the guidance of for sure Jimin and Dayo and Hoseok sometimes if he helped out.

But yeah, Jimin was very successful in dance and won many awards with Soju.

He lived as a family man, with his family of 5.

It was nice.

9999999999999999999999999999999

Next let’s see what up with the oldest, Yoongi.

Yoongi dated Evie for a long time, but the long distance thing just didn’t work out. She was his first love, so it was sad, but he felt better eventually.

He dated around in college for a while.

When he was done, he came back to LA and did a lot of work for Namjoon.

He released his first mixtape, Agust D.

It was very well received, he talked about mental heath and other risky topics.

It was great.

It also introduced Yoongi to the public.

Yoongi worked hard after that to learn a lot from Namjoon.

While Yoongi was at a red carpet event he met his a wife, her name was Emily Ishimoto, she was a Japanese model/TV personality.

Her fiery and outgoing personality perfectly balanced out Yoongi’s quiet and introverted self.

They hit it off right away and dated for 3 years before getting married.

That same year, Yoongi took over the company.

He continued to make music and run the company.

He did a great job, as he had been training all his life.

Him and Emily has two kids, Minyoung and Ryan.

Something Yoongi wasn’t expecting was for Ryan to be born with the same condition as Taehyung.

Yoongi cried about it a lot and talked to Seokjin and Namjoon throughly for advice.

He was so worried for him.

But, Ryan’s Organs weren’t as bad as Taehyung’s but his legs weren’t as good.

Yoongi through it all raised Ryan right.

Even after how worried it was, it brought back many memories of Taehyung, good and bad.

Emily was really the best mom. She always knew just what to say and why to do.

Overall,

They lived well.

Successful, rich, famous, and happy.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Hoseok also graduates high school and goes to a great dance college.

He sleeps around quite a bit in college, being kind of a whore.

He gets quiet a big reputation on campus.

Though it doesn’t matter as he is also one of the best dancers in campus.

Once he gets out of college he works at Namjoon’s company as a professional dancer for the celebrities and just for himself.

He wins a lot of awards and workes hard.

He continues to dance professionally and choreograph. He makes many public appearances and is a known activist for climate change and animals.

He still is a bit of a fuckboy.

He’s the last one to get married in his late twenties to an Hispanic, model, named Dean Flores.

He was long and lean with a handsome face. His skin was tan and his hair was black. They got married and quickly settled down and had kids.

They had four kids, they both wanted a big family, since they were both raised in one.

They used a surrogate to have three boys and one girl.

The boys were Corey, Namjoon, and Seokjin.

The girl was named Itzel after, Dean’s mother.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

Jungkook was immensely successful in life.

He went to college and played college football.

After college however he did something unexpected, he had a singing career, and a damn good one.

Jungkook it turns out had a great voice.

He was built strong from football, so he learned to dance, after much hard work and a lot of teaching from Jimin and Hoseok.

His dancing was a lot of foot work, due to his football background.

His first song was “Begin” about his brothers.

It topped the charts as a pop song and it was a great dance song for the public.

Jungkook was, well .. hot. So that also helped him gain fans fast. He made tv and public appearances and he was charming so the public continued to fall in love with him and he gained a strong fan base.

He kept releasing music and each time the public ate it up.

His TV appearances and YouTube interviews got tons of views.

His fans would compare his pictures to Seokjin’s saying how beautiful the whole family was.

Jungkook, just brought more fame to the family.

He went on tour, released merch, did charity and just pretty much everything a young pop star would do.

He dated around, while on the road, but eventually dated long term with an e-girl/high fashion model, named Phobe Wimb. Kind of a weird name, for a rather odd girl.

She had her ticks and stuff but her and Jungkook got on very well.

She had light brown hair with green eyes and a face full of freckles.

She was gorgeous and dressed well.

They got married. For those few years after they got married they made many appearances together, going to fashion week, award shows, and vacations together.

They looked good together.

Together they had two kids.

Two boys.

Dario and Jude.

&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@&@

They lived well, but they never forgot Taehyung.

All their many kids would here stories of there Uncle Taehyung that died when he was younger.

Ryan especially heard tons about Taehyung. They all said he looked just like him.

Young Taehyung would be admired for years.

He was just so cool.

A popular brand took a picture from one of Taehyung’s old photoshoot and they put it in a vintage graphic tee.

It looked super cool.

People wore it then, people began to find out more about him.

Once they found out more, they truly admired him.

Taehyung may be gone.

But, he will never be forgotten.

Chapter Text

Here it is!! Long awaited. It was so fun to be back to writing again. I really hope you guys like it. It starts off right after Hoseok came out. If you haven’t read the original I would highly recommend you do that first. <3

HERE

its also part of this series if the link doesn’t work for some reason.

pls check it out and leave a little comment!! 😌

THANK YOU FOR WAITING LOVE YOU !!